Her heart suddenly rose to her throat and she immediately wanted to return to the hotel to provide support.
But reason told her that this was stupid. Not only might it not help, it might even hinder the performance of the sister mage.
So, she forced herself to suppress all the worries that were rising up in her mind, and watched as if she was just a bystander, the sharp blade surrounded by the wind of death approaching her brother at a high speed.
"...First, pay attention to your technique. Don't just release your strength all at once."
As the mage sister's leisurely and calm words rang out, the black blade stopped instantly in a burst of fierce wind, as if it had pierced into an invisible and dense sandbag.
"This is……"
Daisy's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt a strange fluctuation.
This wave of fluctuation came from the "Map of Stars" in the hands of the sister sorcerer, which was transformed into the "Servant of Dusk". It seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of space and rush into Daisy's perception from the illusory picture in her mind!
At this moment, she felt a strange and surging force in her body that seemed to resonate with this wave, and at the same time...
I realized the method of using the mysterious power that had just stopped the black blade.
"I see……"
Daisy nodded in realization, as if she had suddenly understood some profound and obscure secret knowledge.
"So it can be used like this... I, maybe I can give it a try!"
She immediately made the "Twilight Server" appear in the palm of her hand, then she reached out to grab the empty space and then turned her wrist!
"lazy!"
The illusory and hazy voice, filled with a mysterious atmosphere, flashed through my consciousness.
A feather that had fallen from somewhere just happened to fall in the straight line where her palm was pointing.
It fell to the ground, swaying left and right, slowly and lightly.
But the moment Daisy activated her own power, it seemed to be frozen in the air, and all movement completely stopped.
It no longer shook or fell, and even the fluff on both sides was completely fixed, as if it had been made into a specimen in amber.
"Fallen!"
A second illusory secret word flashed through his mind, and the feather silently turned into ashes, leaving no trace.
"It worked... As expected, this is much more efficient!"
The joy of mastering new skills made Daisy so happy that she couldn't help but reveal a pure smile.
"Uh... No, Mom, Dad and Youer are not out of danger yet, we can't be so reckless!"
But she quickly restrained her expression and focused her attention back on the illusory yet clear picture in her mind.
The killer in black nightgown has now revealed his true appearance and is apparently incapable of moving.
Daisy was wondering how the master sister would deal with this hateful guy, but she didn't expect that she would use "fog" to blast open the wall.
"Second point, when fighting, never focus only on 'fighting'..."
Along with the words that were obviously spoken to him by the magician sister, another figure wrapped in a nightgown appeared out of nowhere behind his parents, and the sharp blade in his hand mercilessly went straight to their vital points!
"Ah! Not good!"
Daisy suddenly remembered those shadows flying over her head at that time... there were indeed more than one!
They split into two groups, one sneaked into his and Youer's room, and the other attacked his parents?
Before this thought came to my mind, the sharp blade had already touched the back of my mother's neck.
Then, it passed through without any resistance, and the next second it also passed through Dad's neck.
Daisy's mind went blank.
The second killer immediately jumped back the moment the sneak attack was successful, shielding his face and neck with his arms, and escaped from the room by crashing through the window, completely ignoring the consequences and ignoring his companion who was controlled by Qi Ji.
"Remember, there are more than just you and the enemy on the battlefield." At this time, the wizard sister seemed to do nothing, but turned her head to look at the "camera" and said slowly as if she was looking at Daisy:
“So, prior preparation is a must. ‘A magician doesn’t perform without preparation.’”
Daisy didn't pay much attention to what she said. She just stared blankly at her parents whose necks were cut by the black sharp blade. She could almost imagine the horrific scene of their heads rolling down and blood gushing out like pillars in the next second.
One second, two seconds...
That desperate scene did not happen yet.
The sound of breaking glass behind them startled Gary and his wife, and they turned around subconsciously.
