Hidden Assassin: Section 223 Talks

On the day of New York City, the daylight always gives people not enough feeling, but there is no sunset, looking from the seaside, the billowing red clouds that gush out from the sun pass over this huge city. When the boundless high-rise buildings spread over the sky, it always gives people an indescribable feeling of awe. When the vehicle entered the gate of the manor, Jia Ming sat in the back row and watched this scene. Heidi knelt on the front passenger seat, lay his hands on the back of the chair, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"How long will you play here?"

"Uh...it depends on the situation."

"What's the situation?"

"Confidential...Uh, Marilyn..."

"What?"

Before Heidi had time to express her angry feeling, at almost the same time when she called out her name at home, Marilyn turned her head reflexively, and then with a bang, the front of the car hit the square in front of the manor. The detour fountain, because it was originally slow to open, this time just shocked Marilyn mother and daughter, and there was no problem.

"Uh, I just think...you seemed to be absent from the drive just now, uh, a bit crooked..."

Jia Ming spread her hands, and Marilyn blinked in front of her, and was silent for two seconds, then smiled with a blushing face. Seeing someone came over, she pushed the car door and walked out, Jia Ming and Heidi also got out of the car. The woman in the brown windbreaker leaned over to look at the crashed place in front, and then helped the front of the car to stroke her hair helplessly, shrugged her shoulders with a smile, and tapped her high heels on the ground a few times. She was hesitating or The habitual action when at a loss, at this time, it seems that it is full of **** and charming taste.

"Uh...Tommy. Can you help me get this car repaired?" Passing the key to the strong black man who approached first, she smiled and said, "I have guests."

"OK." The black man made a friendly gesture, but couldn't help but glance at Jia Ming a few more times. This manor appears to occupy a very large area. In addition to the largest main villa in the front, there are also many villas and huts of various shapes around it, which seem to be like a village or military base in the evening. People from far and near can also see many people walking, and many of them can clearly know that they are patrolling at a glance. Most of these are internal members of the Salier Mafia.

"Let's go, take you to the place where Heidi and I live. Well, that's the little house over there."

Following the direction Marilyn pointed, it was a small two-story building very close to the house and in the center. It is a little smaller than the surrounding buildings, but there are only two people living in it, so it is very large. Heidi has already waved and ran ahead. During this period, many men and women from far and near gave interesting eyes. , I want to be very curious about Marilyn’s mother and daughter having such a "friend".

Since Tang Jingyao's death, Marilyn, who was originally autistic, chose to participate in part of the family business. She began to communicate more with people. She was a sought-after school girl in university more than ten years ago. There are many suitors and courteous people. She has a long-standing foundation in the shopping malls. Only in personal communication. But there are very few real friends. Even with Joseph, who was extremely popular in the Salier family, he kept a clear distance. Jia Ming had heard Heidi talk about these things. How my mother kept people speechless when negotiating with people, how Uncle Joseph was rejected by her mother, and so on.

When I came to the small building, Jia Ming glanced at the back when he entered the door. Not far away, at the door of the manor’s main villa, an old man with a fat figure and a black suit was sending a guest off. After coming out, Marilyn turned her head and said: "Come in." Then she also looked at the man and nodded from a distance.

"Your father?"

"Well, my father."

Victor. Salier. The current godfather of this Mafia family, but this identity is not enough to arouse any unnecessary thoughts from Jia Ming, nodded, he followed Marilyn into the house, and then closed the door.

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For dinner, I ordered a takeout from a Chinese restaurant outside.

Originally, Marilyn planned to cook by herself and show her craft to Jiaming, but once it was late, there was not much stock at home. Finally, she sent out a "big purchase tomorrow" After ambition, Marilyn finally made a takeout call. The meal for three people was a pleasant one, with lazily heating and warm lighting. The three of them sat at a simple dining table. They did not know whether the scene should be named "Mother and Children" or "Mother and Little Husband". "With their daughter" is better.

