Hidden Assassin

Sorry, can you give way a little? "

The man's body was leaning next to the game console, his smile was intimate, and a touch of cologne fluttered, and he frowned quietly. Fang Cai Yahan's mother made it clear that she was a blind date for Yahan. Although she was sitting next to Jiaming and Shasha, she didn't even say hello to the man. At best, she only glanced at her. Now she came to her. The intimacy that is taken for granted, even if you are familiar with it, is too much.

It's not that Ya Han is the kind of girl with a very conservative personality, who has Jie Tien for men other than her boyfriend. Outside Jiaming, she always has her own space, such as the piano, helping others to do blackboard newspapers, participating in reading clubs, and being able to talk and laugh with ordinary boys, but such intimacy must have a limit. Chong Yi's attitude at this time has even clearly exceeded the limits of ordinary friends in her mind. The quiet girl who always has a good attitude towards people and things will also clearly express her displeasure.

"Oh, just watching you won't ..."

The man took a step back from Yi Yi and waved his hands freely. It is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome shape, but also attracts the attention of the opposite **** in his temperament. The cynical smile has a decadent decadence. It's the most popular one-night stand in that bar. Ling Jing turned her head and looked at the electronic screen, and heard him say, "That ... Just listen to Ya Han's introduction, are you called Ling Jing?"

"Um." Lingjing frowned, and nodded dullly.

"I heard that Ya Han is now a teacher of the Sacred Heart. Are you a student of her? As far as I know, it seems difficult for high school students to be good friends with the teacher."

Men returning from studying in the United States have some English accents in Mandarin. To some people, it may be the sign of the elite at that time, but Ling Jing did not answer his question anymore, because Jia Ming had come to me with a smile: "beauty, is there anything wrong?"

Hold one's back in one hand. Supporting the edge of the game console with one hand is the same posture as Fang Caiwen Congyi. Even more intimate than him, Ling Jing smiled happily, shaking her head, touching intimately with Jiaming's cheek, pointing at the question on the screen: "I don't know this." In the gap, I saw rustling on the side and looked at it with a smile. In the quiet quietly, Zhao Wen from the side of Yi Yi nodded his mouth, revealing a disgusting look. Shasha raised her eyebrows funny, shrugged, and turned to play the slot machine with Yahan.

Completely different treatment, the attitude of the two people saw that Wen Congyi also frowned, the most depressing is. His opinion of a returning student was not accepted, and Ling Jing still faced the question and answer. Jia Ming thought for a while, then said: "Let's get one, let's choose C." Then he looked up and smiled politely.

"Hello there."

Seeing that Jia Ming came over, Wen Congyi quickly smiled and stretched out his hand, Jia Ming also shook him with Ling Jing, and it was like moving Ling Jing's entire body into his arms. He quietly clicked on the C option, and then answered D in the game console.

This answer coincided with Wen Congyi's saying, but at this time his face did not have the slightest happy expression. Ling Jing slightly yelled at Jiaming: "I think C is unlikely ... The expression on it is not annoyed, and I have not mentioned the text to make it easy to correctly remind. The intimacy between couples never takes This right, wrong, and wrong is used as a reference ground standard. Wen Congyi naturally understood it, but he was puzzled. He asked about the relationship between these people. This boy named Gu Jiaming should be with Liu Huaisha. It's only a boyfriend and a girlfriend. Is it because he deliberately pretended to be intimate?

After a little contact, Jia Ming probably noticed that the simple blind date prepared for Ya Han finally fell in love with Ling Jing as a foil, which made people laugh and cry. However, he has long understood that among the three girls, the quiet temperament is actually the most unique. On the one hand, she has the purest purity and spirituality of a girl in a common definition. On the other hand, she has It is completely different from the special sense of maturity defined by a girl. When these two contradictory temperaments are wonderfully combined, it will be enough to attract huge amounts of self-confidence to men. Thinking like this, he looked up and smiled.

"Are you very good at intellectual quiz?"

When Jia Ming asked, Ling Jing also looked up at Xiang Wencongyi, and the man immediately laughed: "Oh, it's not terrible, but the knowledge in it is not esoteric to me, you know There is a wide range of knowledge that can be found in universities in the United States ... "

"Oh, can you play the customs?"

"Clearance ..." Wen Congyi slightly hesitated, "This, huh ..." I was about to refuse, but Lingjing had already smiled to give way: "Come and play, we never passed the level."

"No, you play, I can just watch by."

"You play, it's okay."

Ling Jing smiled sweetly, asking twice in a row, and he couldn't refuse anymore. He sat in a quiet position and only answered a question. He only heard one sentence: "You play slowly, we have something to do." Looking back Going, I can only see that the two have gone side by side.

He reached for his hand on the electronic screen, and laughed at himself. After a while, he lit a cigarette, shook his head, and then carefully selected the options on the screen.

At this time it was five in the afternoon, and the guests at the banquet had arrived at the hotel one after another. Actually, they were looked at by Yahan's blind date. They were laughed at by Yahan and Shasha, and had to laugh helplessly. : "Okay, okay, I will never be miserable again ..." After finishing the points in a few times in front of the slot machine, the four immediately left the entertainment room and on their way to the banquet hall, I saw a group of people in martial arts clothes. Fang came over, Ling Jing and Shasha stunned at the same time.

Coming to this side, it is the Muay Thai communication team headed by the Muay Thai Master Shiri Wang. The two sides had a festival, and when Shiriwang walked next to Jia Ming, his eyes narrowed, revealing a trace of fierceness. Jia Ming just caressed his lips. Since that night, Lingjing and Shasha only knew that this Muay Thai master continuously challenged Chinese boxers.

