Jiaming, you coward ...

Gritting his teeth, silent words lingering around his mouth, but he could not shout anyway. My mother and everyone are behind. If Jiaming really came to New York, there must be something he wants to do, but at this moment, I want to see him once anyway, even if I just meet and do n’t say anything Yeah, at least make her sure, he really came over ...

The front was full of crowds, spreading messages such as gun battles and mafia rally, and the riots continued to expand step by step. People up and down escaped along the escalator and shouted loudly. It seems that guards are trying to control the order, but the effect is minimal. My mother's voice kept ringing in the rear, but she didn't dare to stay. Anyway, since Jia Ming wanted to hide, she would never let her be seen in a place with familiar people.

Between the noisy, Yahan was holding down the stair railing desperately, and was almost squeezed to the ground several times. After the next floor, it was another floor. His eyes searched for the crowd that could be seen. It seems that the human head can only distinguish hair color and race. After finally descending to the first floor, the huge indoor fountains are playing fluctuating water patterns in the sound of music. The silhouette in front of them is also changing, but they are looking for it anyway. Before looking at the figure she wanted to see, she turned around and looked upstairs, and the crowd of people on the escalator was crowded. Seeing her turning back, her mother waved the shopping bag in her hand and swept across the first floor, The second and third floors, however, found nothing except strange faces ...

Gu Jiaming, don't let me find you ...

For whether Jiaming is here. In fact, she wasn't quite sure. She was in another country and she had subconsciously had such a thought since she saw the figure like Jane Suen yesterday. Jia Ming was very powerful. But the terrible people may not be Jiaming, she certainly understands them. However, when the hidden man shot, it felt so strong, the flashing figure, like the elegant woman of Jane Soon ... made her run down desperately.

Mother, they are already down the last staircase. She turned around and walked a few steps in the crowd blankly. Not far away, a tall and tall man squeezed out of the crowd in a panic and looked back. Slightly dazed walking forward ...

"Hey, Zhuang ..."

"Why are you so messy and found?"

"No, two mafia families are fighting. This mall is messy. I am now behind Zhang Yahan. She is now alone, separated from the bodyguards and the fat awakening fat man ..."

"Beware of the plain words. Al. You are the best follower, and I don't want to lose you ..."

"There are no suspicious people nearby. The situation this time is very confusing, it is difficult to grasp the whole situation, Zhuang, I have fifteen seconds of security time ..."

"You're thinking……"

"Yes."

"confident?"

"Have."

"OK, good luck ..."

Concise conversation, he walked a few steps naturally towards the front, the group of bodyguards only came down to half of the escalator, Zhang Yahan walked blankly in the first few steps, looking left and right, he naturally stretched his right hand into the clothes, Six meters, five meters, four meters, three meters ... close to ...

With a distance of only two meters, it seems that when you reach out and step, you can touch the back of the woman in front. That step stepped out and reached just behind a cylindrical ground. It was a blind spot that was not visible to the bodyguards on the escalator. He had to pull out his gun, and suddenly his body became stiff for a moment.

He was pressed on the back of his head, and then his other hand entered the edge of his eyelids, gently wrapped around his neck, and then pulled back, as if he had pulled a zipper. Everything just happened in an instant. He pressed the mini intercom on his earlobe gently with his hand on his back of the head. The coldness between the neck and the internal organs penetrated into the internal organs. His left hand held the neck and the blood was cut from the thin blade. The oozing out could not be suppressed anyway.

Her whole strength seemed to be pulled away in an instant. Just one meter away from the woman in front of her, she seemed to be standing behind her. , Trotting away in one direction, he took a few steps back, leaned his back on the pillar, and sat gently on the ground, blood came out of his fingers ...

A figure went in the opposite direction, put on the headset, and turned on the communication channel switch.

"Hello? Zhuang?"

"Who are you ... how's Al?"

"Hey, listen carefully ..." After a moment of silence, a female hysterical scream came from the noisy crowd: "Oh, I can make a educated lady make such a voice, I think She must have seen a lot of blood, and we have to rule out horror, what do you think? "

"Who are you? What do you want?"

"The people you want to deal with, I want to talk to you."

"What to talk about?"

"For example, what we declared war or peace talks ..."

