Hidden Assassin

Hey, Tiger, it's your Aunt Ruolin. I met a bad girl from high school outside the Changhong Hotel. I almost killed Xiao Huan by driving. Now I'm going to call someone from the school... Yes, you I called fifty people over..."

From the voice of the conversation, this woman obviously regarded Shasha as an ordinary bad girl who would call a lot of classmates when she encountered troubles. Jiaming seemed to be enjoying the scene. Before the three women next to him had a clear discussion on who to call, the phone rang first, and Yahan quickly picked it up: "Hello? Mom... ...well, we're heading over here, shopping on the street. Who are we...me and my friends, of course there are guys and girls...hey, you're not really going to set me up on a blind date... ..."

"Blind date? I wonder if you can go today..." said a woman not far away.

"...Curse people? No, the noise on the street, we'll pass right away...It's really all right, someone is arguing in the street, you know, swearing, we're having fun watching it..."

As she said this, the onlookers heard that there was a group fight, and suddenly became sparse. Two security guards who ran out of the hotel saw a car accident and ran over to check the situation, but they were directly confronted by the angry woman. The scolding went away, probably because this woman lived in a hotel recently, and these security guards also knew that she had some influence.

The rain was not considered heavy at all, and there were some people walking in the rain on both sides of the street. If they wanted to hold an umbrella, they could hold an umbrella, and if they wanted to ignore it, then they could ignore it. That well-mannered man couldn't stop his mother. It seemed that he was also a little slandering towards Shasha's behavior, so he didn't speak for a while, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that something was wrong, and waved to Jiaming with some embarrassment: "You guys go first..."

This can be regarded as kindness, but Yahan is perfunctory with the endless little mother. Seeing his action, she just rolled her eyes to the side. I don't bother to talk to him. The woman behind shouted, "Go? Don't go if you have the guts!"

Jiaming and the others naturally didn't leave, he leaned against the back of the car a little amused, Yahan was standing by the side and making a phone call, Lingjing was holding a big umbrella and trying to cover the three of them, there was a trace of love between the delicate brows Furious, Rusha ran to a coin-operated telephone booth not far away and called and ran back: "Call Uncle Yang. I just remembered that he had something to do with Dad a few days ago, and they are probably still negotiating. I called Give Uncle Am a call and ask him to call someone over, but this is not his territory, so it might be a little late..."

She glanced at Jia Ming at the side: "I didn't call someone seriously, anyway, I can't. Uncle An has a good relationship with the government..."

After all, Shasha is not a child anymore, and the time spent with her father is not long in total, but she has seen many things. In the current situation, there was a car accident and a quarrel. Although this place is not very prosperous, it is not a remote place. Most of the people who came the fastest were the police and not the underworld. Besides, with Jiaming here, she has never been afraid of anything.

After about a minute or two like this, Yahan hung up the phone, and a group of people came straight from the far side of the street and crossed the road in a mighty way. The leader was a burly man who seemed to be worthy of the name Muscular, thick-backed. The woman opposite waved her hand: "Hey, this way!" Then she turned her head: "Why, your classmates haven't arrived yet?"

In a short while, a team of thirty or forty people surrounded this side mightily. The hulking man at the head was greeting the middle-aged woman, and introduced a man next to him who was a level higher than him. The man is not tall, but he also looks elegant. His lower body is jeans, and his upper body is a black leather jacket, revealing the striped T-shirt inside. Although his appearance is a bit elegant, but standing there coldly at this moment, it is natural Looking at the man and three women who were still laughing in the center, he twitched the corners of his lips in obvious embarrassment, and then looked at the people around him wearily amidst the introduction of "Brother Tiger". Several people.

"Aunt Ruolin, this is our brother Meng. To be honest, in this Jianghai City, there are things that I can't settle, but there is no such thing as Meng... Brother Meng, I told you before that my uncle is in Shandong. This is my aunt, and this is her son Wenqing, Ruan Wenqing, who graduated from Peking University with a master’s degree and is now a famous lawyer. I originally wanted him to work as a lawyer in our company. Wenqing, this is Brother Meng .”

The muscular man nicknamed Tiger seems to have a good relationship with Xiao Meng. He swayed his shoulders, and Xiao Meng waved weakly with that hand, and the woman next to him stretched out with a smile on his face. Shot: "Hehe, hello Brother Meng, Wen Qing, say hello..."

"Brother Meng." Wen Qing nodded and smiled, and stretched out his hand to Xiaomeng, looking at this underworld leader who looked as elegant as him, he was a little respectful, but as far as his smile was concerned, he was quite generous. However, he just glanced at the mother and son indifferently, and the man's hands in his pockets never moved. Why is brother so disrespectful.

