Hidden Assassin

8 September 1999, Yin.

In the early autumn morning, the wind blows past the still somewhat wet streets of the river and sea, providing a comfortable cool feeling. When the red light came on, the car stopped in front of the zebra line, the driver's hand resting on the window, bouncing the butt on the bouncer, and then probed his head and looked out the window.

“Hey, boss, I saw the Sacred Heart College Gate... Well, Purple Lane Junction, there's another street just around the corner. Cheng said they arrived early, Jie was on the other side... Don't worry, we all know the photo, come out and do it... OK, boss, I'll do my job, don't worry...”

After a very deep breath, he put down the big brother in his hand, looked at the red light was about to finish for a few seconds, smoked a cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt out of the car, was about to step on the throttle, a clean white glove suddenly stretched out in front, a traffic policeman spoke to the walkie-talkie, and then walked over and saluted him with his face.

“Wow, that's great......”

“When did Jianghai have such a beautiful policewoman...”

“The model is right, not only pretty, but also so tall, and... most importantly... uh, she doesn't have breasts? ”

The whispering in the car eventually turned into an absurd stunner, and the “policewoman" rubbed her forehead outside the car window: “Take out your driver's license.” The export is an authentic male voice.

“No way, comrade cop, that... oh, we didn't violate traffic regulations.” The driver smiled and said that both sides looked at each other for a moment, and the traffic cop outside the window coldly said: “Take it out... I hate when people say I'm a woman the most...”

There's nothing left to say about this reason. The four people in the car laughed at each other, and the driver shook his head and took out his driver's license: “Nah... but we really didn't violate traffic regulations, can you hurry up? ”

“It won't be long.” I opened my driver's license and looked at him. The traffic cop took a picture of the camera hanging on his chest and took a few steps back. He pressed the shutter again against the license plate. Several people looked at each other and got nervous: “Hey, comrade cop, what are you doing? ”

“What?” Traffic cops glanced at him, "recently created a civilized city, you know? This is Model Street, throwing cigarette butts, you wait to be punished. ”

The driver stared stunnedly, leaned over to see the cigarette butt around the car, helplessly widened the most, then opened the door down and picked up the cigarette butt in his hand: “OK, OK, I was wrong, Comrade Police, I was wrong, can't I still do it, I picked it up, look...”

With a cigarette butt in his hand, he couldn't help but lift the camera and press the shutter: “This time someone stole it and got it...” The stiffness of his expression was there, and then he finally got upset: "The police didn't bring this whole person...” Several people in the car also shouted.

“Yeah, I'm looking...”

“Told you, I know your high captain...”

“Didn't I just say you were beautiful...” That phrase didn't go down, the traffic cop changed his face, brushed his pistol out of his waist: “What did you say? Say it again. Thank you. Say it again, please! ”

The atmosphere inside and outside the car suddenly changed. The person in the car looked stiff: “Don't... don't be impulsive, I was wrong...”

“Get out of the car! ”

Some strange things have developed to this day, everyone understands something is wrong. As the traffic police shout out this sentence, the person with the cigarette butt in his hand seems to want to rush out, just started, his feet were swept randomly, his upper body sturdy smashed to the ground, then his chest ate a severe foot: "I said get out of the car! You guys still dare to resist, three of them, put down all the knives in your hands, you think I can't see! Get down! When I get mad at you, you'll be miserable...”

In the trunk, a group of people stare...

When the more ridiculous scene happened here, several street blocks near Sacred Heart College all had similar events, although in different ways, the end result was that three or four people were taken to a nearby warning car. At the same time, a more formal quarrel and disagreement erupted for the first time in two years in the living room of the house rented by the three Jiaming people.

“I disagree, I've been thinking about this all night, and I strongly disagree with this...” Sitting on the side of the couch, quiet and still in a state of just getting up and wearing pajamas, a long hair somewhat scattered behind my head, slightly raised my voice, expressions of anxiety and grievance.

“But... it has been decided...” Sitting aside, the sand lowered its head, the voice was not high, but the look was quite obstinate, there was a great deal of indescribable momentum, Jia Ming sat opposite him, turning to look at the quiet, looking at the sand again, seemed not to know what to say.

“Well... it's not too early, I'll go out and buy some breakfast...”

Jia Ming tried to talk, but it wasn't over yet. Jing Jing and Sha Sha interrupted his statement almost simultaneously: “Don't go! ”

“I'm not hungry...”

“Uhh..." some helplessly sat down again, glanced at him quietly and angrily, then sat next to Sha Sha: “Sha, I don't want to worry about you, but this kind of thing... everyone knows...”

