Hidden Assassin

Rolling around on the phone, it seemed that Yahan and Xiaoma were chatting on the phone, shook their heads, made a few silent gestures, and went to another room. After a while, the female boss Monica brought over food . Dragging a decent trolley, when he knocked on the door of Jiaming's room, Jiaming was still wearing his original clothes, but obviously he had already taken a shower.

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

"Battle bath." Jiaming replied with a smile, reached out and lifted the lid of the cart, the smell of food wafted out, the scented steak, eggs, buns, corn soup and coffee, in duplicate, "So Hearty breakfast."

"Probably according to the lunch standard." Yahan, who was still wearing a thick bathrobe, shrugged with a smile, "Then do you need anything else? Guest officer?"

"Well, it would be perfect if I need a beautiful woman to eat with me. The best profession is a teacher."

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

"I'm a student, I have to overcome the temptation... Well, ahem..."

"Go to hell!"

Smiling and kicking it out, it was just for show, so it was impossible to kick Jiaming, but one of the slippers flew out with a slap, and was caught by Jiaming. on the carpet.

"Give me back the shoes... um... um..."

Before the subconscious words were finished, Jia Ming naturally bent down, pinched her bare and white ankles, and stretched out his hand to put the slippers on for her. Yahan suddenly calmed down, for some reason, there seemed to be a numbness in the place Jia Ming pinched. When Jia Ming turned around and opened the curtains of the room, she just twisted her feet on the carpet a few times and pushed the car over. When the curtains were opened, there was still a similar snow scene on the balcony on the other side, the sky was shining in, a small table was placed in the room, and two chairs were placed opposite each other, she took a breath.

"Uh... so beautiful. How long are we going to stay here? Jiaming?"

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

"I called my little mother just now, and she said that the plane has finally stopped, and it may take several days."

"It looks like you've fallen in love with this place."

Talking and laughing, the two sat on both sides of the chair and began to eat. They didn't have a good rest and didn't eat all night, and both of them looked like they were wolfing down. However, when she saw Jiaming killing most of the food in front of her, Yahan still smiled and cut half a piece of steak, took two pieces of bread and handed it over.

"It's so stupid." There was a lot of corn soup in his mouth. she said inarticulately.

"Then I'm welcome."

Even though the other party drove a small half of the food over, Jia Ming still quickly settled the things in front of him. While sitting there drinking coffee, Ya Han also slowed down the speed of eating, and asked a question: "You Said this morning that two friends are in trouble here..."

"Well, their family belongs to the Mafia." Nodding frankly, Jia Ming roughly talked about the power of the New York Mafia and the conflict between Gambino and Salier, "If it's only temporary. In fact, things will be settled, you You know, I'm a killer, just find a place to slam John D'Amico... Guaranteed Gambino will have another first half of the year..."

When she was dressed as Jian Suyan, she was cold and arrogant, her hands were ruthless, and she said these words. Maybe it will be very oppressive, but at this time, with her ordinary appearance and that joking expression, Yahan can't feel the slightest bit of nervousness, but she also knows that the other party is telling the truth. Shi Shi laughed: "Tch, you look like a killer now, people thought you were playing games."

"Well, there is no way, this kind of disguise is the best. And it's a true performance..." He touched his nose, "But this kind of method is a temporary solution, not the root cause. In fact, it doesn't matter to Gambino, I'm worried yes……"

"What is that Pei Luojia?"

"..." Jia Ming was stunned for a moment, then snapped his fingers, and said with a smile, "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 ... Heh, Castro gave Zhuang Amir a lot of power at the beginning. Since Castro is dead, Zhuang should become the actual administrator in North America. This person likes to watch "The Art of War" in North America. On the other hand, he must be trying his best to restrain his strength in the future. If I leave, he will not always think about revenge. Of course, he may curse me several times a day...well, he will curse Tulip..."

