Assassin Simulator: I deduced the accidental formula!

It is indeed as expected by Li Mo.

On the dark web side, whether or not the forces behind this organization have taken action, it is clear that the high-level officials have not yet known that the golden-level killer has died tragically.

Although the cause of death was their own poison.

The Yan family's father and son have already done a lot of irrational things under excessive panic.

The two of them were stunned after being frightened, and stayed in the room for a long time.

It wasn't until after sitting at noon until the evening that they realized that the dead artists were really not ready to take action, and they could only reluctantly choose to escape first.

"That devil is just playing with our psychology, he may not let us go at all, but if we stay where we are, we will only die earlier!

Yan Zhihui still had a mental breakdown.

Naturally, Yan Guozhang didn't say anything on the surface, but in his heart he was a little more dissatisfied with the son's unsatisfactory attitude.

"But it is also because of the conceit and arrogance of the dead artist that we have the last chance."

The old man didn't quite believe what he said.

There was no confidence, but Yan Zhihui shouted as if he had grabbed the last straw.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's right, it is because of his conceit that we have a chance to escape and ascend to heaven! When the sky is not high enough for the birds to fly abroad, I must make this house of death pay the price and let him know what..."

Yan Zhihui talked excitedly for a long time, but found that his father looked at him with a strange expression.

So he closed his mouth somewhat resentfully. He actually knew why, because at this time both father and son had been scared out of their minds.

What's the point of being rude?

Do you really have the guts to provoke that dead artist?

If you have the opportunity to escape, you will remain anonymous for the rest of your life, and you will never have to meet that terrifying demon again!

"Forget it, let's not talk about it for now, do you have a plan now?"

Yan Guozhang was unusually indifferent to his son.

But Yan Zhihui, under this great sadness and joy, has long been unable to notice these details, scratching his head helplessly, and kicking the chair next to him angrily.

"If I fucking knew, would I need to come back and ask you? I just don't know! Right now the Homeland Security Bureau is also holding on tight, although Death Artist may not reveal our actions for his own game. .."

"But a little careless, both of us are wanted for our appearance!"

"Sure enough, this waste has not grown at all."

Since Yan Guozhang was threatened by Li Mo, he used a brand new look to look at his child, but the more he looked at it, the more disappointed he felt.

He didn't say anything more, just took out his mobile phone and opened a map app.

"It's basically impossible to walk by sea now, but I have a new idea, and that is to go through here!"

Yan Guozhang pointed to a plateau area.

"If we intersperse from here, we can bring enough cold protection products across the border, and we can go directly to our neighboring country, and the distance is relatively short, what do you think?

What else can Yan Zhihui say at this time?

He was still the same frightened look.

"I think what you said is right, let's act quickly, the sooner we run, the greater the chance of surviving!

This guy doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with his despicable performance.

Anyway, shouldn't this bad old man be paving the way for his young man's future?

Although Yan Zhihui didn't say it explicitly, he thought so subconsciously.

And Yan Guozhang just stared at him deeply.

"Okay! Let's go.".

Then he walked into the door of the bedroom, took out his backpack and tried his best to put some hard currency, whether banknotes or gold bars, into his bag, and by the way, he hid a few small yellow croakers in the soles of his shoes, and then strode out. .

"Go and pack your things quickly, we have to leave within half an hour."

"Alright, alright, I know, or you can take it for me too!

Yan Zhihui was still trembling as before, trembling all over.

Unceremoniously calling his Laozi.

As Yan Guochao was packing his luggage, there was a strange light in his eyes as he muttered in his heart, but fortunately no one noticed this.

"You, you are always so lost!

Yan Guozhang deeply forgot his son, and suddenly showed a smile. He felt that a certain chain on his body was suddenly cut off, and then he suddenly felt relieved, and his waist and legs were much stronger.

So this one was very fast, and threw Yan Zhihui's luggage into the box very casually. If it could be stuffed, it couldn't go in, but he stepped on it directly with his feet, and just slammed the pile of clothes into the suitcase.

After that, Yan Guozhang picked up the piles of cosmetics, which was to disguise his father and son, and cherished them, and put them elsewhere in the suitcase.

"Yan Zhihui, Yan Zhihui, I think you should be able to understand. At that time, since the death artist has accepted Song Haoming's mouth and said that he should solve you first, don't blame my father for taking this time for him to escape."

As Yan Guozhang was packing his luggage, there was a strange light in his eyes as he muttered in his heart, but fortunately no one noticed this.

At this time, Li Mo finally got off the bus on the other side, where he was at a high-speed rail station.

"I haven't been to the 297 side of the plateau. I have heard the phrase since I was a child. The so-called, it is a magical way of heaven..."

It is rare for him to carry some luggage on him, in order to prevent some entertainment tools and clothes from being difficult to buy.

This time, in addition to catching up with the Yan family and his son, he has a more important thing, and that is to travel.

After all, the previous missions were just fine, they were just running between cities, but this time it really gave Li Mo a chance to appreciate the natural scenery, and he must have accepted it happily.

"But the Yan family's father and son are really strong.

He sighed silently, and then followed the crowd to the waiting room where the car was waiting for the car to come.

Li Mo was not idle either, he opened various travel tips and kept inquiring.

"So my plan is to first look at the natural scenery on the grassland, and then rush to stop the Yan family's father and son and finally go up the mountain. 99

He nodded, clearly satisfied with his plan.

Then Li Mo easily went to the hot water car in the waiting room to get a bottle of water and put it in his hand.

Then he snapped his fingers.

【Start the deduction!】

In an instant, the bustling place was completely silent, and everyone stopped and did not move.

Only Li Mo was left with Erlang's legs crossed alone, with countless dazzling digital torrents in his eyes.