Hidden Assassin

“Yang, you can't do this......”

“If you don't come to the boss's funeral, you have to tell him...”

“I can't help you with this...”

On the side of the hall, four or five bosses gathered to speak, apparently speaking naturally to revitalize Yang, but in tone, there was no fire at all. Obviously, no one wanted to formally tear his face apart when the situation was unclear. Yang Zhenzheng smiled there with a cigarette in his mouth. Relative to the other few more or less, he looked worried. Next year, when he was 50 years old, he looked a little spooky and spread his hands.

“I can't help it, of course I know things, and I want to come quickly, but everyone knows that my father died in Shanxi. It's been so many days since I went back to mourn. It's hard for me to know whether to be philanthropic or filial...”

“No way, I heard your father died of lung cancer the year before, and you had a funeral...”

“Here comes the rescue, the rumor, it's definitely a rumor. ”

“Why didn't you say hello to us when your uncle died? ”

“Didn't you hear that the boss died? At this time, I'm telling you, you must be in trouble again, so please make it difficult for me alone. I rushed back yesterday afternoon and have gone to the boss's cemetery immediately to worship...”

He was full of nonsense, pushing two, five, six people looked at him, and there was also some helplessness. At this time, to pursue his previous drug trafficking with Liu Shijie, everyone did not necessarily have this strength. After Liu Zheng's death, people were distracted, and the new shadow came straight to him, and with Yang Zheng to turn his face, obviously it would only cheapen other forces. Seven mouths chatted a few words, Xiaomeng and another branch leader came out of the room, saw Yang Zheng Zheng, his eyes were cold, and his face showed a faint smile: “Finally came here, don't be afraid to be cut to death? ”

“What are you talking about!” When Xiao Meng heard the polite words, one of the younger brothers behind Yang Zhenxing suddenly stood up. It also seemed that Ping Su was accustomed to being a brave and fierce man. Xiao Meng's face changed: “What are you? Are you qualified to talk to me like that?” Yang Zhenxing hurriedly pushed the man back.

“What? Wrong pills! Don't you dare do that in front of Meng!” I blamed him and then smiled back. “Sorry, newbie, I don't understand any rules. My fault, my fault...”

“Your fault?” Xiao Meng smiled, “The boss is dead, you haven't even shown up for a few days, so what? The boss's death has something to do with you. What do you say? ”

“Misunderstandings, definitely misunderstandings.” Yang Zhenzheng's face is clear, “Xiao Meng, these things can be made clear. The boss's things have already been like this, what more do you want? Didn't we all have to meet later? We'll always be clear...”

“Huh, can you explain it clearly?” Meng pointed at him twice and said word for word, "I'll see what you can say later! ”

Yang Zhenxing nodded, then as if he remembered something: “By the way, why hasn't Miss come yet? It's almost 8: 00. ”

“It should be here soon. ”

“Not necessarily.” Yang Zhenxing shook his head, "Jianghai traffic has been bad lately, will something happen, who will call to ask? ”

“Impossible...” The boss's words suddenly stopped here, Meng frowned beside him and looked at Yang Zhenxing's face. Then he took his phone out of his pocket and looked at his reaction. Yang Zhenxing laughed. However, he hasn't dialed the phone yet, and a little brother has run over: "Miss has arrived. ”

This time, it was Yang's turn to revitalize his face slightly changed, silently made a gesture behind him, one of his men walked to the side, dialed his phone, for a moment, the bell rang in the crowd.

Sha Sha was walking in through the door at this time, talking to some of her familiar relatives beside her, Jia Ming walked aside with two packets of instant noodles, pulled his phone out of his pocket, looked at it for a while before opening the call key: “Hello! ”

“Who is it? Say something! Tell me who you are! Hello ——” He shouted so loud that almost everyone in the hall could hear him, but instead of answering, he hung up his phone and looked at it for half a day, and the teenager murmured, “Wrong number?” As he dialed his finger and placed it on his ear, the phone rang from the one behind Yang Zhenxing. Jia Ming's eyes passed through the crowd and looked at this side with a smile. The eyes of Xiaomeng et al., while focusing here.

