It’s not even 5:30, and I can get off work normally again! I’ve already composed myself by the time when I walk out of the police station, feeling happy that I don’t have to work overtime today.

Before I left in the afternoon, I communicated with the administration department and was told that I didn’t need to return to the company. After all, we didn’t know how long the meeting would take.

What if Officer Deng got me to stay for dinner, sing some karaoke, and enjoy a spa, right?

Although the probability of this happening is low, even if it wouldn’t happen to me, I still have to be prepared.

The distance from the old estate where my rented apartment is to the police station is shorter than it is from my company, but I still chose to take public transport, because the company doesn’t reimburse the transportation fees for returning home.

Metro line 3,600 meters… Bus 72, 150 meters… I take out my phone and search for a route home.

After careful consideration, I choose to take the bus.

The weather is hot in the summer, so it’s best if I can minimize the steps taken.

As I wait at the bus stop for the bus, I can’t help but doubt my life.

I’m already a real, powerful, and extraordinary assassin. Why do I have to live like a slave of society?

But I can’t get any money without work.

Assassins also need to save money to buy a house, food, and clothes!

Sigh, at times like this, it should be like a game. Give me an assassin manager and help me gather missions. After confirming how evil my target is, I’ll shave my head and flash through the crowd. No, being bald is too ugly. Forget it…

What can I do?

Record videos of extreme sports?

I still have to practice and learn. I’ve never paid attention to it before…

Actually, I can consider joining the police academy. As an assassin, I’m capable of capturing thieves and scammers. I won’t disappoint with my abilities. The only problem is that I’ve heard that a policeman’s income isn’t too high.

Perhaps it’s better after the probation period?

As I seriously consider the future, I board the bus. I hold the handle and notebook with one hand, and I pull out my phone with the other.

I’m a refined person. I definitely won’t blast out any sounds in public. I don’t have wireless earphones, so I can only browse Weibo and HUPU, an online sports community website.

drives, it suddenly stops.

off the bus. There’s a malfunction. Wait for the next

passengers curse as they get out of the bus. I’m

to wait. I’ll just walk back. I open the map app and

happen, I might as well have taken

the GPS—walking straight, taking a bend, crossing the street—to the old estate I

or six-year-old girl jump out from the roadside, and an SUV is

then I realize that I’m an assassin, an expert that surpasses ordinary

any hesitation, I run

out, relying on my assassin’s ability to unleash all of my

like a sharp arrow that had been shot from a

I lunge for the little

my back and quickly adjust my body structure, making myself as

finally stops. I take a few steps to the side and steady

hit, but because I made myself seemingly weightless, I didn’t

alright?” The SUV driver gets out of

is drenched

I put

which makes her qualified to be a model in a

relieved to

moment, a middle-aged man rushes out from the side

that the little girl is fine, he’s obviously

skin is bronze in color and he has soft facial features. He has a pair of eyes that are closer in

Are you

the collision,” I reply with a

used the ability belonging to

SUV driver points at his

you have any problems. I still have something to do, so I’ll be

man nods before saying

you come to my shop to have a drink to

of closeness with him. And since it’s free, I don’t

“Okay.”

I speak, I pick up the

and passing through the non-motorcar lane, I see this gentleman’s

look like a coffee shop. The other door leads to a nearby park with a wooden

future. It’s very dangerous. Come on, thank Uncle.” The bookstore owner pulls

me Brother. Don’t make me sound so

little girl follows

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