Chapter 110: Found What She's Good At

This home invasion murder case was ultimately ruled self-defense based on the testimony of the homeowner Hua Ling; the Guard Corps that came to register it, after collecting a corpse disposal fee, dragged away the body of the street thug who had no background.

However, the blood on the ground had to be cleaned by the homeowner herself; Hua Ling, somewhat dazed, picked up a mop and wiped up that pool of blood on the ground.

Hill had intended to help, but after speaking, she heard Hua Ling cry out in surprise, then look at her with some terror.

The steamed bun hair girl who reacted quickly apologized to Hill, but Hill could sense her good friend's fear of her.

Hua Ling was a normal person; even knowing Hill had killed for her sake, after seeing the scene of Hill smiling while killing, she found it hard to suppress her awe of her good friend.

And to cover this up, she showed a somewhat forced smile and said: "I'll clean up here, Hill, you go take a bath."

Hill nodded and went to take a bath; when she came out, the ground had already been cleaned clean. As she was somewhat worried about her friend's condition and went to knock on her friend's room door to ask how she was, the steamed bun hair girl's room door had already been locked from the inside.

And hearing Hill's voice asking, from inside came the steamed bun hair girl's somewhat nervous reply: "Hill, I'm fine, just a bit tired, want to sleep and rest, you go back to your room to sleep and rest too."

Hill was somewhat silent; she felt from her good friend something like the feeling of her former younger brother. Although she understood this wasn't her friend's fault, she was still somewhat sad.

"Okay."

She didn't open her mouth to say anything for herself, answered with an okay, and went back to her own room.

Last night, she and Hua Ling were still in one quilt, talking about some things for the future.

But...

"Hua Ling, I plan to move out."

The next day, at the silent rice bowl, Hill proposed her idea.

"Ah, why?"

The steamed bun in Hua Ling's hand fell onto the table; she subconsciously asked it out, but after seeing Hill's naturally airheaded gaze, she quickly looked away, and had an answer in her heart.

Hill was indeed a clumsy person in doing things, but sometimes she was very meticulous; she would notice when others were injured, and the reason she knew the other party was because of an OK Bang.

"I feel it's not too good to keep living at your home (even though I only stayed two nights); your parents will be back soon, and if I leave now, I won't add too much trouble for them."

"Hill..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you have a place to go?"

"I plan to go to Nan Jie side and first rent a house to live."

"Nan Jie is quite far from Chinatown; how will you manage going to and from work every day?"

"It's fine; I'm preparing to change jobs."

At the rice bowl, silence fell again.

Hua Ling struggled for a long time, but after breakfast was finished, she still didn't make up her mind to keep her friend.

"Then, Lingling, thank you for taking care of me these past two days."

Hill carried the bundle, just like when she came, except now she was preparing to leave.

"Hill, I'm sorry."

"Lingling, you haven't wronged me; you've always taken good care of me."

"Take this knife with you; if you meet bad people again, you can use it for self-defense."

Hua Ling handed the kitchen knife to Hill.

"Thank you."

"Take care."

"Mm."

After leaving the district where her friend was located, Hill became homeless again.

She went to Nan Jie, preparing to find a house to live in there.

Unfortunately, she searched for a long time but couldn't find a suitable place; either the rent was too expensive, or the place was too noisy.

Hill preferred reading books, so she liked quieter places.

In the evening, resting on a long bench by the street, the girl with a somewhat long reflex arc finally felt somewhat desolate.

Last night, shouldn't she have taken the knife and killed that drug-addled man who wanted to kill her friend? As Hill was thinking this, three knife-wielding men came to her side.

"Do you have some business?"

Looking at the three approaching with ill intent, Hill asked somewhat naturally airheadedly.

"You still dare to ask what business? You killed our companion; won't you think that because the Guard Corps ruled it self-defense, the matter is over?"

The leader holding a bloodied saber asked with malice; these three and the man killed last night, Hua Ling's ex-boyfriend, were actually drug buddies.

"We heard about your situation; your family was killed by us just now. Unexpectedly, your home is quite wealthy, but now it's your turn."

Another said, still holding a bag of money in his hand.

"A life for a life; if you obediently listen, we might not spare your life."

The relationship between these three and the man killed last night wasn't actually good enough to avenge him; they just heard that a young girl killed the man in self-defense, and got the idea to extort some money.

When they heard about Hill's home and went to extort, Hill's parents showed off their wealth; during the argument, Hill's father was killed.

Since a life was lost, these three simply went all out and killed Hill's mother and younger brother together, directly seizing the wealth.

And before dying, Hill's mother said this money was given by the person who bought her daughter; the three didn't know who bought Hill, but it didn't hinder them from coming over to try to extort more.

"Are my parents and younger brother all dead?"

Hill asked.

"Yeah, how about it, scared? If you're scared..."

The man hadn't finished speaking when the girl who suddenly leaned close slit his throat.

"Although I'm not very sad, in this situation, I should avenge them, right?"

Hill asked somewhat unsurely.

She held the self-defense knife her friend gave her, but suddenly drew it and slit the throat of the nearest man while he was off guard.

"Bastard, you bastard?!"

The other two were startled and hurriedly raised the long sabers in their hands; the man at the second distance slashed toward the girl.

"Don't know why, but usually I'm always clumsy, yet now I feel my mind is very clear, as if I can do anything that way."

Hill dodged the long saber's attack by a hair's breadth; the blade severed a lock of her beautiful hair, but the girl who saw this scene felt no fear at all.

Only her focus heightened, she slashed the kitchen knife in her hand toward the man in front of her, who subconsciously closed his eyes when cutting someone down.

Fresh blood sprayed; Hill spun like a flower butterfly and arrived before the other person, and before the other party could reveal a terrified expression and stab their knife over, she advanced one step and drove the kitchen knife into their throat.

In less than a single breath, the frail, absent-minded girl killed three vicious adult males, standing in a fountain of blood as if baptized.

Hill thought of last night and the present, and suddenly felt she seemed to have found something she was good at.

"Why not become an assassin from now on, and make a living by killing from now on."

Hill looked at the knife in her hand and muttered to herself.

And she also truly felt that being an assassin might be a career with relatively better prospects for herself.

"Ah, now doesn't seem like the time to say this; I should first find a place to settle down, but where exactly should I go to live?"

Hill looked at the blood on her body and suddenly became a bit troubled; going to find a place to live looking like this, she would certainly be treated as a bad guy by others and then reported to the Guard Corps, right? "Are you alright?"

Just as she was a bit troubled, a voice suddenly came from above her head; Hill raised her head and saw a boy descending from the sky in the sunset's afterglow.

Broly didn't care about the three corpses on the ground, merely looking with some concern at the blood-stained girl, worried about her condition.

(Chapter End)