360: Ellie's Story

Ellie's fair face gradually warmed by the hot noodle soup, turning pink.

Her skin was rosy white, crystal clear, like a ripe white cherry.

Pan Han ate and admired her, feeling very comfortable in his heart.

Before, Pan Han had treated Chen Yun the same way, but every time he looked at her like this during a meal, he would be met with disdain.

Chen Yun's disdain for him was written all over her face; even a fool could see it.

It was a pity that Pan Han was still a simp back then and didn't care at all.

Now, he could freely admire the most beautiful woman on this planet, and she was very cooperative.

After Pan Han finished his noodles, he looked at the north wind outside the window and suddenly thought of Chen Yun; he wondered how she and the dog-like Li Long were doing.

Seeing Pan Han lost in thought, Ellie asked, "Boss, what are you thinking about?"

"You might not believe it, but I was thinking about my ex-girlfriend," Pan Han blurted out subconsciously, realizing it was too late.

"Was that your first love?" Ellie raised an eyebrow, a slight smile on her lips, and a pungent scent of gossip wafted out.

"Yes," Pan Han pushed aside his bowl and chopsticks, lit a cigarette, and used the smoke to obscure his face.

"What is she doing now?"

"She's probably living a happy life with a resettled resident," Pan Han suddenly felt that perhaps Chen Yun's ordinary life was quite good.

Going to work, getting off work, buying groceries, cooking, a family watching TV together, chatting—it's quite nice.

"Did you look for her later?" By "later," Ellie meant after Pan Han became the Cult Master.

"No. We each live our own lives, not bothering each other."

"Actually, people like the Boss are already fated to be without love," Ellie pouted, as if she had discovered some truth.

Pan Han thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

Indeed, with his current identity, if Chen Yun were still around, it might not be fair to her.

She wouldn't have to worry about food or drink, but she was still an ordinary person and couldn't handle so many things.

"Actually, it's hard for anyone in our circle to find love again," Ellie also seemed to recall something, and her expression became dejected.

"You have a story too," Pan Han saw her like this, felt a desire to confide, and threw a cigarette over to her.

"My first love is dead," Ellie calmly said, pulling out a cigarette.

"Ah? Why?"

"I killed him."

Hearing this, Pan Han's mind was a bit muddled.

This woman looked unremarkable, but he didn't expect her to be so ruthless!

It was just a breakup; there was no need to kill someone.

"What happened??" Pan Han took a deep drag, suppressing his emotions as he asked.

"He dumped me after graduation. Later, I joined the Knight Order. Then my first mission was him." A smoke ring slowly ascended, and Ellie adjusted her strap, her two breasts jiggling a few times.

Pan Han had no time to admire the beauty and pressed on, "Why was it him?"

"His family was in the child trafficking business. Once they abducted a girl, and her family pulled many strings, eventually finding the Knight Order."

"Holy crap! They're in that kind of despicable business!" Pan Han immediately got angry when he heard the other party was involved in that.

Such a person deserved to die!

"Yes. When he was in school, I had no idea. I was completely infatuated with him."

"And then?"

"Then the Knight Order sent people to rescue the child. And they sent me to deal with him. He was the only male in that family, the official successor." Ellie gave a bitter laugh, as if admitting she had misjudged him.

"Heh heh, the Knight Order arranged it well! The first mission was to deal with her ex-boyfriend."

"Once you join the Knight Order, you have no family," Ellie said calmly.

Pan Han nodded, noncommittally! How could a killer organization talk about family affection?

Even if they talked about justice, it wouldn't be their turn to talk about family affection!

"That day, I invited him to a hotel, saying we'd do it one last time, and then I'd leave the city. He thought for a long time but still agreed to me."

"This... this reason, indeed, cannot be refused."

"Actually, he originally wanted to refuse. I could feel it. But he still came."

"Sigh, men!" Pan Han secretly vowed that if Chen Yun ever looked for him, he would definitely ignore her.

They say that a man's heart always reserves a place for his first girlfriend in some corner.

But Pan Han was not that kind of person.

Months of non-stop killing had completely transformed him.

He had met too many new people and had too many things to do.

Let the past be the past. Not disturbing is the last tenderness.

Actually, sometimes forgetting a person is very simple.

"That day, we made love several times. He fell asleep in my arms, and I looked at his face, thinking of all the past. I almost didn't do it."

"I understand, I understand. After all, it's the first time, everyone gets nervous."

"Later, I chose to send him off with a poisonous gas." At this point, Ellie was still as calm as water, as if she wasn't telling her own story, but someone else's.

Pan Han looked into her eyes and instantly understood, saying, "From this moment on, the previous Ellie is dead; now it's a new Ellie."

"Mm. Does the Boss also have this feeling?"

"After the first time, everyone is reborn. Everyone is like this." How could Pan Han not understand her feelings? When it comes to change, who in this world has experienced more than him?

"After my first kill, I suffered from insomnia for almost a month. I had nightmares every night." Ellie moved closer to Pan Han, resting her head on his shoulder.

The two of them leaned against each other like this, with tens of thousands of lives on their backs.

The scene was very strange, yet unusually peaceful.

Pan Han suddenly woke up, realizing that he had killed so many people, yet he had never had a nightmare.

It seemed he was born for this kind of work.

Seeing Pan Han lost in thought, Ellie thought her emotions were making Pan Han uncomfortable, so she turned her face and smiled, saying, "But insomnia also has its benefits."

"Oh?? How do you mean?"

"During that period of insomnia, I lost 15 pounds," Ellie suddenly transformed into a young girl, stood up, and showed Pan Han her perfect figure.

Pan Han smiled as he admired her; actually, at her height, even 15 pounds heavier would be just right.

"No way. You lost fifteen pounds, and your breasts are still so big and round." Pan Han, with a cigarette in his mouth, made two grabbing motions in the air.

"It's strange, when I knew I would have to use my body later, those 15 pounds only came off my stomach and thighs. My chest didn't shrink at all."

"It seems you're also naturally suited for this line of work," Pan Han pulled her into his arms, and his hands reached in and kneaded a few times.

"Boss, you won't despise me for being dirty, will you?" Ellie, panting slightly from his actions, asked casually.

It's strange, sometimes men don't care about this, but women do.

Just like some women of the night never kiss their clients, even though they've been through a lot, they still retain a glimmer of longing for pure love.

If a man inadvertently breaks into their heart, opening that heavy, cement-poured little door, he might find the pure young girl inside.

Pan Han was caught off guard by the question, stunned stayed frozen, and after a long thought, he said, "What right do I have to despise you for being dirty?"

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