Hidden Assassin

“Ha-ha-ha - hey -”

When the sun rose, there was a crisp and chaotic cry from the little girl on the grass. Among a large group of elderly people performing morning workouts, two horn braids were combed. The handsome girl was practicing a set of Wing Chun boxing in a regular manner. A little boy named Gu Jiaming lay on the grass slope and watched the group practice martial arts boringly.

It has been two months since the child's body was recovered.

During this period of time, the first ten days were also deaf and mute for amnesia, and then everything gradually became clear. The city of Jianghai, where I am at this moment, is the premier city in the country. Since the reform and opening up, this place has suffered greatly, and economic power has developed rapidly. Overall, at this time, the maritime layer of the river was largely occupied by several family enterprises, most of which were deeply rooted. The Huang family is one of them.

Her mother, who should be a direct family member of the Huang family, only has a family rule in the Huang family, but anyone who wants to marry the Huang family woman must be burdened. His father was arrogant and took his mother away with him. Shortly after the birth of him, the two had lost their lives due to a landslide in the mountains. The Huang family did not recognize the two, but when they saw their young, they eventually showed some concealed heart and led them to support them.

Although they are also called “Young Master” by the housekeepers, they do not have the status of "Young Master”. The mother's affairs, the family is deeply ashamed, and many children of the same age in the family also know. Therefore, if there is nothing to do, they should laugh at and bully themselves. This time they run away from home, probably because they can not stand this treatment. Who knew, after going out, they met Peyroja and two killers looking for new blood.

For six months, the only familiar person, the little girl named Ye Lingjing, was also a relative of the Huang family who could not beat the eight rods. At the time, his father and Ye Han, the father of Lingjing's martial arts museum, were very good friends. After his parents died, the Ye family also wanted to adopt themselves, but the Huang family had a more famous upbringing qualification.

Over the years, although she lived in the Huang family, she went to the Ye family for more time to play. Although she was a girl, she was bullied and wronged on herself on weekdays. She started out like a guardian god for herself. Therefore, even now that she was reborn, Jiaming tried to live a life that belonged to her child according to the arrangement of the little girl.

The feeling of attending school for the first time in his life was novel to him, without the harsh instructors, without the accompanying bloody killings in every class, without the constant threat to his life, everything was incredible. The only constraint was that, whenever he traveled outside the classroom, Ye Lingjing, who was at the same table, would always take a hard shot at him, demanding that he put his hands on the desk and sit at risk. She is the leader of the young pioneer team in the school and has the consciousness to supervise the students.

Trying to imitate their old handwriting, trying to keep the score floating in the pass line during the exam is not difficult for Jia Ming, the kid's world is interesting, he likes to sit quietly and watch, but the kid's world is annoying because they always like to do some childish and boring games and activities. Ye Lingjing, as a competent captain of the team, has to pull him on every performance and every game he does after class. Every time these kids have fun, Jia Ming almost collapses.

On the family side, he is not a valued child of the Huang family. Except for other children who want to bully people for fun, he will be thought of. The other adults treat him as basically air. It is not his turn to dine around the big table every night. He can only eat in the side hall or go back to his room and eat slowly. Every month, the butler will give him pocket money, as much as the other children share, but it will always be stolen by other children on the evening when the money is issued.

For him now, not being valued was a state he dreamed of. As for the money being taken away, he would also take it back that night and burn it with his hands. The next day, the whole house would jump with chickens and dogs, and there would be no peace. Of course, because these guys have always had poor grades, things like missing homework are often only used by adults as a reason to avoid homework, and then they get scolded, and the house laughs badly.

Every day at 3: 00 a.m., he would get up and go out to work out on the outskirts of the city. The 10-year-old's body was still too fragile, let alone fight. Even with a gun, a larger back seat might dislocate his arm. After following the previous killer training, you can go home and get into the nest at about 5: 30, and by 6: 00, the little spiritual in a sportswear will come in through the back door and knock on his window. The quiet kids who didn't like to live with him, plus Jiaming stayed in the last room on the ground floor of the building, it was more convenient to jump out the window dressed, and then the two would jog to the suburbs again.

