Hidden Assassin

Straight through the corridor in front, turning at the next intersection, walking on one side, Jia Ming pulled the zipper of his clothes, turned the down coat over the other side, looked at the picture on the watch, approaching the forward fork, he borrowed on the wall next to him, the open hands and feet supported both sides of the aisle, the entire body was on the ceiling, changed the down jacket on the other side at this time seemed a little similar to the color of the ceiling.

A cleaner pushing the vacuum cleaner appeared at the intersection in front, turning and coming this way, slowly passing directly beneath the house.

Looking down at the person passing by, a little sharp light spit out of his sleeve silently, the cold killing intent gathered a little and solidified.

A few seconds later, the cleaner passed his body. A few more seconds later, he seemed to have noticed something and looked back, without any suspicious images in the long corridor, shook his head and pushed the vacuum cleaner forward.

Jiaming had entered the next bend, the dagger retracted quietly, and the image on the watch was still circulating in front of him, approaching the next turn, and his right fist swung straight out.

A man as tall as one meter and eight, a man of great stature, walked into the scene just right, at this time in a narrow field of view, as if he suddenly walked into the scene and approached Jiamina's casual punch.

Without a sound, the man's face could not even reveal a suspicious or unexpected expression, huge power concentrated on a point on his middle finger, burst out on a fragile throat, at that moment he could hear the whole business of vertebral displacement of the neck, the next moment, consciousness disappeared.

In a brief moment, everything seemed smooth and natural, as if everything was supposed to happen that way, with a random punch, but without a slight pause because of the punch, walking straight ahead.

Staggered figure. Jiaming grabbed the man's head.

There was a brief and strange “click” in the air, something suddenly broke. Two shadows rubbed shoulders, naturally separated, Jiaming turned into the next corridor, the man's body twisted twice, his whole head unnaturally twisted behind his body - a move that a normal person would never have done.

Waving backwards, Jia Ming grabbed the collar of the man who was about to fall to the ground, and then the slight friction between the heel and the carpet rang in the beautifully decorated corridor...

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Opening an unmanned door, he threw the body in his hand and walked past a more forward junction. He opened a door that looked like the one around him and walked in. The door was locked for a moment before several people who had entered the casino outside were transferred into this hallway.

“Jane, you and Mr. Ross go get what we agreed... you wait outside...”

Smoking a cigar, a pair of men and women walked away for the head middle-aged man in casual clothing, and the other two nodded and stood on either side of the door. He took out the key and opened the door, which looked like an ordinary office, and he walked in and closed the door with his hands.

Click…

With a gentle sound, the wooden door separates the two worlds inside and out. Outside, two men's right hands penetrated the open coat and were ready to cope with possible accidents. Inside the door, the cigar fell and blood was spraying wildly.

Standing behind the man, one hand firmly pressed his mouth and nose, the blade on the other hand pulled open his pipe, and then stabbed wildly into every part of that body, slightly struggling and convulsing, making an indeceptible mumbling sound, in a warm room, bloody red blood sprayed out of the body, dropped to the ground, immersed in a blanket, gradually disappeared in this undetected corner of the world.

A few minutes later, a turning door lock sounded in the hallway. The two bodyguards relieved themselves and turned around, smiling at the person coming out...

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As usual, coming out of the hallway leading to the toilet, entering the casino lobby, Jiaming wiped his hands just washed with a paper towel, then squeezed his nose and hummed hard. When the paper towel was removed, the nose was red, which made the expression on the ordinary face look more honest and thick.

Not far away, Heidi sitting at the table stood up and waved her hand, the family smiled and walked over, but in her eyes, she saw several men and women on the other side thinking about Heidi's mother and daughter, headed by the Gambino family named Jane, who had just had a conflict, a redhead, a leather dress, sexy wave, her eyes clearly locked the mother and daughter at the table, and then looked over at Jiaming's side to reveal a glowing smile.

Rubbing his nose helplessly, he walked past as if he had seen nothing.

Heidi protested the first time: "What took you so long? The pizza is cold. ”

“Personal privacy.” Clapping her head naturally attracted the girl's mumbling protest, seeing that Marilyn also looked at it with confusion, before smiling: “The watch accidentally fell into the toilet, reached in and took it out, touched it for a long time, the hand got stuck, and then took a long time to pull it out... well, the pizza tasted good.” He stretched out what seemed like a wet right hand and threw a chilled pizza into his mouth, and Heidi and Marilyn had a horrible look on their faces.

