Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION
Ling Jue arrived at the underground parking lot. Gu Ziming was waiting for her there. When Ling Jue arrived, he was lying in the driver’s seat, scrolling through Weibo.
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“Lord Jue, so soon?” He put away his phone and looked at Ling Jue in surprise.
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Ling Jue frowned. “Did you bring the things?”
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She felt that this kid was not reliable.
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“I did. How could I not bring the things you mentioned? Hehe.” He immediately got out of the car and quietly opened the trunk. “Look, the things you need are all here.”
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Ling Jue walked over and saw a silver password box at the back.
Gu Ziming immediately opened the box and took out the items one by one mysteriously.
“Look, this is the latest silencer. And this is a knife that cuts through iron like mud. I guarantee that you will succeed in one go.”
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“Very good.” Ling Jue held the black gun with a smile on her face.
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“Give me the address of Feng Yulin’s family.” Ling Jue put the dagger on her body and played with the pistol.
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Gu Ziming was stunned for a moment and asked incoherently, “Lord Jue, what… What did you say?”
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“Feng Yulin, Yulin’s home address.” Ling Jue rolled her eyes at him and put the gun away. Very good. She could carry out her plan.
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Gu Ziming grabbed his shoulder and exclaimed, “Lord Jue! Why are you so stubborn?!”
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Ling Jue shook his hand away and looked at him with disdain. “What are you afraid of?”
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“Lord Jue, that Feng Yulin is not easy to deal with! There are at least ten bodyguards in his villa, and there are countless surveillance cameras and invisible mechanisms. You’re just sending yourself to your death…”
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“This can only prove that he is too annoying and that he is hateful. Cut the crap and give me the address. I will deal with it myself.”
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“No! I can not watch you send yourself to your death.” Gu Ziming had a stern look on his face. Lord Jue was just a child who had just grown up. Why would he think of assassinating Feng Yulin?
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Could it be…
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“Lord Jue, come with me!” He quickly pulled him into the car and looked around. He did not see anyone else. Only then did he relax and asked softly, “Lord Jue, tell me. Is your main profession an assassin?”
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“…Have you ever seen a killer without any equipment? I even have to borrow a gun from you. Do you think I’m a killer? Do you have a brain?”
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“…” That seemed to be the case. Gu Ziming scratched his head, not knowing what to do.
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He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, “Lord Jue, then why do you want to kill Feng Yulin?”
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“If I want to kill him, then I’ll kill him. Cut the crap and tell me where he lives.” Ling Jue was speechless. Why was this subordinate so naggy?
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Gu Ziming felt her disgust. He could only weakly take out his phone and send the address to her phone.
Ling Jue took out her old man phone and nodded. “I know this place.”
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She had to make some preparations. One shot, one kill!
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She returned to the trunk, picked up the suitcase, and turned around to leave like a secret agent.
Gu ziming suddenly had a bad feeling. He would not see the news tomorrow saying that Lord Jue had been killed, would he.
Is there still time to stop it now?
He gulped and looked at his determined back. Forget it, let him be.
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A luxury car slowly entered the residential area and stopped at the entrance of a luxurious villa.
Feng Yulin got out of the car, locked the car and turned around to enter the house.
The dark villa immediately lit up. He took off his suit and threw it onto the sofa. He tugged at his tie and turned around to go upstairs.
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