Hidden Assassin

A cup of hot coffee, four egg tarts, thank you. "

Standing in front of the restaurant counter, he thought about those things and rubbed his forehead. Some things did n’t know the result, and it was useless to think about it. He was n’t the kind of brilliant man. Understanding and grasping the personality of some people a few decades ahead. In the aftermath of his last life, many people in the dark world have died. Their character, many things and decisions have been analyzed and studied. This is his greatest advantage.

It would be nice if someone like Kelly Vernim could help himself. In my last life, I was just a killer. I have more admiration for Kelly Fonim, the clever Lily girl. Thinking of this, suddenly the figure of mother and daughter Marilyn floated in her head. Marilyn was kind to him. He understood and was moved, but for Heidi ... she was in a period of rebellion. Since she didn't want to make her too sad, she had to leave. Of course, it was hypocritical to say so. Of course it will be sad, but in short, the eyes are not clear ... Maybe when Heidi has passed this rebellious youth, everyone can become friends again ... Maybe friends who don't go to bed ... He thinks about talking to Mary in his mind The feeling that Lotus was not in bed together was really a bit awkward.

"your."

"Thank you."

After receiving the food in the plastic bag, when I turned back, I saw Ya Han, her little mother and a bodyguard were watching the snow coming out of the building opposite. Ya Han's head was covered with a windbreaker and her face was small. Small, the whole body was covered tightly, and beside them, there was a small fat man with a round face. He is talking with a whisper.

This weather is still out shopping, woman, your name is against the sky ... With a sigh, he walked out of the fast food restaurant. As they ate, they followed behind ...

"Ah, Yahan and Yahan, come here, what do you think of this necklace? It also has good workmanship and beautiful colors, 13,000. It's not expensive."

Because of the blizzard, there are not many people in this large supermarket in the center of Manhattan at this time-of course, it is only relative to the crowded scenes of ordinary people. Moreover, it is said to be a supermarket. There are also many affiliated stores around. Some luxury goods stores are naturally independent facades. Today, a group of people chooses things in this jewelry store. Speaking of them, there are only shopaholics jumping at the counter. Jumping around, the chubby little fat man was talking next to him. The two people had something of a bad smell. In a day or two, they became friends because of chatting and farting. As for Yahan. Just sitting on a bench at the edge of the shop. Looking boringly, holding my chin. Originally, she was also very enthusiastic about shopping, but she was not in the mood recently.

"Thirteen thousand dollars. It's a dollar." I heard my mother's call. Yahan turned her head. "And I think it's a bit fancy. Is the taste of gold too strong?"

"Thirteen thousand dollars. So I'm not expensive." My mother raised her eyebrows, and with the financial resources of Zhangjiadi, she really didn't put such a degree of extravagance on her eyes. "And I think it's fancy. It suits you, my mother, and see, does it seem explosive? "

Looking at the look of my mother hanging the necklace around her neck, Yahan couldn't help laughing, but she knew a little, her mother snorted like this, but she wanted to make herself active. The **** on the side looked at it a few times: "No, the ear-shaped chain is actually very simple. I think this necklace matches Madam Zhang very well."

"Still you can talk, scratch your head, have a future, and I'm optimistic about you." After a few laughs, my mother lowered her voice. "Hey, to be honest, I think you are good, do you want to make yahan? Frankly with me Say it. "

"Uh, huh ..." The blusher blushed and laughed awkwardly, "Uh, I think this necklace is very suitable for Miss Zhang, uh, you you you ... what do you think?"

"Don't pretend, tell you honestly, Yahan just fell in love, if you can make her happy, I will help you." After whispering this sentence, she turned away, "Wow, really yeah, Yahan You see, this blue gem is very suitable for you ... Troublesome, take out this necklace, and this one, wrap it ... Yahan. "

Laughed and walked up and took Yahan's hand, was about to drag her over, but saw that Yahan seemed to be stimulated, Huo Di stood up, looked outside the shop, then broke away her hands, and walked quickly Out.

"What's wrong? Who do you see?"

As Yahan walked to the corridor outside the shop door, in front of him, there was an indoor square with a fountain in the front floor. The elevators and corridors were connected back and forth. In small and large shops, the central air conditioner provides sufficient heating. In the soft flowing English songs, hundreds of shoppers walk up and down and back and forth. It seems difficult to find a look among such people.

Standing there and looking for a while, Ya Han shook her head in disappointment: "I, I may be wrong."

"You are thinking day by day and dreaming at night, and now you see everyone like the person you think." The mother hated taking a hard shot of her back, "It's been half a year, you , Dead heart ... "

"But ... it really looks like him ..."

"Let you say you don't say it, my boyfriend has discussed it with you ... go, don't think about him, come in and pick jewelry with me, don't disturb my interest!"

With a grumble of dissatisfaction, the mother took her in, and asked her to stand and forcibly pick up the jewelry, and then disregarded the protest. As long as she saw the eye-pleasing jewelry, she bought it, and the whole package was about half A medium-sized shopping bag, let the bodyguards in the rear carry, and continue to browse to other stores.

However, with a glimpse of genius, along the way, Ya Han was always absent-minded, occasionally looking around, trying to find the familiar figure. Since watching the video of the street killing yesterday, she always has a premonition in her mind that Jiaming has come to New York, and it is this speculation that makes it difficult for her to determine that the back she just glanced over is the real home. Ming followed, still illusioned by his own thoughts.

"Come here. Undress, undress, let my mother see your figure ..."