“Disgusting...”

Having said that, Marilyn stood up with a cautious smile on her face.

“Hi, what a coincidence, we meet again, Marilyn, Heidi, and this… Chinese boy. ”

“I once had an ugly cat whose name was Jane.” He chewed the pizza in his mouth and said it with a smile.

“What?”

“Later she fell from the tree and died. ”

As if talking to herself, ignoring the words of the red-haired woman, Jia Ming shrugged with regret. Several people in front of them were stunned, a man had reached into his clothes and, through the slightly open corner, revealed the handle of a pistol, staring closely at Jiaming. The red-haired woman smiled and turned to Marilyn: "Let me guess, are all your friends so rude? Or are they all so stupid that they don't understand the situation? ”

Today, Marilyn naturally took special care of not bringing any bodyguards with her because she was out with Jia Ming. The other party came through intelligence investigation and obviously didn't have any kindness, but... she looked down to study the side face of the pizza and looked at the gun handle deliberately revealed by the person. Marilyn couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic. What was the Chinese saying called? Playing with the knife in front of Grandpa Guan? Tang Jingyao once taught her that sentence.

“What are you going to do? Jane, were you disappointed by Smith's offer to me the other day, or were you embarrassed by the fact that I turned down the crazy man you loved? ”

Since Marilyn started running family business, there have been a number of men in the mall who have shown her kindness, either because of her beauty, or because of her background, or because of her family wealth. Smith of the Gambino family was also involved, mostly because Joseph was obsessed with Marilyn, hoping to beat Joseph after getting Marilyn into his hands, and naturally pushed it off less than Marilyn, but at this point, Jane's expression was obviously a little unnatural, and I don't know what kind of disagreement she had with Smith behind this, but it was obviously her side that prevailed, and there was no need to get angry, adjust her emotions, and smile slightly now.

“Don Jingyao plays with you, Joseph wants to play with you, Smith just wants to play with you to make Joseph look bad, I have nothing to lose, but okay, since you are so direct, I want to invite the three of you to come with me... Chinese kid, I said I remember you, that is this morning, do you have any impressions? ”

Jia Ming raised his head: “Kidnapping? ”

The woman frowned: "Yes. ”

“I'll fight hard. ”

“It's okay to resist. ”

“I know.” Jia nodded brightly, talking to herself, "The more I rebelled against you, the more excited I got. ”

“So…”

When Jia Ming said those words, the surrounding people were actually a little alert, but no one expected the change to happen so suddenly. With the loud echoing “Boom -” sound, almost the whole building shook. All the consoles banged on the black screen, the sunlight on the ceiling flashed suddenly, and countless fire sprinklers fell down the entire hall.

“Explosion…”

“Fire...”

Far and near, recovering from the shock of the first second, some shouted in panic, then people near the door had poured out wildly, this side of the rest area, the four men following the red-haired woman had almost pulled out their guns, squeezed their heads together with the elder sister, the water jet disturbed their gaze, for a time they almost thought they had been attacked premeditated by the Salier family. However, in such a chaotic scenario, they did not dare to shoot and injure too many innocent people until a few seconds later they realized that the building was a real accident.

In a chaotic shout and running noise, Jiaming and Marilyn's mother and daughter held a tablecloth and squeezed past it towards the door. The sprinklers on the ceiling were constant, the crowd panicked and disordered. Heidi was protected in the middle from being pushed or stepped on in the chaos, so she walked a little slowly. After a while, Jiaming held Heidi up and hid under the tablecloth. Marilyn shouted, “What happened? ”

“I don't know, terrorist attacks, Middle East, Al-Qaida, Saddam...”

“How could this happen...”

“New York... you'll get used to it...”

Mixed in the crowd toward the door, it took several minutes to finally go out. Not far away, the flute of the police car had become louder and louder. Several members of the Gambino family could still be seen in the crowd. The red-haired woman looked to the right in the crowd and finally saw them. But at this time, the police had arrived, and they did not dare to do anything openly. Not long later, both sides disappeared into the crowd of people's eyes.

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Yesterday it was actually a good section, I endured not sending it, I was distressed for a day, and then I rewrote it twice... I can only send it out, I can't jump any more tickets... (to be continued, please log on to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)