Hidden Assassin

About an hour away from Xinning City, Jiaming slowed down when he answered Yahan's phone.

“Sobriety and Sasha are looking for you. They're right next to you. Where have you been? ”

“Eh…”

“Didn't hear you very well, or let the quiet talk to you!” Ahern on the phone is so angry, "you're tired of not even saying hello when you go out? Both girls are going to cry, I thought you were angry to run away from home, wherever you are now, honestly return my car! ”

“Well... I know, it's about an hour or so away...”

“Don't talk to me, talk to them both! ”

The phone cracked for a while, then apparently two girls attached to the microphone, the quiet voice was normal: “Hello, Jia Ming...” Sha Sha's tone was a little faint: “Jia Ming... where are you...”

“Oh, I just came out for a drive, nothing happened, I'm out of town now, it's probably more than an hour to go back...”

Listening to him doesn't mean anything angry, Sasha let go of her heart: “Oh, we're just a little strange where you've been, nothing's wrong, you don't have to rush back if you have anything to do, haha...” The laughter of Wang Mei Chang sounded on the other end of the phone, in fact, both girls know how to contact Jiaming, if you just want to ask, one phone in Jiaming is enough, where you need to run to Yahan side, let others call to try, Jiaming stepped on the brake.

“It's all right, I'll be right back, or you guys can hang out with Sister Ahern for a while. I'll buy some candy fried chestnuts. ”

“Okay, come early... ah...” Quiet answered softly over there, but then screamed. The phone came with a laugh of sand, and then split and snapped for a while before hanging up. I didn't know how the two girls were fighting again. Jiaming stopped the car and smiled at a starry sky outside the window, Xinning's direction, the street lights roared like snakes in the night.

“Zhao Zhenhai…… is cheap for you…”

murmured, he ran a dozen steering wheels in the direction in which he came.

Back at Yahan's villa, it was more than 10: 00 PM, Yahan and Sha Sha played a game in front of the TV, quietly cooked in the kitchen as a late night meat and silk soup, as soon as he entered the door, the scent poured out his nose, immediately followed by a pillow thrown by Yahan's hand: "You know, come back! ”

This sentence is a bit vague, but there is obviously not much thought of the quiet and sand at the moment. Pingsu's most violent sand sat in front of the console and stared at him with a flat mouth. Yahan, whose game power is slightly weaker, took the opportunity to beat Sand's character to a scream. He quietly raised his kitchen knife inside. He glanced at himself and saw that he was in a targeted position. Jia Ming yang the paper bag on his hand: “Cough, your favorite sugar fried chestnut... Sansa, if you don't beat Yahan's sister, you will have the chance to defeat you...”

When he said this, Sha Sha Fang reacted, stared at him, turned to fight Ya Han, Jiaming dropped the paper bag and went to the kitchen to prepare a late night with Jing Jing.

“You know what's wrong, you're scared... next time you guys fight, maybe I really ran away from home...”

He embraced the quiet from behind, and Jia Ming said so with a smile. With that, nature is also a struggle of quiet and half smiles and half annoyance.

“Don't be ridiculous, Sister Ahern is here, not to mention... hum, it's not my fault...”

Although the contradictions were staggered temporarily because of Jiaming, it does not mean that the two young girls have reached a consensus. When Yahan's family played late into the night and went home, Jing and Sha Sha never mentioned moving out again. It is not a year or two together. This is a real family. Even if they disagree with each other, their hearts are upset, they will never really give birth to mustard.

Now that this topic has been avoided for the time being, the three of them played rough all the way to bed, as if nothing had happened before, so that in the early morning, Jiamin woke up from his sleep and took off the electronics on one side of the table was glowing faintly, which generally means that some of the information was passed on to his computer.

I climbed out of bed quietly, and I went into the small house that was supposed to be the grocery room, and I realized that the message actually came from the rain, and I looked at it half the time, and I had to frown, and for a moment, I kept sending the message: “Count it. Are you up, too? ”

After reading it, after relying on Zhang Chao Chuang and the godless things, Peirojia marked Jiang Hai and Simplicity as “temporarily untested”. I guess I also know, but such things are likely to change at any time. Is the source of this information reliable?

People should be reliable, and credible letters of information remain to be debated. The undercover we arranged thought it was a rare opportunity, so we risked our lives to bring the news out. Last year's Count's incident was one of Peroga's biggest losses in recent times, and using that kind of power, it was really stupid throughout the operation, or at least part of the outcome could be recovered. We've all talked about these things, and in fact I'd like to be foolish enough, but with all these years of observation, it's not really the style of this uncle to use a lot of people to cooperate with the Count and leave them here to die.

Jiaming was silent for a while, and the battle that took place in the second half of last year because of the Count was a bit odd to say. Unlike warriors and mercenaries, the killers are not saying that people are more powerful. The day they send four or five people to kill, and the day they send forty or fifty people to assassinate is actually not much different. For example, the incident of the Star Dream symbol, Peroggia is only the center of the line. The real action is a large number of dead people seduced by wealth. The gods did not read to Sacred Heart College, nor did they pull a large number of killers, but led a group of mercenaries, but in the case of the Count, Peroggia used a large number of killers completely as soldiers.

Of course, the reason can also be attributed to the Count's powerful power, so Peyroga also sent a large number of people for his use to show good faith, but in the end, the killers could not play their real role. Later, they did not trust each other with the Count. A group of killers were treated as cannon ash, without strong characters to guide them, the advantage of the crowd could not be fully realized, and that is how Peyroga let go of his own flow. In Ejiaming's understanding of the imperial defense, it is difficult to believe that the imperial defense is such a fool, but...

