Hidden Assassin

One cake took five days, but he never came back.

On the night of her birthday, Jia Ming blew the candle with her, ate the cake with her, listened to her say the past of training at home, said the harsh father and the dead mother, and then stayed until she slept with the panda as if it was an illusion, then did not mention it again, but doubled the intensity of the training, Jia Ming remained strict, and then began to teach her specifically how to make and dismantle bombs. She remembered that he said he hated cream, so he foolishly ate the cream outside the cake first, but until the cake was finished, he didn't come back to share it with her, presumably because his birthday had passed and his wish was no longer necessary.

On the day she finished eating the cake, she washed the foam disc, wiped the hard paper from the box and carefully placed it under the bed, ready to be brought back to Japan later.

Of course, that's the last word.

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The amazing fight that took place in the martial arts club was temporarily resolved by the rains through the flaming yellow awakening. Kaoru was given a sanction by the school that had been remembered and criticized, but there was not much substantial punishment. Although many people were dissatisfied with the defamation, the person who really dared to provoke the Japanese girl positively was basically gone after this incident.

On the other hand, Joseph, who was settled by Jiaming during the rainy night, woke up in the early morning of the second day and then finally left Sacred Heart College helplessly. His main purpose this time was to ask for help, not to tie a beam, to know that Marilyn's mother and daughter and the person behind the lavender had been merciful, he would not dare to make any further provocations. Since the other party was knowledgeable and naturally would know his intentions, Marilyn would also ask for help. As for the result, he could only wait, anyway, the family war with Gambino was not fought now. Both sides are currently in the process of accumulating strength.

After April, May 1 holiday is three days, Sacred Heart College celebration, actually on May 2. This is probably also to ensure that former graduates have free time to participate. On the thirtieth day, he told Mandy Oriental about the show and the request, and even though he was a little surprised, he finally said yes.

On May 1, he stayed at Huang Jia Villa, watched a sedan drive in and out, while on May 1 holiday, Huang's relatives also chose to come and gather, even Huang Zhanxiang, a senior provincial official, returned to Jianghai. Although Huang Zhanxiang had not made a smooth journey in recent times, the lean camel was bigger than Ma, and various mayor and director figures were busy entering and exiting for a time. In the past, Huang Zhanxiang's house, which appeared slightly silent, became extraordinarily lively.

Because there are no particularly close family members, Jiaming's location in the Huang family basically belongs to the cocoa or not, but also because of this, since he exists, no one else will deliberately forget him. At this time, some of the necessary rewards will still be impossible to escape, such as being called by the elders of several uncles and uncles to say a few words, admonition to read well, even as a busy man, Huang Zhangxiang, will also make people call him to go, recall Ming's mother - his own dead sister, and then let him work hard, etc. Such an order has to be heard several times a year.

Due to Huang Handxiang's influence, visiting nature is not only some people from Jianghai official yard, such as Zhang Jia, Han Jia and some acquaintances of the Oriental family also came. At more than 9 o'clock, Ahern drove from the school, accompanied by Xiu Yiting, who was somewhat frightened of his divinity.

This is the first time Xu Yiting has appeared before the Huang family since Xu Changhong died in the casino.

“... Ever since Uncle Xu's death, Yiting has been very depressed, she tried to commit suicide once, because she had a good relationship with her in school, I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I took her in these days, which is really wrong of me to say, I actually did this without permission. Because..."

“Because, frankly, Yiting was previously influenced by Uncle Xu, she actually had a certain amount of addiction, but the good news is that it's not serious. After these days of suppression, coupled with Chinese and Western drug support, her addiction will not become too much of a problem. I hope... Well, I hope not to send her to rehab. Although I know it's for her own good, she is still a child. Once sent in, I'm afraid she will leave a stain all her life. ”

After meeting with several Huang family leaders, where there is no outsider, Ahern tried to be as sincere as possible in explaining the reasons for these days, and made a request, after which things were naturally resolved easily. Speaking of, Yahan is the pearl on Zhang family's palm, and Xu Yiting is only a part of the Huang family that has no presence at all. The downhole stone is just a thought. Since Yahan can vouch for Xu Yiting, this face is still to be sold anyway.

