Hidden Assassin

Standing tall buildings, crowded traffic, buildings on both sides of the road, large and colorful billboards, approaching Christmas, the weather has cooled down, the bustling crowds on both sides of the street have been wearing thick winter clothes, wearing thick suits , Rushing salesman with briefcase, fashionable and beautiful woman in a shopping mall, hip-hop costume, teenager wearing a sports cap, urban white-collar worker who stopped slightly in front of the newsstand with coffee, pick up a copy After paying for the newspaper, they hurried away again, with white skin, yellow skin, black skin, blonde hair, black hair, colorful hair, and baldness ... The crowd stopped at the crowded intersection for a while The tidal traffic flowed past, the green lights on the sidewalk lit, and the pedestrians waiting on both sides swarmed relative to each other. After a while, they were separated by the traffic.

Far and near shops have also been decorating and decorating for the upcoming Christmas. Across the street, a huge Christmas-oriented promotional signboard is slowly being hoisted, with bright colors, which is particularly eye-catching. The people walking below all subconsciously avoided a distance. The sky is bright, and looking from the side, the high-rise buildings seem to cut the sky into trapezoidal strips. In this narrow space surrounded by various huge bright billboards, millions of people are crowded. Between the streets like the valley of Foshan, waiting, walking, and stopping, just like a cell, bring trivial items and trivial lives from here to maintain the vitality of this giant city.

On December 19, 1998, New York, Manhattan, USA, one of the busiest places in the world.

Wear white and thin patient clothes. There are a pair of slippers on the feet, the face of melon seeds, the back of the head is a long horsetail tied with a simple red rope, a woman with a standard oriental beauty face is standing in the hallway, her hands lightly touching to close the entire space. The transparent glass window is looking at everything below the street. Due to the illness during this time, the weak face looks a little pale, but his eyes seem to be more agile. The puffiness on her body had faded, so she lost weight. Looks slimmer and thinner than ever.

This is a medical institution located in the most prosperous part of Manhattan. It may be better to say that it is a medical institution. This medical institute has a long-standing reputation in the industry, but it is not a regular hospital. They are more I was only responsible for development and research. If you want to be treated here, you will spend a lot of money without exception, and it is best to have a good family background, because of this. There are not many patients received here, but they can occupy a place in the world's most expensive location, with the best medical equipment and a perfect medical environment.

She arrived here the day before yesterday. In fact, before arriving here, her condition was under control, her body was swollen and she was in the recovery phase. However, nephrotic syndrome is one of the most stubborn conditions, and a one-time improvement does not mean anything, because it won't take long. It may recur due to a small opportunity, such as cold catching cold-this is difficult to avoid in patients who are already weak because of their illness. Zhang Jingan rushed her over to find a better way to cure her.

This trip. It was a bit hasty for her. Her father only said that she had been in contact with New York about once before, and then she drove her on the plane that night. It wasn't that she had any defamation about this arrangement, but Before that ... she was still waiting for that person.

No matter, no matter what, healed before going to see him ...

Ya Han's relationship with his father. Nothing has changed since the Cold War began a few years ago. Although I understand my father's concern for himself. But a few years ago, because of Liu Wenli's affairs, she also clearly realized. When it is necessary, the father will still marry himself as a bargaining chip in the interests of the family, probably also recognizing the discord of this relationship. This time, it was only my mother who accompanied her to New York. In Jianghai, I get to know the situation by phone every day.

Yahan, who has lived in the United Kingdom for three years, has nothing to adapt to the environment in the United States, and basically spent two days in the hospital for one or more tests, simple injections and medications, and never went out. During this time, my mother was ready to travel and shop in New York City during Christmas. She was also prepared to forget her worries for a while, and have fun in New York for a while, just like her mother Said that shopping is the panacea for women to heal everything.

Seeing the street scene outside the window for a while, she started walking along the corridor on the floor. Most of this floor is the research room, and this small part is the ward. Although there are few people, there is land, after all, the entire corridor. , Plus a nurse who just passed, about four or five people. When I walked out of the door of a ward, I could hear someone talking in English. The accent was a little different from that in the UK. She didn't hear it for a while. At this time, she slammed the door open. Hit her on the ground.

Out of the room were two young men who apparently looked bad, and were pushing the door with a little excitement. When they saw Ya Han being hit on the ground, they couldn't help but stunned, then they looked at each other, among them One questioned in English, and this time Yahan heard clearly. The two probably thought that she was eavesdropping on the conversation outside the door. The man said, grabbing Yahan's placket and pulling her stand up.

"Say, who the **** are you!"

"Why overhear ..."

"Who directed you here, the Gambinos? Or the Kolobos ..."

"What are you talking about! Let go of me!" The two are probably accustomed to walking, but Yahan is not the kind of bullying woman, and the bodyguard brought by her is not beside her, her hands together, She cut sharply on the man's elbow, and when the man's hand was loose, she had grabbed the man's shoulders and collar, swept the calf just right, and threw him to the ground with both hands.

This series of simple moves made it smooth, but because the condition was getting better, there was really little energy on the body. Taking a step back, my head was slightly dizzy. When another saw his companion fall to the ground, he rushed forward. At this time, a figure was inserted between the two.

"Well ... what's the matter, slowly say something, slowly say something ..."

