Hidden Assassin

Stayed in the room all morning, Mike came here once, left soon after, mostly implicitly perceived the intimate division between Jiaming and Ahern, although it was impossible to think that the two would be couples, and most of them could feel the sudden feeling of being alone in that atmosphere.

When Mike arrived, he ran into the bathroom and changed his conservative winter clothes. He stayed until the unsuccessful black youth walked away before lying down in bed to continue reading. At noon, he also climbed up in a shaky spirit. After all, Ahern was not sick, his physical condition was better than normal, and after half a day of rest, he recovered.

“We had lunch and went to see Mike this afternoon. Did they fight?” Dressed simply in front of the mirror, Ahern asked.

“Well, at least they let us take a hitchhike and helped us so much. Besides, I think he still has an interest in you... Poor man, don't take it personally...”

“Che...” Yahan whispered to him, “you will say cold words, he lives in a country of democratic freedom, people are just nice. ”

“Well, he's a good guy, I understand...”

“Oh, lazy to ignore you...” In the past, when she was in harmony with Jing Jing and Sha Sha, Jia Ming often taught others to give good cards, at which time she naturally knew the jokes in Jia Mai. After roughly getting dressed, the two of them went downstairs, ate lunch and walked out of the hotel, the snow had stopped completely, the sky had a raw, cool and bright smell, and the roads, rooftops and trees were filled with snow.

“When the snow stops, it seems that the plane will soon resume its passage, which should not affect our return home after Christmas. ”

“I wonder how Mama is doing now. ”

“She's fine, she called this morning to ask, except for her temper, there's no big problem... hey, your mom is interesting. ”

“Interesting? Yes, someone in their thirties still has the same temper as a child...”

“Aren't you the same ”

“... ignore you... Actually, my little mother was quite silent when she first married me. Later, when everyone got acquainted, she became a chick. I really miss her then...”

“When you walk around with hiccups? ”

“Mm-hmm. ”

“Your father didn't know her personality when he married her? ”

“Daddy knows, but I don't know, and they're not married because of love or anything. Mama is quite awesome towards Daddy, of course she doesn't dare to chicken in front of Daddy... Speaking of which, Mama wasn't much of a rich man before she got married, she probably suddenly came to the house and felt like everything had to be put on her face to make people take her seriously. In fact, I know that Mama always wanted to have a child for Daddy, preferably a boy to inherit the family stuff, but Daddy didn't want to. ”

“What is it? ”

“That's the problem between him and my own mother. Dad and Mom are married. My grandfather also has a good industry in Beijing. I don't know how they talk about it. Grandpa demanded that if parents had children, they must give priority to this child to inherit the Zhang family. It could only be a verbal agreement. But I don't know why, Father went to tie a tie...” She looked up, “Well, I wonder if it would be very emotional between them...”

“Who knows about the grown-ups, when you were little? ”

“But in my impression, the two of them weren't too close, and Mom always took me home alone.” Ahern took a breath, "the first child they gave birth to was me, because it was a girl who was going to have another baby, I heard that Mom was pregnant again, but she accidentally had an abortion, and then she never got pregnant again. I had been trained as a leader for this thing for a few years when I was a kid. My mother died soon after, and I had the weird problem of hiccups again. At that time, I didn't like my dad, and he didn't let anyone teach me anything else. But then I heard that after Mom buried him, he went to tie up..."

There was no match. From time to time, snowflake balls dropped from the trees on the side of the road. If they were more vibrating, there would be huge snowflakes. Jia Ming put a little snow accumulation in his mouth: “You can find a doctor to get rid of them, so you can have them again. ”

“Yeah, but Dad didn't mean to, and I'd rather believe he was more serious than old school, and promised to do it. Actually, I'd rather have a boy for my dad. I've thought about it a few times to tell my dad, but our relationship has been rather rigid over the years, and now I think about it, mostly because of me. ”

Jia Mingwang glanced at her and raised her eyebrows strangely: “Why are you suddenly thinking about reflection? ”

Ahern smiled: “Happy, it's easy to remember those things. It was wrong before, I really wanted to change them all. In fact, I used to be a little too proud. I didn't have a good relationship with many people. I also have the same attitude toward some family as I have toward work. In fact, I remember that they always think about Dad's position and have been angry with Dad for so many years...” She waved her fist, “Today is the first day of Zhang Yahan's new life, you need to be a good mistress, of course learn to make your temper more gentle and understand people better...”

“The old mistress makes me feel guilty... should I send you an advanced worker in the future...”

“Oh yeah, guilt kills you...”

Although talking about mistresses and such, the smile on Ahem's face is genuine, as if back before the last separation, two big and small people were always used to making noise, but now that the height of Jiaming is equal to that of Ahem, although he still seems childish as a boy, he wants to be able to surpass Ahem soon. Of course, at that time, the two may still not be able to fit together as standard couples, and for them, in fact, more feelings of that kind or that kind, like brothers, or intimate friends, are unconstrained.

Along the way, shortly after leaving the town, you can see the abandoned factory building covered by snow in the distance. Mike's participation will not take place until more than 3 p.m., but there is nothing to do, so the two decided to wait first. Not even close, the rhythmic heavy metal music came from afar.

“What an indescribable taste...”

