Hidden Assassin

“Effectively kills and kills people, it works very well, help you kill as many people as you want, kill as many people as you want, smell nice, kill all those people....... phone.........”

Duplex unit ceilings are high with large windows so that there is plenty of natural light in the room. Built on a cliff adjacent to Victoria Harbor, this 30-story tower has a clear view of the sea.

There are many other buildings situated on this steep cliff - the tallest apartment building overlooking the island.

There are dense, numb houses all over the mountains, big, small, new, old, all the buildings are crowded together. It's not that I haven't seen it anywhere else, but it's incredibly dense.

Chaotic and noisy, that's all I can describe.

“Young Master, the medicine is ready. ”

Hot black liquid filled with a porcelain bowl with a spoon in the bowl. He said it was cold tea to treat soil and water, but it was just traditional Chinese medicine.

Dongfang Road leaned on the back of the sour branchwood sofa and looked away, not wanting to see the coffee table in front of him.

Being educated since childhood does not allow him to cheat or take drugs, nor does he really have that habit of being a sorghum brother, let alone being away from his parents, which only makes it difficult for servants and housekeepers to do so.

“... Uncle Liang, I want to go out for a walk and come back for a drink. ”

“Oh, okay. Young Master, do you want a car? ”

“Thanks, give it to me, I'll do it myself. ”

“Young Master, that...”

“Ah! Sorry, I forgot, then I'm leaving. ”

“Young master wait ~............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ ”

“No.”

“I put cash in my wallet, along with my ID and papers. ”

“... thank you.” I'm a little embarrassed that Oriental Road stopped tying my shoelaces and stood up and took my wallet in my pocket. Uncle Liang can say that watching him grow up doesn't make any sense of ridicule at this time, but in the current mood of Oriental Road, he just wants to run away quickly.

Walking out the door of the apartment building, behind the hill is a tree surrounded Panshan Road, the Oriental Road walks quickly, this high-end residential area is gradually thrown behind the head at visible speed.

At a time when the vast majority of his peers were confined to one small part of daily life, he already had a considerable degree of personal knowledge of society and the world. At this time, he had no purpose and was not afraid to find a way back, only to walk in confidence.

Slowly swallowed buses.. Blue brick and black tile shrines.... Vintage Western-style buildings... climbing buildings full of green moss and climbing plants... Traditional signs.. Tea restaurants, egg tarts... Balconies in aisle apartment buildings, loose anti-theft doors lock households, not as many treble Cantonese sounds leak from the inside.

Cold and clear areas have passed, and small shops on the ground floor of the property are crowded with noise. It's full of people, lots of glamorous merchandise —— clothes, food, electronics, gaming software -- piled up in the narrow aisle as usual, new songs from this month's hair coming from somewhere, people talking out loud and doing business, and people arguing over things. A bit of the architecture of the ages is tightly connected, and the cloud-filled sky becomes narrow.

Hong Kong has always been regarded as the corner of the sea, and its geographical location often gives people the feeling of being alone overseas. Since it's far enough away, the boredom will be reduced accordingly.

But even if you don't pay attention, it's easy to remember seeing a similar situation somewhere along the way, in Chongqing, Dalian, Guangzhou, Jianghai... slowly, your thoughts will turn to the country and eventually fall back to her.

A week ago, on that boring noon, Oriental Luyo Gu Jia Ming came out to talk and said something.

If the health of the cousin involves the highest level of yellow, as long as the result is relatively good, the credit of the person in charge will not be insignificant anyway.

He and Simplified's apprentice have suffered together with him. Simplified ability is so brilliant, there should be a way to think about it. Since the last time he was willing to do something to save Huang Huang, this time, he should not refuse. People probably envy good luck like this, and they've heard something like "shit luck” coming out of the dark more than once. Oh, shit luck? Actually, I...

The desire to move forward exists, and I am glad to have done so, and the desire to try continues until the day of contact with the information....

I want a chance to talk naturally.

I don't want to make things too ugly, I don't want to make myself look too ugly in front of Gu Jiaming, more importantly, I don't want to look ugly in her eyes...

“I won't harass her anymore, but I won't give up on her, you don't give me a chance. ”

Ha ha... a person who is serious about this is actually ridiculous - obviously doesn't want to give up, but still has to stick around and say "don't give me a chance” to be high profile.

Hypocrisy, in the end, I'm just trying to get my face back.

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With regard to love, the seventeen-year-old had a vision and a vision of Oriental Road.

Walk shoulder to shoulder in the speckled sun that sieves between the branches, beside the beloved wife. Hold her hand and hold each other as irreplaceable beings for the rest of their lives.

This fictional image, which remains in the mind, has long been used by the Oriental Road as a model of perfect emotion and cannot be overstated as one of the most important life ideals.

After deciding that quiet was the unique person, Oriental Road used to shout at his little sister in front of his parents, in fact, he saved the thought of listening to the tone of mouth.

The Oriental Linghai is the kind of person who smells the strings and knows the elegance. Suddenly, he figured out the bends, but he was too lazy to poke them. He also walked through this age range, naturally realizing that such a thing does not require an adult to draw conclusions for the client, because whatever he says does not have the expected effect, but rather easily breaks things down. Although the details are unclear, the children and grandchildren have their own children, even if the son will regret it in the future, the scar in his heart should be the result of natural development.