When I reacted again, my mother had been pushed into the locker room, and she was reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

I don't like this dress anymore. no need……"

"You don't like me, don't this purple dress suit you well? Put it on, let me on, I won't hurt you!"

"A skirt can catch a cold in this weather."

"There is heating in it, and people who think that you shouldn't think about it all day will catch a cold more severely than a cold. According to me, you should dress yourself up beautifully. Attract a large group of young men to chase you ... ... haha, take it off me! "

In the voice, in the narrow locker room, the outerwear, underwear, trousers, and thermal pants were forcibly dropped off piece by piece. Thrown to the ground, high heels were kicked aside, and Ya Han, with her long legs exposed, struggling with a smile, and stretched her hands to the waist of the woman in front of her.

"Haha, you dare to resist, you are an unfilial girl, unfilial girl ..."

"Aha, indecent **** ..."

The voices of two women, sister-like, came out from the locker room, because the Chinese salesperson was using Chinese, it was not clear what happened to the American saleswoman who sold clothes outside. The **** and a dry bodyguard stood there expressionlessly, their muscles jerking. The **** was laid on his back with both hands, as if looking away from the sky. A moment. Suddenly, he reached out and covered his nose and mouth. The blood spilled from his fingers, and before he could react to the next step, the bodyguard leader next to him passed the tissue in front of him, and they looked at each other with a strange look.

"Thank you."

"No need to."

After a while, the locker room door finally opened, and a purple long dress came out, and everyone around him widened his eyes. Outside the shop with glass exterior walls, a few men and women who came to the shop subconsciously slowed down and talked to Yahan in the shop. Closing the dressing room door, the floor-standing fitting mirror showed the image of Yahandi at this time.

The elegant long skirt with daisy purple as the base and white as the edge hit the ground. According to the golden section, the upper and lower body proportions perfectly culminated in Ya Han's tall and graceful figure. The slender waist was gently bundled. The skirt was not Large, elegant and concise like a normal dress, but full of oriental flavor, coupled with the recent healing, and a little melancholy complexion because of the memory of the heart, mixed with a little pale. However, it perfectly perfectly interprets the concept of a rude oriental classical beauty.

"Come on, come on, see for yourself, use your own eyes to prove my mother's sharp eyes and elegant taste, it's really fascinating ..."

He cheerfully pushed Ya Han in front of the fitting mirror and looked at the image in the mirror. Ya Han tilted his head and smiled helplessly. Suddenly, a figure glanced over her, she turned abruptly, and saw a crowd of people outside the shop separated by a transparent glass wall. Most people came to this side subconsciously, and that figure, It was fleeting, and it was nowhere to be found.

Is it the illusion of thinking too much ...

"What's wrong?" My mother's eyes followed her eyes in confusion as she walked through the crowd, but then she yelled, "Hoe, those people over there ... the middle one is not the mafia you said Why did he run out of the hospital? Yeah, he saw us. "

In sight, there are many plastic tables and chairs not far away. This is the gourmet area in this shop. At this time, more than a dozen people led by a blonde American youth are doing there, two of them Yahan knew each other. The day before yesterday, because they believed that Yahan was eavesdropping, they only knew the gimmicks. As for the blonde young man, he was the protagonist who lived in ward 14. Everyone lived in a hospital God, occasionally looking up but not looking down, can also be regarded as "acquaintances" who have never said hello.

At this moment, the two groups of people were not far apart, and the halo after Yahan came out of the locker room also seemed to affect that side. A group of Mafia people also looked to this side, and some seemed to be whistling and realizing The eyes of the young mother and others showed that the young blond man showed his acquaintance's attitude, raised the coffee paper cup in his hand, greeted him far away, and then came with a dozen people in a mighty manner ... ...

Although there is a great admiration for the classic film "The Godfather", of course, it is impossible for the mother to regard the real mafia as a good person who likes to uphold world justice. Here, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "The mafia and mafia are here, do you want to call the police?"

"I'm useless, and they dare not openly do bad things ..." The **** on the side maintained a smiling face and said softly.

"Bad thing? What bad thing would you do ..." The woman's eyes rolled twice, her mouth beating, "What kind of person is this, staying in the hospital when you are sick or painful, let's just go out and shop at our woman's house, A group of big men are so busy that they come out to shop ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Pervert ... Mr. Chen, these people should not have any wrongdoing attempts. I heard that the mafia kidnapping is also very good ... Yeah, ya Han, go in and change your clothes back ... "

One turned around, the two women entered the locker room again, and after a while, Yahan had changed back to the winter clothes. As for the first person, they started to say hello to these people and talked again. Introducing, it is said that the name of the young blonde was Robert, and probably the injuries on his body were not completely healed. At this time, it looked like Yahan, and his face was pale. After getting to know each other, he began to invite the two beauties to have a coffee.

"I'm really sorry about the day before yesterday. Neil and the two of them were too nervous. They had some misunderstandings with Miss Zhang. If you don't mind, have a cup of coffee in the past? How about apologizing for the day before yesterday?"

Although the underworld is not all bad people, but drinking coffee with the mafia, who knows if there might be any accidents, my mother smiled: "Oh, sorry, I have a next stop, just want to ... ... "

"It's okay, just go for a drink." Before she said no, Yahan didn't know what she was thinking, and suddenly she agreed, interrupting her waning. Robert laughed, stretched out his hand, motioned to the lady to go ahead, and his ordinary eyes swept through the crowd for a week, Ya Han nodded, and walked over there ...