Chapter 268 Killer x Master 28

After all, the moody mummy likes little boys who are well-behaved, sensible, and act like a spoiled child and wear white stockings.

It will be gentler anyway.

The killer lowered his eyes and looked at Qian Zhou in the darkness. When he saw the delicate and beautiful face clearly, he raised his eyebrows and said:

"I really didn't lie to you."

Qian Zhou felt disgusted. "I was captured by you and I have to sell my body to him?"

"This isn't our decision. He's the one who wants to arrest you, and he's the one who wants to kill you. We're just errand boys."

"Who made Qin Yu offend so many people? If he wasn't so powerful, he would have been dealt with by the organization long ago."

Qian Zhou was shocked when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and asked breathlessly, "What does it mean to be dealt with by the organization?"

Will the killers within the organization be dealt with by themselves?

But training a killer consumes such huge resources, and he can be dealt with just like that?

Qian Zhou didn't know what secrets were hidden in this mysterious organization. When the killer in front of him heard his question, his expression became a little strange for a moment.

This killer is a playboy, seeing how beautiful Qian Zhou is, and yet she is in this situation.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He carried Qian Zhou on his shoulders and said, "It won't make any difference if I tell you."

"The organization regularly processes killers, eliminating those who are of little use and overly exposed to the public."

Qian Zhou's hands were simply tied, his eyes were half closed, and the corners of his eyes were covered with blood flowing from his forehead. His fever-reducing patch was torn off by the killer.

"Still running a fever? What a poor thing."

Qianzhou turned his head and pursed his lips. He had no strength left in his body.

If Qian Zhou hadn't been tortured so badly by Qin Yu last night, he could at least have exchanged a few moves with this killer. Not everyone's strength is as abnormal as Qin Yu's.

Qianzhou glanced at the ropes on his hands with a pale face, and closed his eyes in a slightly irritated manner.

The killer closed the door, and the messy living room and kitchen were completely separated. Looking from the corridor, it looked no different from before they arrived.

Qian Zhou was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and the killer carrying him talked a lot.

"Why are you following Qin Yu? You're better off with Chishe than Qin Yu. He always makes exceptions. In the entire organization, Qin Yu is the only one without any rank."

"That's strange. You said the boss doesn't care about him. Do they have any relationship?"

"Don't say that. If anyone hears it, they will die."

They opened the corridor door, and the killer carried Qianzhou down the stairs. With every step Qianzhou took, he felt something stuck in his stomach.

Feeling uncomfortable and nauseous.

"...Didn't the group of bodyguards downstairs just now come up in the elevator?"

The other killer nodded, "Yes, but who knows if there might be some left in the corridor."

"Just kill him."

The one carrying Qian Zhou was obviously more experienced. "No, we can't make too much noise. Otherwise, if the surveillance footage is checked, our faces will be on wanted posters."

That's a dead end.

Qian Zhou guessed that the organization should regularly throw out "scapegoats" to cover up its existence, and Qin Yu was obviously an exception.

Top strength means the greatest voice.

The stairs seemed to be endless, and Qianzhou felt like vomiting because of the shaking, and he didn't even reach the first floor.

He suddenly opened his eyes because he could faintly hear footsteps below.

"Tsk, there's someone there, you guys go down first."

Qianzhou relaxed his body and tried to recover some strength.

The killer carried him out of the corridor temporarily, and the others went down first, some of them already clutching their knives.

The corridor was dark and quiet, with only the emergency exit sign emitting a green light.

Qian Zhou looked into the killer's eyes, "Are you all working for the mummy?"

The killer sneered, "At most, it's an order from a superior to a subordinate. There are more powerful killers than just him."

Then Qin Yu should be able to order these people to help with things.

"Aren't you afraid of offending Qin Yu by doing this?" Qian Zhou seemed to have completely accepted the fact that he was kidnapped.

The killer found him amusing, put him down, and squatted in front of Qianzhou.

At first glance, he saw the marks between Qian Zhou's legs, "Wow, it's quite intense, how is Qin Yu doing?"

Qian Zhou doesn't like to answer such questions from strangers. What is Qin Yu like? What does it have to do with him?

Qian Zhou stared at the pile of debris behind the killer and said with a smile: "I'm a little embarrassed to say..."

In the stairwell behind the iron gate, the bodyguard's footsteps were very close and were heading upstairs.

If this bodyguard really came looking for him, then now would be the best time to escape.

"......Come here." Qianzhou hooked his finger at him.

The killer saw Qianzhou pursing his lips slightly, his lips were plump and beautiful, his profile was like a fine sculpture, and every tiny movement could touch people's hearts.

It was as if a feather was stroking his heart, making its beat faster and faster, creating a sense of beauty in this dark and narrow corridor.

There are fingerprints left by Qin Yu on Qianzhou's thigh, which makes the picture even more suggestive.

No man can resist such temptation.

The killer leaned closer and said, "Then you better tell me how he did it to you."

Qianzhou stretched out his arm from the side and placed it on the killer's shoulder. He looked as if he was shy and didn't want the killer to see his face.

In fact, Qianzhou had already grabbed the hemp rope that loosely tied the plastic bag. With just a slight pull, the rope, as thick as a finger, would come loose.

"He's really fierce. I was..."

Qianzhou's voice trailed off again, and the killer immediately leaned in closer.

His tone was filled with the satisfaction of prying into someone's privacy. "What's behind you...?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" Qian Zhou gathered strength in his arms.

The killer raised his lips and put his strong arm on Qianzhou's waist, "What else can I do, baby? We are on a mission now."

"Hurry up and tell us so we can go back soon."

Qian Zhou suddenly grasped the hemp rope in the dim light, and his movements were so fast that they could not be seen clearly, and he wrapped it around the killer's neck.

Then he suddenly tightened his grip, "Bah! What does it have to do with you how Qin Yu and I slept together?!"

The killer realized instantly that he had been tricked, but the rope around his neck tightened instantly and he couldn't break free for a while.

People will gradually lose strength when they are lacking oxygen. After all, he is a killer and knows this very well. He immediately exerted all his strength to break Qian Zhou's wrist.

Anyway, the mummy didn't say that no one should be hurt. The killer was furious, his eyes wide open, staring at Qian Zhou.

Qianzhou held his breath and tried his best to exert force. His arms were shaking from the exertion and he already felt noticeably sore, swollen and weak, but as long as he could squeeze out a little bit of strength, Qianzhou would do it at all costs.

The killer gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Damn it... I'll kill you in a moment..."

The killer grabbed Qianzhou's arm, and Qianzhou kicked him, and the two rolled into a ball, making a loud noise.

The bodyguard who had just gone upstairs immediately turned back, his footsteps even faster.

Qian Zhou felt dizzy and his wrist felt like it was being crushed, with bones creaking under the weight.

Qian Zhou was in so much pain that tears came out, but by now his ability to endure pain had been greatly improved. He gritted his teeth and kicked the killer in the face.

"You die!"

The door to the corridor was slammed open. The bodyguard was a burly man nearly two meters tall, who gave Qianzhou a full sense of security.

"Master!"

The bodyguard rushed forward without saying a word and held the killer down, holding the walkie-talkie on his chest with his other hand.

"Call, call, the young master has been found!"

"Let General Qian come here immediately, the young master..."

The bodyguard looked at Qian Zhou's face covered in blood from being hit by the wooden board, the scabs on his forehead that had not completely faded, and his wrists that were bruised from being pinched.

He added: "The young master is dying!"