After seeing the broken window through which the night wind was blowing, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered the children's situation. He didn't care about the abnormality in his own room and rushed to the big hole in the partition wall as fast as he could:
"Daisy, Youer! Are you okay?!"
It seemed that the blade that cut through their necks had no effect on them at all.
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As of September , the book has received 68700 rewards and 314 monthly tickets;
As of September , the book has received 124400 rewards and 414 monthly tickets;
The new amount is 55700 fire tickets and 100 monthly tickets;
本周新增加更量为55700/5000+100/50=13章，加上上周未还清的2章，共15章。
It is definitely impossible to finish all the work in just two days of the weekend, so let’s accumulate it until the National Day, and I will update three times each day.
Miserable QAQ
Chapter 137 Black-clad Killer
“…Put me down!”
The black-clad killer who was dropped on the ceiling by his own filaments was flapping in the air like a catfish, cursing in a terrified voice from time to time, but was also affected by some mysterious force and sounded weak.
"Dad! Mom!"
Hearing his parents shouting, Youer jumped out of the bed and crawled into their arms.
"Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay..." Mrs. Gary immediately hugged him tightly in her arms, patting his back gently with her hands to calm his over-frightened emotions.
But soon, she and her husband discovered that one person was missing from the scene, and their faces turned pale:
"Daisy, where's Daisy?"
"She's fine," Qi Ji said in a reassuring tone, "I'll let her up right away."
Then, she turned her head to an angle and spoke to the air in a normal voice:
"You can come back now."
The room where the two children were supposed to rest together, did not have Daisy's presence. The couple was very scared, but Daisy did not let them endure the torment for too long. After only a dozen seconds, they heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door.
"Dad! Mom! I'm back!"
Daisy, wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, a gray knee-length skirt, white knee-length socks, and black leather shoes, rushed in hurriedly. As soon as she entered the door, she bent down, supported her knees with both hands, and panted heavily with sweat all over her face.
"Great! I'm so glad you're all okay!"
Seeing their daughter appear safe and sound, the couple finally put their minds at ease. They hurried over to hug her and comfort her without asking her why she didn't stay in the room.
Qi Ji did not interrupt the family from venting their emotions, but walked slowly to the hanging assassin in black, and said with a teasing and provocative smile:
"Yo, buddy, we meet again."
"Little bitch, who the hell are you? I'm warning you, if you don't... uh."
The black-clad killer's action failed and he was firmly controlled by the other party. He was angry and afraid. He wanted to use angry curses to give himself courage and at the same time create the appearance that he was very confident so that the other party would be cautious and dare not kill him rashly.
But just as he followed the childish-sounding voice and moved his gaze to the face of its owner, all his movements and words froze at the same moment.
After staring blankly at that beautiful face that seemed to exist in this world for a long time, he finally calmed down a little and said in a low voice without any momentum, while looking away unnaturally, not even daring to look into her clear and clean dark brown eyes:
"Miss, I don't recognize you..."
"That's normal," Qi Ji smiled wickedly, "I recognize you."
This evening, when the metal sign of the Berkeley Building fell, she spotted a sneaky figure on the rooftop and sent out a lizard-shaped mini scout puppet to follow it.
The killer in black in front of him was the one who tampered with the billboard on the rooftop of the Berkeley Building!
The reason why she didn't chase after the second killer who escaped was because she had already sent out a reconnaissance puppet to follow him, so she was not afraid of not finding him.
"Do you want to confess yourself, or do you want me to confess?"
Qi Ji crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head slightly and stared at the killer in black, and said without any tone.
The latter looked away, as if hesitating about something.
"Three." Qi Ji suddenly spit out a number.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!" The assassin in black panicked instantly and admitted defeat. He raised a hand with difficulty and pointed at his left chest:
"Here, in this pocket, there's my employer's contact information! I don't know anything else! I just take the money and do the job!"
