Hidden Assassin

As the sky darkened, the campfire burned on the grass, the scent of the meal, the crowd's laughter echoed in the night sky. With the sound of the music, the simple projection lights also struck the stage in front. The host arranged by the organizer spoke on it. Several well-known singers performed interactive shows. Much about the improvisation of this camp, there were many long tables on the small empty space below the stage, and from time to time someone took their own fried dishes and screamed to keep their group number. After several judges tasted it, these delicious dishes were snatched up by hip-hop ha-ha.

It's not much of a tough food contest, and the prizes aren't very tempting for these people, but it's just fun. Yellow Awakening agents were mixed up in the crowd, and several judges actually conducted a silent toxin screening process before tasting it. Naturally, as an ordinary person, this rigorous atmosphere could not be felt.

In the small camp on the side of Jiaming, the rice had already been cooked, and the dishes had come out several times thanks to the rotating efforts of Jiaming, Jiaxing and Yahan. If Sha and Dongfang excitedly sent two plates to participate in the competition, the rain generated another pile of small fires beside him, one freely burned the supposedly secret Tokyo roasted chicken, and as the oil drops in the fire made a squeaky sound, it actually sent out a tempting scent, two women who obviously had some interest in him squatted beside him and spoke to him with admiration.

“Onion flowers, chicken essence... bring two plates by the way, remember to wash them...”

The frying pan swept over the fire, and the chef's house, wearing a white plastic bag on his head, was skillfully waving the shovel. He struck his hand behind him, but it was a quiet and pale face. Oriental Mandy clamped the dishes on the small table with chopsticks. His face was not happy: “These sausages are not cut, how can you eat them! ”

“The whole thing bit itself! ”

“Gu Jiaming, I didn't talk to you! ”

“Hey, hey, don't come over...” Jiaming hit you with a spatula, “with two chopsticks in your hand, ready to smash you! ”

“Hmm.” Oriental manly laid up the knife on the table, washed it in a bucket, sliced it into thin pieces with sausage table, put it in his own bowl, cut it while complaining: "It's not hygienic to eat like this.” But as you can see, she was also very excited at the time, turning to the East and asking: “If so, what else would you like to eat? I don't think he cooks tofu at all. Um, fried eggs smell good, but they look weird...”

This side of the cooking and stir-frying dish, for Jiaming these people are already programmatic, the other side of the river Yu Wei and others are in a mess, it only took half a day to live, cook out the rice and coke, at this time, Jiang Yu Wei is inviting him to go to the rescue field, not long later, Ahan and Sha Sha also ran to help, several men busy washing vegetables to carry water and other things, except Jiang Yu Wei, the rest of the women are still idle down, looking at the quiet and waiting for others to busy, over there chatting.

Oriental gently pushed the girl on the wheelchair to run over. Soon after, an Oriental road with a patch on her head came over, watched a dish covered by a transparent cover, and smelled the smell of rainy regular roasted chicken next to her, licked her lips: “Wow, is it okay to come here for lunch, we are all young ladies over there, everyone has made their own way out, a few little girls are there to exercise their virtues, and they don't even know their names...”

“No!” The first objection was to push the wheelchair over to Oriental Mandarin, “where to go, we don't charge outsiders here. ”

“Big brothers and sisters, why kill each other? Besides, you just beat me a stick, little sister, you can't be so sympathetic. ”

“I'm going to fight Gu Jiaming. Why are you gathering up, Oriental Road? You deserve it. ”

“Please, don't point your finger at me, I'm sensitive...” Jia Ming rolled his eyes.

“You and Jiaming don't like each other. It's not two days a day anyway. Why...”

“It's different this time...”

During the noise between the two sides, Oriental Road succeeded in getting down here. Although Oriental Mandarin is relatively flat, she is not a girl who does not know the light weight. After all, that stick is not very powerful to wave out. Therefore, Oriental Road, who was eventually beaten, has no serious injuries. Soon after, Oriental Wan seemed to find something. He smiled and walked to Jiaming's side: "Hello, someone is bubbling quietly. ”

Following her fingertips, quiet still helps there, including Sasha and Yahan, and it is understandable that several men are more enthusiastic. However, it seems that the man named Tan Junrong, whom Jiang Yuwei introduced earlier, is always around the quiet side. He says that his family's assets are hundreds of millions. Jiang Jia's small companies in the United States also have relatively close dealings with the Tan family, and the two sides are the world of communication cloud. Jia Ming glanced: “Beauty will always be liked, Xiaowan, what are you trying to say? ”

“Humph, I think, anyway, my brother is much better than him, Ye Lingjing is not your girlfriend, I don't know what's going on now... three people live together, Liu Huaisha is your girlfriend, but whenever someone wants to pursue quiet, why are you in the first place...”

