Sister, you miss me

"Fighting with sister, you are still a bit tender." Xia Xun grinned and snapped his fingers.

The waiter immediately stepped forward and bowed, "What can I do for you?"

Xia Xun turned his wrist and looked at his watch: "I'm a little bit in a hurry. I have to leave now. In this way, I pack everything I do, return it if I don't, and pay."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Xia Xun took a sip of Chivas Regal, and stabbed Yang Feng's head with her finger: "Smelly boy, actually touched me, even if my sister is cheap? I can remember. Also, tell you, my name is Xia Xun, not Canhe. "

Xia Xun stabbed hard, but Yang Feng didn't respond.

At this time, the waiter came over with a plastic bag and a small ticket.

"Madam, your things, your consumption list, please go through it."

"Two thousand!" Xia Xun's good-looking eyes widened, and the waiter just smiled.

Xia Xun immediately felt that his reaction was a little too radical. No, many people looked over, their eyes mixed with contempt.

"This is two thousand, no need to look for it." Xia Xun ordered 20 and handed it over.

The waiter rolled his eyes and forced a smile: "Just right, thank you."

"Trouble invoicing." Xia Xun called the waiter.

The waiter was a little unhappy, but still controlled his emotions: "How do I write when I look up?"

"Security Agency."

The waiter breathed, "Are you sure?"

Xia Xun impatiently took out his black work permit: "Take it and write it down."

After revealing his identity, Xia Xun found that those contemptuous eyes had disappeared, and no one even dared to look at her. This was the effect she wanted, and her pretty face showed a touch of arrogance.

"Security Bureau?" Yang Feng opened his eyelids and took a peek at Xia Xun.

The moment he drank that glass of lemonade, Yang Feng did feel like the sky was spinning, he immediately thought of being drugged, but soon the dizziness disappeared without a trace, but he decided to count it.

Xia Yuhe turned out to be her pseudonym, her real name was Xia Xun.

In this way, the encounter in the autumn rain was also directed and acted by her.

What flew was not Yanfu, but a trap.

But why is the security bureau, the girl is not bluffing!

Seeing how she pulls, does it seem to be a lie.

Just watch the changes!

At this moment, Yang Feng's thoughts were overwhelming. He was an art expert, bold, not afraid, only curious.

The waiter came, with a bit more apprehensive and submissive on his face this time, and presented his work permit with both hands: "Madam, here are your credentials. Welcome to visit next time."

Xia Xun nodded, carrying the plastic bag, and turning to Yang Feng, looking up and down, grabbing his belt, and slipping away.

The scene fell into a dead silence, and everyone watched the female agent carry a man away.

Yang Feng is also very cooperative. At the moment, he is like a mollusk without a spine.

Xia Xun placed Yang Feng on the car body, put on a helmet, stepped on the Ducati, the accelerator banged, and a burst of colorful smoke burst out and left.

Only then did the scene explode.

"It seems to be a female agent."

"At least it's a female man."

"I really sympathize with that man."

"Isn't the Domestic Violence Law implemented? We shouldn't be indifferent."

"You want justice, can you do it?"

Of course, Yang Feng couldn't hear the discussion behind him. At this moment, he recalled a lot of movie scenes, such as the bandits who robbed the women of the people, and they were often brought back to the cottage on horseback.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang, he was robbed by a female thief. There were dozens of pairs of eyes on the scene, no one was watching, not even a fart?

It seems that his character is not generally bad!

What Yang Feng didn't expect was that if he swapped with Xia Xun, I'm afraid that a bunch of big guys would shoot the case.He was already pretty good if he didn't despise him.

Yang Feng was lying on the beam of the car. Fortunately, he didn't eat anything at night, otherwise he would have vomited in the bumps.

"Where is the girl taking me!" Yang Feng muttered in his heart.

Ducati drove into an alley, and the houses on both sides were closed. The street lights in the alley were dim and no one was inhabited.

Yang Feng wanted to write down the route, but the road was bumpy, and he was already dizzy. He didn't faint, he was about to burn the incense.

Suddenly, Ducati "crunches" for a sudden stop. Instead of Xia Xun grabbing his waistband, he probably flew to the front.

In front of the car, four more black men appeared out of thin air, all of them 1.9 meters tall, with a bald head in a black suit, and the suit could hardly cover their sturdy body.

The four people were expressionless, their eyes were cold, like a strain of pine, blocking the front of Ducati.

Xia Xun pushed up the cover glass of the helmet and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" a big black man asked, using English.

"No comment, a good dog doesn't stand in the way." Xia Xun didn't have the slightest timidity.

"Leave Mr. Yang Feng, you go." The big black man said with a sharp glance.

"Mr. Yang Feng? Why?" Xia Xun sneered.

"He is the one we want to protect. Obviously, you are not his friend."

