Hidden Assassin

Excuse me, can you step aside a little bit? "

The man's body was leaning against the game console, smiling affectionately, and the faint smell of cologne wafted over, Ling Jing frowned. Just now, Yahan's mother made it clear that she was on a blind date for Yahan. Although she sat next to Jiaming and Shasha, she didn't even say hello to this man. At most, she just glanced at him. Now she came to her A natural intimacy, even if it's familiar, it's a bit too much.

It's not that Yahan is the kind of girl with an extremely conservative personality, who treats men other than her boyfriend. Outside of Jiaming, she has always had her own space, such as playing the piano, helping others to make blackboard newspapers, participating in reading clubs, and talking and laughing with ordinary boys, but there must be a limit to this kind of intimacy. Cong Yi's attitude at this time has even clearly exceeded the boundaries of ordinary friends in her heart. The quiet girl who has always treated people well will also clearly express her displeasure.

"Oh, it's just that you don't know how to..."

Na Wen took a step back from Yi's smile, and waved his hand freely. It is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome appearance, but also has a temperament that can attract the attention of the opposite sex. There is a trace of decadence in his cynical smile. The most popular one-night stand in that kind of wine. Lingjing turned her head to look at the electronic screen, and heard him say: "Well... I just heard Yahan's introduction, your name is Lingjing?"

"Yeah." Ling Jing frowned and nodded sullenly.

"I heard that Yahan is now Sacred Heart's teacher, so are you her student? As far as I know, it seems difficult for high school students to become good friends with teachers."

The man who returned from studying in the United States has some English accents in his Mandarin. In some people's eyes, it might be the symbol of elites at that time, but Ling Jing didn't answer his question anymore, because Jia Ming had already walked over with a smile: "Beauty, what's the matter?"

Holding the back of the chair with one hand. Holding the edge of the game console with one hand, he is in the same posture as Cai Wen Congyi just now. Even more intimate than him, Lingjing smiled happily, shook her head, and kissed Jiaming's bent cheek intimately, pointing to the question on the screen: "I don't know how to do this." In the gap, I saw Rusha from the side smiling and looking at this side. Lingjing secretly pouted at Wen Congyi, revealing a look of disgust. Shasha raised her eyebrows amusedly, shrugged, and turned around to play slot machines with Yahan.

Completely different treatment, the attitude of the two made Wen Congyi frown, the most depressing thing. The opinion of a returned student was not adopted, and what Lingjing faced was still the question and answer question just now. Jia Ming thought for a while, and then said: "One, let's choose c." Then he raised his head and smiled politely at Wen Congyi.

"Hello."

Seeing Jia Ming looking over, Wen Congyi quickly smiled and stretched out his hand, Jia Ming also shook hands with him through Ling Jing, in this movement that seemed to embrace Ling Jing's entire body in his arms, Lingjing clicked option c, and then the game console reported the answer d.

This answer coincides with what Wen Congyi said, but at this moment there is no happy expression on his face. Lingjing slapped Jiaming with a slight annoyance: "I thought c was unlikely... But there was no annoyance on her face, nor did she mention Wen Congyi's correct reminder just now. The intimacy between lovers is never based on This kind of right, wrong, and wrong is used as a reference standard. Wen Congyi naturally understands it clearly, but he is puzzled in his heart. He just asked about the relationship between these people. This boy named Gu Jiaming should be related to that Liu Huaisha. It's a boyfriend and girlfriend. Could it be that they are deliberately pretending to be intimate for me to see now?

After a little contact, Jiaming also probably noticed that the simple blind date prepared for Yahan ended up meeting Lingjing as a foil, which really made people dumbfounded. However, he has long understood that among the three girls, Ling Jing's temperament is actually the most unique. On the one hand, she has the purest beauty and spirituality that belong to ordinary girls; It is completely different from the special sense of maturity defined by a girl. When these two contradictory temperaments are wonderfully combined, it is enough to generate a huge attraction to some men who claim to be used to sex. Thinking of this, he raised his head and smiled.

"Are you good at trivia?"

Listening to Jiaming's question, Ling Jing also raised her head to look at Wen Congyi, and the man laughed immediately: "Hehe, it's not that great, but the knowledge here is not profound to me, you know , Universities in the United States can dabble in a wide range of knowledge, all kinds of things..."

"Oh, then can you play customs clearance?"

"Clear the level..." Wen Congyi hesitated a little, "This, huh..." Just as she was about to refuse, Ling Jing smiled and stepped aside: "You come to play, we have never passed the level."

"No, you play, I just watch from the side."

"You play, it doesn't matter."

Lingjing smiled sweetly, and asked twice in a row, but he couldn't refuse anymore, sat in Lingjing's seat, and answered a question, only heard one sentence: "You take your time, we have something to do." Looking back Going, I can only see that the two of them are walking shoulder to shoulder and walking farther and farther away.

Reaching out to pat the electronic screen, he laughed at himself. After a while, he lit a cigarette, shook his head, and then seriously clicked on the options on the screen.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the banquet guests had already arrived at the hotel one after another, and they were actually spotted by Teacher Yahan's blind date, Lingjing was teased by Yahan and Shasha, so she had no choice but to smile : "Okay, I won't be gloating at other misfortunes anymore, okay..." After betting the points several times in front of the slot machine, the four of them immediately left the entertainment room, and on the way to the banquet hall, they saw a group of people in martial arts uniforms coming from the front , Lingjing and Shasha were stunned at the same time.

Walking this way is the Muay Thai exchange team headed by the Muay Thai master Siriwang. The two parties had a festival, and when Xiliwang saw Jiaming walking beside him, his eyes narrowed, showing a hint of fierceness. Jia Ming just twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently. Since that night, Lingjing and Shasha only knew that this muay thai master kept challenging Chinese boxers.