Now that he has decided to tell Yahan about the matter, Jiaming doesn't hide anything. This is not such an important and dark inside story. What's more, the meaning of Yahan is different from Lingjing and Shasha. For those two girls, he hopes to protect them. As for Yahan, he always treats them as friends on an equal footing. My own ability is actually not strong, what is more is the technology more than 20 years ahead and the understanding of the current batch of killers. The killing skills actually come from the idea of ​​not wanting to die at the beginning, and the handling of things is done according to the previous experience. real

With the ability to respond and innovate, he is at most at the level of an ordinary person, or even Han. What's more, it feels really good to have a friend who can say anything in this world.

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"In this case, can't you let that miracle of creation help you watch it?" Yahan said doubtfully.

"It seems that there is only this way. Now it is the miracle of creation that suppresses Pei Luojia. Wisdom Paradise is too deeply connected with the FBI and the US National Security Agency. It is basically a balance on the border of the country. Under such circumstances, if there is a little support from the miracle of creation, according to Zhuang's prudence should not cause any major incidents." Jia Ming nodded and smiled, "But... I really don't want to get involved with these organizations..."

After finishing the last bit of steak, Yahan took a sip of the thick soup: "It's just like the old man..."

"I owe a favor, and I won't be able to pay it back in the future. I really don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but there are some things that I can't help myself..." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

Yahan frowned: "Then what should I do... Ask Yanhuang Awakening to help, you owe Yanhuang Awakening a favor, and Yanhuang Awakening owes the miracle of creation. When the two sides unite, isn't Pei Luojia even more afraid to move? You I said Yanhuang Awakening is not bad."

"I owe them favors, and the final result is to join in. However, that is not important, the important thing is..." Jia Ming took a sip of coffee, "My teacher told me that even if it is death, I don't want it in this life. Join any organization and don't be ordered by anyone. In fact, he is treated very well in Pei Luojia. There are not many things to do, and he has free time. He can arrange it by himself, and it doesn't matter about anything... But he still rebelled. , presumably for freedom...".

As if infected by some emotions in Jiaming's words, Yahan smiled, but couldn't think of any good way, after a while, she asked: "What do those two women have to do with you... But Rusha asked you for Lingjing!"

Jia Ming smiled: "I rescued two people a few years ago, and then I got to know each other. One is 30 years old, and the other is her daughter, who just turned 14 this year. What are you thinking? Hehe, they are good friends. That's all..."

Hearing what Jiaming said, Yahan was relieved just now, and said a few words of embarrassment, the two sides chatted a little, the two of them packed up the tableware, and pushed it outside the door as Monica said, because they didn't sleep well last night , Both of them need to catch up on sleep. After saying good morning at the door, 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 his room in two or three steps. In front of him, his face was red.

"What, what's the matter..." Jia Ming took a step back, subconsciously leaning sideways to guard.

"I...uh...I..." She stammered and took a deep breath, "Uh...my wallet...it seems to be here...ah...ah... isn't it... Well, I remember wrong, bye, good morning, sleep well..."

With a few puffs, Yahan ran out again with fast steps, and after about two seconds, she rushed back to the door again and closed the door on Jiaming's side with a smile, leaving Jiaming alone in a daze. There, rolled his eyes.

Outside the door, Yahan, who was wearing a thick white bathrobe, stood blankly for a while, then pursed her lips, puffed up her cheeks, and slapped herself lightly in annoyance: "Idiot, nympho...you are sick ..."

Opening the door and entering the room, she rushed onto the bed in twos and threes. After pulling the quilt on, she squirmed a few times in it, then stretched out her hand and threw the big bathrobe she took off on the ground beside the bed. He turned his head to close his eyes, and then turned to the other side after a while. The light on the window sill was too dazzling, and he turned back soon after.

Going back and forth like this several times, she got off the bed wrapped in the quilt, jumped to the window and closed the curtains, turned around with a jump, and with a bang, she fell to the ground with the quilt on, her naked upper half exposed from the quilt. out.

The room was warm enough, and no one would see her. She pulled the quilt angrily, and it took a long while before she squirmed back into the soft bed like a caterpillar. However, tossing and turning, for a while, he couldn't fall asleep.

"Zhang Yahan, you died..."

In the darkness, a woman murmured to herself. In the room on the other side, Jiaming was sleeping on the bed and had already entered a deep sleep.

About two hours later, Yahan here also fell asleep, Jiaming opened his eyes, got up, it was noon...