Hidden Assassin: Section 263 stunt

Stayed in the room this morning. Mike came here once, and soon after leaving, he vaguely noticed the intimate division between Jiaming and Yahan. Although it is impossible to think that the two will be lovers, most of them can. Feel the abrupt feeling of being alone in that atmosphere.

When Mike came, he ran into the bathroom and changed into conservative winter clothes. When the infatuated black youth left, he lay down on the bed and continued reading. At noon, he got up vigorously. After all, Yahan was not ill. His physical fitness might be better than that of ordinary people. After a long rest, he recovered.

"After lunch at noon, go to see Mike and they fight in the afternoon?" Yahan asked, simply dressing up in front of the mirror.

"Well, somehow they let us hitchhiker and helped us so much, not to mention that I think he is interesting to you... Poor man, how can you bear not to join in..."

"Cut..." Yahan gave him a blank look. "You'll talk coldly. He lives in a democratic and free country. He is just a nice guy."

"Well, he is a good guy, I understand..."

"Haha, I'm too lazy to care about you..." Before, when she was in harmony with Lingjing and Shasha, Jiaming often taught others the skills of giving good cards to others. At this time, he naturally knew the jokes in Jiaming's words. After roughly dressing up, the two of them went downstairs while talking. After lunch, they walked out of the hotel. The snow had completely stopped. There was a cool and bright atmosphere in the sky, and the roads, roofs, and trees were all covered with snow.

"The snow has stopped. It seems that the plane will resume traffic soon, and it should not affect our return home after Christmas."

"I don't know how my mother is doing now."

"She's okay, I called this morning to ask, except for her temper. There is no big problem...hehe, your mom is very funny."

"Interesting? That's right, a person in his thirties has a temper like a kid..."

"Aren't you the same?"

"...Ignore you... In fact, my mother was very reticent when she first got married. After everyone got acquainted, she became a dick. I really miss the mother at that time..."

"Are you walking around with hiccups?"

"Hmm."

"Did you not know her character when your father married her?"

"My dad knows it, but I don't know, and the two of them didn't get married because of love or anything. The little mom was in awe of my dad, and of course she didn't dare to be a **** in front of my dad... Speaking of her, she was not a rich person until she married. She probably married into the family suddenly, and she felt that she had to keep a straight face in everything to make people take her seriously. In fact, I know that my mom always thinks about her. To give birth to a child for Dad, it is best for a boy to inherit the family’s things, but Dad was not willing."

"Why?"

"That’s the problem between him and my biological mother. Dad and mother are married. My grandpa also has a good industry in Beijing. I don’t know how they talked about it. Grandpa asked If a parent has a child, he must give priority to the child to inherit the Zhang family. It was originally a verbal agreement, but I don’t know why, the father went to the ligation..." She raised her head, "Well, thinking about it this way, will it not happen? They are actually very emotional..."

"Who knows things about adults, you were young then."

"But in my impression, the two of them are not too affectionate. My mother always takes me at home alone." Yahan took a breath, "The first child they gave birth. That's it. I am, because I am a girl, I was planning to have another one. I heard that my mother was pregnant again, but she accidentally miscarried, and she never became pregnant again. For this matter, I had been a leader for several years when I was a child. Cultivation, my mother died soon, and I had the weird problem of hiccups again. At that time, I didn't like my dad and resisted everything about him, so he didn't let people teach me those things. But later I heard that after my mother was buried, he went to ligate..."

Speaking one after another, white snow pompoms fell from the trees on the side of the road from time to time, if the vibrations were greater. Then there was a big canopy of snow falling down, Jia Ming took a little snow and put it in his mouth: "You can find a doctor to solve it, then you can have another birth."

"Yes, but my dad doesn’t mean to explain, I would rather believe that he is more serious and old-fashioned, and I will do what he promises. In fact, I hope my little mom can give birth to a boy for my dad. I think several times I have to tell my dad, but our relationship has been relatively stale these years. Now that I think about it, it’s mostly because of me."

Jia Ming glanced at her and raised her eyebrows strangely: "Why do you suddenly want to reflect?"

Yahan smiled: "I'm happy, it's easy to think of those things, what was wrong in the past, what was wrong, I really want to change it all, in fact, I was a bit too proud before, and I didn't have any relationship with many people. Well, the attitude towards some family members is the same as that towards work. In fact, I hate them for thinking about their father’s status, and having been stupefied with my father for so many years..." She shook her fist and said, "Today is Zhang Yahan’s classmate restarting. On the first day of your new life, you should be a good mistress. Of course, you have to learn to soften your temper and be more considerate..."

"It makes me feel guilty to talk about mistresses...Will I send you an advanced worker in the future..."

"Yes, yes, you are so guilty..."

Although he was talking about mistresses and other topics, the smile on Yahan’s face was real, as if returning to the time before the estrangement occurred, the two people, one big and one small, are always habitually hitting each other. It's just that Jia Ming's height is now the same as Yahan's. Although he still seems naive as a boy, he will be able to surpass Yahan soon after coming here. Of course, the two of them at that time may still not be able to piece together the appearance of a standard couple. For them, in fact, the kind of unscrupulous feelings like siblings or close friends accounted for more.

Walking all the way, and soon after leaving the town, I can see the abandoned factory building covered with snow in the distance. Mike's heads-up will not take place until after three in the afternoon, but there is nothing to do anyway. The two decided to go and wait first. Before he got even closer, the rhythmic heavy metal music came from far away.

"It's a vague taste that is hard to compliment...

