Hidden Assassin: Section 388 Undercurrents

"I don't want to make this kind of joke."

Along with the voice of the TV commercial, Lingjing's tone was slightly stiff, and an angry expression appeared between her delicate eyebrows. After a long time, Jia Ming on the other side of the sofa let out a long sigh of relief.

"I mean it."

"I said, I don't want to make such a joke!"

Lingjing widened her eyes and raised her voice. Picking up the remote control in his hand, the sound of the TV rose up swiftly, and then came back down after a while. Lingjing threw the remote control away and looked stubbornly at the TV screen.

Jia Ming leaned down, held his head with both hands, and answered her with the same voice: "Break up..."

"What did my parents tell you? Or those relatives? I said I don't want to make this kind of joke, don't make it as good as a TV show!" Suddenly looked at Jiaming and said the call, Lingjing I turned over and got off the sofa. I poured myself a glass of water on the side of the coffee table. My voice trembled with my mood. "I said I didn’t want to go abroad, I didn’t want to go abroad, I didn’t want to go abroad. It doesn't matter if you drop this, you already know this, why bother to think about it, no matter how you look like this, I...even if I will be angry!"

"It's not because of the piano..."

"What's the cause of that?" He pours a glass of water, and Lingjing turns around, "Isn't it because of this?"

Jia Ming rubbed his forehead and looked at the ground in silence. Lingjing looked at him like that.

"Say it."

"Many things..."

"What are so many things? Because those people at home always bother you? I asked you to travel to Guilin? I..." Lingjing flushed her eyes and thought for a long time there, "I...because I am always thinking about I lost my temper about the rustle? I'm too nagging? I don't like the underworld? Or do you like rustle and don't like me... Are you tired of me?"

"Not these..."

"What are you talking about."

Glancing at him, waiting for the answer there, the sound of the TV kept ringing in the room, as if between the sound, the two bodies did not move at all. Only the rhythm of breathing is left, and in this cross talk, it seems to be clearly audible.

In fact, Jia Ming had already prepared several sets of rhetoric before that, and he even thought about his expression clearly when he was speaking, but at this time, these thoughts were revolving in his mind, unexpectedly Unable to find a suitable situation for the moment, he opened his mouth and finally couldn't say anything. Lingjing waited for a long time. Finally spoke.

"My dad and my mom told you what? That's right?"

"No, you know they won't do such a thing..."

"Do you like other girls?" Lingjing took a deep breath and paused "Kaoru?"

"No."

"Is that... Dongfang Wan?"

"How is it possible..."

"It's not Dongfang Wan. It's not Xu Yiting."

"I have not had much contact with her..."

"Who is that..."

"Nothing..."

"Sister Yahan?"

After several consecutive guesses, the sound stopped abruptly in the air. The last name, Lingjing, was basically said casually. Who knows that Jia Ming suddenly freezes, her body is also stiff, and after a while, she trembles and asks: "Sister Yahan?"

"...how did you guess?"

"I...Of course I guess...ha..." Lingjing opened her mouth, and an extremely ridiculous emotion suddenly surged in her mind. She put this choice at the end, in fact, she felt the most impossible . However, the scene from acquaintance with Yahan to the present suddenly rushed up, laughed absurdly, then stopped spinning, and stretched his left hand to his mouth. I don’t know what expression to put on: "But...you're talking nonsense, you guys... Sister Yahan is seven years older than you, how could it be, how... Sister Yahan...she..." /

Speaking like this, Lingjing collapsed her shoulders and sat back on the sofa staggeringly, holding her head in both hands. Ten fingers infiltrated between the long hair: "To the bottom... When did it happen..."

Jia Ming was silent for a while: "Last year in New York."

"Sister Yahan is sick. Go and save her, and then..." She thought for a while. "Then you guys are reconciled... Uh, no wonder Sister Yahan talked to us again after coming back, and still played together, you..." "Did you... have you told Shasha?"

"No..."

"Then why are you telling me!"

Ling Jing yelled with red eyes, seeing Jia Ming looking down in silence again, grabbed an apple on the coffee table and smashed it at him, then picked up the remote control in his other hand and threw it away. For a while, the apple on the coffee table, the remote control on the sofa, pillows, and clothes all flew towards Jia Ming. Ling Jing was annoyed by Jia Ming’s silence. For a while, he threw out almost anything he could get. The remote control and a few apples hit Jiaming’s head and bounced off. When the apples were thrown out, she subconsciously touched the fruit plate...

Blood splashed out after brushing the floor.