"Bodyguard? Or a foreign black?" Xia Xun slapped Yang Feng's buttocks, "Are you rich!"

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and stood still, motionless.Of course, he is also wondering, who are these big black men employed?

"Madam, we have no intention of clashed with you. Put down Mr. Yang Feng and you can leave." The headed man repeated.

"What if I don't?" Xia Xun smiled and shook his head.

"That has to be offended." The big black man said, "We will pay attention to proportion and minimize the harm to you."

After all, the four surrounded Ducati.

"Who did you send it? Hurry up!" Yang Feng prayed silently in his heart. If he was "saved", would he be out of tactics?Why don't you get into the tiger's lair?

The four didn't leave, but they didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything for the time being.

Xia Xun acted confidently and slapped Yang Feng's ass again, and then he casually took out his work permit.

"I don't know. You are employed by someone or an organization. I don't think it matters." Xia Xun "hehe" smiled, "please look at this."

The big black man saw Xia Xun's work permit, exchanged glances, and walked away.

Yang Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Xia Xun whistled arrogantly and started the car.

As the car went forward fifty meters, Yang Feng faintly said the voice of the big black man: "Miss Jamie..."

Hearing this name, Yang Feng felt clear. The identity of the four was self-evident. That little girl was really interested, Yang Feng was enthusiastic.

Ducati has been walking through the alley, as if walking into the ecstasy array.

Carried on the beam of the car and walked so long, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that half of his life is gone, and Yang Feng is also a little overwhelmed. How long will he have to walk?

Suddenly, Ducati made another emergency stop, Xia Xun still grabbed the belt of his back waist.

Someone blocked the way again.

This time there are eight people, long-legged Obamas, Asian faces, suits and leather shoes, well-proportioned people who can be models.

"What's in the way?" Xia Xun took off his helmet and said angrily.

The other party did not speak, but pointed at Yang Feng.

"Not dumb!" Xia Xun asked again.

The eight people still didn't say anything, just looking at Yang Feng.

"I want Yang Feng again? I'm surprised, Yang Feng is so popular?" Xia Xun nodded, "I won't let it go, let me grab it if I have the ability."

Damn, what does this girl think of a buddy?

What is the origin of these eight Obamas?

The eight people surrounded Ducati without saying a word.

"Want to fight, right?" Xia Xun took a shot on Yang Feng's hip, pulled out the key, cheated his legs and got out of the car, coldly said: "You know which ethnicity it is when you look at it. Left China."

"Who are you scaring?" Someone finally said, with a smell of old Northeast scum.

"Just to scare you." Xia Xun once again took out his ID, "Keep your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes open, take a good look."

The person who spoke took the certificate and looked at it over and over again, and then asked in an awkward voice: "It's true, it's a fake certificate now!"

"You can try." Xia Xun sneered.

The one hesitated for a while and waved his hand: "Make way."

Ducati set off again, and Xia Xun held the handlebar in one hand and gave Yang Feng another look.

"Smelly lady, it's a great fight. One day, Lao Tzu will return with the benefits." Yang Feng gritted his teeth and vowed secretly.

Xia Xun smiled and said, "Yang Feng, I don't see it, it's still a hip, it feels good."

"Skills can be killed but not insulted! Forget it, think about Han Xin, I will bear it."

"Yang Feng, can't tell, do many people miss you?"

Xia Xun muttered to herself, suddenly, she stopped again.

This time, ten people appeared in front of them, all in black tight-fitting tunic suits, thin and thin, wearing three-joint leather shoes, brightly polished.

"Hey, there is nothing more to do! You guys have more to do!"

Before the other party spoke, Xia Xun threw his helmet out of anger.

Not allowing the other party to speak, Xia Xun directly showed his ID: "Look at this clearly, and talk about the others."

The ten Chinese tunic suits gave way without saying a word from beginning to end.

Finally, Ducati drove into a place like a car repair shop, and then walked inside, it was an alloy door.

Xia Xun stopped at the door and looked up at the camera. Soon, the device issued an electronically synthesized sound: "Iris scan is confirmed."

The next moment, Yang Feng seemed to hear the sound of gears meshing, and two heavy alloy doors slowly opened.

There are basically two worlds inside and outside the door.

The lights inside the door are brilliant, the windows are bright and clean, and what you see in your eyes is not glass, or metal material with silvery white luster.

Ducati stopped, and the uniform men and women who came and went were busy with each other, as if not seen.

Only a young girl in a silver trench coat came over and whispered, "Xiao Kaoru, are you back?"

Xia Xun pulled out the key and nodded: "Jiu Ju, fortunately not insulted."

Yang Feng opened a gap in his eyes and obediently slammed into the ground. Is it really the National Security Bureau?

Zhao Ju nodded: "Go to the operating table and take samples."

"Yes." Xia Xun grabbed Yang Feng by his waist and strode away.