My Cold Gentle Husband

Bai Yanyan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, they have already known your power, and they will definitely not come again."

Today is the wedding night of Qing Wei and Luo Ziyun. It’s not so good to go so rashly.

Feifei licked her lips and didn't speak.

Bai Yanyan also confessed: "Yes, don't preach things tonight."

On the wedding night, such things happened. Qing Wei and Luo Ziyun knew that they must be very unwilling to go.

"Okay." Fifi nodded.

The two left the back garden.

Xiao Yu walked out from behind the rockery and was so angry that he jumped.

"Waste, it's a bunch of waste! Even a woman with a white hand and a light hand can't make a mistake!"

Originally, she wanted to see the process of killing Bai Yanyan with her own eyes. I did not expect that the results I saw were quite different.

Xiao Yan is so angry that he has smoked his nose.

At this time, she received a call from the other party.

"Sorry, there is a gun in the other hand, and it is a mistake."

"Waste! What are the guns afraid? You are a professional killer! Are you afraid of guns? Go again! I must let her die today! You have collected my money, I will do things for me! Go immediately." Xiao Wei Ramp.

"Yes." The other party should be down.

Xiao Wei’s nephew is vicious: "You are dead! White is light and you are dead! I must kill you today! Otherwise, do you think that I am a white flower?"

Yes, Xiao Xiao paid 10 million to the professional killer organization to take a light life.

Today, she is bound to win.

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Bai Yanyan and Feifei left the back garden directly, went to the dance floor in front, and the dance floor was still a song and dance, and did not know that the back garden had just had such a thrilling scene.

Everyone's face is filled with a smile.

Bai Yanyan and they greeted one by one, eventually found indigo, said: "Sister, I am tired, I will go back to the room to rest, you play slowly."

"Good." Indigo should have a voice.

Bai Xiaoyan went to the toilet first.

It was cold at night, it was very cold. The coat she wore was wearing a hat. She put her hat on her head, lowered her head, went straight back to the room, and then closed the door, very tired, she did not take off her coat. Straight through the quilt and lay down on the bed.

She was too tired to fall asleep directly on the bed.

As everyone knows, her every move has long been snooped.

Just as she entered the room, a man in a black coat with a black mask and a cap on his face came to the door of her room.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, there is still a carnival outside, and the room area can be heard with a needle.

The man was very careful to use a special unlocking method, but in three seconds, he opened the door without any damage to the door.

He pushed the door open and the movement was natural, just like going back to his own home. When he entered, he immediately closed the door.

His exposed eyes were cold, and he looked around in a circle. After that, he walked straight in the direction of the master bedroom.

His hand rested on the door handle, almost without any hesitation for a second, he directly unscrewed the door handle.

He stood at the door and his eyes were cold.

There was no light in the room, only the shattered light shone through the glass window, but the room was still dark and only saw a rough outline.

He saw a bulge on the bed, apparently a person lying there.

He cleaned the pistol cleanly, opened the silencer, and shot the bed cleanly and neatly.

"Ah--" a screaming female voice rang in the room.

However, he did not close his hand, but continued to grab the bed.

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After driving five or six shots, he looked at the quilt that was smashed and collected the gun.

"Snapped!"

He turned on the light, the room was as bright as white, and the smell of gunpowder was in the air.

He walked over and went to the bed, his palms pressed against the corner, and he had to see the target dead.

However, just as he was about to open the quilt, he suddenly felt that the position of his right temple was against an icy thing.

According to his experience, that is a gun.

He glanced in his heart and slowly turned around, raising his hands slowly.

He saw who the person who held him was.

It was a young girl with long hair and a heavy coat, and she was wearing a valuable coat. Her eyes were cold and cold, and she was cold and had no feelings. They were the same kind of people.

"Who are you?" The man's heart was alarmed.

It turned out to be a killer.

Is it because employers don’t trust them, so have they sent others?

"It doesn't matter who I am." Fifi's voice was extremely cold. "But remember, I am not a group with you! I want to be white and light, and you have to see how much waste you have."

When the man heard it, the blue veins on his forehead burst.

He was angry when he was said to be a waste by a little girl.

But at the moment, he was a knife for the fish, and he did not dare to move. He said coldly: "I will return to the master! This business is yellow."

This is a taboo.

The one who did their work, hated such a customer.

Since they don't trust them, there is no need for cooperation.

Feifei saw him being fooled, she said coldly: "Idiot! Get out!"

She let go of her hand and the man immediately fled the window and fled.

She quietly looked at the position of the window.

Once, she was also one of them. There was no right or wrong, only a complete task.

Feifei put the pistol away and called Bai Yanyan: "Mrs. You are like a god, they really came, but - people ran."

Feifei thought that the reason why she let the person go was because they had done the same thing. She sympathized with them and sympathized with herself at that time.

This is a farewell to the past.

"Well, you stay in the room, I will do the rest." Bai Yanyan said.

In the toilet, Bai Yanyan and Feifei changed their clothes, so the person who went back to the room was Feifei. If it was replaced by white light, she would really lie on the bed, but I was afraid that it had been sieved. It is.

"Sorry, my wife, I can't ask anything, I don't know who is going to harm you in the end." Feifei said again.

In fact, she did not ask at all, but there is obviously no difference between asking and not asking.

If the professional killer is dead, it will not leak half a word.

"Well, I have the way to find out who." Bai Yanyan said.

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White lightly stood in the flowerbed, with a ponytail, and the whole person was hiding in the darkness, his brows groaning.

"It’s really not dead."

Gu Yuzhi stood by her side, palm patted her head, softly said: "Yan Yan, I will not hurt you."

White light and dagger: "Thank you, oh."

She had to thank Gu Feizhi for sending Fifi to protect her and monitor her, otherwise she would not know how many times she died.

This world is far more complicated and horrible than she imagined.