Chapter 218 Went to the Capital
He began to look for partners as a shareholder of Liujin City, looking for those who had served in the military, and together they established a place to train killer organizations.
He provided all the funds, and the other party was the person in charge, choosing the site, building the foundation, acquiring weapons, training assassins, and exploring the market for him...
Two years later, a killer organization called 735 became famous.
In the same year, a 17-year-old boy named Ning Yan joined 735. After only a few months of training, he became the ace killer of 735.
Became a dark horse on the dark web killer list.
The following year, Moros joined 735, became the captain of 735, and also became Ning Yan's life and death partner.
At this point, K was completely dead.
He became Ning Yan.
Then, using the name Ning Yan, he began his thirteen-year career as a killer, which was full of ups and downs and magnificent events.
In the past thirteen years, he has changed many identities and appearances.
From male to female, from old to young, from south to north, countless experiences.
In the end, even he himself began to be unable to distinguish between those identities and experiences.
Which ones are real, which ones are fake, which ones are his, which ones are others'...
Which ones were just his own random fabrications...
Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would touch his face in the mirror and stare blankly for a long time, wondering if it was his own face.
I don’t know if I’m playing someone else today, or if I’ve returned to my original identity.
Too many.
I can't tell the difference and I can't remember.
Many things began to fade away, and the truth and falsehood were blurred and confused in the day-to-day imitations and performances. There were too many things that I couldn't remember.
The only thing he remembered was that his name was Ning Yan.
He is Ning Yan.
Later one night, after completing the mission, he stood on the roof and smoked.
The person behind him came over and frowned slightly at the movement of his hands, seeming a little surprised: "You can smoke?"
He lowered his head, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and then looked at the skirt he was wearing.
Only then did I remember that I should be playing the role of a girl today.
She seems like a girl crying miserably after her identity as a killer was exposed.
So he took a puff of his cigarette and moved closer.
With her eyes downcast and a smile on her face, she slowly blew out a smoke ring towards the man: "I'm a killer, so I must have learned some bad habits. Smoking isn't strange, is it, Mr. Cheng?"
"It's bad for your health." The man frowned, took the half-smoked cigarette from his fingers, and handed it to the assistant behind him to put out.
He was still in a daze.
The man had already sat down next to him and asked him, "You told me last time that your partner is a very delicate person. His code name is Princess. So what's your code name?"
"Ning Yan."
"Can I ask your name?"
"Also called Ning Yan."
"Your last name is Ning?"
"It should be."
"What a coincidence, my mother's last name is also Ning."
He was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at the man and asked with a smile, "You don't have a sister or something, do you?"
"Yeah." The man looked at him calmly and explained, "My mother is Chinese. She had a fight with my father and returned to China. She was pregnant when she left, so I should have a brother or sister."
“…”
If the cigarette had not been taken away, his fingertips would probably have been burned significantly.
"Did you find it?" he asked.
"I went to Huaguo to look for her, but it was too late. My mother had already died. My neighbors told me she had a daughter, but Huaguo is too big and I have never been able to find her."
"..." After a long while, he smiled and said, "Then I'm definitely not. I grew up in the underground city and have never been to China."
"I know, I did a DNA test, and you're not."
“…”
"Maybe it's fate. I always see some of my mother's shadow in you. She has a very cheerful personality like you. No matter what troubles she encounters, she always smiles and gets along well with everyone." The man looked at him with gentle and nostalgic eyes.
"...How did your mother die?"
"My father cheated on his wife. The woman outside insisted on coming home, so he sent someone to kill her." The man said calmly, "So, I killed him too."
He didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head to smoke, but found that the cigarette in his hand had just been taken away.
After being in a daze for a while, Ning Yan suddenly raised his head to look at him and asked seriously, "By the way, what's your name? My memory is a bit bad, I forgot it again."
The man said, "Cheng Zhengze."
He smiled: "Hello Mr. Cheng, my name is Ning Yan, Ning as in peace and tranquility, Yan as in words."
"I know, you just said that."
"Mr. Cheng seems to be a very good person, very, very good. God will bless people like you with peace and success."
"Yeah?"
"Yes." He smiled and said, "I really hope to become a family with someone like Mr. Cheng and have a home of my own."
"Home?" Cheng Zhengze was in a daze for a moment.
"Yeah." He nodded, then quickly said, "But I don't deserve it."
After six months of undercover life, Ning Yan left Cheng Zhengze and returned to 735.
For many years thereafter, all of 735's business bypassed Cheng Zhengze.
Even though the Cheng family and the Tan family had been at odds for many years, Ning Yan never helped Moros to trick Guo Zhengze once. Instead, he saved him from danger more than once.
Seizing power, rejecting others, killing people, establishing authority...
Until Cheng Zhengze shot him in the shoulder, Ning Yan, who was already vengeful by nature, could no longer help.
This blind guy, damn, I don’t recognize him when he changes into men’s clothes!
When he was 19 years old, Ning Yan's memory began to become more confused. When it was serious, he couldn't even remember what he had done an hour ago.
Except for Moros, he mistook everyone around him.
He asked Moros more than once: "Did I grow up in the dungeon?"
Moros frowned at him and said, "You were kidnapped from the capital when you were six years old. Have you forgotten?"
Yes, I forgot.
Every time I go to kill someone, I have to make up an identity and experience. If I talk too much, I can’t remember it anymore and it becomes confusing.
He just remembered that his name was Ning Yan.
Finally one day, Ning Yan felt that he could not live like this any longer. If he continued like this, he would have to spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital.
So, during a mission at sea, he——
Jumped into the sea.
Smuggling.
Went to the capital.
The five years that belonged to 'Ning Yan', but also did not belong to Ning Yan, began.
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