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Chapter 2239 The retirement life of three killers

Everyone has been very busy recently, but the busiest one is still on the Thirteenth.

If there is a command, the Thirteenth must act immediately, with almost no rest time, and the tasks he is always inconspicuous but indispensable.

Whether it is collecting intelligence, surveillance, or intimidation and deterring someone, as long as Gao Yang calls him, the Thirteenth must do the things. But the problem is that these things cannot be done by just moving your legs. He also needs to study and prepare, but he still has to compress the preparation time to the shortest.

Fortunately, No. 13 has two helpers, namely Lion and Medusa.

It's strange that Lion and Medusa can be regarded as the two closest relationships with No. 13. They almost grew up together and received training together until the shadow was destroyed and then gained freedom at the same time. However, No. 13 had never joined forces with Lion and Medusa to perform any mission before.

So No. 13, Lion and Medusa are just familiar, but not friends, and they are not even colleagues. They are just a few strangers who are very, very familiar with each other.

Being familiar with each other's behaviors, ideas and routines is enough to allow them to cooperate to complete certain tasks, but there is absolutely nothing that can be called friendship, so that they can not be bound by emotions, that is, they can cooperate when they should cooperate, and when they should abandon them without hesitation. When they need to silence, they can also kill without mercy.

Of course, things like silence rarely happen, but anything will always be unexpected. Once something happens, the best candidate for silence against the killer is of course the killer.

Because they were very familiar strangers, the time No. 13 spent a long time with the Lion and Medusa, but their conversations except for the mission were less than ten sentences.

No. 13 was sleeping in a small and messy room. When his phone rang at four in the morning, No. 13 immediately reached out to answer the phone, as if he was not asleep at all.

Opening his eyes, lying on the bed. After hearing Gao Yang finish speaking, No. 13 immediately sat up, turned over and got out of bed, and left his hut. In an equally small and messy living room, he raised his voice slightly and said, "There is a task."

Ten seconds later, the door of another bedroom opened, and the lion walked out with a calm expression and said, "What."

No. 13 whispered: "Go to Rome and kill Mario's son."

The lion looked at the watch and said, "Time."

"ASAP."

The lion nodded. At this time, Medusa walked out of the bedroom with a lazy look on her face. After yawning, she reached out to tie her long hair into a ponytail while whispering: "Is there anything else to do?"

No. 13 looked at Medusa and suddenly said, "Your reaction is indeed a bit slow."

Medusa smiled slightly and said, "We are not killers anymore, we are retired."

No. 13 said lightly: "This is our last mission. After you finish it, you can leave, but before you leave, you will still be a killer. As a killer, you should not relax yourself."

Medusa yawned and smiled and said, "Whatever you say, we are just here to exchange for Big Ivan's favor. I think we are not killers, so we are not killers."

No. 13 shook his head and whispered: "No, I'm not a killer, I'm retired."
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