Killer romance
He strolled through the streets and entered the west side where the lights were still on.
Although there is still a long time before killing, it is Chen Senran who has formed good habits from the first day of being a killer.
More often, he likes to watch another fatal blow.
The happiest thing is to play at least dry.
This is the killer philosophy.
It’s hard to say that he didn’t let Draven go out tonight, except that Draven’s murder method was too violent and might expose the loose-packed. Is it partly because he hasn’t killed anyone for a long time?
Kill like a killer
In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he also misses killing people and avoiding life in that world.
Have no worries.
Although he hated not caring about life like that.
People are such strange animals.
Pushing the door of a pub, Chen Senran ordered a light ale and sat down in a window position.
Looking out from the warm yellow glass, you can clearly see the old hotel not far from this pub.
Old oak
This is an old street, and the buildings all show the style of the War College in its heyday more than ten years ago.
Simplicity reveals a profundity, just like a world Gothic architecture.
Such a late-night old street
The lone killer and the lonely pub
It’s full of artistic flavor.
Change the new wine from the left hand to the right hand. Chen Senran shook his glass and let himself feel.
Although he has great strength now, when it comes to killing people, he still behaves as pious as a beginner, which is something that has deeply entered his bone marrow from the very beginning.
The old oak hotel is not big, and it is only a dozen rooms before and after.
Invade the spiritual tentacles from the corner of the old oak. Chen Senran is in no hurry to monitor the whole hotel as soon as possible, because it is easy to startle him.
Chen Senran is an experienced killer or a more patient killer. He once killed an Arab king and hid in the sand day and night.
Such perseverance can no longer be terrible, and it is simply inhuman
Although Chen Senran is not a person now.
When slowly advancing to twelve o’clock, Chen Senran’s spiritual tentacles are also nibbling away at the whole hotel.
He can almost see the whole hotel clearly.
But there is no one else in the hotel except a front desk that should belong to an urgent person.
This proves that Le Fulan hasn’t come back yet, and twelve o’clock is a fatal moment
Le Fulan will be back at twelve o’clock.
This precise figure can’t help but remind Chen Senran of many things hidden in this information.
five to twelve
There are five minutes before the final assassination, and Chen Senran has the last sip of wine left in his glass.
The pub is near closing time. The bartender looks at Chen Senran for the tenth time.
Chen Senran is not in a hurry and still shaking his hand. The spirit tentacles of the glass will control everything around the old oak hotel for ten yards under his eyelids.
To get Le Fulan close to the hotel, it is even within the scope of being killed by Chen Senran.
He’s strong now, and he’s sure to kill him before Le Fulan knows it.
Continue to push back when
three to twelve
The bartender has come towards Chen Senran.
ten to twelve
The bartender has spoken, but Chen Senran can’t hear what he is saying, because his mental tentacles have detected a person entering the range of his being killed.
A woman
LeBlanc
Chen Senran took the last sip of wine with a smile and put a gold coin on the table and patted the bartender on the shoulder.
Ready to go out.
one to twelve
Chen senran steps
take a deep breath
All body energy condenses at the fingertips.
Eleven fifty-nine minutes and thirty seconds