Hidden Assassin

Rolling around the phone, it seems that Yahan and her mother tilted their heads while making phone porridge, silently signaled a few times, and went to another room. After a while, the female boss Monica brought food to come over . When he dragged a small stroller and knocked on the door of Jiaming's house, Jiaming was still wearing his original clothes, but it was obvious that he had taken a bath.

"It's finished so soon?" Yahan said.

"Battle bath." Jia Ming replied with a smile, reached out and lifted the lid of the cart, the aroma of the food came out, and the steak, eggs, buns, corn soup and coffee in full flavor, in duplicate, "So Hearty breakfast."

"Maybe it's lunch size." Ya Han, still wearing a thick bathrobe, shrugged with a smile, "So what else do you need? Guest officer?"

"Well, it would be perfect to need a beautiful woman to eat with me. A career is best a teacher."

"As you wish." Nodded, Yahan smiled brightly, and pushed the small dining car in. "But why is it a teacher?"

"I'm a student, the uniform is tempting ... oh, cough ..."

"Go to death!"

Kicked out with a smile. It was supposed to be done. Naturally, it was impossible to kick Jiaming. However, an unsteady, slipper flew out and was caught by Jia Ming's hand. "Wow", she was barefoot. On the carpet.

"Return the shoes to me ... um ... um ..."

Before the subconscious words were finished, Jia Ming naturally leaned down, pinching her bare and white ankle, and reached out to put her slippers on her. Ya Han calmed down for a while, without knowing why, the place pinched by Jia Ming seemed to have a surge of sour. When she got home, Ming turned and opened the curtains in the room, and she twisted her feet on the carpet and pushed the car over. When the curtains opened, there was still a balcony snow scene similar to the other side, and the sky shone in. A small table was placed in the room, and two chairs were placed on either side. She took a breath.

"Uh ... so beautiful. How long shall we stay here? Jiaming?"

"I don't know. It should be a day or two."

"Called my mother just now, and she said that the plane had finally stopped, maybe it would take a few days."

"Looks like you've fallen in love here."

Talking and laughing, they sat on both sides of the chair and ate. They didn't have a good night's rest, didn't eat, and both of them looked a little bit gobbling. However, when he saw that Jia Ming had killed most of the food in front of him, Ya Han still cut a half steak with a smile and took two pieces of bread.

"There are so many idiots." The mouth was filled with corn soup. She murmured.

"I'm welcome."

Even if the other party rushed over half of the food, Jiaming quickly resolved the things in front of him. While sitting there drinking coffee, Yahan also slowed down the eating speed and said a question: "You I said this morning that two friends are in trouble ... "

"Well, their family is a mafia." Nodded calmly, Jia Ming probably talked about the forces of the New York mafia, the conflict between Gambino and Sallie, "if only temporarily. In fact, things are smooth, you I know, I'm a killer, just find a place to slam John Damico ... to guarantee that Gambino will have another mess in the first half ... "

Dressed as Jane Suyan, she was cold and arrogant, and started ruthlessly, and said these words. It may be very oppressive, but at this time with the ordinary appearance and the joke-like expression, Yahan can not feel the slightest sense of tension, but she also knows that the other party is telling the truth, in a strange mood, one Time laughed out: "Cut, how do you look like a killer now, people thought you were playing games."

"Well, there's no way. It's best to disguise like this. And it's a true performance ..." He touched his nose. "But this way of treating the symptoms but not the root causes, in fact, Gambino doesn't matter, I'm worried. Yes……"

"What is Pei Luojia?"

"..." Jia Ming froze, then snapped his fingers and laughed, "Quanzhong, in fact, according to the current situation, it is not difficult for Pei Luojia to know that they are my friends, but Pei Luojia's current situation ... Oh, Castro gave Zhuang Amir a lot of power. Since Castro died, Zhuang should become the actual manager of North America. This person likes to watch "The Art of War", North America. After that aspect, he must be desperate to converge his strength. If I leave, he will not always think of revenge. Of course, it is possible to curse me several times a day ... Well, he curses tulips ... "

Now that he had decided to tell Yahan about it, Jia Ming didn't hide it. This is not so important and dark inside. Besides, Yahan's meaning is different from Lingjing and Shasha. For the two girls, he hopes to protect him. For Yahan, he always makes friends in an equal way. My own ability is actually not strong. What's more is more than 20 years of technology and the understanding of the current batch of killers. The killing technique actually comes from the idea of ​​not wanting to die, and handling things is based on previous experience. true

And the ability to react and innovate, at most he is just the level of ordinary people, even Han. What's more, there is a friend in this world who can say everything, and that feeling is really good.

