Hidden Assassin

“What... What...”

Mato shouted suddenly, frightening everyone around him, and Ahern was suddenly stunned. She also worked out at the martial arts hall, and someone reached over and took what was in her hand, first of all tight as a reflection of the conditions. When he turned around, he saw Jiaming standing beside her and handing over another glass of water.

“Drink this. ”

“Ugh...” Although I couldn't figure out what it was for a while, since it was Jiaming's words, she naturally nodded habitually, exchanged cups with Jiaming and drank a sip before realizing that Jiaming had also taken her cue and had a harmless smile on her face.

“Can I change people? Teacher Zhang is tired too. I'll take your place in this inning. ”

Suddenly a greeting didn't come out, and for no reason changed the cup in Ahern's hand, plus Martona's sudden scream, everyone hasn't figured out what was going on yet. Lin Wanzhen beside him smiled: “Do you want to fight, little brother? What is your relationship with Ahern? ”

Jia Ming shrugged her shoulders and looked back at Ahern. Ahern hesitated for a moment, then smiled: “Well, he is my brother, Gu Jiaming, Jia Ming, Wan Zhen was a classmate of mine when I was in college. She and I were fine when I was in Cambridge. ”

“Sister Wan Zhen, hello.” Jia Ming looked like a standard three good student, said with a laugh. At first, everyone felt that Zhang Jingan had only one daughter, where did he get any younger brother? Think about such a large clan. Cousin's cousin's nature is no less. Just look at his intimacy when talking to Yahan. Apparently, he was particularly close to Zhang Jingan. Some people secretly remembered the name, and maybe in the future Zhang family's property will fall into the hands of these neighbors.

After introducing Lin Wanzhen, naturally there are also Mato who is staring at Jiaming's water cup. After saying hello to each other, Ahern also slightly frowned and looked at Jiaming's cup, then turned to Mato beside him. Though she did not attend many such gatherings during the week, she had also met many of the world's people, saw Matto's glittering gaze, Jia Ming's attitude, and had a preliminary speculation in her mind.

“So... are you coming? ”

If nothing was done to put the quilt on the edge of the billiard table, Jiaming his fingers and tapping the glass, he looked at Mato with a smile, and Mato hesitated for a moment, then nodded rather unnaturally: “Oh... sure... who kicked the ball first? ”

“Go ahead, kick it off.” I saw Matto come over, Jia Ming grabbed the glass and put it on a small platform next to Ahern, and then waved, "Wait, first of all, this is usually a little colorful, how much do you play? ”

“100...”

“Too little.” Before he finished, Jia Ming interrupted his words casually and then took out his wallet. "A hundred bucks is no fun at all. Sister Ahan, how much is better you said to play... Er, I don't have much money on me, Sister Ahan, can you lend me some? ”

A word squawks like stir-fried beans, and Mato doesn't even have room to talk. Ahern looked at the glass next to her and looked at the talking civilization. His face was a little tranced, and he didn't know what to think. He stayed until he called her. He only reacted. He reached out and opened his hand and said, “Well... how much do you want? ”

When everyone looked at him, Jia Ming laughed: “As much as you want. ”

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Everyone, including Ahern, strangled, and then the surrounding crowd started whispering. Yahan is Zhang Jingan's only daughter, and it is well known that Zhang Jingan is extremely broad about this daughter. Being a teacher at Sacred Heart College is just her profession and hobby. If the strength behind her is taken into account, this gentle woman can use hundreds of millions of funds at any time. So, what's the concept of borrowing as much as you want, and how can you borrow money like that?

A hundred bucks up to ten thousand bucks is nothing. If it weren't for the money he earned, he'd be said to be more dull at best, but the boy in front of him, obviously, was targeting Mato from the beginning, and he was going to use this pool game to force him to die - provided he had a very strong pool level.

