roccoschili Chapter 215 Silent Assassination
Chapter 215 Silent Assassination
Chapter 215 Silent Assassination
At the entrance of Sanhui Lane, there is a snack shop.
This shop is extremely famous for its duck blood vermicelli soup; at mealtimes, there's always a long queue outside the shop.
Besides residents from the nearby neighborhood, many students and workers also came to enjoy the food.
As they gathered, they inevitably began to discuss the current situation.
It describes the exploitative methods of capitalists.
This made the small shops on the street even more lively.
Where the crowd gathered, Chi Tiecheng, dressed as a worker, was squatting on the ground, shoveling duck blood vermicelli soup into his mouth.
He would occasionally look up and glance in the direction of the street corner.
Undeterred by the lack of any trace of the target, Chi Tiecheng simply lowered his head again.
Just then, a 28-inch bicycle slowly rode by at the entrance of the alley.
Sitting in the car was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a light gray Zhongshan suit and thick glasses on his nose.
Two salted fish were hanging on the frame.
As the middle-aged man rode his bicycle to the shop at the entrance of the alley, he glanced at the bustling storefront and a look of excitement immediately appeared on his face.
He slowed down and pulled over in front of the shop.
"Old Zhang, give me two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup to go. I'll bring you the dishes and utensils tomorrow."
"No problem, Mr. Ge, please sit down. It'll be ready in a moment." The busy shopkeeper looked up and glanced at the person who had come in. A bright smile immediately appeared on his face, indicating that the two were quite familiar with each other.
Mr. Ge was also an approachable person. After nodding, he glanced around and noticed that there was an unused stool where Chi Tiecheng was sitting.
Mr. Ge stopped his car and walked over.
As the figure gradually approached, Chi Tiecheng had no intention of getting up to offer him a seat. He took a spoonful of duck blood vermicelli soup with his chopsticks and made a satisfied chewing sound.
Seeing that Mr. Ge had already sat down next to him, Chi Tiecheng finally looked up and glanced at him.
He nodded without making a sound.
Chi Tiecheng then ate even faster.
A minute or two later, after finishing a large bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup, Chi Tiecheng stood up and placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table beside him. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the moment he put down the bowl and chopsticks, his body slipped, and he fell towards Mr. Ge.
Mr. Ge was also taken aback by this unexpected turn of events.
He frantically raised his arm, trying to help the fallen Chi Tiecheng, and the two grown men ended up embracing each other.
"Oh my god, that scared me to death."
"Sir, thank you for your help. If I had fallen, I might have gotten hurt."
After regaining his footing, Chi Tiecheng quickly put on a smile and looked at Mr. Ge with gratitude.
"no big deal."
Mr. Ge looked rather frail, but unexpectedly he was quite aloof. Faced with Chi Tiecheng's words of gratitude, he not only did not show the slightest smile, but instead frowned impatiently.
After seeing Chi Tiecheng's attire, a hint of disdain and resistance flashed deep in her eyes. Chi Tiecheng, however, was not angered by this.
The moment he bent down to stand up, his eyes instantly fixed on Mr. Ge's face.
"Sir, is your surname Ge?"
"Ge Haoyu?"
This sudden inquiry startled Mr. Ge, the shop owner, who was slightly taken aback, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"you know me?"
After a moment of surprise, Ge Haoyu seemed to realize something instantly. He immediately stood up and made a move to rush out of the shop.
However, he was still too slow.
Just as Ge Haoyu made his move, Chi Tiecheng reached around his waist and a gleaming dagger fell into his hand.
With weapons in hand, the urge to kill arose spontaneously. Chi Tiecheng stepped forward, and without anyone noticing, he had already leaped behind Ge Haoyu.
Just as Ge Haoyu was about to cry for help, Chi Tiecheng's dagger pierced Ge Haoyu's lower back from below.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."
After being stabbed several times, Ge Haoyu's body immediately began to tremble.
He tried to call for help, but Chi Tiecheng was prepared. He reached out and covered his mouth with one hand. With a strong pull from Chi Tiecheng, Ge Haoyu's slender and delicate body was immediately pulled back.
He put it back on the stool.
After doing all this, Chi Tiecheng did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood there and watched Ge Haoyu slowly lower his head before stepping out of the small shop at the alley entrance.
He quickly blended into the crowd in the streets and alleys.
Four or five minutes passed after Chi Tiecheng left before a new customer entered. While looking for an empty seat, the customer saw the seat next to Ge Haoyu.
He walked over and first smelled a strong stench of blood.
But this shop mainly sells duck blood vermicelli soup, so it's normal for it to have a fishy smell, and the customer didn't pay any attention to it.
He first looked up and called out to the chef in the shop's kitchen, telling him what he wanted to order, before turning to look at Ge Haoyu.
Seeing that Ge Haoyu kept his head down, the new guest who had just entered the door pouted in dissatisfaction.
Just as he was about to pick up the teapot on the table and pour himself a bowl of water, Ge Haoyu, who was sitting upright on the stool with his head down, suddenly swayed and fell directly to the ground.
"boom!"
After a muffled thud, Ge Haoyu's back was exposed.
The blood-covered body and clearly visible knife wounds immediately startled the diners who had just entered.
"ah……."
"Killing!"
With a piercing scream, the customer lost all appetite and rushed out of the shop at the street corner in a panic.
As he screamed and cried out, the customers in the shop looked over and saw Ge Haoyu lying on the ground, clearly dead for some time. They immediately dropped their rice bowls and ran out in a rush.
At the same time, the shop owner, who was cooking duck blood and vermicelli soup, also rushed over upon hearing the news.
Upon seeing that the deceased was Ge Haoyu, the shop owner collapsed to the ground.
"It's over... it's over..."
"My God, Mr. Ge is dead here! How am I supposed to do my business?!" Amidst the screams, the shop owner burst into tears. His mournful and pained expression seemed even more agonizing than that of Ge Haoyu's family.
The boss was so terrified that he lost his mind, but there were calm people in the crowd.
The students, workers, and neighbors might even gather around to watch the spectacle.
But those seasoned gourmets who came because of its reputation were all well-traveled and knowledgeable. After a brief moment of panic, someone stepped forward.
"Boss, stop yelling and call the police!"