Hidden Assassin

Night, Dongfang Family.

After dinner, the house in the middle of the mountain forest lit a glorious light, the Oriental family was lively today, not because of the light, but because of the many guests.

It is said that because of a large-scale investment plan, shareholders or directors of several large domestic group companies have come to Jianghai in the last two days. In terms of size and influence, these large companies are even better than the Oriental family. The thunderbolt of Lei Ming Group is far away. On the day of Tang Dynasty, these names represent a trembling wind and cloud characters that will not only shake the foot of the domestic financial community. In order to meet these people, Oriental Road and Oriental Mandy's father, Oriental Linghai, as well as a large number of company leaders, have rushed back to express their warm welcome.

However, when Chen Xia teacher of the school was seen mixed with them, Oriental Wan also presumably guessed that most of these people belonged to the mysterious organization called Yanhuang Awakening and even had a higher status than the Oriental family. But also because of this, the second master of the Lei family, who kept waving around in front of her like a fool, could not clearly express her disgust.

The big picture is important... she doesn't like the way things are said and felt.

Why don't you go up there and accompany the cousin if she's so weak? Although she doesn't like it that much, it's much better than this guy who always likes to play POSS and is so self-absorbed. Unfortunately, if Oriental is really weak and a little too weak, but after walking outside for half a day, his body is a little uncomfortable. After eating, he goes back to his room to rest at the request of the doctor, and no other peers can be used as an excuse. Now wanting to leave, it also seems a little rude.

“... Wan, if you have time in the future, you can go to us. I have more than 200 top models, including all kinds of airplanes, cars, speedboats. More than 100 of them are all high simulation limited edition collections of all kinds. If you are interested in this aspect, you can choose it. If you like, you can give it as a gift...”

“Oh...” Oriental glanced wide-eyed, eager to turn his head, "If I liked them all, would you give them to me? ”

“Well, of course... no problem. After all, everyone loves models. Communicating with each other should be...”

Communicate with you, the next time you don't move all those models back to your house, I won't call Oriental Mandy... secretly rolled a white eye, it's really hard to understand why the long-time Lei family is said to have such an outburst model son. Ever since I saw her come back this afternoon with a broken model helicopter, this guy was so desperate to say something around her, God knows she hates models.

Distracted, looking around, the middle-aged man who is now the focus of everyone in the lobby is thunderous. Although the big man seems a little rough, the temperament is better than the seemingly handsome guy beside him. I don't know how many times. It is doubtful whether these two people really are the legendary father and son. As for the more powerful side of the day, in the afternoon, he went to visit the Huang family to visit Huang Handxiang. The rest of the people, although they also had a bright identity, were less than the Oriental family, and did not belong to the focus of attention.

When his gaze passed the crowd, he also inadvertently glanced at his brother's somewhat dazzling gaze. He seemed to see her disgust at the outbreak of Master Er, named Lei Qing. Speaking of which, Oriental Mandarin was the child of such a large family, he himself wanted to intervene in the family cause to prove himself, and was not qualified to complain about those in need of a reward. Simply put, since hue was a weapon that she herself possessed, he should exercise well on it. However, after an exchange of eyes, Oriental Road came this way, seemingly with the intention of rescuing her from her misery.

“What's wrong, little sister, is your head hurting again? ”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

“Oh, I knew you wouldn't be comfortable if you drank alcohol. If you had to toast Uncle Ray's wine at dinner today, I knew you'd have a bitter head. Go back to your room and take some headache pills, then get some sleep. Brother Lei Shi, I will tour with you...”

“Ah... Xiaowan... does drinking give you headaches? ”

“Yeah, little problem, it's an old problem too, it's okay, Brother Lei Shi, come, take you to a good place...”

Thanks, brother, I owe you one time...

Just know.

One look at each other, Oriental smiled and said sorry, hurried away from the wrong place, and when she bypassed the corridor outside, she subconsciously looked at the guards and bodyguards spread out several times. Although nominally private force, many are said to be elite warriors more than agents, you can see that the momentum is professional...