None of us are fools. At this time, we have smelled the unusual atmosphere in the air. Our eyes spin between Mato, Ahern and the glass of water. Lin Wanzheng wanted to talk, but thought that he would also shut up here - if there was something wrong with the glass of water, he deserved it - and invite someone to come home and play, and then drugged someone to do something about it. It is not rare among some young people who are rich and have little upbringing, but this kind of thing, either you love me, everyone is taking drugs and having an orgy party at home nobody can talk, or the drugged family is powerless, spending a sum of money afterwards, even on the side of the lawsuit will not be scared, however, it is difficult to do this kind of thing against Ahern without reminiscing about the world of Ahern... this horse Todd, is your head rolled by a car...

Though the family is also from the road, Mato is not a recurrent offender in this kind of thing, he was temporarily impulded by Yihuaying and then exposed, he was a little panicked and didn't know what to say at this time. After seeing Ahern look slightly stunned, he took out a checkbook from his handbag, brushed the amount on it, and then sounded softer than before.

“The Sacred Heart College has spent some of its wages, fast, and a little over a million dollars in the last few years… although it can be overspent on the account, … a million, okay? ”

After accepting the check, Jia Ming shrugged with a smile: "So-so.” Then the check was thrown directly on the table, "you see, I borrowed the money, if not less, let's get started. ”

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1 million.

No one will ever think of it as a friendship match again.

Matto reached out and wiped the sweat beads off his face. Of course he could refuse, but the problem was Zhang's attitude towards himself later. Although he currently works in the field, his younger brother also goes to college in the field, but his father's underground power in Jianghai City, with the power of the Zhang family, if this time because it has to be done, with their tired case, there is absolutely no way to go.

As Yihuaying said, he had previously come into contact with Ahern, first because of Ahern's beauty and family life, first because of his experience in Cambridge, and second because of the festivities with Silence, but he didn't have much hope for Ahern's attitude, but this hope was given to him: Ahern's attitude to him seemed to be better than that of Silence, he had hope, and then one analysis, and this hope seemed to be suddenly disappointed again, Ahern could even cry for the man she liked overnight, could refuse to allow silence and even love for everyone else, so what was her smile to herself, most importantly, that smile might not have been given to herself, or maybe she saw the person she liked here —— both thought of that, but didn't say it.

So for a moment, Ahern herself, the enormous background and power behind her, suddenly seemed to leave herself again. People are not afraid of disappointment, but there was hope - let alone whether or not Ewa Young was stirring up for his silence, the end result is that he was indeed said to be moved, drugged was a small thing, he had heard countless people say that he had seen many people do it, and who knew he was going to be so upset.

The problem was how to solve it now, the family was not without money, but it was still a little painful for him to give up a million dollars. He can't refuse, he can't refuse. This kid is playing ball for Dai Ahern, and Ahern took out a million dollars. Does this mean that Yahan, who has always had a soft heart, intentionally pressed down on this matter, as long as he plays this ball himself, whether he wins or loses - he wins naturally and he has to return the money - he will rest in peace after that.

Subconsciously, he was still telling the truth: “I don't have that much money on me for now...”

“It's all right, I believe in your character. Win this money and take it. Just write a note.” Jia Ming took out a coin with a smile, "so you kicked the ball in the front and I kicked the ball in the back, how about that? ”

Matto looked at Ahern's face with some hesitation, and then Ehuaying, who had just spoken to Jiaming's two cousins, came from behind and said a few words in Matto's ear. Matto bit his teeth and finally nodded: "Let's go. ”

This boy doesn't play pool very well, if he wants to win, he'll be fine. Win the ball first, then plead guilty to Ahern - no cheques of course not - that's all for now, or it's better to just lose.

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After thinking about it, he decided he still had to win first, then confess to Ahern in good faith. However, the development of the matter did not give him much choice.

The result of tossing coins is that Mato kicks the ball first. He used to have a lot of kung fu on and off the billiards, had a record of 98 points, and his confidence wasn't much worse than that of a professional. Of course, the first round is difficult for anyone to score, one strike out, the white ball touches the edge of the red ball and stops, leaving Jiaming with a meaningless start.

When he walked to the end of the stage, Jiaming touched him with a stick, and the red ball spread a little, but of course it didn't make any sense.

