Daisy Assassin

It was almost dusk, and Meng Xiaofei impatiently rushed towards a diagonal alley, and when he saw a round, pink and white woman, he cried out in a miserable voice, "Ma'am, just help me, I will help you!" It’s almost impossible to open the pot.”

The woman's body trembled, her white flesh trembled slightly, her rouge wrinkled into a ball, she looked at Meng Xiaofei and shook her head and said, "I'm a mouse, I'm not here at Bushantang, even if you want to beg for food, you can't stay here." Do you want it?" The tone was disgusting, as if seeing a pile of rat droppings.

"Auntie, you are so pitiful and pitiful. It would be nice to give the little one an errand." Meng Xiaofei sniffed his nose and reached out to wipe his dry eye sockets. It can be seen that the porter is like a normal figure.It's just that those dead fish-like eyes made Meng Xiaofei's expression look a little funny.

"It's not that the aunt doesn't give you an errand, but that you are not suitable for this job. I beg you, please don't come again." The woman was the only privately-owned prostitute in this alley, and her tone was tinged with helplessness. And impatient.

When Meng Xiaofei heard the matchmaker's tone and the figure that was about to turn around and leave, Meng Xiaofei immediately stomped his feet and said with a gloomy face, "Mother, if you don't agree to me! I will..."

"How about you?" The prostitute asked disdainfully with a cold snort in her nose.

Meng Xiaofei gritted his teeth, pointed at the black soil under the grandmother's feet and said, "I'll just lie in front of your house and never leave!"

"Then you can lie down." The prostitute sneered, waving her wide sleeves with disdain in her eyes.He turned around and planned to enter the house and close the door.

The moment the matchmaker turned around, Meng Xiaofei quickly grabbed the matchmaker's arm, and said with a little force with one hand: "Wait a minute."

"What else do you want to do?" The prostitute saw that Meng Xiaofei had already stood opposite her without her noticing, blocking her way into the house, and clutching her lifeline tightly with one hand.The blood on the prostitute's face immediately faded, and there was a trace of cruelty in her eyes.

Seeing the matchmaker's expression, Meng Xiaofei immediately let go of the matchmaker's hand, and said angrily: "If you don't give me an errand, I will make it impossible for you to receive a single customer. Come and I'll hit one!"

The prostitute clenched her fists slightly, her stamina was a little cold, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Hmph, I have more than a dozen famous and famous assassins under my command. If you dare to interfere with my business, you are not afraid." But his eyes were watching Meng Xiaofei's movements carefully.

"As long as they can beat me!" Meng Xiaofei said with full confidence instead of the rookie-like impatience just now.

Seeing Meng Xiaofei's serious expression, the matchmaker sighed slightly, shook her head and led Meng Xiaofei to walk towards the door of her room: "Okay! Alright! I'm afraid of you."

As soon as Meng Xiaofei heard this, he immediately became irritable again, and said with a trace of ruffian air all over his body: "Give me an errand, ma'am."

Then Cheng thought that as soon as the toothmaid entered the room, she grabbed the iron broom at the foot of the door and swung it at Meng Xiaofei, her anger was not at all as gentle as she was just outside the door: "I can tell you, I won’t do this job, and I won’t give it to you. Letting you go out to work might as well go directly to the government and surrender.”

"Why?" Meng Xiaofei evaded the matchmaker's attack just by leaning over, with a puzzled face.

"Tell me about what happened last time." The prostitute swung the iron broom and attacked Meng Xiaofei's lower body again, with a sharp and ruthless technique.

"That man is dead." Meng Xiaofei saw that the matchmaker was determined not to be joking, so he hurriedly jumped up and dodged the iron broom and landed firmly on the broomstick.

Seeing that she had nothing to do with Meng Xiaofei, the prostitute simply threw the broom and asked with a dark face, "How did you die?"

"He died of illness." Meng Xiaofei pretended to be slippery and landed obliquely on the ground, scratching his black hair with his fingers.

The toothmaid bared her teeth and said, "What are you doing? As an assassin, I asked you to destroy the family, so you've become a dutiful son!"

"What is killing the family? There are only two survivors in their family, and one is a dog." Meng Xiaofei whispered a little guilty after hearing what the prostitute said.

"What an easy job. I asked you to do it in order to promote you as a newcomer." The prostitute clenched her fists with a sad face.

"But that scholar is very pitiful. When I found him, he was exhausted. The coughing one was about to blow out his lungs." Meng Xiaofei turned his head and looked at his instep like a little boy who made a mistake. Childlike, whispered sophistry.

"You're an assassin, why do you care so much? If you give him a knife before he dies, won't you get the money?" Keep poking hard.

"But, the scholar held my hand and looked at me with affection, I couldn't let go." Meng Xiaofei buried his head even lower.

"When did you become a rabbit master? You are an assassin at work, how can you have personal feelings!" The prostitute stopped her fingers, quickly wiped her sleeves, and said in a muffled voice.

"It's not a personal relationship, I just think he's quite pitiful." Meng Xiaofei shouldn't have raised his head, he just said with pity on his face.

"Master, I beg you, don't bother me anymore, I won't play with you anymore!" Feeling powerless, the grandmother turned around and walked towards the small square table, pouring herself a cup of herbal tea .I didn't speak again for a while, probably because I was so angry that I had nothing to say.

Seeing the matchmaker ignoring him, Meng Xiaofei raised his face with a reckless look: "Ma'am, you should give me an errand, I've been short of money recently."

But I didn't know that the prostitute said this again: "I ask you, as an assassin, why do you want to run a dojo for someone after the assassination target dies?"

"Ma'am, it's because of this that I have no money." Meng Xiaofei swallowed and rolled his eyes.

"You asked for it. At least I can explain it to the client when people leave the house. You are good! Now the client over there wants to kill you!"

"It's a big deal. When I kill people in the future, it's fine not to look into that person's eyes, nor to help collect the corpse." Meng Xiaofei also knew that he had made a mistake, and continued with a guilty conscience.

The prostitute felt that she had told Meng Xiaofei earnestly for so long that Meng Xiaofei would end his love for an assassin, but she didn't think that Meng Xiaofei would never turn back, so when she squatted down, she picked up the torn paper at the corner of the table and threw it at Meng Xiaofei. Go: "I!.......I'm so mad at my wife! If that's the case, take this and tell me to leave!"

Meng Xiaofei unfolded the tiptoe paper, looked at it and said in a low voice with some dissatisfaction: "50 taels."

"It's enough to harvest some, and pick and choose, and roll as far as I can for my old lady." The matchmaker picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Meng Xiaofei.