At this time, Jianghai City did not have a few leisure-style parks, so this grass slope on the outskirts of the city is popular with some morning forgers. Jiaming often lies on the grass to rest, and Xiao Ling Jing will practice his fists twice.

Since childhood, Ling Jing practiced boxing with his father. The most skilled were Wing Chun and Tai Chi. He also won regional championships in martial arts matches with these two sets of boxing. Of course, it was the kind of watch-only matches. On the way back after morning workouts, you often meet an uncle who pushes his bike to sell buns, quietly pays a dime to buy two, and then eats all the way back to Ling Jing's martial arts hall.

Ye Han, the quiet father, although he has a literary name, is actually a bearded puppet man, these days the martial arts museum is still more like this master can settle the scene, Mama Ye is called Zhen Jingxian, a well-known doctor of surgery, but the person is as beautiful and quiet as his name. Two people specialize in fights, one treats a falling fight, but the couple sings as they please, and they complement each other. Both are kind and enthusiastic people, and in a sense, perhaps only this family is the family of Jiamin in this world.

Time has slowly passed and the weather has become colder and colder. Nearly closed in recent years, Red Star Elementary School has also taken a cold break. New Year's Eve is February 3 of this year, Jiaming and Ling Jing completed the exam on January 23 and went to school on the 27th to get the notice. This time, Jiaming gave the language exam seventy percent, and the math exam seventy-five, which is a lot higher than the previous grades. Xiao Lingjing was happier than he had taken a pair of hundred. He thought it was his captain who taught him well. After that, the fools opened up the know-how, and the Ye Hans were also very happy. Ye Han thought it was Jia Ming who opened up the know-how after he was injured. He should have been shot more than once. After being reprimanded by Duan Jing Skill for one night, he said he wanted Jia Ming Cold to come and study martial arts.

Jiaming is naturally busy trying to make excuses to refuse, there are many cold vacation homework, Huang's fat people want to look for him every day or something, and his heart wants to study here now are all the rich children of the family, maybe “son” or “young master” or something, he used to have to be bullied, now he has to guard against the other party too many blossoms, in case he makes the kind of mistake in "Dongchengxi Achievement", “You are too good a position, I can't help kicking you, I haven't kicked you so good in a long time”, that is a lot of trouble. Now I just want a normal life.

So, what does a normal life look like to Jiaming?

It was supposed to be a normal life, he thought. You should go all the way to elementary school, junior high school, high school, university, high school or university to make love a few times, then go out to society, find a job that's not too high, find a wife that suits you a few years later, and go all the way. There may be one or two dreams in life and try to complete them. Of course, it doesn't matter if you work hard or not. When you stay in the Sun Dynasty, you die so quietly, some cry, but soon you will forget him, others will be happy, but soon you will forget him. Although it's hard to imagine what it would be like to have a troubled child crying all day long, isn't that what many books describe as a happy life?

With this idea in mind, time turned to the end of the year, the matter of martial arts could not be avoided, because for his excuses, Ye Lingjing could tear it apart even without his mind. On February 2nd, there was heavy snow like goose fur in Jianghai City, and TV said it was the year of Ray Snow Mega Festival.

On the third is New Year's Eve, morning routine and quiet went out through the back door to exercise, and when I came back, the Huang family house entrance car entered and exited like a dragon, there were many Audi 100, which was a very windy model at the time, because all the officers sat on it. In the lobby, the crowd moves in and out, and the network of worshipping and pulling relationships is constantly interpreted. It is sufficient to see the Huang family's position in Jianghai City. The children chased and fought in the garden beside them, throwing snowballs or firecrackers. Jiaming and Ling watched for a while and looked quietly at the children and said disgustingly: “We are not here, go, go back to the martial arts hall, Dad bought a lot of firecrackers. ”

Thinking about putting another morning firecracker in boredom with a child, Jia Ming tried to blow up the entire heart of the planet with firecrackers. She was wondering how to get out of it. Suddenly several voices in the yard called him, and then a bunch of little fat poppers came this way very plainly.