In this way, the next round can begin to score… Mato thought of breaking up the red ball a little bit, but the white ball is still next to the red ball, and in everyone's eyes, there is almost no ball that can go in just one shot. Jiaming took a breath and held his hands against the table, where he watched for more than half a minute, suddenly bowing down.

In a flash, a crisp bang rang on the table, fifteen red balls scattered away, the first red ball on the side of the white ball hit the second one hard, the second one then hit the edge of the ball table bounced back, hit the third one out and directly into the bag.

First point.

“Lucky for you, one in.” Lin Wanzhen smiled beside her.

Without much hesitation, Jiaming walked to the other side of the table, leaned over, and the white ball went straight to the black ball with the highest score, in the bag, eight points. This ball is a straight line, so people are not too surprised, wait for the black ball to come out and set it up, Jia Ming got a good shot and another red ball went into the bag.

Nine.

When the black ball went into the bag for the second time, Mato's face began to change, and the people around him began to show amazing eyes. More people came around, including Oriental Mandarin, who had been wandering around the dance hall and grass, and looked at Jiamin and the stage, revealing a strange divine color on his face.

From the beginning, he invited himself out to buy clothes, prom, whatever he did, he couldn't give people much presence, mixed in with the crowd, he really looked a little ordinary, nothing special in appearance and temperament, but by this time, the temperament had completely changed.

Eyes on the table, precisely calculating, leaning over, hitting the ball, at this time Jiaming seemed to have completely become one of the most professional pool players, along with the unusual suit on him, at this time also seemed to become more pulled out, the whole atmosphere by the table, just because he was alone, became extraordinarily sharp.

This... is the result of Sister Su Yan's instruction...

Red balls, black balls, red balls, black balls… Snork's rule is to score a red ball and then any color ball, and the highest score in the black balls is calculated, if a clear table, the maximum score is 147 points. For professional athletes, the number of times a shot is a measure of strength, and the watcher's attitude at this time is obvious, he is on an orderly basis towards the goal of 147 points. By the time the black ball gets to the sixth time, the scoreboard already has 48 points, the people around the table are crowded, not far away the two Huang cousins stared wide-eyed, although they are looking at aliens they have never seen before.

49 points.

56 minutes…

57 cents……

By the time the black ball went into the hole for the tenth time, and got eighty percent, Jia Ming finally made his first mistake, and the red ball didn't go in. However, the white ball was attached to the red ball and stopped at one of the most obsessive angles. However, Snocker, with a maximum score of one hundred and forty-seven, has no chance of winning unless the next family keeps breaking the rules.

After sighing, Jia Ming lifted her hand to Matto, sweating all over her head: “It's your turn. ”

At the level just demonstrated by Jia Ming, it was almost impossible to break the rules, so Mato failed to hit the red ball in the next round.

Stand up from the side with the club and Jiaming starts closing.

By the pool table, Ahern watched quietly and suddenly lost his soul.

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No one can imagine how much she cherishes this relationship with Jiaming.

It has been more than three months since the Cold War. It has been almost two months since we met. It was originally her who offered not to speak and not to come and go. Since then, she has lived happily and happily with the peace and sand, but she has hidden in the darkness and let loneliness and pain devour her heart.

Drowning herself in school with a huge workload doesn't mean she can really forget these things, overloaded work and nightly insomnia caused her to relapse once in early July, she was in a cold hospital recalling last year when Jiaming they sent her to the hospital, it was a keen to help her solve the situation of forced marriage, he, Jing, Sha Sha was also a daily rotation to see her, that was they were good friends, now they are hard working and shameful enemies, the three of them happily spent every day, she can only think of these things, then she can cry out... what else can she do...

I can only cry and cry and cry...

After her illness was healed, the family left her out of anything at school, giving her more time to remember, and then Mato came, and she was grateful for this senior who was still taking care of her in Cambridge. When a person went to Cambridge, she ran away from home without the support of her family, and these national classmates at school helped her a lot, not materially, more or spiritually, so she kept these things in mind.

