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心中的杀手：生死时速挣扎着睁开眼睛，我发现自己身处在一个陌生的房间里。一股疼痛袭来，我不禁倒抽了一口冷气。盯着天花板发呆了许久，我才勉力坐了起来，身体还是有些无力。突然，一名面容阴森的男子走了进来，冷冷地问道：“你还活着吗？”我被吓得一阵发抖，迫不及待地问：“发生了什么？”男子淡淡地回答：“你刚被刺杀了，幸存下来的人很少。”我手足无措，这么说我已经处于生死之间了。脑海里忽然浮现出了许多回忆：我是一个杀手，为了钱财马不停蹄的追寻着垂涎已久的目标。一路上，我充满了战斗的欲望，为了达到目的不择手段。想到这里，我心中暗自揶揄：若死亡真的来临，那是我自找的。然而，我并不愿意这样死去。我走到窗口，看着窗外熙熙攘攘的行人和车辆，内心里却只剩下了无奈和悔恨。我不甘心这样就死去，我想要活下去，我想要挑战那个杀手的技术。于是，我开始了自己的复健训练。刚开始的时候，我简直无法承受那种痛苦的折磨。每次的练习都会让我渐渐适应，再次喘过气来。时间一天一天地过去，我的身体逐渐恢复过来。对于我这样的杀手来说，最重要的便是嗅觉和视力。于是，我开始反复地锻炼自己的嗅觉和视力，希望自己能够在刀光剑影的战场之上更加得心应手。然而，在复健的途中，我也意识到了一个事实：这个世界不是因为武力而变得更好的。以前，我常常因为自己的杀手本能而不惜代价去达到自己的目的。现在，我却希望能够用另一种方式成为杀手，用智慧和能力去捍卫自己心爱的事物。终于，在几个月的努力之后，我重获新生，也迎来了人生的新篇章。Life or Death: the Struggle within a HitmanStruggling to open my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. A sharp pain hit me, and I couldn't help but gasp in shock. Staring at the ceiling for what seemed like eternity, I finally managed to sit up, but my body felt weak and unsteady. Suddenly, a man with a sinister expression walked in, coldly asking,"Are you still alive?" Trembling, I asked hastily,"What happened?" and the man replied in a monotonous voice,"You were just assassinated. There are few survivors."My mind went blank as I realized that I was only a breath away from death. Memories flooded my mind: I was a hitman who relentlessly chased my target for money. Along the way, I was full of combative desire and ruthless tactics, willing to do anything to achieve my aims. And yet, the thought occurred to me that, if this is how I die, I pretty much asked for it.But I was not willing to go down like this. Walking over to the window, I watched the hustle and bustle of people and cars below, feeling nothing but helplessness and regret. I didn't want to die like this. I wanted to live, to challenge the hitman's skill set.So I began my rehabilitation training. At first, it was impossible for me to endure the excruciating pain. Every practice made me gasp for air, but I slowly got used to it. Day after day, my physical strength improved. For a hitman like me, the most important factors were my sense of smell and vision. Hence, I exercised my olfactory and visual senses repeatedly, hoping to handle myself better in the deadly situation of combat.But during my rehab, I realized something else: the world wasn't a better place because of violence. In the past, I would stop at nothing to achieve my goals, driven by my killer instincts. Now, I desired more than anything else to become a hitman using intelligence and capability to protect what I loved. After several months of hard work, I gained new life and embarked on a new chapter of my life. 展开全部