Qi Ji nodded, and with a thought, the clothes on the black-clad killer's chest shook, and a small object the size of a thumb nail flew out and fell into her hand.
This is something that looks like a brooch. It is square in shape, with one side smooth and the other side engraved with a perfect circle and a circle of radial lines around it. I don't know what it means.
"This, this is a disposable... spiritual equipment..." Because every muscle in his body was struggling to exert strength, the black-clad killer spoke with great difficulty. Long sentences could only be spoken in a discontinuous manner, and he had to stop from time to time to catch his breath:
"If I infuse it with spirituality, I can activate it... Then my employer will be able to sense the signal and contact me... to hand over the 'certificate' and... the reward..."
The so-called "proof" is evidence that can prove the mission is accomplished. His mission this time is to assassinate Gary's family, so the "proof" is naturally the heads of a family of four. He dare not say this directly.
After a few seconds, he added:
"I don't know his identity and... location. I don't even know how he will find me... after I activate that thing... Really, I really don't know..."
Qi Ji held the fingernail-sized brooch in one hand and fiddled with it with his index finger in the other hand, listening absentmindedly to the black-clad killer's statement.
Qi Ji already knew what he said through the reconnaissance puppet that was following him.
Unfortunately, the reconnaissance puppet was unable to see the employer handing the brooch to him, and was unable to identify the employer.
Because this had happened long before the "Berkeley Building Sign Falling Incident", the reconnaissance puppet only saw the black-clad killer returning to his base and preparing for the next assassination of Gary's family with his companions.
In this regard, Qi Ji decided to ask the person directly: "How did he give this thing to you?"
"It, it suddenly appeared on my desk, and underneath it was... a piece of paper, on which was written the employer's commission requirements... and basic precautions..." The black-clad killer forced a smile:
"Well, beautiful lady, you know, in our line of work... we can't delve too deeply into the commission, no matter what the commission is... or the way the commission is handed to us... the only choice we can make is... to accept or not."
"So you accept it?"
"Yes... yes..." For some reason, he felt goosebumps suddenly stand up, "Miss, this is all I know, without reservation at all, really, you don't have to doubt my sincerity!"
"One last thing to confirm," the incredibly pretty girl held the brooch in her hand, "how good are your business abilities? Maybe I want to entrust you with something."
"Of course!" Upon hearing this, the black-clad killer's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped the hope of life: "My level may not be high, but I am a professional killer! I am good at hiding my whereabouts and killing with one blow, and, and..."
There is a chance! As long as you show enough value, you may survive!
His eyes rolled around a few times, and a smug smile appeared on his face:
"I have full professional qualities. I only care about the reward, not the person. I accept old people, women, children... I have no morals, no bottom line, no entanglement, and I am straightforward. As long as the money is in place and it is within my ability, I will definitely satisfy you!"
"Very good. To reward you for your honesty," Qi Ji raised his head, stared into the other person's eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth, "I decided to give you a rare opportunity."
It was clearly an extremely moving and beautiful smile, but it made the black-clad killer feel a chill in his heart, and his instinctive intuition sent out a crazy warning, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake or a ferocious beast.
Chapter 138 Living Puppet
"Everyone, please go out for a moment," Qi Ji turned to the family of four not far away and said, "I want to talk to him alone."
Gary and his wife looked at each other, realized something, and felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
Without asking any more questions, they nodded in unison, then took the two children out of the room and closed the kicked-in door.
For a moment, Qi Ji and the black-clad killer were the only two people left in the slightly messy private room.
"Miss, what is your request... Please tell me." For some reason, the black-clothed killer's inner fear was churning uncontrollably, "Also, and, can you... put me down first? This... is very inconvenient..."
Qi Ji didn't say anything, but raised his right hand and pointed his palm at the black-clad killer's chest.
Seeing this, a strong sense of uneasiness burst out from his chest. His whole body trembled slightly, and his teeth tapped against each other:
"W-What are you going to do?!"