The stubborn attitude of those who refused to show up interrupted many people's bones and turned out that they were also living in the Homeland Hotel.

These things are naturally clear, but now that Amre has not been sent away, Yan Huang Awakening has probably warned him that no trouble is allowed, and they can only make some noise in normal matches. Such things as the honor of Chinese kung fu naturally have nothing to do with themselves as long as they do not mess up. It's fair to think that they don't exist at all.

He used to be a killer, and was full of pragmatic indifference. At this point with both hands in their pockets, no matter how hostile the group's hostile eyes were, the Thais' team was already showing signs of impetus. These days, Xiaomeng has arranged a large number of people to be kept outside the hotel. The word is to wait for these Thais to come out and chop one to death, and then settle the house, arrange the run, and have a strong attitude. These people did not dare go out alone for a while. But naturally there are channels to get the news, to find out who the culprit of the conflict that day was.

That night at the police station. Amray was second to concussion with a slap. For these Thais, the biggest shame is that Siriwang was drooling by more than a dozen well-planned promiscuous people, I am afraid that Siriwang himself has Regarding this incident as a shameful shame, in recent days, he has issued words like "Chinese kung fu are all flower boxing and embroidering legs" and "Muay Thai first in the world". Every time the competition is very heavy, I try to hit people within the specified range to the last breath, and I want to attract the most attention. It is a pity that China is not free to speak. Yan Huang awakened through the government to give death orders to newspapers and televisions. The news in this regard can only be mentioned at most. Therefore, China-Thailand exchanges have been going on in a "friendly" atmosphere these days. The Muay Thai master also took a sigh of relief and had nowhere to go. At this time, he saw Jiaming, his bones were rattling, and his voice was horrifying as if he was setting off firecrackers. The disciples and accompanying persons at the rear saw this situation, and they whispered, probably guessing Jiaming. All of his identities showed a vicious look.

For a time, the atmosphere between the long corridors became extremely strange and solemn, and the quietness and rustle in his heart swelled. Yahan only heard about it, but now he understood it. Although they trusted Jiaming's skills, they were stared hostilely by Muay Thai masters such as Hilliwang, and the sense of oppression was by no means completely acceptable to ordinary people. A few hotel employees who were walking around were also affected by this atmosphere for a while. Looking at Hilliwang and others, and then looking at the three men and one woman here, they didn't dare to approach.

Blowing the children's song tune of "Snails and Oriole Birds", the under-faced family stared at Hiliwang's red eyes, and passed the Muay Thai master, Ling Jing, Husha, and Yahan just followed, no How dare you look at that handsome and ferocious face. Also at this time, behind the Muay Thai team, not a tall Thai boy walked out and stood in the middle of the aisle.

These people did not walk in the hotel in a completely neat line at first. They were chatting casually, but they were consciously giving up space to the aisle for others to pass, but the boy held his hands on his chest. One stop, however, blocked the passage space deliberately. About Giriwang also warned them not to make trouble, they did not dare to directly say that I want to flatten you, but the meaning of provocation was already obvious.

The corridor was a little quiet and weird. The attitude of a group of Thais changed from just hatred to sneer. No one spoke, apparently watching the attitude of the three women and one man after the road was blocked. However, Jiaming didn't spend much time on the side. The boy stood in the middle of the road. Jiaming opened his coat. Then everyone heard a few clicks.

That was the sound of the pistol loading.

Humming the melody of "Snails and Orioles", a pistol appeared in the hands of Ming Ming, and while walking forward, he opened the insurance, the load, and the thumb freely removed the hammer behind the gun, then pressed it back. The pistol was checked. These warriors from Thailand basically have knowledge of firearms. Only when they saw that gun, sneer almost solidified into a piece, and then turned into cricket and cold sweat.

China ’s weapons control is extremely strict. Even if their foreign guests can get a pistol, they ca n’t take it with them at any time. They do n’t have much time to think about where Jiaming ’s pistol comes from. Most importantly, Jiaming After random inspection of the firearms, I stretched my waist while walking and did two chest expansion exercises. The muzzle of the pistol held by me was swept across the upper body of each of the delegation, again and again ... The muzzle flickered, and some people were suddenly stiff, some people were ready to respond at any time, and some companions with poor mental quality immediately stepped back a few steps, and the young man who stood out remained motionless. Looking at Jiaming, his eyes stared like cowbells, about nervous.

"Suban!" Before reaching the confrontation with the boy, Siriwang in the back screamed, and then someone in the team extended his hand, and quickly pulled the boy named Suban away. Then, a group of people Watching Jia Ming arrogantly waving a pistol and walked past.

"Oh, a vine in front of the gate, ah tender and tender green just sprout ... Ah tender and tender green just sprout ..."

The weird melody hovered in the air ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Following a hotel employee carrying a vase behind the Muay Thai team was also scared by Jia Ming, who was walking with a pistol, in such an atmosphere Jia Ming pointed the pistol at the vase, and then began to ... water the flowers ...

Nourish, nourish ...

A tiny water column was flying in the air. In the eyes of a group of Thais who had not yet reacted, four figures disappeared at the corner of the corridor. In the air, there was a faint smile from the girl ...

For a moment, there seemed to be a sudden outbreak in the corridors, and the hysterical shouts rang out in chaos. In the hotel, it spread a long way:

"Damn Chinese--"

"I'm going to kill him--"

"Hold them--"

"Suban! Don't mess around--"

"Don't hold me, ah-"