Jia Ming looked this way, Yang Zhenxing's men also looked over lightly, the bell had been ringing on him, just here in some strange atmosphere, Jia Ming held the phone and gradually came with Sha Sha.

From the moment I entered the door, I saw Yang Jingxing here. Sasha's eyes had shivered almost at the first moment. Perhaps it was because Jiaming held her hand that the resentful young girl did not immediately erupt. She walked to the front of the person and stood still. Jiaming maintained the position of putting her phone in her ear: “Hello...”

I don't know if there was an answer, but Jia Ming's eyes were always locked on the person with the cell phone ringing in front of him, and he turned up a moment later: “Hello! ”

“Did you call me?” He shouted at the man in front.

“Speak! ”

“Isn't that right! ”

“You are mute! ”

“Why are you mute with your phone? You're out of your mind! ”

After shouting at the person in front, Jia Ming shrugged his shoulders and hung up his phone: “If you didn't tell me, how would I know if it belonged to your friend if you didn't tell me...” After that, he threw his phone into the goldfish tank next to him and swept Yang Zhen, some helplessly pinched his forehead, then walked to the side of Meng. During this time, Sha's eyes were always staring hard at Yang Zhen's face.

“Meng, do me a favor. I have some ID cards here.” He took a pile of plastic out of his arms, "I found it in the public toilet today, in order to be able to return it to them, help check the size of their family, what in Xingcheng, Faijie, huh...”

Xiao Meng glanced at Yang to revitalize him and took something: “How can you be such a coincidence? ”

“It's just such a coincidence, what can I do? I can pick up my ID card in the last public toilet, and I picked up a cell phone. As you can see, it's not like someone came all the way here to give it to me. By the way, please ask someone to bring me a bowl of chopsticks and get some boiling water. I haven't even had breakfast with Sasha. It will take a while for my lawyer to get here...”

Yang Zhenxing became somewhat deeply eyed, Jiaming pulled the sofa next to him and sat down on the sofa. At this time, the situation was a bit strange. The other people did not dare to come and quarrel again. The sofa sat there. Jiaming removed the packaging without moving, and began to soak the noodles with hot water. A few minutes later, he handed a bowl to the sofa, and then, under the watchful of dozens of people, he ate the noodles with a large mouthful.

With that dozen little brothers, Yang Zhenxing sat on the couch opposite him with a smile on his face: “Long time no see, Jiaming, and Sasha niece. ”

“Well, it's been a long time, Uncle Yang. You're still so spiritual.” Jia Ming smiled and greeted him. The sand around him buried his noodles and his expression was cold.

“Oh, I heard Jia Ming you've become powerful, the other night, beat up Xiao Xue? Is that so? Geez, I wasn't there, otherwise I'd have to get a good insight. ”

“Opportunity.” Jia Ming laughed, “that day was also because I couldn't bear it. You know, that Xue Cheng was so annoying. A grown man always seemed to be nagging. Everyone wanted to smash him when they saw him. Of course, if Uncle Yang came earlier, you should have seen it earlier. I'm actually a pacifist, and I've always been very rejective of fighting...”

“I knew you were practicing martial arts, but I still didn't expect you to be able to fight like that.” Yang Zhenxing looked rather emotional. “But it's best not to fight. Everyone out now knows that bravery is out of date, you can solve some problems, but often only bring more problems. Not to mention, there are always many enemies in the fight. Meng and the others look, you can fight Xue Cheng, but...”

He laughed and stretched out his hands: “It's just an example, can't you hit me again? ”

This is pure probation and provocation. He is two or three meters away from Jiaming at this moment, and behind him are more than a dozen murderous employees. Such a joke, of course, dares to joke. Opposite, Jia Ming glared, sucked the noodles into his mouth, chewing them hard, while reaching for the noodle soup at the corner of his mouth, the smile became extraordinarily bright.

After putting the bowl down, he reached straight into the ashtray on the coffee table.

Yang Zhenxing's eyes suddenly became cold, and the body of more than a dozen people behind him was suddenly tightened.

The next moment, there was a “ah” sound in the room, someone's body hit the floor, and then it was an incredibly chaotic sound, and Jiaming's innocent tone echoed in the chaotic crowd: “It's none of my business, you heard him, he let me hit him…" (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, please log on to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)