Although the washing machine has been initially built, it must be unrealistic to sell it now.

Not to say that Allen has not figured out how to sell it, that is to say, there are problems with the washing machine itself. although this washing machine is evaluated as an epoch-making product, it is mainly because of creative thinking, and the structure and materials inside are actually very simple, so it is not difficult to imitate them. In addition, the washing machine in front of me is really ugly, and it is necessary to pack it in the later stage.

So Dawn took out five hundred gold tickets and sent Alan away first, letting him take care of the production and sales problems. And Lena went to think about how to improve, uh. At least don't let it make a clattering sound all the time.

At night, Dawn held his rice bowl and said, "Lena, have you ever thought about giving the washing machine a name?"

Lena was stupefied, and then wondered, "name?" What's wrong with the washing machine? "

"it's too monotonous. Besides, we have to be brand conscious. How about Lena's washing machine? Well, you can also have a more domineering washing machine, the God of Light, . "

"Lena, the washing machine doesn't sound good. Er, Mr. Arthur, we can't do this. We have to respect God. "

"Ha ha," Tang Eng smiled disapprovingly.

"Don't you have a more common name?" Lena scratched her hair.

"ordinary, um, then Chinese pastoral cats, Chinese pastoral dogs and so on."

"Chinese pastoral cats? What is that? "

"it's a raccoon cat."

"Oh, let's call it a raccoon washing machine, hee hee. Why, Mr. Arthur, there are grains of rice next to your mouth. "

"then it's settled!" With that, Dawn casually stuck out his tongue and swept around and swallowed the rice.

At this time, Lena suddenly bowed her head and blushed, obviously thinking of something.

Yeah? Dawn frowned suddenly and waved out the oil lamp on the table.

The room was plunged into darkness, and then Lena was thrown under the table by Dawn.

Lena was about to let out a cry of surprise subconsciously, but was pressed back by one of Dawn's fingers. Shh.

Uh. Looking at Dawn close at hand, Lena's body was stiff and her heart was like beating a drum.

What does Mr. Arthur want? Is it. Uh, but this is a restaurant. I haven't finished dinner yet.

All kinds of strange thoughts flashed through Lena's mind like a kaleidoscope.

"Shh, there are people in the backyard. I'll go out and have a look. Stay here and don't move. Well, what's the matter with you? " The two were so close that although it was dark now, Dawn found something different about Lena.

"Ah. Oh, well, be careful. " Lena buried her head under her hair and sounded like a mosquito.

Yeah? Don took a strange look at Lena and quietly went up the stairs to the second floor.

Lena plucked her hair and looked from side to side, curled up and gently banged her forehead against the leg of the table. "Lena, what are you thinking?" You're dead. You. "

……

Dawn quietly went up to the second floor, opened the curtains slightly, and the backyard was dark.

But Dawn still vaguely saw a lying figure in the corner, probably frightened by the sudden extinction of the lights in the house. The man in black paused for a moment, then slowly got up and touched the back door and window to look inside.

Dawn narrowed his eyes and saw the dagger in the man's hand. Thieves? Assassin? What's going on.

Anyway, since you're here, stay!

When he opened the window, Dawn jumped and pounced on the shadow.

Yeah? The shadow looked up.

For dinner, Dawn naturally wore household clothes and a long-sleeved black cloth gown. If you jump directly now, there will naturally be some air-breaking sound.

The shadow looked up and was surprised to see a figure coming at him, but he reacted quickly and quickly handed out the dagger and stabbed Dawn in the heart.

Dawn's body suddenly moved three feet against common sense in the air, landed, his wrist shook, hissed, and the red awn quickly crashed into the attack range of the shadow with his figure.

The man missed, and seeing that Dawn's swift and violent attack had arrived, he could not help but chill in his heart and knew that he had met his opponent. Hurriedly sealed the dagger body, scratched the residual shadow of the road.

Because of professional needs, assassins are mostly good at explosive attacks rather than long-term defense. Now that the two assassins have met, it depends on who can suppress each other.

In the narrow space, there are many daggers on both sides.

Attack, attack, attack.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

A little spark is accompanied by a crisp crash, which is the confrontation of a pure dagger.

But in a few breaths, Ding and Dawn wiped it on the shadow's wrist and picked off each other's dagger.

The victory or defeat has been divided, and the red dagger drives straight in for a short moment. The lower abdomen of the shadow, the outside of the thigh, the arm and other non-lethal places were attacked. Blood spattered everywhere, Dawn was naturally not immune, in the ribs and a patch, the shadow lost all the ability to resist, paralyzed to the ground.

"the assassin. Tut-tut! " Although the two sides fought each other for less than ten seconds, Dawn has already confirmed the Shadow's career. "I don't understand. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer.". "

Leaning over, Dawn dagger stroked and took a piece of cloth from the other party's black clothes. Then he turned around the other person's right wrist a few times, temporarily stopping the gushing blood.

When all this was done, Dawn suddenly looked up and saw Lena's half-pale face trembling slightly on the back window.

With a smile and a wave, Dawn mentioned the man in black and left his backyard.

……

Deserted alleys a few streets away.

Dawn threw the man in black in the corner. "come on, who sent you?" What is the purpose? "

"ahem" the man in black spit out a mouthful of blood, and a hoarse voice came out under the scarf, "I fell, you do it."

The man in black simply confronted each other with a dagger, and he also confirmed Dawn's identity as an assassin. Now that Dawn is dressed in household clothes and has no camouflage on his face, needless to say, the importance of the true identity of the assassin, he naturally knows that he has no way to live.

"it's quite a work ethic." Dawn crouched beside the man in black. "I know you are not afraid of death, but there are many terrible things in this world than death, and the blood on your wrist will probably support you for half an hour." Well, are you sure you want me to do it? "

The man in black glanced at Don indifferently and stopped talking.

"well. Shit, I just had dinner, uh, have you had dinner yet. It doesn't matter if you don't answer, let's take a look at what you had for dinner. "

"."

"Hmm? I really didn't eat. So dedicated! Now you know why you lost. You don't have the strength to wield a knife without dinner. "

"Ah!" A scream.

"Sorry, my hand slipped. But when I was seriously discussing the issue of eating with you, you fainted, which is too humiliating. Well, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered, I don't know how to sew. Time is tight, time is tight, let's see how brave you are next. Well, I'm sure it must be big! "

"Wow."

"what did you say? Oh, there's a scarf in the way. "

"I say, I say!"

"did you say that? What a pity, and then there is the artificial fountain game. Well, there's still plenty of time. Let's enjoy it first. "

"."

Half ringing, Dawn frowned and walked out of the alley.

"the Thieves Union? Beth? Shit, this gun is lying. "

"Ah, ah!" A black crow landed on the crystal pillar of street lighting.

Stop, look up, and sweep away with indifferent eyes.

The black crow suddenly soared into the air and flew away.