Thinking of the momentum, Oriental gently remembered the twisted Bolton dogs. After being targeted by two twisted Bolton dogs that time, she, Xu Yiting and Jiaming actually scared them away with their eyes, and now it seems somewhat strange to think about it. Unconsciously avoiding a possibility, she shook her head and decided to put it behind her head. All she had to do now was go back to her room and dismantle the helicopter and repair it with her own superior skill to prove that Gu Jiaming's idiot couldn't do what he could do well. Of course, it seemed pitiful to compare him to an idiot, but do you think he was a genius...

Turning from the side staircase to the second floor, passing through the room where the cousin lived, Oriental took a conscious look, without the light, probably asleep. Speaking of which, I put her in the infirmary at noon to take care of Teacher Li. Who knew that Teacher Li had lost her as soon as she turned around and really frightened herself. She looked everywhere in the school. Finally, Gu Jiaming the guy brought her to find herself. Later, the three of them talked for a while. For some reason, she always felt that this weak girl seemed a little too close to Gu Jiaming.

“It turns out... then I should call your cousin Ming... call me if that's all right, Master, that's what they all call me...” Recall if that's the attitude... does she like Gu Jiaming? Moreover, Gu Jiaming's attitude was not as bad as it was when he was himself. Does Gu Jiaming like this kind of weakness?

Cut, the show made me laugh, I actually want these... stood at that door for a moment, Oriental Wan rolled his eyes and ran all the way.

……

……

In the dark, the glass door on the balcony opens and the cold wind blows in and out of the balcony she can feel the vigilant look the bodyguards are looking back at.

I've been weak since I was a little girl, and I had a good time playing outside with a strong spirit today, but I'm really tired. I was going to go to bed after taking the medicine, but I couldn't help but want to blow the wind. In fact, the wind on Emei Mountain is much cooler and she is used to blowing, but in any case, there are too few opportunities to be allowed to go abroad. She wants to feel the feeling of the world more.

However, weaker than Lin Daiyu, she stood outside for a while and began to get tired again. Shortly after returning to the room, the phone rang and she moved to the bed and touched the microphone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, if, I heard you were tired today, now you're in bed, right? ”

“I'm about to go to sleep, Uncle Fang, don't worry, I feel fine. ”

“Oh, I know you've been expecting to come out in the morning, but you can't force it, Oriental Mandy the child Sex Wild, I'm really worried that she's tired of you. By the way, did they say you saw the boy? ”

“Well, see you, Gu Jiaming. ”

“How do you feel? ”

“I've tried to look at it several times and he doesn't seem to have any signs of mental superiority. Of course, I've never seen anything called natural evolution, so I don't really know what it looks like...”

“If you think it's not... then it shouldn't be.” Slightly paused, the people over there said, “I'm sorry, I let you down just for this kind of thing...”

“No, Uncle Fang, you also said that I always wanted to come down the mountain to see it. Next time something like this must remember me. ”

“Oh, it's getting late, if you're not feeling well, go to sleep... I have things to do here too, good night. ”

“Good night, Uncle Fang. ”

A moment later, the phone hung up. If Oriental took a deep breath, stood up and did a few gentle broadcast gymnastics moves, stretched, breasts, twisted waist, then walked to the other side of the bed, grabbed the stall mattress, sat along the bed rubbing off the slippers on the foot before shrinking legs to bed, the ground just held on like that, no shine eyes staring straight forward.

The feeling ahead is… a growing vortex…

swallows all death...

In reality, the muzzle of a pistol parked 20 centimetres in front of her eyebrows.

It's the Ability Man, do you feel it...

No one knows how this person got in, the CCTV in the room is still working, but no real images can be seen in the surveillance room. If anyone could see all this in the room, they might be attracted to it. On the sofa next to the wall, sitting there lazily in a sleek black outfit, with his right leg on his left knee, his left hand with a slightly skewed side face, his right hand reaching forward, and the muzzle with a silencer facing Oriental's eyebrow.

And in front, a young girl in plain white pajamas sat motionless by the bed, her hands held a small fist on her thigh, her eyes wide open and her stiff expression showed: she was scared.

As for the aura in the room, it solidified, the gun mouth did not move in the middle of the air, if the Orient was frightened, the shadow of death that suddenly came and felt for the first time in her life actually covered her body, she would not even dare to test with an alien, so as not to attract an unbearable counterattack. And he stared quietly at her pale, frightened little face, and the woman's clothing was familiar - that is, she frowned slightly in simplicity, and he was thinking.

Time goes by...

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