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Chapter 2: Into another world by mistake 2

When the bodyguards arrived at the sixth floor, the little girl in the elevator had already reached the top floor

The iron door leading to the staircase of the rooftop was locked tightly. The little girl took out her pistol, opened the lock of the iron door with a 'bang', ran to the balcony quickly, looked downstairs, and the car parked on the second floor was nowhere to be found.

The little girl observed around her and was about to climb over the building next door

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a white aperture appeared in the sky. The dark purple-red petals rolled over, and the petals covering the sky

Even the little girl who has always been calm can't help but be shocked

Suddenly, the wall clock on the opposite building rang, dong, dong, dong...——12 noon...

The next day, the big news report said that the chairman of the famous xx group was assassinated and was taken over by xx... The killer was a girl with unknown identity. It is said that at that time, the power room staff was stunned. CCTV detected that the killer left the elevator and disappeared...

...

Mo Yang, thirteen years old, is a killer who has been trained since he was five years old. His marksmanship and various concealment skills have been trained hard, followed by various talents, such as drinking, socializing, dancing, violin, calligraphy, etc., are all used to attract targets, and the ultimate goal is to assassinate them...

Petals danced around, drifting in the wind, like a strange snow lake ripples. Petals fell to the lake, causing fish to play with each other and ripples

Mo Yang opened his eyes and saw this scene. He couldn't react. The flowers here turned out to be black mandalas, and they were in patches. The dark purple-red color was like a black fragrance that was stained with blood. The faint fragrance spreads in the air, which will make people feel a slight dizziness. Everything is quiet. Occasionally, the rustling sound of the wind blowing...

I vaguely remember being sucked into the white aperture. Where is this? Why is she here? Her white skirt is still spotless, and she still holds a light pistol tightly in her hand. The assassination was successful.
Chapter completed!
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