The next night of the stall, Jiaming was shot in the center by a former enemy, and there was a knife wound through his left hand. After the surgery, Oriental Road greeted people without exception, said goodbye, went home with his sister, and briefly cleaned up and greeted the house to raise their level of vigilance in case of possible fluctuations. In the absence of his father, he, as the successor to the head of the family, simply carried out the routine procedure. Without the light on, he sat dead in his room for two hours. At 6: 00 in the morning, he felt that his father was about to wake up. He drove downstairs to the nursing home and conveyed the message. The day of the party happened to be here. He stayed there in the morning as the operator of the matter, and the elders occasionally asked him for the details before and after when they talked about it, to hear his views on the matter, and he also told the truth. Another day later, Oriental Road went to the hospital to visit the awakened family, and when he came back, he heard the butler Liang calling his father, saying that the apartment he had previously bought in Hong Kong was ready to be inhabited. He was going to go there to arrange various things, and then he became Oriental's footing point there. Oriental Road found a reason to fly to Hong Kong with Lao Liang.

Without wisdom or sorrow, this is naturally the natural situation of mature intellectuals. If such a belief is held without regard at the outset, the life of Oriental Road will also be easier. But the law that is closer to reality is that once you were happy, you were sad, and then you could live to understand.

While Jiaming was still being rescued, people were busy pursuing responsibility and calming things down, and no one noticed the quiet. Her slippers disappeared and she stepped barefoot on the watermelon floor, and her thin pajamas didn't come time to change and she sat there crying silently. Summer central air conditioning is big, and the walls covered with waterproof paint are cold.

Nothing can be said at this time, of course, friendship should be okay, not that he really has any purpose - as a friend and senior who lived and died together, it's too unnatural not to ask.

... she stood up without a sound or expression, put her coat on the ground and turned around to sit back. Someone next to her greeted her and handed her two clothes, which she put on.

He picked up his clothes and went back to where he had just stood. Behind him was a locked aluminum window. The night was already very deep, and the city outside grew silent.

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“If you're so interested in this, why do you want to study medicine? ”

“Well, because..... because a friend used to like to fight and get hurt all the time.....”

“... is it the girl you like? ”

“Uh, sort of, but.....”

Though far from being completely out of danger, he was in a relaxed mood when he thought he was smart enough to try and get the information he wanted. And the truth is -- they lived together long before they joined that cruise, and I was the only one who ended up in the drums...

There are simple words to master, but after all, he is not simple words. What does a man have to do to get two good girls to follow him at the same time? Would it be inertia to build a relationship from childhood to high school.....

Fortunately, it's not possible, this time it's over.

In fact, on the spiritual level, the Oriental Road's response can be described as perfect from beginning to end: it conveys a good feeling as comprehensively and fully as possible without undermining each other's accessible and retractable relationship; after being rejected, the patient * * * investigates only the information of potential opponents in secret, and a reasonable approach combines means and respect for the spiritual quiet; finally, in a dignified and dignified manner, it is generous to bear the defeat of the affectionate enemy, cooperating with the tone and emotion of the speech, yet it puts pressure on the other and leaves a hint of hope for itself.

His attitude and wording are sincere enough that no one can blame him, and regardless of what the other party has heard, to contribute wholeheartedly to Oriental illness will not affect his business because of the conflict of positions between the two, which is also the subtlety of manipulation - in fact, this time it has not worked, but it is valuable to be proficient in the use of various techniques of human mind and humanity to detect and configure, to the fullest extent possible, factors conducive to the achievement of the goal....

However, Oriental Road is, after all, only a normal 17-year-old man. Although he can still struggle to maintain a moderate and peaceful and consistent style, he also inevitably falls into self-esteem and flees to Hong Kong.

White words sometimes sound pronounced similarly. Compared to mosquito killing and homicide, it is natural that the latter is more appropriate to the mood of Eastern Road at this time; without a driver's license to drive, you dare to go out without your ID and wallet, it is true that there is a string missing in your brain.

Oriental Road came out of a high-rise area in the upper ring, and the town just built on the hillside of Victoria had many steep walls and narrow bends, and he liked to disappear behind him and go to the road to show the feeling in front of him, kind of like a jungle.

The sky gradually darkened and dinner time passed long ago. When the Chinese lights first came on, the Hong Kong characteristic - "Signature” - became more common. Red and green neon flashes on the building, covering the entire sky:

“Yafei Beauty Skin Care Center”

“Exhibit Design and Decoration Company”

“Fucun Dongyuan Restaurant”

“Walden Audio Equipment Co., Ltd."

Xinhua Zhongxi Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.

“Seafood winemaker."

“Buddha Russell.”

“Center for Culture and the Arts of the Fishing Arts Club."

Walking into the evening during the day, I didn't eat two meals, and now I am really hungry. I stood on the street preparing to go back to the Oriental Road before I thought I should call Liang in case he was in a hurry. With a slight self-blame in my heart, I pulled out my phone and found it had been turned off —— I forgot to charge it last night, so I had to call a beer Pearstock, “Uncle Liang, it's me..... I'm fine, really... not hungry.... I just walked around, I took a taxi back.... On the Hong Kong Island side," I stopped, “that, haven't called back yet... I promise to come back and drink medicine, really! Oh, next time don't dare, let me go...."

Back at the residence, the dinner was made up first, Lao Liang said the Chinese medicine heating was not absorbed, a bowl of re-cooking was soon enough, Oriental Road took the initiative to go to the kitchen to guard.

The medicine can poured steam, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell characteristic of Chinese medicine. The blue flame licked the bottom of the medicine can.

“Master, time's up, I'll do it.” Uncle Liang slanted the pot and the black potion slowly flowed into the bowl from the separately extended outlet.

Again, the will is still weak when it comes to drinking..... just die.

“Cough, Uncle Liang, I really don't need sugar... I'm not a kid anymore. ”

Dongfang Road drinks up.