Hidden Assassin: Section 258 Impulse

Rolling around on the phone, it looks like Yahan and Xiaoma were talking on the phone, shook their heads, gestured silently, and went to another room. After a while, the female boss Monica sent a meal. Things come over. When he knocked on Jia Ming's door while dragging a decent cart, Jia Ming was still wearing his original clothes, but he had obviously taken a shower.

"Is it done so soon?" Yahan said.

"Battle bath." Jia Ming replied with a smile. He reached out and opened the lid of the cart. The aroma of the food came out. The aroma of steak, eggs, buns, corn soup, and coffee were in duplicate. , "Such a rich breakfast."

"It's probably in accordance with the lunch specifications." Yahan, who was still wearing a thick bathrobe, shrugged with a smile, "So what else do I need? Guest officer?"

"Well, it would be perfect if you need a beautiful woman to eat with me. The best profession is a teacher."

"As you wish." Nodded, Yahan smiled brightly, and pushed the small dining car in, "But why should it be a teacher?"

"I'm a student, the temptation to uniform...well, cough cough..."

"Go to hell!"

Kicked out with a smile. It was a pretentious kick. Naturally, it was impossible to kick Jia Ming. However, one of them was unstable, and the slippers flew out, and Jia Ming caught them smoothly. With a "Wow", she Pointed barefoot on the carpet.

"Return the shoes to me... uh... uh..."

The subconscious words were not finished yet, but Jia Ming naturally bent down, pinched her bare and white ankles, and reached out to help her put her slippers on. Yahan calmed down suddenly, but I don't know why, the place where Jia Ming was pinched seemed to have a tingling numbness. When Jiaming turned around and opened the curtains of the room, she twisted her feet on the carpet and pushed the car past. When the curtains were opened, there was still a snowy view of the balcony similar to the other side, and the sky light came in. A small table was placed in the room with two chairs facing each other. She took a breath.

"Uh... so beautiful. How long shall we stay here? Jia Ming?"

"I don't know, it should be a day or two."

"Just now I called Xiaoma, she said that the plane finally stopped, maybe it will take a few days."

"It looks like you have fallen in love with this place."

Talking and laughing, the two sat on both sides of the chairs and began to eat. After a night without a good rest and no food, both of them were a bit gobbled up. However, when he saw that Jia Ming had killed most of the food in front of him, Yahan smiled and cut half a steak, took two pieces of bread and passed it over.

"Don't be fooled, so much." His mouth was full of corn soup. She said slurredly.

"Then I'm welcome."

Even though the other party drove a small amount of food over, Jia Ming still quickly solved what was in front of him. While sitting there drinking coffee, Yahan also slowed down his eating speed, and said a question. : "You said this morning that two friends here are in trouble..."

"Well, they belong to the Mafia at home." Nodded calmly, Jia Ming probably talked about the power of the New York Mafia, the conflict between Gambino and Salier, "If it's only temporary. In fact, things are very good. Settle it, you know, I'm a killer, just find a place to slam John Damico... I promise that Gambino will be messed up in the first half of the year..."

When dressed as Jane Suyan, he was cold and arrogant and ruthless, and said these words. It may be very oppressive, but at this time, with the ordinary appearance and the joking expression, Yahan can't feel the slightest taste of tension, but he knows that the other party is telling the truth, in a strange mood. Time laughed: "Cut, how do you look like a killer now, people thought you were playing games."

"Well, there is no way, this kind of disguise is the best. And it's a true performance..." He touched his nose, "But this way treats the symptoms but not the root cause. In fact, Gambino doesn't matter. What I worry about is..."

"What is that Pei Luojia?"

"..." Jia Ming was stunned for a moment, then snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Quan Zhong, in fact, according to the current situation, it is not difficult for Pei Luojia to know that they are my friends, but Pei Luojia The current situation... Oh, Castro gave Zhuang Amir a lot of power. Since Castro is dead, Zhuang should become the actual manager of North America. This person likes to read "The Art of War "The North American side must be desperate to conquer his strength afterwards. If I leave, he will not always think about revenge. Of course, he may curse me several times a day... Well, he will curse tulips..."

