killer game

Leon always used to lock the doors and windows, and draw all the curtains by the way—no, there will be one set aside where the sun can shine, as a place for the pot of green plants to carry out photosynthesis every day.He takes care of his beloved potted plants almost carefully.

Killers always attach great importance to personal privacy, they are often good at isolating everyone's prying eyes, but everyone's personality is different, and they will have various disguises.And he just chose the dullest one.Stay away from the crowd, taciturn, and even withdrawn.He has no friends, likes to talk to a pot of green plants, and treats everyone—especially women—at a distance.

Leon never slept in bed.In the living room there was a chair with a lamp beside it, and he sat there and fell asleep as soon as dusk passed.He still wears those round sunglasses when he sleeps, and the gun is placed where he can get it at any time.

A soft bed will paralyze people's senses, and the sitting posture will make it easier to respond with thoughts.When a person's eyes suddenly receive light, they will be instantly blind. Sunglasses can prevent this situation. Therefore, no matter what emergency happens, he can quickly respond and hold the gun, and always maintain a high degree of absolute vigilance.

Leon would get up early, set up a chair in the living room and sit up, familiarize himself with each of his guns, and take them out every day to disassemble, wipe, and keep them. He is not picky about food and drinks at least one carton of milk every day.

Going to bed early and getting up early, life is so poor that it can be completely summed up in a few words.Using a simple but effective way to exercise his muscles, he loves his gun—maybe because it is his only tool for making a living, but his eyes clearly regard them as partners, partners who live and die together.He never ate at home because he couldn't do anything but boil milk, and the hotel had a restaurant, and that pretty much solved their biggest problem.As for milk... he insisted that it was necessary for good health.

Leon doesn't go out very often.Prefers silence at home.But apart from buying milk, I am away for a long time at least twice a week.Every time I come back from work, I take a long shower.

It's not that you have to like it just to do a job. People choose a career, and it may be that there is no other choice other than the first time.He doesn't like killing people, it's as if he's trying to wash away his sins with water.This pain is close to numbness, like the color in her eyes a long, long time ago.

Leon doesn't look like a killer more often than not.Even more clumsy and dull than ordinary people.Not good at words, don't know how to communicate with anyone.Doing everything is as dull as ever, thinking for a long time in front of the milk glass on the table, ironing his clothes under the light from the window sill...

Observing him sometimes, Leon is undoubtedly not suitable to be a killer, but he is the best scavenger in New York—but she also has to admit that among the many killers she has seen, he is undoubtedly the most ordinary People imagined, the most primitive, the most standard, killer.

Mathilda's injury needs to be taken care of for two months.This is a conservative estimate.Although it does not affect the use of the other hand, it is still very troublesome.After waking up after surviving the initial high fever, and because of the long period of high mental tension, she was sure of her safety, and the sequelae of her nerves finally relaxing was that she had a fever and fell ill again.

Fortunately, the wound did not show many signs of infection or decay. It is not a big problem to change the dressing on time, avoid eating and drinking, and avoid strenuous exercise.But maybe it's because the physical fitness is still too weak, the long-term addiction to sweets and the lack of necessary nutrition, the result of the sudden outbreak, the effect is so strong.

Being carried by Leon, he went to the doctor again, but he was also in a daze, and he didn't know what happened when he came back.But the fever subsided, and the low-grade fever continued.

A new way of getting along has been established between Mathilda and Leon.She didn't know whether she had a great influence on him-after realizing the danger of this, she tried her best to avoid this situation.

She just wanted a place to settle down temporarily, she wanted to be sure her life wouldn't be compromised as she grew up, and she did know how bad a change of mind was for a killer.

Therefore, a long time ago, she would always avoid dealing with killers, and the companions she chose were at best assassins.

The two are different.Killers hide in front of people, assassins hide behind people.The former always needs to have the strength to face the sun and carry the light, while the latter only needs to get used to the darkness, enjoy the darkness, and respect the darkness!There are too many places that a successful killer can use, but these multi-faceted values ​​have also caused the personality of the killer to split.Assassins, on the other hand, only pay attention to one-hit kills, sharp and cruel, clean and neat, and if they fail, they will be benevolent—this kind of person is the most suitable partner, because if the mission fails, it will be the time of his death, and he will never implicate others.

And now she's getting closer to the inner world of a killer.