“We are good friends of Green Plum and Bamboo Horse. I have done things like using you as a shield. Isn't it more logical to give Ling Jing Dong a chapter?” Jiaming washed the pan and tapped it gently on the fire.

“When a shield is right, you dead pig aren't afraid of boiling water anyway.” Oriental softened his glance, "But Ye Lingjing, what kind of person does she like? I know she's quite opinionated, but she's not interested in anyone. That's weird, I don't even know why my brother gave up...”

“Actually, that's because... Jing and Sha Sha are both my girlfriends. The simplicity you worship is also my daughter-in-law...”

“Fuck you! ”

Oriental glanced, but the Oriental Road beside him also came: “Speak ill of me? ”

“You go away, too.” Oriental smiled and pushed his brother away, "I'm here to help you get married, don't interrupt. ”

“I think you two are dating each other. You two are weird today. Hey, Jiaming, just make a scene. Don't play with Wan's feelings...”

“Oriental Road, talk me over with you again. Didn't you see that quiet was being haunted over there? Friends play, but don't go help. ”

“Quiet classmates can handle themselves, and I have a bag on my head. ”

While the two brothers and sisters were killing each other, the quiet side suddenly seemed like a frying pan mess. The first to quarrel with people was the sand that was helping the quiet, and the object of the quarrel was the three women who were watching coldly in the group over there.

Sasha's temper was still quite grumpy when he was a kid. He fought and beat people up with a bat, but since he mixed with Jiaming and Jing Jing, he had a lot of understanding. Of course, he essentially kept his straight personality. He made a few arguments and pulled Jing Jing and Yahan straight back. His face was upset. To sum up, this matter is also simple. The girls are in a good situation. They have not done much of Ping Su's household chores. Their self-reliance in the wild is even more irritating. When Jiang Yuwei pulled Ling Jing to help, they were a small group of boys, even their boyfriends were surrounded by enthusiasm. Their mood naturally became unhappy when they could not compare with their appearance and temperament.

Couldn't help it, three girls chatted on their own, while the character of Sasha was always simple, and when something was missing, they asked casually if there was any, let them throw it over, failed to get a response for the first time, she said casually a second time, the yin and yang over there answered strangely, so the two sides erupted.

“Whatever it is, we used to help her, we couldn't even cook the rice. We wouldn't even do it a little bit. We're still there to sarcastically go, why should we help her...”

In the angry tone of Sha Sha, Ya Han stood next to Ming at home and frowned softly. “The attitude of the three women is really too much, but... I think it's quiet to steal their wind. In fact, I think that what Jiang Yuwei is also a little unreasonable...”

“Forget it, forget it.” The soul comforts the sand, “Don't be angry, I shouldn't have gone in the first place. This kind of wild cooking is just fun for everyone to have fun with. It's only fun if you do it yourself...”

“Guan Ling Jing, is Jiang Yuwei asking you to go over, help is human, not help is reason, didn't you hear what they said... say that your family is just a small martial arts museum, hum, think that the family has as much money, it's amazing. Just make a random phone call and her company will never be able to run again...”

The upper level of the Jianghai society said that the big story was not small. Although Jiang Yuwei's friends also had a certain background, half of the people's industries were abroad, and the rest were basically far different than the Zhang family and the Oriental family. Plus, Sha Sha was a gang background, and Yahan rarely participated in boring rewards. More than a dozen people knew that it was just Oriental Wan's family background. After asking Jiang Yuwei, they knew that Ling Jing's home was only a small martial arts museum, so they didn't take them as one thing. At the same time, the three women were stopped by their boyfriends and the wind was still talking.

“Nobody asked you to come and help...”

“I thought I was good at cooking and cooking for life...”

“Unqualified women...”

“Don't stop me... break up... I'll remember her and see who has played...”

It is true that the sand was the first to erupt, and the women seemed to grasp it, saying it qualitatively, one by one, that although it was more than ten meters apart, it could still be heard implicitly. Before Sha Sha cultivated a beating mood, Oriental Wan went straight to the past.

“Play? Play what? I'll stay with you as long as you can afford the consequences. ”

For a moment, quiet down there, the three women almost unconsciously closed their mouths, divinely turned their eyes to one side... (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)