--So, under imperial management, there are people who can use their clever wrists to bypass the upper level, instead of issuing false orders...

One thing of this magnitude wants to hide from the imperial guardian's eyes to make a private trick, it's unlikely that it will happen, but if it does, it will prove that there must be a huge problem inside Peroga, and because of this, for more than six months, imperial guardians have been able to make people investigate privately, even the upper level of Peroga doesn't know the context of the whole thing. Of course, you have to be careful over there.

Pedro Jia and Yan Huang Awaken are now unable to reconcile the situation. It is really pointless to use such a technique to provoke the contradictions between the two sides, assuming that the other party has any purpose, or is trying to aggravate the conflict between Pedro Jia and Simple, Dark Tianchan. Speaking of this, the rain on the computer is normal or still in the doubt stage, but the family thought about it for a while, and shook their heads and smiled. If the news were true, the only people who would dare to do this kind of ghost might be...

I sat in the cot for a while and calculated the impact of this, and the lights were leaking out on the balcony, and someone made a slight noise next door, and a young girl with coffee appeared at the door, but this time it was sand in pajamas. Connect the coffee to the table, reach out and hold the sand in your arms, then wrap it in a blanket.

“What's wrong? Can't sleep? ”

“I just found you up...”

“Oh, good, Sha Sha is too old to fall asleep...”

“Oh, don't make me sound like your daughter...” I snuggled my forehead on my chest, and the sand hit me with a smile, "I would also like to think about it! ”

“Mm-hmm. Understood, understood.” Jia Ming nodded with a smile.

Seeing him smile with no sincerity, Sha Sha hit him again, staring at something on the computer that he didn't even know, just said: “Hey, Jia Ming, haven't I always been very ignorant? Trouble with you and quiet? ”

Jiaming pressed his mouse finger to stop and pinched the girl's cheek in her arms: “How can you say this? ”

“What I said today about wanting to move out makes you unhappy and quiet...”

“Well, I think so...” Jia Ming thought about it, "It's not a kind of unhappy category...”

“What is that? ”

“Trouble, adolescence troubles, life troubles... everyone has them, but it's not anyone's fault..." He tapped his computer and drank a cup of coffee.

“I want to do something of my own, but I don't know what to do...” Sasha whispered softly, “When we first met, you were still small. I always liked to be bullied. I remember that time I always felt like a big sister, protecting you and quiet, but gradually, you didn't have to protect me... In fact, I didn't need to start out, making me look like a fool...”

“I'm not that small...” Jia Mingqu said, but Sasha was a year older than him, and the girl developed earlier than the boy, and she would have the impression that it was not difficult to understand.

“I can't cook, I can't read and cook, I'm not good, I'm careless, I'm not quiet and I can't protect anyone anymore, all things are you and Jing to take care of me...” Sha Sha whispered and grunted, “Jing She's better than me at everything, and knows what she wants, even the future is planned... When she talks to me about what the future is going to do, I'm thinking of myself, but I can't think of anything suitable for me, Jing Jing wants to be with you, so she wants to give up the piano to be a doctor or a nurse, that aunt herself is a doctor, quiet as well as a fumigant, she has a good personality, now she can be a nurse or be a qualified person, but I can't be a good doctor, I want to be a nurse, I'm afraid to give people injections... nothing...”

“After Dad died, I know you and Ling Jing didn't like the gangsters very much. I first said that the Sandchu gang would not be allowed to trade drugs, but then they did it... I think there is already a foundation in front of me, first slowly get familiar with these things, then slowly let the Sandchu gang wash away for the proper business, then I can also manage these... but I also know that if you and Little Meng had arranged these for me, I would never... even if I tried to go to high school, I would still be able to do it, but after college, will I be able to stay in front of you and Ling Jing for the rest of my life, one day you will find such people annoying...”

She wrapped her quilt in her arms: “I like you and Jing Jing, I don't want you to hate me...”

Jia Ming patted her gently and smiled: “Actually, say a little bit of meat and nausea. Oh, I know that one kind of person has to pay unconditionally. Whether you are good or not, whether you can cook or not, whether you can cook or not, Wen Hui Wen Jing, whether you understand people well or not, you have to accept unconditionally. When you have troubles, you can push them over. If you want to take risks, they will find a way to help you. Even if you fail, they can't move forward. As long as you turn around, they will always wait for you to go back...”

“My boyfriend? ”

“Family, more reliable than your boyfriend, that is, the handsome man in front of you and the beautiful woman who slept in the big bed next door, so I don't think your worries are necessary at all. ”

I think the phrase is rather nasty. Sasha smiled and didn't stick her cheek out in his arms for a long time: “But I think if I were like this all the time, I would still be hated one day...”

“I promise not to hate you...” He paused, staring at the girl shrunk in his arms, his eyes moving in this familiar room, “I just want to protect you forever...” When the slight pain in his brain pulled the nerves, he said softly.

“Big story... the assurances at this time are not credible...” Sha Sha muttered satisfactorily, "but... well, I also know that a girl aspires to be a big gangster, Jiaming, if you don't want me to continue, then I will no longer care about the Sha Bamboo Gang, study well, take a good university, okay...”

Jia Ming smiled and spoke for a moment: “Now... can you think of only one thing you want to do? ”

“Uh...” Sha Sha stunned, turned his head, looked at Jiaming somewhat puzzled, “Well, I guess so, anyway, I never had any ideals... but anyway, I decided not to do it, anyway, my thoughts have always been messy, thinking about what it is, maybe after a year and a half load and I don't even want to do it, then I won't even go to college...”

“Then do it.” Jiaming lowered her mouse, lowered her head and held the sand with her hands, "and came back to cry with me when she didn't want to.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)