Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

At night, An Moxue stood in front of the window wearing a motorcycle suit and looked at the scenery outside.

She felt that the dimly lit night was particularly charming, because after tonight, some bed bugs would disappear from this wonderful world, which made her happy to think about it.

Ding ding, the phone rang, An Moxue picked it up, "Well... No need... Just start on time."

She hung up the phone and glanced at her watch. It was ten minutes to ten o'clock. Yes, the lively nightlife of Hong Kong Island had just begun, and it was time for our actions to begin.

She put on a red fox mask, went out, rode her modified motorcycle, and disappeared into the mountainside villa.

In the viewing villa area, An Moxue parked his motorcycle next to a green plant, which blocked his view very well. He couldn't see the motorcycle at all unless he went to the side.

She jumped all the way to the villa she had observed the day before, listened carefully, and only felt two long breaths.

She quickly jumped into the yard, found her target, and started fighting with the people inside.

"Here, there is an enemy attack." Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, An Moxue's dagger cut his throat.

He covered the gushing neck with his hands, full of disbelief, and only said "you!" before falling to the ground.

The second person who came over had a samurai sword in his hand and slashed An Moxue vertically. She turned sideways and dodged gracefully. The person who came followed him with another slash, and another, each one faster than the last.

"That's interesting!" She said, and the crossbow arrow in her hand flew out and hit the man directly in the face.

He originally thought that An Moxue would meet his attack head-on, but he didn't expect that there was a hidden weapon. Without noticing, the arrow was inserted into his hair and nailed to the wall behind, making a shallow buzzing sound, and he was frightened. Cold sweat - nearly hit by an arrow.

The angry man drew his knife faster, and An Moxue flew out another arrow. At the same time, a bullet was fired from a pistol in his left hand.

One arrow after another, the man only dodged the arrow, but the bullet hit him right between the eyebrows, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

An Moxue looked at her watch, four minutes and thirty-seven seconds. It seemed that she would have to go faster next time.

She put away the two arrows on the ground and the wall, picked up the samurai sword on the ground, and looked at it repeatedly, "It's not bad." Then she took it into the space, lifted the two people, and threw them on the floor of the living room.

"As expected of the Kuroda family, they have taken away so many treasures from our Lan country." An Moxue said, picking up a half-person-high vase on the ground and taking a look, it was a painted vase with nine dragon patterns. This was a tribute from that year. , it should be something belonging to the palace, so I collected it.

Then, An Moxue collected everything in the villa, including safes in the basement and bedroom, as well as several luxury cars in the garage.

After collecting it, An Moxue poured some diesel in the villa, poured the last bit on the two people, then lit it and quickly left the villa.

When she left the villa area on her motorcycle, she looked back and saw that she hadn't seen the standing house yet. It was good, it would take some time.

Next target, the racecourse, let’s set off.

It is said that the young master of the Kuroda family has recently become obsessed with horse betting. He stays at the racecourse day and night. If there is an equestrian competition, he will bet on horses. If not, he will study various horses and even sleep with the horses.

An Moxue rode her motorcycle to the racecourse in Central.

When they arrived at the racecourse, the gate was closed long ago. An Moxue parked the motorcycle aside, climbed on the gate, and jumped into the courtyard wall.

She found the stables by familiar means, and saw a short man with his head lowered, talking to a black horse next to him, his expression serious and serious.

"Kuroda Chuuji." When the man heard someone calling his name, he looked up out of habit and saw a flash of silver light. A line of blood flew out of his neck, and he fell down.

An Moxue put away the dagger, looked at the time, four seconds, and turned around to leave.

Before she even walked out of the racecourse, she heard a frightened scream coming from the direction of the stables - "Ah! Kuroda goes first!"

She speeded up and left here.

The third target venue - Wan Chai Bar Street.

She rode her motorcycle towards Wan Chai Bar Street. On the way, she saw two gangs fighting with machetes, one of which was from the Orca Gang.

She just slowed down a little, took a look, speeded up, and left here.

In the bar street, there are many strange clothes. An Moxue's motorcycle suit and fox mask did not attract people's attention. There are many people who come here to fish for Kaizi like this, but no one will care unless they are interested in her. .

An Moxue parked her motorcycle in front of a bar, held the key in her hand, and entered the bar casually.

I went over to ask the bartender for a bottle of beer, and walked casually in the bar with it in my hand.

It was almost early in the morning, and the bar was bustling. An Moxue had her sights set on her target, found the box and entered.

There were only three men inside, sitting one foot apart, some distance apart, and a few women, all in the arms of the men, with their heads lowered, drinking wine, and laughing softly.

An Moxue went over and hugged a person, and then the dagger in her hand slit his throat. The man fell silent before he could see who killed him.

The woman next to him looked at An Moxue in horror without making a sound. An Moxue raised her index finger to her and made a quiet gesture. The woman blinked her eyelids and did not move again. An Moxue whispered to her. Say "Be good."

Then he stood up gracefully and went to the second person. Until this time, no third person noticed that a person was dead in the box.

Then, she picked up the bottle of wine and said to the woman next to the second person: "Borrow it first." The woman was reluctant, but was moved by the money An Moxue put in her hand and moved it aside.

An Moxue said "thank you" to her, then sat next to the man and leaned towards him. At the same time, the dagger slashed across the man's neck again.

This time, the woman screamed in terror, and An Moxue said to her, "You're not good!" As he said that, the dagger flew out and nailed the third man's left chest.

The man's eyes widened, and the blood on his chest instantly turned red.

"Shut up." An Moxue said, and said, "If you are smart, leave quickly. I haven't been here tonight."

She didn't want to kill innocent people, so she turned around and left the box, trotted out of the bar, and left here on her motorcycle.

The three women in the box look at me and I look at you, what should I do?

The first woman who was frightened but said nothing said: "Let's pretend that nothing happened and what else will we do after we go out! When people find out, we will tell you that we were fine when we went out, okay? Otherwise , we will die."

The other two glanced at each other, one said "Okay," and the other nodded, and the three of them left the private room. However, if you look carefully, you can see that their steps were a little wandering and a little chaotic.