I Am A Killer

I AM A KILLER: CHAPTER 1 ♦ I AM HUNGRY

"We are childhood friends!" Learning from his previous experience, Xudong didn't say much more than what was asked of him. This girl must have been injected with rooster blood! How terrifying!

An old Chinese health craze about injecting chicken blood into oneself. This was believed to cause one to become stronger and more aggressive. In Chinese online slang speak, it is used to describe overly excited people and celebrity crazed fangirls. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicken-blood_therapy

"Last question, what was your intention in coming here in the middle of the night?"

What, is, my, intention? Yeah right, as if he wanted to do something to her! Xudong replied resentfully, "I heard you got into a traffic accident, so I came by to check on you. I really didn't have any malicious intents!"

Qin Xuan measured his pulse and was able to determine that he definitely did not practice any martial arts, and would not be a threat to her. (Xudong wanted to cry: Big Sister, who the hell is threatening who here?). She retrieved her knife and sat down next to the bed. There were injuries all over her body, and what she needed most now was rest. She needed to quickly recover and deal with the current bizarre situation.

Yin Xudong who was kneeling next to the bed struggled to stand up and sat down on the corner furthest away from Qin Xuan, his eyes observing her every movement intensely. Unfortunately, it was too dark, and he could barely make out her facial expressions. He couldn't tell whether she has gone insane or not, so he asked cautiously, "Hey, are you alright? What happened?"

The little innocent rabbit has turned into a demoness? The Qin Xuan he knew and the one right here were totally different! Even if it was a traffic accident, she wouldn't suddenly change this much, right? Tonight he had followed his mother's instructions to come over and check up on her injuries. How did it end up like this?

Xudong carefully watched as Qin Xuan silently rested on her bed. Seeing that she was feeling better, he swallowed his saliva and asked in a whisper, "Are you alright?"

Not even her eyebrows twitched in response.

"You... don't seem to be alright, do you want to go see the doctor?" Not just seemingly, you are definitely not alright! Your behavior is not any different than that of mental patients! Damnit! Just a few of her kicks has caused his skin to swell with bruises. So painful!

Qin Xuan opened her eyes, she shot a cold glare towards the nuisance in the room and offhandedly threw her knife. The knife narrowly slid past his ears and sliced off several strands of his hair before hitting the wall and falling down, causing clanging sounds.

Cold sweat streamed down Xudong's back. He looked down at the knife quietly lying on the ground. Isn't this the very same knife that was intimately connected to his life and death just a moment ago? Mother! She has really gone insane?! After the shock passed, anger began to well up. If she had been just slightly careless, he and his little life would have already said goodbye to this world!

Qin Xuan looked down at her own hands while opening and closing them intently. The foundation of this body was seriously lacking. It couldn't even impale the knife into the wall? This body was truly equal to a waste.

Qin Xuan lifted her head to look towards Xudong, who had been breathing and mumbling this whole time, her frown deepening. Should I silence him by taking his life? Even though assassins like her had a strict code and did not casually kill people, exceptions could be made in special situations like these.

Xudong was unaware that this frail seeming girl was currently debating internally whether or not she should kill him. He breathed in deeply and suppressed his anger, "I'm not angry, not angry, it's only a knife, it almost took my life, but it missed! Even though I nearly died, I won't get angry!"