Mumbling, the two walked up to each other, only to see that several men and women had stood at the front door of the factory, talking, it seemed to be all the young people in the town - of course, that was not really a door, the whole side of the factory was open, the interior was a rectangular space, empty below, the corridor on the second floor could also go up, it seemed like an indoor basketball court, the roof of the gava had been broken several times, but it was all a small place that could not be seen. In addition to more than a dozen men and women, there are also old speakers, motorcycles, TVs, tables and chairs, several burning flashboards and a lot of messy things, with two boxing sandbags hanging next to them, two people working out hard, one being an English martial arts woman with yellow strips around her head, and the other being a black Jamal who challenged Mike yesterday, who looks rough and is estimated to be half a head taller than Mike, at a time when the sandbags are banging.

There are also two middle-aged people in their 40s who look fit and should be ex-militaries, one of whom stood in a sandbag and watched Jamaal exercise.

The music was expensive, it seemed that this was a private gathering place belonging to the young people of the town, and it was also completely open to the outside world, because when Jiaming and Yahan nodded, they nodded amicably and had no intention of stopping it. The two looked at the setting in the abandoned factory and then moved a chair to warm their hands in front of a fire plate. However, as foreigners, the two would always be noticeable, and not long later, the black Jamal stopped practicing boxing and walked over with a smile.

“Hi, guys.” He smiled and reached out to the two people, and naturally they couldn't help but stand up and shake back. This person's attitude was friendly, and it didn't look like he was faking it at this time. "Never mind, there were some things between Mike and me, but it was nothing. Something happened here. It was just a routine. After the fight, everything would be left behind. What do you guys think of this way? ”

“Well, that's good...”

After a conversation between the two sides, the woman wearing the headscarf stopped practicing and walked over. Then two more people came along. Jiaming also probably understood that most of these people were coming towards Yahan. Of course, all the lovers of beauty had them. This is not a big deal. The woman wearing the headscarf should be Jamal's girlfriend, Shirlie, and Yahan also seemed to have a three-point comparison. This is true with women. Naturally, it is not a big deal. The woman has a strong body and looks quite powerful in punching. If she fights, Sha Sha, Jing, Yahan will probably not be her opponent.

These days, if you don't really have the heart to understand Chinese Americans, there is actually quite a misunderstanding about this Oriental country, but it is naturally impossible to ask in front of beautiful women “Do you want to go to the toilet in your country or use grass rope to clean?” Such a demeaning question, in the eyes of these Americans, China's most legendary art is undoubtedly kung fu, not long later, the topic turns to this, when some people ask Ya Han whether or not, Ya Han winks, pointing to Jia Ming.

“I wouldn't, but my brother did. ”

Jiaming innocently glanced at Yahan with a smile in his mouth. At this time, Jamaal and others had already made Jiaming perform. Jiaming simply said that he had learned to play martial arts, and now it is almost forgotten, where can he compare to the clouds? A group of people were also curious about the so-called Chinese kung fu. The woman named Shirley laughed just for a performance. She said she was interested in practicing with him.

“Don't worry, don't be shy, we won't hurt you. Come on, play one...”

With the crowd, Jia Ming helplessly stood up and tried to pinch Ya Han in secret. Ya Han had already jumped to the side with a smile. Seeing him seems to have a relaxed intention, more than a dozen people from far and near have gathered here with a smile. Naturally, they will not think that Jiaming will have any deep Chinese kung fu, mostly in a lively mood. The two veterans also seem to be interested in “Chinese kung fu”.

“Uh, well, since you have to come.” Jia Ming swept everyone around him, “I'll show you a great trick. Are you sure you want to come? ”

After a deep glance by Jia Ming, Shirley felt a little faint and nodded with a smile: “Sure. ”

“Okay, ready to begin, please…………………………………”

Jia Ming said, standing in the crowd, made an upright position, about a few seconds later, with an exaggerated deep breath, he held his left fist tightly, slowly and solemnly extended out, then looked seriously at the woman in front: “Are you ready? ”

“Well, ready.” Because Jiaming's face was too serious, Shelly couldn't help but raise her voice and look serious.

“OK, then... please grab my hand.” Jiaming's left fist tightened and nodded.

Eh?

“Please grab my hand. ”

“Oh.”

The woman nodded, reaching out one hand and holding Jiamin's left arm: “Is this it? ”

“Whatever, as long as you feel you've got it, are you sure you've got it? ”

“OK.”

“Are you sure? ”

“Really.”

“I think it's better if you use both hands. It's okay. It's okay if you use both hands. What's important is you hold on tight. ”

As Jiaming spoke seriously, the scene appeared to get a little nervous, confirming over and over again that it looked like a magical stage, everyone held their breath and waited for Jiaming to do something amazing to get their hands out of control.

“Well, since you're sure you're holding on, be careful, one, two, three! ”

At that moment, Shirley grabbed Jiaming's left hand hard, and then Jiaming waved her hand and a chestnut burst on her forehead, which looked extraordinarily crisp due to the winter.

The crowd was shocked by the silence of the crowd. Sherry's hands grabbed Jia Ming's quiet left arm, so silly she raised her head. Jia Ming grabbed her hair with her right hand, blinked her eyes and looked innocently at her… (not finished, if you want to know what happened, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support the authentic reading!)