Hidden Assassin

“Excuse me, could you step aside a little bit? ”

The man's body leaned against the console, smiled intimately, with a hint of cologne and frowned softly. Young Mama Yahan stated that she was dating Yahan. Although she sat beside Jiaming and Sha Sha, she didn't even say hello to this man. At best, she could say that she looked at him. Now she came to herself with a natural attitude of intimacy. Even if she was familiar, it would be a little too much.

Either Ahern is a very conservative girl, or she has a cleanliness habit towards men other than her boyfriend. Beyond Jiaming, she has always had her own space, such as the piano, helping others make blackboard newspapers, attending book reunions, and joking with average boys, but there must be a limit to this kind of intimacy. Wen's attitude at this time has even clearly exceeded the boundaries of her heart to ordinary friends. Quiet girls who have always treated human objects with proportions also clearly express their dissatisfaction.

“Oh, just see that you don't...”

That man took a step back from laughing easily and waved his hand off the ground. It is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome look, but also has a good temperament to attract the attention of the opposite sex. The silky decadence in the cynical smile of the world should be the most popular one-night stand object in that kind of bar. Ling Jing turned his head to the electronic screen and heard him say: "Well... just now I heard Yahan introduce you, are you called Ling Jing? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Sober frowned and muddled the place down.

“I hear Ahern is now a teacher of the Sacred Heart, so are you her student? As far as I know, it seems difficult for high school students to be good friends with their teachers. ”

The man who returned from study in the United States, with some English accent in Mandarin, in the view of some, may have been the symbol of the elite at the time, quiet but no longer answered his question, because Jiaming had smiled and walked over: "Beautiful woman, what is it? ”

Holding the back of the chair, holding the edge of the console with one hand, is the same position as Fang Wen from Easy, even more intimate than him, quiet but smiling happily, head shaking, affectionately touching the cheeks of Jiaming leaning over, pointing to the problem on the screen: “I won't do this.” In the gap of his eyes, he only saw the sand on the side smiling at this side, quietly and secretly Chao Wen nudged his mouth from the side of Yi, revealing a disgusting look. Sand smiled and picked his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders and turned to beat Yahan's slot machine.

Totally different treatment, the attitude of the two people was easy to see and some frowning. The most depressing thing was that the opinions of one of his returning students were not accepted. In front of the quiet, it was still the question and answer just now. Jia Ming thought about it, and then said: "Monk one, we have chosen C.” Then he looked up at the text from a polite smile.

“Hello.”

Witnessing Jia's bright eyes, Wen reached out his hand from an easy hurry and smiled. Jia Ming also shook with him through the quiet. In this motion, it was like holding the quiet whole body in his arms, quietly pointing out Option C, and then reporting the answer on the console: Sorry, wrong answer, correct answer: D.

The answer coincides with Wen Ziyi's words, but he doesn't have a happy face at this point. He beat Jia Ming quietly and slightly: “I think C is unlikely...” The expression on his face did not have any irritation, nor did he mention the correct hint of the text from Yifang. Intimacy between couples, never using such right, right and wrong as a reference standard, Wen is obvious from easy to understand, but the mind is confused, just asked about the relationship between these people, this is called Gu Jiaming's boy, should be with that Liu Huaisha is a boyfriend, now is it deliberately pretending to show me?

After a little contact, Jia Ming probably noticed that the simple dating prepared for Ya Han had finally reached the quiet body as a companion. It really made people cry. However, he had long realized that of the three girls, the quiet temperament was actually the most unique. On the one hand, she possessed the purest purity and spirituality that belonged to the ordinary definition of a girl, and on the other hand, she had a special maturity that was completely distinguished from the definition of a girl. When the two contradictory temperaments were wondrously combined, it was enough to create a great attraction for some self-styled men. Thinking about it, he looked up and smiled.

“Are you good at intelligent Q&A? ”

When Jia Ming asked, he also looked up at Wen Li Yi, and the man laughed immediately: “Oh, it's not that great, but the knowledge in this area is not very deep for me. As you know, the university on the American side can be involved in a wide range of knowledge aspects, very varied...”

“Oh, can you play clearance? ”

“Customs clearance...” Wen never slightly hesitated, “this, huh...” was about to refuse, but the quiet smiled and gave way to the position: “Come play, we never passed the level. ”

“No, you play, I'll just watch it beside you. ”

“You play, it's okay. ”

The spiritual smile was sweet, asked twice in a row, he couldn't refuse again, sat in a quiet position, only answered one question, only heard one sentence: “You take your time, we have a little business.” Turning back, all you can see is that the two of them have strapped their shoulders together and gone further and further.

Reaching out on the electronic screen, he laughed at himself, lighting a cigarette a moment later, shook his head, and then took the options on the screen seriously.

At this time, it is 5: 00 PM, the guests of the banquet have also gradually arrived at the hotel. In fact, Yahan's intimate audience made fun of Yahan and Sha Sha Sha, and he had to laugh helplessly: “Okay, I will not have any more misfortune, okay...” After several points in front of the slot machine, the four of them immediately left the entertainment room and on their way to the banquet hall, only a group of people in martial arts clothes walked forward, quiet and Sha stunned at the same time.

Coming this way, Heran is the Thai boxing exchange team headed by Thai boxing teacher Shillivan. There was a festival between the two sides. At first sight, Chillivan walked in the house next to him, his eyes squinting and revealing a slight fierceness. Jia Ming just ignored the corner of his mouth. Ever since that night, Jing and Sha Sha only knew that the Thai boxing master was constantly challenging Chinese boxers. He also basically had a strong attitude towards the challenge of coming to the door, interrupting the bones of many people, but didn't know that they were also staying in the Grand Hotel of their homeland.