With a beep, the two walked forward. I saw a few men and women standing at the entrance of the factory, talking, they all seemed to be young people in the town-of course, in fact, that was not a door. The whole side of the factory was open, and the inside was a rectangle. The space below is empty, and the corridor on the second floor can also go up. It looks like an indoor basketball court. The tiled roof has been broken in several places, but they are all in small and inconspicuous places. In addition to more than a dozen men and women in the entire venue, there are old speakers, locomotives, televisions, tables and chairs, a few burning fire plates, and a lot of messy things. There are two boxing sandbags hanging next to them, and two people are working hard. During the exercise, one was a heroic woman with a yellow strip of cloth around her head, and the other was the black Gamore who challenged Mike yesterday. He looks sturdy, estimated to be half a head taller than Mike, and he is banging the sandbag.

There are also two middle-aged people in their forties who look healthy. It should be a veteran soldier, one of them was standing in a sandbag, watching Gamore's exercise.

The music is high. It seems that this is a private meeting place for young people in the small town, and it is also completely open to the public, because when Jia Ming and Ya Hanchao nodded their heads, they also nodded friendly and did not stop. The two of them looked at the interior furnishings of this abandoned factory building. Then he moved a chair to warm his hands in front of a fire plate. However, as foreigners, the two are always more eye-catching. After a while, the black Gamour stopped practicing boxing and walked over with a smile.

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"Hi. Hello, friends." He smiled and stretched out his hand to the two of them, and the two naturally inevitably stood up and shook hands. This person was friendly and didn't seem to be pretending at this time. "Don’t mind, there are some things between Mike and I, but it’s nothing. It’s just a routine to play a game with us. After the fight, we will leave things behind. The two think this How about the side?"

"Well, it's good..."

The two sides talked for a while, the woman wearing the turban also stopped practicing boxing and came over, and then two more people came. Jia Ming probably understood that most of these people came for Yahan, of course, the heart of beauty. Everyone has it. It’s not a big deal. The woman wearing a headscarf should be Gamour’s girlfriend, named Shirley. She seems to have a three-point comparison with Yahan. Women are like this when they are together. Not a big deal. This woman has a very strong figure, and she can see that she punches quite powerfully. If she fights, Shasha, Lingjing, and Yahan will probably not be her opponents.

In recent years, if you are not really interested in understanding Chinese Americans, there are actually quite a lot of misunderstandings about the understanding of this Eastern country, but it is naturally impossible to ask in front of beautiful women "May I ask whether you still use straw ropes in the toilet in your country." Is it clean?” This kind of derogatory question, and in the eyes of this group of Yankees, China’s most legendary art is undoubtedly Kung Fu. After a while, the topic turned to this aspect. Someone asked Yahan jokingly if he would During the meeting, Yahan blinked and pointed at Jia Ming.

"I don't know how, but my brother has learned it."

Jia Ming glared at Yahan, who was grinning innocently. At this time, Gamore and others had already booed Jia Ming to perform. Jia Ming just said that martial arts was learned and played, and now they are almost forgotten. How can I compare to you? A group of people were also curious about the so-called Chinese Kung Fu. The woman named Shirley smiled and said that she just performed a show. Seeing that Jia Ming was still a teenager, she expressed interest in practicing with him.

"Don't worry, don't be shy, we won't hurt you, come and perform..."

As several people roared, Jia Ming stood up helplessly, trying to pinch Yahan secretly, Yahan had already smiled and jumped to the side. Seeing that he seemed to have the intention to loosen up, more than a dozen people from far and near gathered here with a smile. Naturally, they would not think that Jia Ming would have any advanced Chinese kung fu. Most of them watched in a fun mood. The two veterans also seem to be interested in "Chinese Kung Fu."

"Uh, well, since I must come." Jia Ming glanced at the people around him, "Then I will show you a stunt, are you sure you really want to come?"

Being Jiaming took a deep look, Shirley felt a little guilty, and then smiled and nodded: "Of course."

"Okay, ready to start, please... well, wait a moment..."

As Jia Ming said, he stood in the crowd and made an upright posture. About a few seconds later, with an exaggerated deep breath, he clenched his left fist tightly and stretched it out slowly and solemnly. After coming out, he looked at the woman in front seriously: "Are you ready?"

"Well, I'm ready." Because Jia Ming's expression was too serious, Shirley couldn't help raising her voice, her expression serious.

"OK, then...please grab my hand." Jia Ming clenched his left fist and nodded.

"Huh?"

"Please take my hand."

"Oh."

The woman nodded, stretched out a hand, and held Jia Ming's left arm: "Is this this place?"

"Whatever you want, as long as you feel that you have caught it, are you sure you have caught it?"

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"Really."

"I think it’s better for you to use two hands. It’s okay. It’s okay to use two hands. The important thing is that you hold on."

As Jia Ming spoke in a serious manner, the atmosphere of the scene seemed to become a little tense, confirming over and over again, it looked like a stage of magic, everyone held their breath, waiting for Jia Ming to perform some tricks Come to get your hands out of control.

"Well, since you are sure that you are hurrying, prepare, one, two, three, be careful!"

At that moment, Shirley firmly grasped Jiaming's left hand, and then Jiaming waved her hand, and a burst of chestnut sounded on her forehead. Since it was winter, the burst of chestnut appeared exceptionally crisp.

The crowd was so shocked by this shock that Shirley's hands clung to Jia Ming's unmoved left arm. It took a long time before Jia Ming raised her head silly, Jia Ming grabbed her hair with her right hand and blinked Eyes, staring at her innocently...