In such a conversation, the people over there would naturally not know that Jiaming had detached the micro walkie-talkie to one side, opened the watch cover, and pulled out a thin copper

With the above, countless address codes, scroll on the watch screen.

Of course, the so-called negotiation of this form did not have any meaning at all. After a while, Jia Ming threw the micromachine to the ground and stepped on it. He looked back at the more rioting crowd and took down his watch. On the address.

"Just like Detective Conan, isn't it ..." To himself, he turned to join the chaotic flow of people and walked out the door.

"Ah-" The moment the scream rang, my mother and several bodyguards ran to Yahan: "What do you run, who do you see. What do you say ..."

"I, I'm afraid ... I read it wrong, I don't know ... I can't say ..." Something shook his head helplessly, and then the terrified scream stunned everyone around him and turned back. I saw a man sitting on the ground leaning on a pillar in the hall, holding his neck tightly with his left hand, and blood flowing from his fingers to his clothes. Although his eyes were still staring, he was clearly dead. Now, or ... there is no possibility of treatment.

"Yahan, let's not ... don't go ..." He dragged and wanted to go to see where Yahan was. The mother stammered and spoke, some distanced away, and some people quickly avoided it. Some people surrounded them curiously and enthusiastically, and the **** following them rushed up first, squatting in front of him.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Asked aloud, but it was clearly impossible for the other party to answer. Gently moving a finger on the neck of the other person, more blood burst out. Seeing that the right hand was still in the clothes, he reached out and gently pulled out. I saw the man pulled out his right hand. He was holding a gun in his hand. The **** was scared and jumped out two steps: "Wow ..."

Seeing that the other party had a gun, he didn't seem to want to care about it. He took out a paper towel and wiped the blood on his hands, and he walked back to the two women: "Uh, it seems like ... someone had cut his throat, he had a gun in his hand, and ... I was on the escalator There seems to be an impression. This person seems to have approached Miss Zhang intentionally. Well, you were right there at the pillar. Did Mr. Chen have any impression? "

"Yes, I also have the impression that this person has been close to a lady." All trained professionals naturally have their own methods of memory. For large and small things within a certain period of time, they can be reproduced in the brain, Mr. Chen I recalled and nodded. My mother said in a panic, "So ... what does that mean?"

"Meaning that this man originally wanted to be detrimental to the lady. Someone gave him in secret and saved the lady ... this man is very powerful ..."

"Why, how ... why would anyone want to kill Yahan land?" Suddenly heard such news, my mother called out in a hurry.

"It's not necessarily about killing people, it's probably kidnapping ..."

Mr. Chen was explaining these things. Yahan in the rear suddenly broke away from her mother's hand, ran a few steps towards the man who died on the ground, and looked at the blood that poured out, but she didn't show any fear or nausea. The next moment, she turned around, constantly looking at the crowd around her.

"Yahan you ..."

"Don't you come over!" Seeing her going to follow, Yahan ran out two steps and shouted loudly, this time, her mother did not give in to the slightest concession. Don't run around! You are in danger! "

"I'm not in danger, don't follow me! He will protect my land!"

Speaking loudly, her face was so anxious that she was about to cry. After a while, Yahan shouted in a crying voice: "Don't follow me, I will go back, please, just this time ... He will protect me, and I will be fine. I want to see him. If you follow me, he won't come out to see me ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ I really want to see him, please ... "

At this point, Yahan had already cried loudly, tears drew from her eyes, her mother leaned her head to one side, wiped her nose and mouth, and stared straight at her with a quick speed: "You know, I'm not your biological mother ... but I treat you as my biological sister. It doesn't matter if you say your biological daughter ... so if you dare to make any accident ..." She yelled, "... that I'll die to show you! "

"Thank you, Mom." Ya Han laughed, reached for her tears, and ran to the door.

Looking at her running away, my mother said helplessly in the same place: "How could it be like this time, we haven't offended anyone when we came to the United States ... what the **** is this!"

"Relax, Miss Zhang must be fine."

"Yes, don't worry."

Aside, Hoe and Mr. Chen quickly comforted her.

Ahead, the crowd is crowded.

Pushing the door open, she burst out of the snowstorm.