The assassin profession was extremely dangerous. It was very likely that they wouldn't be able to see tomorrow's sun. It was precisely because of this that many low-level assassins were infected with some bad habits such as drugs, gambling, and lust.
The real high-level assassins didn't have these bad habits at all because they understood that even the slightest mistake could cost them their lives.
An Ying was just a level 3 assassin in Quicksand. Although he couldn't be said to be the worst, he was definitely not a high-level assassin. The assassins in Quicksand were roughly divided into five levels. The fifth level was the worst. Most of them were those who had just entered Quicksand as an intern. Next were the newly promoted level 4 assassins. A level 3 assassin like him was already considered a veteran.
Because he felt that there was no hope for him to be promoted, coupled with his limited ability, he began to enjoy life. This kind of enjoyment didn't mean that he had to leave Quicksand to live, because once he left Quicksand, it meant death.
No one could leave Quicksand alive.
This was also why a large number of level 3 assassins in Quicksand were infected with this kind of habit.
Inside the bathroom, Xiatian and Lin Bingbing were enjoying a live erotic scene. The two of them had been peeking through the small crack.
"Really shameless." Lin Bingbing cursed in her heart. The two people outside were actually doing this kind of shady business. But even though she was angry, she didn't dare to make any big movements lest she was discovered by An Ying.
Now, her and Xiatian's posture was very strange. She was leaning against the door, and Xiatian was also leaning against the door behind her.
"Hey, why is there a strange thing poking me?" Lin Bingbing said in her heart. But she immediately realized that Xiatian was behind her. Then the strange thing she felt should be something like a dagger.
Or a hidden weapon. She felt that Xiatian was strange before, but now she understood that Xiatian was actually a coward. He came out to do a mission with a dagger or something like that.
When she thought of this, she felt a burst of joy in her heart. Ever since she came out tonight, she had no sense of existence at all.
But now she finally caught a trace of Xiatian's weakness. It turned out that Xiatian was actually a coward. He even brought a weapon when he came out. She had already thought about it. When she went out later, she must laugh at Xiatian and let him talk about her in the future.
Outside, An Ying had used up all his tricks and all kinds of methods on the female accompaniment.
At this time, Xiatian was particularly embarrassed. Looking at the live erotic scene outside, his body already had a reaction. He was a normal man, and coincidentally, there was a great beauty in front of him.
How could he not be moved by such a scene?
His lower body was already erect, pressing against Lin Bingbing's lower back. However, in order to avoid being discovered by An Ying, he didn't dare to move. This made his back break out in cold sweat. If Lin Bingbing discovered this, she would tear him apart alive.
But he immediately saw that Lin Bingbing had already discovered it. However, he didn't understand why Lin Bingbing wasn't angry. Instead, she was smiling.
Could it be that although she looked cold and elegant on the outside, she was actually an extremely open woman on the inside? When he thought of this, Xiatian became even more excited.
After more than 20 minutes, the battle outside finally ended. Xiatian also let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, this is your girlfriend? She's really pretty." The female singer picked up a photo from the ground. From her angle, Xiatian and Lin Bingbing who were hiding in the cubicle could see the person in the photo.
"Give it back." An Ying hurriedly snatched the photo back. Then, he took out 2000 yuan from his pocket. "This is extra for you. Remember, don't forget the person in the photo."
"Okay, okay, okay. In our line of work, we have our rules. I won't tell your girlfriend." The female singer thought that An Ying was worried that she would tell his girlfriend if she bumped into him in the future, so she explained.
Hearing the female singer's words, An Ying nodded with satisfaction. Then, he left the washroom. The female singer left with the two thousand yuan in her hand, smiling.
At this moment, Xiatian frowned. He knew the person in the photo. It was Zeng Rou. He didn't expect that An Ying's target was Zeng Rou. Then, he couldn't let An Ying go.
In his heart, Zeng Rou was already half his woman. When facing Quicksand and the others, Zeng Rou still dared to stand in front of him. This was enough to prove her feelings for Xiatian.
Although he and Zeng Rou had only met a few times, sometimes, feelings only lasted for a moment.
He thought of his acquaintance with Zeng Rou. From the car accident at the beginning, to the kidnapping, and now to this assassination attempt, it seemed that there was a huge conspiracy around Zeng Rou. Someone wanted her dead.
"Your mission is complete. You can make the call now," Xiatian said lightly.
"What weapon are you hiding on your body?" Lin Bingbing looked at Xiatian and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a coward. You even brought a weapon on a mission. Is it a dagger?"
"What weapon?" Xiatian Asked, confused.
"It's that hard thing. I think it's hidden in your pants pocket." Lin Bingbing looked at Xiatian's pants pocket, but didn't find any weapon.
"Ahem!" Xiatian coughed softly and hurriedly explained, "Yes, you guessed right. I did hide a weapon. Hurry up and inform him. He went back to the room just now. I don't think he'll leave tonight."
"Okay, I'll go make the call. The signal here is bad." Lin Bingbing heard Xiatian admit and happily ran out to make the call.
Looking at Lin Bingbing's back, Xiatian let out a long breath. Fortunately, Lin Bingbing didn't find out that the hard thing just now wasn't a weapon. Otherwise, Lin Bingbing would definitely explode.
After learning about An Ying's mission, Xiatian naturally wouldn't let him go. No matter when his aunt's people would arrive, he planned to kill An Ying as soon as possible to prevent him from escaping. He definitely wouldn't let go of anyone who wanted to kill Zeng Rou.
After leaving the bathroom, he walked to An Ying's room.
For An Ying, there was no safer place than here. No one would think that an assassin would be resting in a KTV room. After a big battle, he was lying on the long sofa.
At this time, he was still reminiscing about the exciting experience with the singer just now. He smiled happily and swore that after this mission was completed, he would enjoy it for a few days and completely relax himself.
There had been too many missions recently, and he needed to relax his mind. Just as he was immersed in this feeling, the door suddenly opened.
"Who is it?" An Ying quickly sat up and looked at the door vigilantly.
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