Hidden Assassin: Section 246 Who are you

I said earlier that you look at dazzling eyes, but you don’t believe me. Day dreams and night dreams. Day dreams are coming. You will scare me to death. We won’t go shopping for the next few days. It’s so snowy. Today I called your dad and we will go back as soon as possible. Anyway, the check-up in this hospital is almost finished. It is impossible to live in the United States for recuperation. Going back and going back... My heart is still beating now. ……"

With the woman’s chattering voice, the car stopped by the road below the hospital, got out of the car door, entered the building, and entered the elevator. Mom was talking non-stop along the way. What happened today is obviously already Frightened her enough.

All the way back to the ward, Yahan didn't seem to wake up from a trance look. While talking, the little mother threw all the shopping bags in her hands onto the bed, and then ran to the bathroom to remove her makeup. For a moment, She ran out with some water stains on her face, the earrings and necklaces had been taken off, and the hair that had been pulled up had been put down. Although she always says that she lives on cosmetics, the 30-something-year-old woman who does not apply powder at this time still has a mature and natural temperament. After finishing the things she bought today, she reaches out and probes Yahan's forehead.

"It's okay, do you want to let the doctor come and see, I think you should take a nap first, and everything will be fine when you sleep. Good night, you sleep, don't think about anything, I will go out first."

"Mom, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yahan smiled softly, drew a blank eye from the other party: "Cut, don't talk about it if you don't have any convincing power..."

When opening the door, Yahan suddenly jumped off the bed and walked to the door. Xiaoma looked back, but it was Mantou and the bodyguard chatting outside the door. There was nothing surprising: "What's wrong?"

"Uh, it's okay... Mantou, can you come in for a while?"

"Bantou?"

"Me?"

Everyone looked at weird gazes, and Mantou also stretched out his hand and pointed at himself, until Yahan nodded. There was a loud voice, and he entered the room with some hesitation.

Gently pull the door up. The little mother looked at the bodyguards on both sides: "Don't overhear." Then, she walked toward her room.

In the room, there was a little silence. Because of the gloomy sky with snow and wind outside the window, the lighting in this ward seemed a little insufficient at this time. Yahan nodded: "Just sit down." Walking to the closet on the side, "Coffee? Or juice?"

"Uh, juice..." Sit down on the sofa. Mantou felt that the atmosphere seemed a little weird. Could it be that this woman couldn't find the person she was looking for, so she gave herself up and wanted to seduce herself to bed? However, this woman has something to do with Jian Suyan. Although it is very tempting, it is difficult for him whether to go up or not.

Such crazy thinking, he himself would not take it seriously, especially when he saw Yahan's expressionless face, he could basically understand such a fragrant thing. It is definitely not her turn, otherwise she will not be able to put on such a face that can make a man not lifted, and the biggest is the most unfortunate possibility for herself, mostly...

"Orange juice."

"Oh, thank you."

Putting the juice in front of Mantou, Yahan sat down on the opposite sofa, and the two faced each other blankly, and Mantou had to pick up the orange juice and put it in his mouth. Immediately, Yahan asked softly: "Mantou, who are you?"

"Huh?" A pair of innocent eyes appeared behind the glass.

"You are very good, you can fight, and you can also shoot. You will know that the man today is to deal with me, and you are not afraid of facing the Mafia. You approached us on purpose. Who are you?" With a soft tone, Yahan raised his head, "You have to follow me, you have to tell me?"

Gudu, Gudu... Holding the cup, Mantou drank a large glass of orange juice, then smiled and stood up: "Sorry, I'll go out to answer the phone."

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The wind and snow roared, and out of the building complex full of skyscrapers, the world was blank. The jeep went up the mountain road, but not long in the past it slipped and dropped its anchor due to the snow all over the ground. Allowing the driver to fiddle with the machinery in front of the car, the red-haired woman got out of the car and walked directly up the mountainside on the snow.

A subordinate followed, occasionally laughing and talking, seeing the villa on the mountainside approaching, she took out a brick mobile phone and dialed a number.

In a deep alley in downtown Manhattan, the bell rang, mixed with the hollow whimper of the wind and snow blowing through the alley, it looked a little weird, the phone fell on the ground and blood was flowing by, looking at it from this angle , In the dark alleys, there are corpses in all directions.