Lingjing's hand holding the fruit knife froze in midair. Jia Ming took a breath and looked at the cut in his left arm, but still did not speak. After a while, Lingjing swallowed, put down the knife, leaned forward, first picked up the pillow next to him, and then took his own coat, covered the wound on Jia Ming's hand, and pressed it a few times, but The blood couldn't stop. The water in her eyes was shining, but her eyes widened stubbornly, and she never let the tears stay.

After pressing a few times like this, she stood up quietly, walked into the bedroom inside and took out the medicine kit, unbuttoned Jia Ming, then took off her shirt, took out the iodine and gauze, and began to replace it. He cleaned the wound.

The sound of the commercial continued on the TV, and the two figures behind the coffee table were like quiet silhouettes. Jia Ming sat there, watching the spirit kneeling on his legs clean, apply medicine, and bandage silently. Girl The graceful but thin body trembled slightly. When the wound was bandaged, she quietly packed her things, and then took the medicine box back to the room. When he came out of the room, he had already taken a Jiaming floor shirt in his hand.

Place the clothes beside him. The girl passed him, sat back in her original position, and looked at the TV screen.

"It's been more than a year, why do you say this at this time?"

"Why Sister Yahan?"

"I... I and Shasha can follow you together, but..."

"Is it not enough to have me and Sasha?"

Perhaps she was frightened by the blood, Lingjing didn't give it out loudly anymore. She looked at the TV, her voice was always faint, but there was no answer over there, Jia Ming put on her clothes. I closed my eyes in pain, and didn't know what I was thinking. Then, the two people sat on the same sofa in silence. Let time go by with the "ticking" of the clock.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, the commercial on TV is over, replaced by a violent movie. Sunlight gradually slanted to the west outside the window, Ling sitting there quietly, not knowing what he should do, what he was expecting, or whether he could forgive Jia Ming’s incident, there was a mess in his mind, if the rustle was there. That's it...no. Maybe it would be better if Shasha wasn't there, she couldn't stand such a thing, but she couldn't stand it either, Sister Yahan... just in this kind of emotion. Suddenly remembered what happened when I was young.

I remember when I was in elementary school, I was too strong and was scolded by a man in the class. Later, I sat on the grass and cried. Jia Ming came and said, "Even if you are a man, I will marry you." At that time I only felt embarrassed. He slapped him easily. After a cold war for three days, he sat next to him. He refused to take the initiative to speak to him, but in his heart he expected Jia Ming to come over to apologize, or initiate a conversation. However, Jia Ming never apologized. When he went to the martial arts gym, he deliberately closed the door to prevent him from entering, hoping that he would knock on the door outside, perhaps saying "open the door," and he had a reason to speak, but opened it. At the door, he just left.

When I was a child, that was his character. I was wronged and cried for a long time at home. In the end, I went to find him first and reconciled with him if nothing had happened. The situation at the time was so similar to the present. What do I expect, maybe explanation, sorry, confession, even the brazen sophistry of a man does not matter, maybe... maybe I will be moved by rhetoric and deceived Forgive him and even give him a reason. It doesn’t matter if you are cheated...

But everything is always like this. He used silence instead of sorry. She knew that there was an apology. She cut him with a knife, maybe she wanted to kill him, he would face it motionless. But what's the use of this? When I was young, no matter what it was, I could speak first, smile first, and reconcile first, but this time...it's different...

She just waited and waited quietly, the daylight was confined to the sky, and a child’s cartoon was playing on the TV. No one spoke. I don’t know when the phone rang, Ling Jing subconsciously stretched out his hand and picked up the microphone beside him: "Hey..."

A vigorous voice came from the phone: "Hey, who is answering the phone? I'm Dongfang Wan."

"I am Ye Lingjing."

"Lingjing, did you persuade Jiaming? You will leave tomorrow morning. In such hot weather, take an air-conditioned bus to Guilin, where the landscape is pleasant, and go to the caves in the warm winter and cool summer. You can also go Swimming in the Li River, such a good thing, how can you not go."

"Jia Ming said he will not go."

"Ah? Forget it, I knew he would not go, then what about you and Shasha? Go together, there are so many people, I don't know if there is such an opportunity when I arrive in Beijing."

"Sandsha will not pass..." Lingjing replied softly like a ghost. After a while, "Can I go to play?"

"Of course—what—la—welcome, welcome, and meet at the school gate tomorrow morning at six o’clock. Let’s leave early and it’s cooler. Would you like me and Yi Ting to pick you up?"

"No, I'll come by myself, thank you."