This made her instinctively feel uneasy.She doesn't know what changes her presence will bring about.So she tries to reduce her sense of existence, she is used to silence, most of the time she quietly looks at a very ordinary thing like a background.She barely speaks, except occasionally to teach Leon how to read.While he was cleaning the gun, she tossed various materials, assembled it, and took it apart again.When there is only myself in the room, besides letting go, I try to review the skills of disguise.

Whenever this time, Leon would always be very numb.After he came back face-to-face—it was the psychological stimulation of a different face that opened the door for him.

Later, on certain days when Leon was away, she would go downstairs, leave the hotel, find an internet cafe, and use some means to get some necessary information.And the way she makes money will always depend on the simple operation of the brain.

She is calm.After comparing the disparity in strength, she has been calm.

One day, Leon was carefully wiping the leaves of green plants again.She sat on the edge and watched quietly.

Mathilda finally couldn't bear to ask, "What's its name."

"Her," Leon emphasized, before replying, "The Silver Queen."

"Silver Queen?" aglaonema?She turned her head and thought for a while, "A kind of Evergreen?"

"Yes."

"You love her very much."

Leon's answer is still the same as he said back then: "She is my best friend, the only one."

She looked at him and noticed how soft his eyes seemed to sparkle just by talking about it: "She's always happy and never asks."

Yes, it is very happy, as long as there is sunshine, it can have a happy day.It never asks because it is just a plant.

Leon continued, his voice tinged with emotion: "And she looks like me, look, she has no roots."

no root.The life of a killer is always in a place of nowhere, wandering with nowhere to return.She thought she understood.He regarded it as his sustenance, and he imagined it as another self.So he takes it with him wherever he goes, so he takes care of it so well, he talks to it, imagines he's listening, and he becomes happy too.

It's as innocent as a fairy tale...but it makes people can't help crying.

Mathilda heard her own voice, which was rare and soft and low: "If you really love her, you should plant her in the middle of the park so that she will grow roots."

Leon was stunned for a long time, as if he suddenly remembered this possibility.He stared at his beloved Silver Queen, apologetic and at a loss, as lonely as if he would be abandoned soon.

Finally he said, "Yes. You're right."

He was still meticulously wiping the large emerald green leaves, trying to find a speck of dust that might be hiding in an unknown corner, his movements were cautious, gentle and peaceful, his eyes were gentle and tender, hiding a fragility that he didn't even know.

She had no doubt that for a long time—it could almost be called a long time—he lived with it and watched each other.

Later, when she was doing some illegal activities, she remembered this conversation. She searched for Evergreen after silver on the website, and saw the picture on the screen. The leaf posture is elegant and beautiful, which means health and longevity.

It was then that she suddenly realized that she didn't want Leon to die.

What kind of industry is a killer?

Walking on the cusp of the storm, licking the blood of others to survive, always face unknown changes or unimaginable tasks.Maybe if you kill the other party today, you will die under the gun of another person tomorrow.Even in his own house, he is always on guard.With blood on his hands and heavy sins on his back, he won't allow himself the slightest bit of fatigue or relaxation.

Just like Leon.She never dared to approach him or touch him, even if the two of them stayed under the same roof for a long time, even if they were already familiar with each other's breath.Sometimes she wanted to give him a hug and pat his shoulders for encouragement, but she was afraid that his broad and powerful hands would crush her throat in the next second.

She trusts Leon emotionally.But intellectually, no one is worthy of complete trust except yourself.If there is room, she will definitely not put her life in the hands of others and rely on gambling to earn a living.

She is also very proud, and this pride gave her the courage to face everything calmly.

First thing in the morning when you wake up.It is to remind myself that Leon is a killer, and then tell myself that she is in the world of the movie, the movie is far from over, and she has a bloody revenge to avenge.She might die soon.Then he touched his brother's head tenderly, said good morning, and told him how the weather is today.

She wants to be a killer.Not long ago, she had sworn like this.

She knew exactly what she was about to bear, but she had nowhere to go.And accepted everything that he might face at the fastest speed.This is the most effective and easiest way!She won't give up!

Moreover, she has killed people with her own hands.She already understood the consequences of recklessly trying to deal with enemies without planning.She has been taught a lesson, she has learned to wait for the opportunity, and has learned to lurk slowly.The memory from the previous life told her what she can choose, what she can give up, and what she can gain now.The perspective of bystanders is always clearer and more comprehensive than that of authorities.

She has plenty of time.

There is still enough time.