Greatest Assassin
Chapter 43

His blood-red eyes were still staring blankly at Aiken's eyes. A gust of wind blew quite roughly, wagging a few strands of disheveled hair. Aiken was still standing in silence waiting for the girl to speak up. But quietly, not a word came out of the girl's mouth.

Aiken frowned, his head tilted. He clucked in annoyance, then turned around and walked away.

"Wait!" The girl finally spoke up. Kevin stopped, turned around and looked back at the girl under the dim streetlight.

"Finally you want to talk. Whatdoyouwant? I don't have time to wait for you to keep quiet like this" Aiken said, shrugging both shoulders.

"Help me .. I need your help." The girl slowly moved her legs closer to Aiken. Both of his hands were outstretched, as if asking for the help of the young man in front of him.

His eyes were still empty, his hands outstretched, like zombies wanting to pounce on. Aiken frowned, inexplicably his feet stepped back, away from the girl.

"What help do you need from me? What's wrong with you? And who are you?" kevin asked, his feet continuing to step back as he and the girl were only a meter away.

The girl stopped just below another street light. The dim light shone on her straight purple hair, as well as her blood-red eyeballs. Aiken stopped, looking back at the girl in silence.

His body began to twitch strangely, the sound of bones being moved ya sounding shrill in the ears. Like a broken bone, Aiken shuddered in horror. The purple hair slowly began to fade, mixed with a thick red liquid that also descended from above the head, dripping down his face and body.

Aiken's eyes widened, he again stepped back slowly away from the girl. He still stretched out his two hands, as if asking Aiken for help. He would move his legs again, but his body began to crack, and right in front of Aiken. The girl's body exploded, forming a thick red liquid that smelled of carnation.

Once again Aiken was made wild. I don't understand what his eyes are catching right now. His head shook violently, occasionally his slightly trembling right hand rubbed his temples.

"What just happened?" Aiken stepped his feet closer to the thick red liquid. The rancid smell instantly tightened his nose as Aiken approached the girl's body which turned into a thick red liquid.

Aiken crouched down, his right hand outstretched, about to touch the thick red liquid before him. But suddenly his hand felt numb, he could not feel the movement he made.

"What's this?"

Aiken swung violently his hand, but still he could not feel. A crack appeared on the back of his hand, Aiken was wide in disbelief. He blinked his eyes several times, hoping that what he saw would never happen.

But it could not be patis when suddenly the crack on the back of his hand slowly faded into a thick red liquid that seemed to smell rancid.

"Why this? What's wrong with me!" Aiken kept swinging his hand violently, trying to keep the thick red liquid away from him.

But when his face felt numb, his left hand that was still intact felt his face. Not feeling anything, his hands felt touching something fragile. His eyes tried to glance at the face, his hands were back on his right cheek.

And the same thing happened. His face also faded, becoming a thick red liquid that smelled of rancid nose. His head shook violently, but his smudging face could not stop him.

"No!" Aiken shouted as loud as possible. His body slowly faded away, making him a thick blood red liquid.

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"Huh ... huh!" Aiken woke up.

Cold sweat dripped his forehead and neck. His hands again groped his face, and his other body. Nothing, Aiken stood up. He looked at himself in front of the mirror. Several times his hands groped his limbs, but there were no cracks or flesh that melted into blood.

"Dream only?" Aiken heaved a sigh of relief, rubbing his chest.

Aiken was quite surprised when he got a strange dream as well as gripping for him. It is undeniable that the dream really made him mentally affected. When he looked at his face in front of the mirror, the dream came back to his mind.

Aiken immediately splashed his face with water in the sink, trying to forget his nightmare. Occasionally his hands slapped softly on both cheeks, shaking roughly his head.

"Why did that dream come to me? I'm really confused. What a strange dream," muttered Aiken.

His phone vibrated, Aiken flinched. His hand grabbed the flat object, then looked at a message from Alex.

"There duty? No, I just have to come to Reco's headquarters."

Aiken sighed softly, then stood up. Snatched his jacket and stepped out of the room.

The scorching sun started to feel hot as Aiken stood outside the room. His right hand covered a face that was feeling hot.

Alex and Alesya seem busy on her computer screen. Sometimes Alex sips a glass of coffee that has not reflected a thin smoke on the table. Occasionally Alesya stretched her neck painfully, as well as her fingers that felt throbbing.

"Alex, why are you calling me?" ask Aiken. He sat behind Alex, resting his body leaning against the chair.

"There's a strange case" Alex said as he looked at Aiken.

"Freak case? What case is that?" aiken asked, his face looking relaxed.

"Lately many people who when coming home from work at night. Suddenly something happened, their bodies suddenly exploded and became blood." Alex looked enthusiastic, but his face was a little scared.

"Well!" Aiken swerved, his hand tightly holding the handle of the chair.

"Why? You're like that freaked out?" Alex frowned.

"It's the same as I dreamed!"

"the dream? So you mean your dream came true?" alex asked, his tone half-little.

"I heard your taunting tone. I really had that dream last night! I'm still afraid to look at my face in front of the mirror." Aiken shuddered in horror, his hands seemed to be clasped tightly.

"Couldn't you? This must not be a coincidence." Alex stroked his chin, his eyes seemed to twitch strangely.

"So, how should I go? I don't want to be told to know. I'm really scared."

"Heh .. You can be scared too. Smart to kill, and do not hesitate to hurt anyone. But dapet dream it was just straight shrinking the guts." Alex looked at the ignorant Aiken.

"You don't know what I've been through in my dreams. It's real!"

"So, what's this business? Should we just let it?"

"Hey friend. Are your eyes unhealthy? Where are the other Reco members? Why should I? My job is to kill, not to be a detective" Aiken said at length. Alex chuckles.