The sound of subtle footsteps rang, a figure wearing a gray down jacket threw away a stick in his hand, squatted down in front of the ringing mobile phone, and looked at the mobile phone in the blood with interest. Keep ringing until the bell stops.

"Shit,

What are you doing, I don’t answer the phone..." On the mountainside, the red-haired woman hung up and cursed bitterly. At this time, she had reached the door of the villa and walked into the hall. Smith was sitting on the sofa in the center. A few little bosses of family affairs sat in disarray, and sat down beside Smith, she smiled charmingly: "Hey, are you okay?" "

"There is no evidence from the police, not to mention that we are the victims in this matter. What can we do? It's just the **** Eisen who wants to make things difficult for me on purpose." Frowning, Smith said, "You go to talks with Robert today. Up? How is it?"

"I wanted to reconcile over there, I gave him a slap." Walked to the bar and poured a glass of wine, Jane bit her lip, "But then Joseph showed up, and they arranged for a very powerful gunman... …In general, there was no fight on the spot and the matter was not resolved...I will be responsible for the follow-up of this matter."

"Joseph? Gunner?" Smith frowned, "I want to know the detailed process."

"OK." Jane nodded and started from the beginning of today's shopping mall. She didn't hide her deflation. All the details are based on the facts. After the explanation, Smith nodded. After discussing with a few people around him for a while, except for Jane's attitude which is really a bit aggressive, there is nothing practical to lose on his side. This incident was followed by other family matters that needed to be resolved together. About an hour later, it was almost time for lunch. Smith asked: "By the way, what about Tom and the others? Didn't follow you back?"

"They didn't answer the call, God knows where they went." Jane shrugged, "I met that Chinese kid today."

"Chinese boy?"

"It was the guy I met at Marilyn. I said I would remember him." Jane smiled, "He was alone, and then Tom and I caught him. This kid is really good. Cunning enough, took us to run in Manhattan for almost an hour, but in the end it was blocked by us. At that time, I received your call, I will come back as soon as possible, now I guess...that kid is about to die."

"This is not good, but it will only leave no room for both parties." Smith said reproachfully, "And that was a Chinese tourist. Now China's influence in the world is gradually increasing. Tourists will put pressure on such things. Come here, once the government is under pressure, we will have a hard time."

"I have done it. How about it?" Jane's tone was a bit aggressive. She had always been very jealous for Smith's favor with Marilyn in order to fight Joseph. At this time, she obviously thought that Smith was afraid of hurting. After meeting Marilyn's friend, before uttering the next sentence, Smith stood up and slapped him over.

A slap of "pop" echoed in the living room, and the others walked away wittily. Smith kicked her and said, "I'm telling you to do things, and put away your selfishness! If you didn't follow me Bed, someone talks to me like this, she is dead!" After a meal, "Anyway, call them to come back for lunch together. Now that this has been done, we must be ready to fight Salier at any time. Preparation."

Looking at Smith, Jane wiped off the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, sat on the sofa without saying a word, and took out her mobile phone from her bag. Seeing the grievance she was drowsy, Smith snatched the mobile phone. Come here, dial the number.

After ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Hello? Uh...um...um..."

The call lasted for about a minute, and only fragmented voices from Smith could be heard. After finishing the call, he slowly covered the flip of the phone, his eyes drifting and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uh, where did they go." Thinking of trying to ease the relationship with Smith, after a while, Jane asked~IndoMTL.com~ didn't answer immediately, Smith raised his head and exhaled with a complex expression. Then he handed the phone back and looked at the woman's face: "How many people do you... total?"

"Uh, Hans and the two of them are back with me. There are twenty people on Tom's side, twenty-three in total." Jane replied blankly.

"Twenty-three...twenty...you said you blocked that Chinese boy?"

"Yeah, Manhattan... There is a dead end on Sixth Street..."

"He is alone?"

"Of course it is one! What's the matter?" Realizing that something was wrong, Jane stood up while asking. The next moment, Smith turned around abruptly, waved, and knocked her on the sofa with a louder slap. , Smith yelled in the room:

"Yes, they are alone. Twenty on our side! You arrogant bitch! Do you know if you fell into their plan? This call is from the police station! Twenty people, No more, no less, they are all dead! Just after you left, they all died in that alley—"