These things are obviously clear to the family, but now that Amre has not been sent away, I'm afraid Flaming Yellow Awakening has already warned against making trouble, and they can only make a little noise in the normal game. The honor of Chinese kung fu is naturally irrelevant to them, so long as they don't mess around, they can take their side when they don't exist at all.

As a habitual killer, his bones were filled with pragmatic indifference, at a time when his hands were in his pockets, even though the hostile gaze of a group of people was deemed non-existent, the group of Thais already showed signs of stupidity. These days Xiaomeng arranged for a large number of people to stay outside the hotel, saying that when only one of these Thais comes out, he chops one up, then pays for the house, arranges a run, and has a tough attitude. These people did not dare to go out alone for a while, but naturally they also had access to information to find out who was responsible for the conflict that day.

That night at the police station, Amre was slapped in the head with a concussion, or secondly, for these Thais, there was no greater shame than that of Silvan being spit out by more than a dozen deliberate mix-ups, and I'm afraid Silvan himself has treated this matter as a shame and insult. He has released remarks like "Chinese kung fu are embroidered legs” and "Thai boxing world number one” in the past few days. How much? Every time we fight, it's also extremely heavy. We try to hit people within the prescribed range to the last breath. We want to attract the greatest attention. Unfortunately, China's speech is not free. Yan Huang Awakened gave death orders to newspapers and television through the government. The news in this regard can only be mentioned at the most. Therefore, the Chinese and Thai exchanges have been going on in a "friendly” atmosphere for a few days. I'm sure this Thai boxing teacher is also very impatient. There's nowhere to breathe. At this time, he saw Jiaming, the bones all over him had clicked, the sound was horrible as if it was firecrackers, the disciples and accompanying personnel at the rear saw this situation, at the turn of the ear, and probably guessed Jiaming's identity, all showing poisonous faces.

For a while, the atmosphere between the long corridors became incredibly weird and coarse, quiet and sandy. Ahern had only heard about it, but at this time he had understood it. Though they trusted Jia Ming, they were stared at with hostility by Thai boxing clerics like Silwan, and that sense of oppression was never entirely acceptable to ordinary people. Several moving hotel employees were also influenced by the atmosphere for a while, looking at Silvan and others, and looking at the three men and women on this side, they didn't dare approach.

Playing the song "Snail and Yellowbird", a flat-faced home stared at Shillivan's red eyes and rubbed his shoulders with this Thai boxing master. Jing, Sha Sha, Ya Han just followed. I didn't dare look at that handsome and full of fierce faces. Also at this time, behind the Thai boxing team, a small Thai teenager came straight out and stood in the middle of the aisle.

Instead of walking in a perfectly neat team in the hotel, all these people were free to chat. They just accidentally gave up space on one side of the aisle for others to pass, but the teenager held his hands in front of his chest and stopped somewhat deliberately blocking the passage space. Around Silvan warned them not to make a scene, and they dared not say directly that I was going to slap you, but the meaning of the provocation was obvious.

In a somewhat quiet and bizarre atmosphere in the corridor, the attitude of a group of Thais also changed from a talented hatred to a sneer, and no one spoke, apparently after watching these three women and one man's roads blocked. However, Jiaming didn't have much leisure time on his side. The teenager stood in the middle of the road, and Jiaming lifted his coat directly, and then the crowd heard a few "clicks”.

That's the sound of a pistol loaded.

Singing the melody of "Snails and Yellowbirds", a pistol appeared in Jiaming's hand, walking forward, he opened the safety, loaded, thumbs randomly removed the hammer behind the gun, then pressed back, and the pistol was checked. These martial artists from Thailand basically had the knowledge of guns, and the moment they saw the gun, the sneer almost solidified into a piece, and then turned into a sneer and a cold sweat.

China's weapons control is very strict, even if they can get the pistol, they can't walk around with it at any time. They naturally don't have much time to think about where Jiaming's pistol came from. Most importantly, Jiaming randomly checked the gun, stretched a lazy waist while walking, did two breast augmentation exercises, the pistol randomly held across the upper body of each person of the delegation, over and over again... swayed by the gun mouth, some people's bodies were stiff when they paused, some people were ready to react at any time, and some companions with poor mental qualities stepped back. The teenager who just stood out looked at Jiaming motionlessly, his eyes staring like a bull bell, about nervous.

“Suban!” Before it reached the distance of confrontation with the teenager, Silwan in the rear had drunk loudly, and then someone in the team reached out and quickly pulled away the teenager named Suban, after which a group of people watched Jia Ming wave his pistol with arrogance.

“Ah the door, the previous vine, ah the young, the green just sprouted... ah the young, the green just sprouted...”

Weird melodies circled in the air, and a hotel employee with a vase behind the Thai boxing team was frightened by Jiaming who waved his pistol for a while. In this atmosphere, Jiaming pointed the pistol at the vase and started... pouring flowers...

Tz…

The tiny water column was dancing in the air, in the eyes of a group of Thai people who had not yet reacted much, the four shadows disappeared at the corner of the corridor, the air, the girl smiled faintly...

For a moment, the hallway seemed like a sudden eruption, and the hysterical shouts rang in chaos, and in the hotel, it was so far away:

“Fucking chinese--”

“I'm gonna kill him--”

“Pull them...”

“Suban! Don't mess--”

“Don't hold me, ah -” (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)