PS: Some readers said that the assassin was stupid, but in fact, he was not stupid. If it was an ordinary rich man, the assassin would have succeeded long ago. However, when faced with a cheater like the protagonist, who had even designed every step for the assassin to go through, this was not an assassin being stupid, but a suppression of strength.
PS: Why did I write the killer plot? It was designed for the promotion of yy live streaming. yy live streaming really didn't have any good way to promote it, so I thought of such a brainstorm.
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wonder Michael was in such a sorry state. Although the wave he released was only 60cm high, the height of the sewer was only 1m. His usually proud 195cm height had become the most painful part of him.
That was why he walked on…on…on…like this.
Now that the water was 60 centimeters high, he was naturally in a sorry state.
The waves kept coming, and it took more than 10 minutes. Michael was also washed for 10 minutes. It happened to be late winter, and the weather was cold. The water in the pool was at least 4 - 5 degrees Celsius.
Michael was drenched and shivering from the cold.
"F * ck, why are you releasing water in the middle of the night!”
As he cursed, the water finally stopped.
Michael regrouped and continued to move forward.
"Oh no…"
He was stunned for a moment. He fumbled around in his backpack, and his expression changed.
"My backpack was washed away!”
It turned out that the situation was too chaotic. He didn't pay attention to his backpack and it was washed away. There were important things like the manor construction blueprint and props inside. Especially the manor's engineering blueprint, which was even more important. Without it, he would probably be digging underground and would be finished if he reached a dead end.
"Fortunately, I was prepared! As a professional, I always have countless trump cards!”
Michael flicked his wet hair and looked handsome.
He rolled up his sleeves.
An intricate tattoo appeared on his arm.
Don't ask what it was, it was unprofessional.
As a professional killer, even a tattoo must have an important role. This tattoo was actually the construction blueprint of the manor. The markings on the sewers were very detailed.
The live broadcast room was filled with 666 comments.
"F * ck, tattooed architectural drawings! The main character's skill in Prison Break!”
"This killer is awesome!"
"You came prepared!"
"As expected of an international assassin, professional enough!”
At this moment, Michael looked at the engineering blueprint on his arm and re-calculated his position. After precise calculations, he finally found the fastest sewer to the villa.
"Go forward 45 meters and you'll have a passage to the left. This passage goes another 15 meters and you'll reach the sewer exit of the garden behind the villa."”
He revealed a triumphant smile.
However, after walking 25 meters, he was dumbfounded.
There were no passages on the blueprint at all!
He carefully looked at the blueprint of the arm tattoo, then looked at his own position…He looked back and forth a few times. There was indeed a passage here, right?
"F * ck you!"
In his mind, the construction of the city's sewers was extremely strict. They had to be built according to the blueprint, or they would be severely punished. Therefore, he never thought that there would be a problem with the architectural blueprint.
When Ye Xuan saw this, he laughed and explained to the live broadcast room.
"Let me interject here. These engineering blueprints were actually submitted to the municipal government for filing. However, for security reasons during the construction, the blueprints were fake to deceive those with ulterior motives. The correct blueprints were only stored in the manor.”
"23333~~" The live broadcast room was filled with laughter. It was simply going crazy.
More than 20 minutes had passed. As more and more people found out about this matter, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room had reached 28 million. Many people were woken up by the phone call and crawled out of their beds.
An advertisement worth 1 billion?
It was probably more than that. Even an advertising fee of 1.5 billion might not have this effect.
It was unknown who started the trend, but they started to give out tips. As time went by, more and more tips were given out. There were almost hundreds of tips every second. Some of the higher ones even gave tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of tips. In total, they gave out tens of millions of RMB.
The entire live broadcast room exploded with popularity.
At this moment, Michael was circling the sewers, looking for a way. He soon discovered that the blueprints that he had painstakingly tattooed on his arm were fake. There were five tunnels on the blueprints, but in reality, two of them were too small for a small person to enter. The remaining three were simply mud walls.
He finally found a 70-cm diameter path that led to the villa.
"I've finally found it. Haha, Ye Xuan, I'm here!”
Michael, who was covered in dirty water, shouted in ecstasy.
He didn't hesitate to enter the 70-centimeter tunnel.
Finally!
After a 25-meter long crawl, he came to the bottom of the sewer exit. The sewer cover was right above his head.
The live broadcast room was filled with shouts.
"F * ck! I see the manhole cover! He's coming out!”
"At this time, I suddenly had a bold idea, hehehe ~"
"I also have a bold idea, hehehe ~"
"Boss, why don't we crush the manhole cover with a big rock?”
"Rock!"
"Rock!"
"Rock!"
The live broadcast room was filled with a uniform wave of "crushing rocks". It was simply too high.
Ye Xuan's face twitched as he watched. This was too f * cking bad for the audience.
However, since the audience in the live broadcast room was so excited, Ye Xuan didn't want to ruin it. He took the walkie-talkie and ordered the security personnel.
Soon, the two security guards worked together to carry a large rock weighing dozens of kilograms and placed it above the manhole cover.
The live broadcast room was filled with laughter.
"Hahaha! He's already rolling on the ground!”
"Hey, what hurts?" Oh, so my conscience is hurting.”
"My conscience is hurting 1!"
"My conscience is hurting 10086!”
And the gifts were even more ferocious. It was simply crazy. There were tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.
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I've updated five chapters today. That's all for now. I'll continue tomorrow…I'm tired.]
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