The figure had a hand that blocked the two who were about to rush over, and he was not tall and burly

It was only about one meter seven, wearing a yellow sports cap, and stopped both of them for a while. The mouth just said, "Something is slowly speaking. It is a misunderstanding, it is a misunderstanding, it is slowly speaking. Don't hit me ... "

During the conversation, the two people just waved at the guy who came running and blended. However, the man shook his body twice, and even escaped easily, until one of them came to catch Yahan. Holding him in his clothes, for a moment, the man seemed to dodge and pull without any rules, neither of them could reach Yahan. It can't hurt him at all. Ya Han looked for a while, but realized that this man's footwork was obvious Chinese martial arts. Although seemingly flustered, he was obviously much stronger than himself.

"Don't hit me ... slowly say something, I count to three. Let's stop together, okay? I count, oh ... three!"

Suddenly, the voice fell, and the farce that was just as lively as the bazaar also ended in an instant. With this man's sudden punch, the two fell to the ground. The man raised his hand with a chuckle and looked like a yellow man who was only about twenty years old. The body is not fat, but the face is round and looks quite flattering, giving a feeling of not growing up: "I said it was a misunderstanding, don't hit again ... uh ..."

"K!" With this ~ a pistol. Aimed at the man's forehead. The Chinese man raised his hand. But at the same time, the other hand held the barrel of the pistol. Appearing behind the round-faced man was a tall foreign man, dressed in a straight suit, holding a bunch of flowers, and frowned: "What?"

"Uh ..." The two groups obviously knew each other. As soon as the muzzle was held, the foreign man with the gun apparently panicked. "Joseph, this woman overhears us ..."

"I don't!" Ya Han said, staring.

"Where." The pleasing man also raised his hand and said, "It was they who accidentally opened the door, knocked the lady, and slandered her overheard."

The man named Joseph glanced at a few people, and then nodded to Yahan: "I'm sorry, they're wrong ... apologize!" The second half of the sentence was obviously to the two foreigners.

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"But ... uh ... sorry."

"Sorry……"

Both were obviously afraid of the man named Joseph, hesitated for a moment, and apologized reluctantly, but Joseph didn't say much, entered the room with the bouquet, and then closed the door. Outside, the pleasing man nodded to Yahan and said in Chinese, "Chinese?"

Ya Han nodded slightly.

"It's a coincidence that I can even see Chinese people here. Me too. You can call me a hoe, and my hometown is in Beijing."

He scratched his head and held out his hand. Yahan smiled slightly and touched symbolically: "Thank you."

The man with the **** on the opposite side seemed to want to say something, but the beautiful woman in front of her nodded, but turned and walked back, scratching her hair in a puzzled manner. After a moment, he looked at both sides and couldn't help laughing at herself. Smile.

Going to the side, he took an MP3 from his arms and clicked: "Boss, something has happened and he has reached the target. The failure is that she doesn't seem to be interested in communicating with me. The beauty really is a beauty. I I guess the advanced martial arts that I showed caused her subconscious alert ... And, how could the Mafia people be in this hospital? I just saw Joseph of the Salier family, although he always managed to see it better. Light business, but will it have any impact on our place this time? "

"Shouldn't." After a while, a voice came over there, "Joseph's brother who went in was shot a while ago, because this research institute Joseph also owns the shares before he moved in, relative to the possibility What happened should be a trivial matter. However, given that you said that your appearance and temperament are killing men and women, I would like to express my sincere glance to you on behalf of the entire anti-terrorism team. And warm contempt ... "

"Cut ... Brother Guohua, I just think we do n’t have to worry about it so much. She does n’t have a small woman who has no enemies. Once she goes abroad, she has to arrange so many of us to protect her. I think, as long as I am here, Is that enough to protect the head of state? Is it so troublesome to please a tulip? "

"That's right." Cui Guohua smiled over the headset. "So Guolin and they are all going out for a walk now. Such glorious and arduous tasks will be left to you alone. Hoe classmates, if true You are in danger, please ask for blessing. "

"... you are so shameful."

"It used to be a mission to go to such a big place abroad ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Now it's hard to find some free time. Of course, it ’s worthwhile to shop around ... Oh, in fact, Guo Lin, they are looking for North America based on your information. The news of Pei Luojia has gone. As for Tulip, you have been in the United States for many years. If you do n’t know it, it will be difficult to understand it. But since we are in New York and the order is the same, let ’s do it. This time, Jianghai City happened. The incident happened to be the best opportunity for us to show our sincerity to Tulip. That person ... I really want to see her ... "

"If it's a beauty." Hoe rolled his eyes, "I also want to meet and talk to her."

While the two were having this boring conversation in a dedicated intercom system, an aircraft from China landed on time at Kennedy International Airport, about 20 kilometers southeast of Manhattan. Shortly after, a A woman in a white stand-collar trench coat and light red sunglasses came out of the airport gate, carrying a small suitcase, and stopped a taxi.

"Ntan. (Sheraton Manhattan Hotel)" said softly, a pure and authentic New York accent. The driver drove onto the highway. The woman took off the light red sunglasses and reflected it in the mirror. It belongs to Jian Suyan's delicate face full of oriental beauty, elegant, quiet, and British. Only in the slightly raised frown, there was a hint of sharpness, like the quietest cloud before the storm ...