Since I have decided to tell Yahan, Jia Ming doesn't hide it. This is not a very important and dark inside story. What's more, the meaning of Yahan is different from Lingjing and Shasha. For the two girls, he hopes to protect them. For Yahan, he always acts as a friend in an equal way. In fact, his own ability is not strong. What comes out is more than 20 years of technology and understanding of the current batch of killers. The killing skills actually come from the idea of ​​not wanting to die at the beginning, and the handling of things is done according to previous experience. True

In terms of reaction and innovation ability, he is at most just an ordinary person's level, even han. What's more, it feels really good to have a friend in this world who can say everything.

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"In this case, can't the miracle of creation help me take a look?" Yahan asked questioningly.

"It seems that there is only this way. Now that the miracle of creation is pressing on Pei Luojia, the Wisdom Kingdom has too deep contact with the US National Security Agency, and it is basically a balance between the borders of the country. In this case, if there is a slight response to the miracle of creation According to Zhuang’s caution, there shouldn’t be any major incidents." Jia Ming nodded and smiled, "But...I really don’t want to have anything to do with these organizations..."

Yahan finished eating the last bit of steak and took a sip of the soup: "It sounds like an old man..."

"I owe favors, and I won't be able to pay them back in the future. I really don't want to participate in this kind of thing, but there are some things that I can't help myself..." He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Yahan frowned: "Then what should I do... Let Yanhuang Awakening help, you owe Yanhuang Awakening's favor, and then Yanhuang Awakening owes to the miracle of creation. Together, Pei Luojia is not even more afraid to move. Did you say that Yanhuang Awakening is not bad."

"I owe them favors, the final result is to join in. However, that is not important, the important thing is..." Jia Ming took a sip of coffee, "My teacher told me, even if it is dead, this Don’t join any organization for the rest of your life, don’t be ordered by anyone. In fact, he’s already paid very high in Pei Luojia. He doesn’t have much to do, and he has free time. You can control it yourself. It doesn’t matter... but he still Betrayed, probably for freedom..."

It seems to be infected by some emotions in Jia Ming's passage, Yahan smiled, and couldn't think of a good way. After a while, he asked: "What is the relationship between those two women and you... …I’m asking you on behalf of Lingjing Shasha!"

Jia Ming smiled: "The two people saved a few years ago, and then they met, one is 30 years old, and the other is her daughter, who just turned fourteen this year, what are you thinking about? It’s just a good friend..."

Listening to Jiaming’s words, Yahan just felt relieved, embarrassed to say a few words, the two parties laughed a little, they packed up the tableware, and pushed to the door according to Monica’s words, because last night If they didn’t sleep well, both of them needed to take supplementary sleep. After saying good morning at the door, Jia Ming returned to the room. The door behind was pushed open again. Yahan stood outside the door looking at him, and then rushed in two steps. In front of him, his face was red.

"What, what..." Jia Ming took a step back, subconsciously standing sideways on guard.

"I...uh...I..." she stammered and took a deep breath, "Uh...my wallet...it seems to be here...ah...ah...nothing Is it...well, I remembered it wrong, goodbye, good morning, good sleep..."

With a few puffs, Yahan ran out again at a fast pace. About two seconds later, he rushed back to the door, smiled and closed the door of Jiaming’s side, leaving Jiaming one behind. The man froze there and rolled his eyes.

Outside the door, Yahan, wearing a thick white bathrobe, stood for a while~IndoMTL.com~ Then he pursed his mouth, puffed his cheeks, and gave himself a light slap in annoyance: "Idiot, flower Fool...you are sick..."

Pushing the door into the room, she threw herself on the bed in three or two steps. After pulling up the bedding, she squirmed a few times inside, then stretched out her hand and threw the big bathrobe on the floor next to the bed. . Turning his head to close his eyes, after a while he turned to the other side, the light on the window sill was too dazzling, and soon he turned sideways.

Several times like this, she got out of the bed wrapped in the quilt, jumped to the window and closed the curtains, turned around with a jump, slammed, and fell to the ground with the quilt, the upper half of the **** Exposed from the bedding.

The room was warm enough that no one would see it. She pulled up the quilt in a huff, and it took a long while to wriggle back to the soft bed like a caterpillar. But tossing and turning, for a while, I couldn't sleep anymore.

"Zhang Yahan, you are dead..."

In the gloom, there was a woman Nuo talking to herself. In the room on the other side, Jia Ming slept on the bed and had entered a deep sleep.

About two hours later, Yahan here was already asleep. Jia Ming opened his eyes and got up. It was noon...