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"In this case, can't you let the miracle of creation look at it for help?" Yahan said doubtfully.

"It seems that this is the only way. Now the creation miracle is pressing Pei Luojia. The Wisdom Heaven is too deeply connected with the US National Security Agency. It is basically a national balance. In this case, if there is a slight care of the creation miracle, follow Zhuang Caution should not cause any major incidents. "Jia Ming nodded and smiled," but ... I really don't want to be involved with these organizations ... "

After finishing the last steak, Yahan took a sip of the soup: "It's the same as the old man ..."

"I owe it to others. I don't want to pay back in the future. I really don't want to participate in this kind of thing, but there are some things I can't help myself ..." He laughed at himself.

Ya Han frowned: "What to do ... Let Yan Huang Awaken help you, and you owe Yan Huang Awakening's favor, and then Yan Huang Awakening awakens the miracle of creation. Are the two sides united, isn't Pei Luojia even more afraid to move?" Said Yan Huang Awakening is not bad. "

"I owe their favor, and the final result is to join in. However, that is not important, what is important ..." Jia Ming took a sip of coffee. "My teacher told me that even if I die, I do n’t want to live in this life. Join any organization, and do n’t be ordered by anyone. In fact, he is already treated very well in Pei Luo Jia. There are not many things to do. He also has free time. He can control his own affairs. It does n’t matter. But he turned out. Probably for freedom ... "

It seemed that he was infected by some emotions in Jiaming's passage, and Ya Han smiled, and couldn't think of any good way in his heart. After a while, he asked, "What does the two women have to do with you ... I ... But I asked you for Lingjingsha! "

Jia Ming smiled: "The two people I saved a few years ago and then met, one is thirty years old, and the other is her daughter, who just turned fourteen this year. What are you thinking about? Oh, good friends That's it ... "

After hearing Jiaming said this, Yahan just relieved her and said a few words of embarrassment. The two sides joked and laughed. The two packed up the tableware and pushed out the door as Monica said. Both had to make up for sleep. They said good morning at the door and Jiaming returned to the room. The door behind him was pushed open again. Yahan stood outside the door and looked at him, then rushed to him in three or two steps. In front of him, his face was flushed.

"What, what ..." Jia Ming took a step back, and stood sideways alert.

"I ... uh ... I ..." she stuttered, taking a deep breath. "Uh ... my wallet ... seems to be here ... ah ... ah ... no ... Well, I remember wrong, bye, good morning, sleep well ... "

After a few beeps, Yahan ran out on the fast pace, about two seconds later, rushed back to the door again, pulled the door of Jiaming's room with a smile, and left Jiaming alone. There, I rolled my eyes.

Outside the door, Yahan, wearing a thick white bathrobe, stood idly for a while ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Then she pursed her lips, raised her cheeks, and annoyed herself with a slap in the face: "idiot, idiot ... is ill you ... "

Pushing the door into the room, she rushed to the bed in three or two steps. After pulling on the bedding, she squirmed a few times in it, then reached out her hand, and threw the large bathrobe off to the floor beside the bed. Turn your head over to close your eyes, and then turn to the other side after a while, the light on the windowsill is too glare, and soon came back to the side.

Several times this way, she got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, jumped to the window and closed the curtains, turned around and slammed, and even a quilt fell to the ground, and the upper half was exposed from the quilt. come out.

The room was warm enough that nobody would see it, and she pulled on the quilt sullenly, and it took a long while to squirm back to the soft bed like a caterpillar. But tossing and turning, for a while, couldn't sleep.

"Zhang Yahan, you died you ..."

In the dimness, the woman Nuo said to herself. In the room on the other side, Jia Ming slept on the bed and had entered deep sleep.

About two hours later, Yahan here was already asleep. Jiaming opened her eyes and got up. It was noon ...