Reborn God Superstar

United States, San Francisco, Port of Oakland——

The vast and long coastline and the busy oil tankers coming in and out make this port, which just had a shocking explosion more than a year ago, still look bustling and crowded.The traces of the bombing are still there, but it doesn't seem to leave too much room for development.

Two men stepped out from the back of a pile of containers, their blue overalls indicated their identities as port transport workers.

Together, they carried a bulging black leather bag that was half the height of a person. From time to time, they laughed and chatted together, and greeted other workers warmly when they met along the way.

Young workers, working actively and chatting with co-workers, seem to be such a normal and comfortable scene.

But if you can hear what they are talking about, it will not be so easy and comfortable.

"Senior, thanks to your help this time, otherwise, those scouts would have found it."

"Where, I'm not working for nothing."

"what……"

"The task bonus is seven for me and three for you."

"........."

"What, is there a problem?"

"No, no! When the time comes, it will definitely be transferred to the account of the senior."

"Hey, it's rare for the organization to have someone like you who is like a little sheep."

Even with the disguise, the younger man could be seen smiling awkwardly.This rhetoric is not so much a compliment as a mockery.He actually compared the killer to a sheep.But the younger generation didn't have the guts to refute at all. In front of this top 3 super killer on the killer rankings, he might really be just a sheep that could be slaughtered at any time.

When he was still in the killer training camp, he had already heard about the deeds of the top killers in the organization, whether it was the bloody and violent No. 7, or the No. 30 who was eccentric, or the one who completed the task absolutely perfectly. Number 78 is such a sacred and distant existence.But he admired the number 21 the most!

No. 21 and No. 78 once came back to the killer training camp by chance. It seems that they wanted to pick a child from the killer training camp for a certain task.He and all the reservists stood on the playground, like the plates of beef stacked on the canteen table, waiting for others to choose.

No. 21 and No. 78 are about the same height and age, but no one will mistake them.Because No. 78 is always standing upright with a stern look.But No. 21 seems to have no bones, and must find something to rely on, or pick up.And this stuff is usually number 78.

No. 21 doesn't look like a killer at all, this is the young junior's first impression of this legendary top killer. Number 21 is always smiling, not serious.His face was clean, without a single scar, and he was so handsome.He greeted everyone with a smile, with his arms around No. 78's neck.Lazy, unscrupulous, with no killer aura in his body.

In the end, the young juniors who were selected to go out with the task were a little reluctant in their hearts.He thought it would be a task for the three of them together, but he didn't expect that it was just the task that No. 21 took on by himself. No. 78 was dragged to accompany him entirely because of No. 21's bad taste.No wonder No. 78 didn't say a word when picking candidates.

However, the next assassination completely showed the younger generation what is called the exquisite art of killing.The meticulous plan, the accuracy down to the second, the unexpected lore target and a variety of retreat routes.

He is definitely the strongest killer!

This was the only thought that popped up in the young generation's mind when No. 21 fell from the sky, cut off the target's head in an instant with a sharp long knife, without a drop of blood on his body, and smiled at him after landing gracefully.

Since then, the young juniors have regarded No. 21 as their goal.One day, he will become someone who can be compared with No. 21!On the day he graduated from the killer training camp, he got the number 78. In a sense, he seemed to have realized his dream of being on par with the number 21.

Because when others talk about the number 21, it is always difficult to bypass the number 78.

How annoying No. 21 is, how thoughtless, how he likes to play tricks on No. 78.The killers in the organization usually occupy their own positions, like wild beasts that have their own territories, and do not disturb each other. No. 21 is an anomaly. Except for the mission, his spare time revolves around No. 78 to some extent. This is really a speechless summary.

But the younger generation is not honored to inherit this number. On the contrary, this number gives him too much pressure and strange eyes.Because the previous No. 78 was too good and famous, and even compressed all the influence on this number.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't compare to that dead No. 78.

The only thing I can be thankful for is that I can finally have more contact with No. 21.

But No. 21 never called out his number, and always referred to him as little devil and little guy.He didn't even recognize it at all, this is the kid who went on missions with him back then.

No. 21 does not recognize his number.

"Here seems to be the place where he was killed."

Passing through the isolated explosion site, the young junior glanced over and said with some regret.

Such a super killer died just like that...

"You said No. 78." The man next to the young junior turned his head to look at the ruins of the explosion, and snorted, "It's really ugly to die, and there is no sense of art at all."