However, in the Sand Bamboo Gang, Xiao Meng was originally

What a normal person, usually looks polite and stern, and is extremely warm when needed, but he is definitely like a lunatic when he cuts a person, but maybe it is also because of this madness that he becomes the youngest sub-chamber leader in the gang. Although the relationship is not bad on weekdays, they are one level lower than Xiaomeng after all, so they dare not talk too much at this time, only thinking that the other party happened to be in a bad mood. On the one hand, he motioned to the embarrassed mother and son to take their hands back, and he immediately turned his face away, walking towards a man and three women in the field.

The police may be coming, and everything must be done as soon as possible.

"It's you guys who almost killed someone with a car and want to hit him arrogantly? What school are you from?" The first two sentences were still asking with a sneer, and after a pause, he yelled out, "What do you want to do! What are you doing for being so beautiful! I don’t want to kill myself—"

The last syllable was very long, and it became very strange, because at the same time he roared, Xiao Meng's eyes that were cruising on the feet of the crowd suddenly turned cold, and Ruan Wenqing, who was next to him, also had some martial arts foundation, was suddenly caught Startled, he saw a man in a black leather jacket look up suddenly.

He used to practice some self-defense skills such as karate and taekwondo, and now he also has underworld cultivation, but no matter what, he never believed in such things as murderous intent. He couldn't help being cold, and before he could react, Brother Hu was kicked on the back by Xiao Meng, who rushed up, and rushed straight forward. The corner of the black leather coat was still flying in the air, and the light of the knife Flashing out in the color of the rain. .

"clang--"

"Wow..." I don't know whether it was approval or surprise, Shasha and Lingjing, Jiaming and Yahan each jumped to the two sides. No one in the group of boys around could react to the changes that happened in this moment. When he wanted to move, Xiao Meng had already directly pressed the tiger's upper body against the rear of the car in front of him, and a machete went straight down his face and was fixed into the iron sheet of the trunk.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... The first thing that comes to the minds of this group of people are the words "cleaning the door". Xiao Meng's status in the Sand Bamboo Gang is one level higher than Tiger's, but he is not actually his direct boss Just now, everyone was talking and laughing, but now they have already drawn their swords to each other. The first thing that comes to mind is naturally that Tiger betrayed the Sand Bamboo Gang, so he will be treated like this. But even if it is to clean up the door, it shouldn't be on such a street with people coming and going, not to mention Xiao Meng's status is relatively high, so why should he do it himself if he is definitely caught by the police. For a while, the group of gangsters didn't know what to do. As for the mother and son, they were naturally even more dumbfounded, and they couldn't figure out the situation at all.

The first voice belonged to Jia Ming on the side: "Wow, do you need to be so intense..." He was faintly admiring, but also seemed to find it funny.

"Meng...Brother Meng..." The heat of his breath hit the cold steel knife on the side of his face, Tiger felt that he couldn't control his tone, "What are you doing, I... I didn't do anything to offend the company, you... You..." He swallowed, cold sweat slipping down.

"I'm not your boss, I don't plan to do anything..." Slowly pulling out the machete, Xiao Meng looked at him coldly, until he put the knife back behind his back and covered it with a leather coat, then he let go of his hand , "After Lao Yang comes back, you can ask him for help."

The voice was condescending and cold. Even looking at the pair of mother and child, it was almost cold to the marrow...

"What are you going to do..." Sensing something was wrong rationally, Ruan Wenqing stood in front of his mother, and the tiger had already stood up, took two deep breaths, and tried to calm down. bad feeling.

"Meng, Brother Meng... If you have something to say, tell me what it is... I did something wrong..."

There was a tremor in his voice that couldn't help. He said that there was not much contact with Xiaomeng, and that there was not much. He had seen this kind of situation before, and often when the gang asked him to "do things", it was this kind of look. At that time, the Sand Embroidery Gang was still developing, and sometimes when they competed with others for territory and fought fiercely, Xiaomeng often had this kind of cold attitude, and when the few were against the many, he also rushed forward, head-to-head To directly defeat the opponent, sometimes it is often to chop up a person, and then chop them with ten or twenty knives until they are smashed. Although many people are experienced veterans, they can't help but be disgusted by that abnormal scene. resulting in complete incapacity.

Generally speaking, if you don't have the consciousness to give your life, such a Xiaomeng is untouchable.

He knew it, so he didn't intend to touch it, he just talked tentatively beside him, hoping that the police would come soon. Just as he was thinking this way, a figure jumped over from the side and gave Xiao Meng a kick.

Shasha was very satisfied, so she jumped over with a smile on her face, and kicked Xiao Meng's leg lightly: "It's cool, Brother Xiao Meng. Next time, ask my dad to treat you to dinner."

"Praise." Jia Ming also smiled and raised his thumbs up, and then raised his hands at the pale mother and son who couldn't figure out the situation.

"Primary school students.".