They showed a tough attitude of not rejecting anyone who came, and broke the bones of many people. It turned out that they were also living in the Guyuan Hotel.

Jiaming knew these things, but Amre hadn't sent him away yet, Yanhuang Awakening might have already warned them not to make trouble, and they could only make some noise in the normal game. The honor of Chinese Kung Fu naturally has nothing to do with me, as long as they don't mess around. It's okay to pretend that they don't exist at all. .

He is a habitual killer, and his bones are full of pragmatic indifference. At this time, with their hands in their pockets, they just ignored the hostile eyes of a group of people as if they didn't exist, but this group of Thais showed signs of being ready to move. These days, Xiaomeng arranged a large group of people to guard outside the hotel all the time. He said that he would kill one of these Thais when he came out, and then he would pay for the settlement and arrange to run away. His attitude was extremely tough. These people didn't dare to go out alone for a while. But naturally there is also a channel to get news, and find out who the culprit of the conflict that day was.

At the police station that night. Amre was slapped and concussed, which is second. For these Thais, the biggest shame is that Siriwang was spat on by more than a dozen gangsters who had planned it. I am afraid that Siriwan himself has Taking this incident as a great shame, he has released remarks such as "Chinese Kung Fu is all about boxing and embroidered legs" and "Muay Thai is the world's number one" in the past few days. Every time the competition starts, it is also extremely heavy, trying to beat people to the last breath within the specified range, and wanting to attract the greatest attention. It's a pity that there is no freedom of speech in China. Yanhuang Awakening issued a death order to newspapers and TV through the government. The news in this regard can only be mentioned at most. Therefore, the exchanges between China and Thailand have been carried out in a "friendly" atmosphere these days, presumably. The muay thai master also held his breath and had nowhere to go. At this time, he saw Jia Ming, his bones were already crackling, the sound was terrifying like setting off firecrackers, the disciples and entourage at the back saw this situation, whispered to each other, and probably guessed Jia Ming Their identities all revealed a look of resentment.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the long corridor became extremely strange and dignified, Lingjing and Rusha felt uneasy, Yahan had only heard about this incident, but at this moment she had already understood it. Although they trust Jiaming's skills, being stared at hostilely by a muay thai master like Xiliwang, the feeling of oppression is by no means something ordinary people can fully bear. Several hotel employees walking around were also affected by the atmosphere for a while. Looking at Xi Liwang and others, and then looking at the three men and one woman here, they didn't dare to get close.

Blowing the nursery rhyme of "Snail and Oriole", Jiaming looked at Xiliwang's red eyes with a flat face, and passed the Muay Thai master. Lingjing, Shasha, and Yahan just followed. How dare you look at that somewhat handsome and fierce face. At this time, behind the Muay Thai team, a not-so-tall Thai boy came out and stood in the middle of the aisle.

These people didn't originally walk in the hotel in a completely neat team, they all chatted casually, but they all consciously gave way to one side of the aisle for others to pass through, but the boy clasped his hands in front of his chest. One stop, but some deliberately blocked the passing space. About Xiliwang also warned them not to cause trouble before, and they didn't dare to say directly that I would beat you, but the meaning of provocation was already obvious.

The corridor was a little quiet. In the weird atmosphere, the attitude of a group of Thai people also changed from hatred to sneer. No one spoke, obviously looking at the attitude of the three women and one man after the road was blocked. However, Jia Ming wasn't too idle here, the boy just stood up in the middle of the road, Jia Ming immediately lifted his coat, and then, everyone heard a few "clicks".

It was the sound of a pistol being loaded.

Humming the melody of "The Snail and the Oriole", a pistol appeared in Jiaming's hand. As he walked forward, he opened the safety, loaded it, and moved the hammer behind the gun with his thumb, and then pressed it back. The pistol was checked. These warriors from Thailand basically have the knowledge of firearms. The moment they saw the gun, their sneers almost froze, and then turned into apprehension and cold sweat.

China's arms control is extremely strict. Even if these foreign guests can get a pistol, they can't carry it around at any time. Naturally, they don't have much time to think about where Jiaming's pistol came from. Most importantly, Jiaming After casually inspecting the firearms, he stretched his waist while walking, and did two chest expansion exercises. The muzzle of the pistol he was holding casually cruised over the upper body of everyone in the delegation, over and over again... The muzzle of the gun flickered, some of them stiffened immediately, some of them were ready to react at any time, and some of the escorts with poor psychological quality immediately stepped back a few steps, and the young man who had just stood up stood motionless. Looking at Jiaming, his eyes were as wide as cowbells, probably nervous.

"Suban!" Before reaching the confrontation distance with the boy, Xiliwang in the rear shouted loudly, and then someone in the team stretched out his hand, and quickly pulled the boy named Suban away, and then, a group of people He watched Jia Ming arrogantly waving his pistol and walked over.

"O door, the vine in front of you, tender, tender green, just sprouting... oh tender, tender green, just sprouting..."

The weird melody hovered in the air, and a hotel employee carrying a vase behind the Muay Thai team was also frightened by Jia Ming who came waving a pistol. In such an atmosphere, Jia Ming pointed the pistol at Ready the vase, and start...watering the flowers...

Zi, Zi...

Tiny water jets were flying in the air, and in the eyes of a group of Thai people who hadn't quite reacted, four figures disappeared at the corner of the corridor. In the air, there was a faint smile of a girl...

For a moment, the hallway seemed to erupt suddenly, and hysterical shouts rang out in an extremely chaotic way, and spread far away in the hotel:

"Damn Chinese—"

"I'm going to kill him—"

"Hold them—"

"Suban! Don't mess around—"

"Don't hold me, ah—"