After the clarification, someone took Xu Yiting to worship her father. Ahern has been busy organizing school celebrations these days, the spirit is quite tired, found the family in the corner: “Ooh... finally solved, I thought I was going to say a lot, hey, lend me your bed to sleep. ”

“My bed? You won't find someone to arrange a room for you. ”

“Please, people will think that I came here just to find a place to sleep, then I might as well just drive home... Hey, hey, friends, you won't be dying, that's all...”

“Okay, okay, I'm scared of you. ”

Take Ahern to her room, she will not stop nagging her on the way. Entering the door, it was still that simple room, Ahern sat beside the bed, looking to the right: "Speaking of which, this is the second time I've come into this room.” It's quite emotional between words.

“Well, after the kidnapping, you didn't dare come back because of Huang Hao Yun.” Packing up a few small things on the table, the house smiled lightly.

“I remember when you graduated from elementary school, I just got back from abroad, I'm not even twenty years old, everything is fearful... really unjust.” Take a deep breath, Ahern looks at him, "I've known you for four years, and you were still a little boy. But this room... doesn't seem to have changed much...”

“I don't often come back to sleep, it doesn't matter.” Looking around, the room was simply a bed, a desk, a chair, a pile of textbooks in the corner of the room from elementary school to the present, and Sasha gave him a bat, which he also put there. He could have had some bookshelves in the room, but Jiaming didn't want them. There is a map of the world on the wall and no idol map that teenagers like.

“When I first came in, there was a radio on the table that had been removed, and I thought it was funny that a 12-year-old kid would actually take the radio apart, and your paper was a little weird.” Take off your high heels without any hesitation, sit by the bed with your fleshy stockings bent, Ahern holding his chin in his hands, recollecting the past, his eyes sparkling, "when your attitude was murderous. ”

“I was making bombs then. ”

“Scared?”

“The radio.” Jia Ming laughed, "was actually the detonation and remote control of the bomb. ”

“... wow.” Looking at Jia Ming for a while, Ahan sighed and looked around the room, "Well... if I found out, you wouldn't have killed me, would you? ”

“I don't know what you're learning abroad, but if you could find out, I think I would. ”

“God... you were only twelve years old, you monster...” Ahern rolled his eyes and Jia Ming shrugged his shoulders helplessly. A moment later, Ahern concluded: “Sin... I am truly sinful with you...”

“Don't keep using such vague words. Rest, I'll go out and call you for lunch. ”

“Well, good night.” Shu stretched out his long limbs, Ahern smiled sweetly in bed, then bounced like electric shock, looking in bed, "Hey, there's nothing strange in your bed, is there? ”

“Please…” sighed softly, Jia Ming walked out of the room and closed the door. Ahern laughed and laid on the bed, pulling the duvet over to cover himself and closing his eyes comfortably.

Soon after, the eyes on the bed suddenly opened again, looking at the ceiling, looking to the left and right, to the outside and to the inside.

Bed... smells like him.

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At twelve o'clock, in and out of Huangjia Villa, more than a dozen dining tables were set up, acquaintances shouted and drank, butlers arranged seats, servants came and went, bodyguards dressed in suits or plainclothes distributed around the villa. When I pushed the door into the house, I heard Ahern's voice.

“Hmmm... Hmmm... don't..."

“Uh...” looked at the bed in confusion, only Ahern held his eyebrows tight, the quilt was kicked open for the majority, the short skirt was slightly up, the long legs wrapped in meat silk rubbed gently, absolutely enticing the scene of crime. His hands were also swinging powerlessly, seemingly in resistance and struggle, and when he heard the phrase "no”, he frowned.

“Did you have nightmares? ”

shook her head, Jia Ming walked to the bed and patted her cheek gently: “Hey, get up, we're ready to eat outside. ”

“Don't... Don't...” After a beating, Ahern's shaking head suddenly became more intense, his hands hit Jiaming, and the next moment, his hands were banged down on the bed.

Then a voice rang out the door: "Gu Jiaming, what are you doing!?” Turning back, Wong Ho-yun, who has always been fond of Ya-han, stared at the scene: Ya-han slept in his bed, Ya-han was not dressed properly, Ya-han was saying no, and Jia Ming was holding her hand... all this was connected, and living off became a temptation for Jia Ming to violence his teacher... oh, no, it was a scene of sin.

However, he had not yet been expected to open his eyes from obscurity as a proper reaction, and Ahern's first sentence had turned him into a fossil.

“Brother Jiaming... don't...”

“Pfft”, two lines of blood sprayed out of Huang Haoyun's nose...

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