Matto is interesting to her, she may be able to detect it, but of course it is impossible to say anything directly to refuse, it is also too stinking. Besides, someone comes to the door every day, she has to accept it. She dares not cry too hard when she remembers and cries at night, so that no one can see the red circle. At this point, Matto has some positive significance for her - after all, she is a conservative woman, like then directly in front of the headmaster, saying, "I broke my heart and I want to take leave”, and at this time, I can't do anything.

Coming to prom with Mato was just a small thing, and meeting Jiaming was the first big thing she had done in months. When she saw that Jia Ming was being held by Mandy Oriental, she couldn't add to the resentment in her heart - the guy took another effort and Mandy Oriental was hooked up with him - it was as if she was complaining: it was me who should be the first. And of course, just think about it.

She refused to say hello to Jiaming, fantasizing about the courteous family that had always come to speak proactively - this emotion was just a drink to quench thirst - but she didn't think Jiaming should bother her her any more, even if the two had barbecued for half a day not far from each other, she still refused to go, her heart grew more grudging, she had a laugh with Matto for half a day, and she thought that she had always been alone, her heart was sad, she ate a bad chicken wing with hatred, and when she calmed down, she felt like she was going to throw up, she went to the toilet, and when she saw Jiaming sit on the porch to eat, her heart couldn't resist passing there.

She is not the kind of woman who only knows how to be random. The strong morality in her heart makes her feel like she should no longer go near Jiaming, because in any case, there is no result, but the weight of tears for more than two months pressed her into breath, and God made ghosts walk over, two minds fighting in her body, one letting her go back, one letting her meet intentionally and unintentionally, and she really sees it without distinguishing between victory and defeat.

For the first time in more than two months, she finally had a conversation, she was apparently calm, her heart couldn't get excited. Especially after Jiaming proactively clarified her relationship with Oriental Mandarin, the original resentment swept away. However, in this joyful emotion, all kinds of ideas such as anticipation, pain, struggle, etc., she shouldn't have come, because this man could not belong to her anyway, but she clearly knew that she shouldn't come, she just couldn't stand it, even if she couldn't bear it, she knew that she shouldn't come...

Then Mato came and asked her to play pool, and she wanted to say “I'm not going," but her body had already stood up before the idea was confirmed, I couldn't help but say goodbye, and in the time that followed, her heart was like being grinded back and forth by a saw with a tight cord of coarse grass, that rough feeling pulled into her heart, gradually painful, gradual bleeding, left, right... people seemed to be completely divided into countless pieces.

And then Mato brought the water, and Jiaming came over, until now... this billiard ball was played for her, but her mind wasn't here at all, and looking at Jiaming, she didn't know what she was thinking about writing, and sometimes thinking about this glass of water around her, there was something in the water that Mato put away, and he was so damned -- so she took out a million dollars -- and of course, if she said, "How much do you borrow?" It wasn't for Mato, she would have called Dad right away and asked him to adjust tens of millions.

But sometimes she wonders, maybe she has to thank Matto for this glass of water, if it wasn't for him, why would Jiaming come here again? She remembers what happened before Jiaming. He used to fight for quiet, play basketball for sand, sing for quiet on Christmas Eve. He was expecting the three of them to be just friends. Now he wants to come, he has done nothing dramatic for himself. But now he also plays pool for himself. She listens to the score in her ear, listens to the surprise of the crowd, looks at Jiaming's focused posture. At this moment, suddenly, he seems to be his own, no quiet, no sand...

She looked at it like this, thinking, her thoughts jumped here from time to time, and then she jumped away, and eventually, there was a tremendous amount of sorrow coming out of her heart, her orbits getting wet, her eyes looking at the tears she couldn't help, she sucked on her nose, she turned her head to the glass beside her, she reached out and pushed her hand, the glass fell down, the water splashed open, the cup smashed to pieces, her eyes glanced at her, she twisted her head, the crowd ran out, good thing people were watching Jiaming, but she didn't see her crying.

“Excuse me, excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom, excuse me, excuse me...”

She said this, gradually squeezing out the crowd, the last few colored balls left on the table, Jia Ming hugged the club, stopped with no expression, looked at the pile of pieces, and didn't know what she was thinking...