"Great, remember to bring a swimsuit and a lifebuoy, um, in fact, you can buy a lifebuoy in the past..."

Dongfang Wan chatted again on the phone, after the phone hung up, Lingjing sat down for half a minute, finally took a deep breath, raised her head, stood up, tears in her red eyes Yingying. But it never fell.

Went to the door and put on shoes and socks, Lingjing opened the door and walked out: "I'm going home to sleep." The door closed gently, and for a moment, the game room boss greeted Lingjing from downstairs. .

About ten minutes later, Jia Ming took a deep breath, got up and turned off the TV, and touched the gauze wrapped around his arm. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey... Kaoru, tomorrow afternoon. I will fly to Tokyo."

When night falls, let us cast our eyes on a villa on the outskirts of Xinning City.

Although it occupies a large area, it is not a distinctive house. At this time, as the lights continued to turn on, the atmosphere of the entire villa seemed a bit solemn. More than a dozen expensive cars were parked on the street outside the villa at this time, and some people with different costumes were in the living room at this time, waiting for the owner to receive him.

"Hey, Lao Huang, are you really that amazing?"

The one who is talking to someone around him is a slightly fat man. There is a middle-aged man with a mole next to his eyes. If time can be reversed, we can see him in several places where Jianghai gang bosses gather. This is the boss of a medium-sized gang in Jianghai City. Nicknamed Mountain King Cui, now his gang is having something wrong with the Shazhu Gang. The reason why he came to Xinning at this time is because of the owner of the villa, Zhao Zhenhai, the boss of the Xinning Gang. Of course, we will meet at this time. Their. It's not this person.

Listen to his questioning. The old Huang next to him lowered his voice: "Not great? I'm here, I am not afraid to tell you clearly. Anyway, you will know later... Chaohai Group, have you heard of it?"

"Just kidding, everyone in business, who has never heard of Chaohai Group, what's wrong, that person...has something to do with Chaohai?"

"It's more than a relationship. He is the second son of Ying Haisheng, the chairman of Chaohai Group. He is called Ying Zifeng. If you think about it, if a person of this background makes a move and settles a Shazhu Gang, that is not a word. Thing?"

The boss surnamed Cui Di was stunned for a while: "Wow, really? He Xinning Gang, can actually get along with the second son of Chaohai Group?"

"The relationship is a little bit, but the most important thing is that the little girl Sha Zhu Gang offended the second son, and it is also Boss Zhao who has the means. Didn't the Sha Zhu Gang talk about rectification recently? Has it started to be good? Boss Zhao bought it. I recently asked a boss to lead the second son to a bar under the Shazhu Gang. A friend of the second son fell in love with a lady inside, and then he was willing to spend money...this kind of thing, anyway, you are too I know..."

The person surnamed Cui nodded. He is also used to seeing wind and waves. When he heard this, he naturally understood something: "The woman didn't come out to do it?"

"It is said that he came out of college to do part-time jobs and study part-time work, but what status is the second son, if he encountered this kind of thing in the past, he was willing to spend money, we help to clear things up, of course the matter is easy to solve, the second son My friend drank some wine, after all, she was drunk, let alone the woman in the bar, she was not just casual, who knows that the little girl happened to be nearby and didn’t do anything~ IndoMTL.com~ I just asked someone to call the second son’s friend. Give me a fight."

The old man named Cui laughed: "Then Liangzi can be formed now."

"No." Old Huang also laughed, "but everyone was not sure at the time. When the second son came out, he actually met the little girl in the film. The second son didn't say anything at the time, but he could take the boss Zhao The boss was frightened. Who knew that after he came out, the second son asked about the recent overbearing of the Shazhu gang, but he just sneered, and then you know, there is now this thing. Anyway, the second son took the shot, and it has to be settled. That little girl's film is not a simple matter. The reason for contacting you is because once there is a problem with the Shazhu Gang, Jiang Hai cannot have any problems. You can divide the Shazhu Gang's territory, but you have to take your time. It caused social turmoil or something, you know, no one can keep everyone, so the second son will be a notary in the middle, so that everyone can do well in the future in a kind manner. As for Shazhu to help those people now..."

He waved his hand and smiled sinisterly.

"Hehe, wait and see." In view of the fact that some people have recently asked me if Hidden Killing is about to end...Let’s say, Hidden Killing is scheduled for ten volumes. Even if it is different from the schedule, there are nine volumes. And now the seventh volume has just passed the first half, so it won't be so unfinished. To be honest, I am the person who hates unfinished parts the most. Our slogan is: Ning eunuch, not unfinished! ^^