"But that's what a killer is. Either the target dies, or you die."

"Forehead……"

The younger generation didn't expect No. 21 to say such unceremonious words. Logically speaking, he should have the most contact with No. 78.

The two silently walked to the blind spot of the camera, and threw the black leather bag in their hands into the vast sea.Then the two entered a nearby public restroom. After a quick change of clothes, one left first, and the other left half an hour later.

On the way back on the 21st, by accident, I went back to the ruins again.He couldn't help but lit a cigarette, looked at the scorched ground, and even his eyes gradually diverged.

That guy's body is right here, it was blown to pieces and no one came to clean it up.

I don't know what that guy No. 78 was thinking when it exploded.Was it because he was unwilling to fail the mission, or was unwilling to be killed by explosives without any sense of art, or was completely over before he had time to think about anything.

No one cares about the death of a killer, there will be no trace of this person's existence left, and even the few remaining memories about him will disappear under the weather of time.

Killer is such a cruel profession.

If he had known that No. 78 would die in such a place, he might as well have stabbed No. 78 in the heart himself.In this way, No. 78 will not die immediately, but can still live for a few seconds, and feel the feeling of being on the verge of death and powerless.Even if the body of No. 78 is stronger and more durable, it can still say some last words.He could put his ear to the guy's mouth and listen to his angry speech.

What would that guy say? Number 21 is always guessing.

[I lost] [You bastard, No. 21] [Goodbye, No. 21] [Farewell, No. 21] [It’s really not your style to leave my whole body, No. 21] [No. 21...]

Probably none of the above, No. 78 will probably just lie silently, as if falling asleep, and die quietly.

He had never seen that fragile and defenseless No. 78 once.

However, now I am afraid that I will never have that chance in my life.

[No.78] There are more than 100 items in the list that have not been implemented, and the object will disappear completely, making him look like a fool, which is really uncomfortable.

Organize that group of people, thinking that everyone is an idiot like No. 27, that kind of despicable and crude method, full of loopholes, not artistic at all.

It was this group of people who killed No. 78.

No. 21 took a deep puff of the cigarette, grabbed the remaining cigarette end in the palm of his hand, and crushed it hard.

Back at the hotel where he was staying, he had just showered and came out naked, when the mission information came from the computer in contact with the organization.

The information of the mission target was quickly displayed on his computer screen.A headshot is clearly attached to the right side of the profile.

On the 21st, he glanced at the photo of the mission target, "Why do you want me to take action on this little brat? Anyone in the organization can do it. The employer can cut him into as many sections as he wants."

"On the 21st, don't question the difficulty of the task."

"Okay, so what is the difficulty of this task? The employer has no reason to pay a lot of money to hire me to kill a defenseless brat."

"The mission target is not as easy to deal with as you think. His name is Qi Su, and he is now a popular artist in country Z. The employer's request is to let him disappear quietly without causing unnecessary sensation."

Hearing the words on the 21st, he became slightly interested.

"Qi Su is located in city b, the capital of country z, and the environment is complicated. I hope you can proceed with caution."

"That sounds like worth my time."

"On the 21st, all relevant information has been sent to your computer. This time, we will arrange for you to enter the country by sea. Please act as soon as possible after arriving in Z. The time limit required by the employer is 15 days."

"15 days? Is this underestimating my ability?"

"So, accept this task?"

"Yes, of course."

"Okay, the deposit has been remitted to your account, waiting for your good news."

After the beep, the contact has gone offline.

On the 21st, he put the towel for wiping his hair around his neck, and dug out the target information passed to him by the contact person.

A hairy child who has just grown up and is a starlet in an Asian country, his neck and wrists are so thin that he can wring them off with one hand.

It's really interesting that someone would pay a sky-high price for his life.

This kind of unreasonable thing, most of the time, has a reason why it cannot be seen.This seemingly harmless kid could only be involved in some wealthy family's dog-blood inheritance incident.

According to the development in the novel, this Qi Su is probably the illegitimate son of some rich man. He has not heard from him for more than ten years, but suddenly appeared on the list of heirs.The inheritance he was going to take away was definitely much more than the cost of hiring a top killer.

No. 21 couldn't help but whistled, how rich should he be?

His eyes fell on that beautiful photo, No. 21 hummed a song he didn't know where he heard it, and put on his clothes slowly.

Be grateful, boy, at least I will let you die artistically.