“I know, you're worried about me, but... I've thought about it for a long time... Jiaming has promised to help me too...” I heard Sand say that, quietly looked at Jiaming again, Sand Road, "Don't be so strange, you know, he promised not to regret anything. ”

“But this is a gangster! Sasha, you're an 18-year-old girl who hasn't arrived yet. Even Jia Ming's help is dangerous, okay, Sasha? I know how you feel, but..."

“I'm going to do it because I'm a gangster.” Sha Sha looked up at the quiet, her eyes turned red again. She was about to cry out. She sighed softly. Sha Sha held her shoulder slightly. “Xu Yiting's father's death was due to drug addiction, and then almost destroyed her whole life. Huang Hoping also died because of drugs and such things. Now it's Dad's turn, also because of drug trafficking... quiet, I want to do something, I just want to do something...”

Sand swallowed over her shoulder and looked up quietly at the corner of the ceiling. The orbit was also a little wet. Finally, she sucked on her nose and said stiffly: “Anyway, I don't want you to do those things...”

The sand was silent for a long time: “I'm sorry, I'm going to get dressed first...” He finally got up from the couch, wiped tears and went to the inner house. After that door closed, quiet and clear eyes stared at Jia Ming with some resentment. Jia Ming sighed and sat over: “I'm sorry, I didn't know you would object so much..."

“You know it!” Jiaming hugged her and she flanked her face.

“Her mouth was so high, she could hang the soy sauce bottle...” Jia Ming smiled and went to squeeze her lips, she was gently and angrily patted open, and when she put her cheek on her face, she struggled a few times, she finally did not resist, her skin got along, slightly cool, “Sand was very unhappy... I don't have much to do, and this is the only thing that can help... she set herself to pay attention to do these things, of course we can definitely not allow her to do them, but she will still be unhappy. The gangster thing, the day I sold it to the party, they had a piece of information, the government would cooperate, and I would look closely at it, and let Kaoru follow her when there was something going on, just play with her for a while, okay? ”

“I am scared... Jiaming, I know that one day we will all have our own affairs, we will not go to school every day like now Simple three people live together, but I did not think of the possibility of gangsters, nor did I think of it so early... Jiaming, I am scared...”

I don't know what to answer. Jia Ming kissed her cheek gently. She hasn't moved for a long time. After a long time, she said quietly: “I'm not going. Will you come back for lunch? ”

“Probably won't be back at noon, something should happen today. ”

“Mm-hmm.” She nodded quietly, and at that point, Sansa walked out of the room, wearing a straight black and white sweatshirt, one hand and one waist, smiling at the two of them, posing as Na, the whole person appeared extraordinarily spiritual, walking quietly to smooth the hair on her ear: "Come back early, or I'll turn my face over with you. ”

Sha Sha was stunned “... thank you. ”

“Thank you, boss.” I glanced at her quietly, "I found myself starting to hate you, always causing trouble. ”

“Huh.” Sha Sha smiled and embraced the quiet, pouting on her cheek. “Jia Ming kissed over there, this one is mine...”

The inner part of the Sha Sha side is unknown. Since today is the date of the announcement of Liu Zheng's will, early in the morning, the large villa where the funeral was held was already full of people. It is not as conservative as Jia Ming's that Liu Zheng can truly leave Sha Sha's legacy to more than 10 million people. Unknown bystanders - including, of course, all kinds of relatives with various kinds of relatives - seem to be so vast that the total assets of the Sha Bamboo Gang are not very clear, but according to common sense, hundreds of millions of properties like these will certainly remain entirely, even if Sha Sha Sha occupies the vast majority, these people, as long as they can share a cup of spoon, it is enough to be exhausted.

Apart from some of these friends with naive and lucky thoughts in their hearts, waiting here, of course, half of them belong to the Sandchu Gang. The Sandchu Gang is divided into seven parishes, of which the power is large and small, and the hunting aspects are actually focused on each other. The bosses of the six parishes have come to worship the first time after the death of Liu Zheng. Although there is also an idea of being close to the Xinning Gang Gang, the six parishioners have gathered here this morning.

All kinds of conflicts of interest and personal thoughts, regardless of whether or not you come out now, just for the sake of wealth. If you want to have a quiet day after that, there is naturally a need to hold a meeting and negotiate. Only that Yang, the chief of the Sandchu Gang in China and the largest official of the power, has never appeared these days, which really makes the current situation a little unclear. Liu Zheng's death had nothing to do with Yang Zheng and Liu Shijie's drug trafficking combination. Liu Zheng's death. Yang Zheng was mostly to stand on his own doorstep and even annexe others. The primary purpose of this meeting was naturally to solve this pressing and difficult problem.

However, or in response to some speculation at this sensitive point in time, at about 7: 30 am, Yang Zhenxing came along with a large group of people for the first time in more than a decade… (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)