After eating, we took turns taking a shower. Jia Ming and Heidi sat on a blanket and played games against the TV. After a while, Marilyn came out in a white nightdress, curling her white calves on the sofa behind. , While combing and blowing with a hair dryer

Dry hair, while watching the two play the game, around nine o’clock, when the door came, Marilyn walked over to open the door, mixed with the sound of the game and Heidi’s occasional excited screams, and could vaguely hear the door sound. Marilyn just opened the door slightly, and didn't seem to mean to let the person in, but she could still see that it was Joseph who was standing outside the door who had met Jia Ming.

"Can I go in..."

"Sorry, already..."

"I heard you have a guest..."

"Friends in China, you have seen..."

"That time he took you away without a sound, it was very dangerous..."

"That is my freedom."

"...I just care about you."

"Thank you..."

"I want to know the purpose of his coming...Although he is a child, he is... dangerous..."

"I don't think...that is his freedom, it has nothing to do with you..."

"The safety of the family must be guaranteed..."

"Any result of him...I take responsibility..."

"The Gambino family is now..."

"...I see."

The two voices were faint, and later they seemed to suppress their throats and quarrel. Last time in Jianghai, Jia Ming's act of taking Marilyn and Heidi directly away obviously gave Joseph a very bad impression, but Marilyn was resolute, and he was naturally not good at saying anything. The two talked at the door for about five or six minutes. Marilyn closed the door, then curled up on the sofa with her body shivering by the cold wind outside, holding a Only the big pillow was held in his arms.

"It's so cold..."

"Why don't you let him in and have to open the door to talk to him?"

"Mommy never let him in because he wants to pursue Mommy." Holding the game console handle, Heidi smiled and replied, "After returning from China this year, he and Mommy had a fight. Then Mommy would not let him in. Grandpa said that because Mommy was very timid, he was afraid that he would fall in love with Uncle Joseph if he let him in."

"Is it true?"

"Cut, play your game..."

"Grandpa said it. It's none of my business."

The three of you talked and laughed. No one mentioned anything that was too sensitive, such as why Jia Ming came from, even Heidi, after having been in contact with Jia Ming for so long , I also understand that most of these questions are taboos that she shouldn’t ask. Even if she asks, most of them are boring. Marilyn sits in the back, occasionally receiving Jia Ming or her daughter’s handle, and is severely beaten by her opponent on the screen. Give me a bit of abuse and laugh with a warm voice until... late at night...

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If the same thing is done, it will gradually become a habit, as if the relationship between Jia Ming and Marilyn has been accidentally made for the first time, because taking into account the feeling of the other party has the first time. The second time, the third time, and in the end, the meaning of this has long been vague, but some things become a reason for verifying their existence to the other party after they get used to it. Therefore, when the door of the room is opened in the middle of the night, then Dao's soft body in her nightdress squeezed into the bed, and Jia Ming didn't feel anything unnatural.

"Can you borrow me to sleep here?" In the darkness, the woman spoke softly.

"You used to sleep in without clothes."

"If you want to see...just turn on the lights..."

"Heh...that's fine."

The body is close together and the hand is placed on the other person's body, but there is not much follow-up action. After a long time, I heard the woman's whisper: "Is there something important this time?"

"Come and kill some people."

"Um..." With her cheeks rubbing together in the dark, Marilyn made a comfortable voice. She didn't seem to care too much about Jia Ming's answer. After a while, she said, "How many people were killed? Will stay here for a while. Time?"

"Kill them to be scared... something happened~ IndoMTL.com~ Gently, that hand slid down the curve of the woman's back, to the hips and thighs, and then slowly lifted the skirt. Pendulum, sliding into that mysterious area: "It's so wet..."

"Bath...not done yet..."

"Heh, four or five hours..."

"Uh, uh... I don't know why, I've been like this since I saw you..."

"So you crashed?"

"Well...from then...to now..." With a soft gasp, she curled up her slender legs so that the other party could take the thin lace cloth from her nightdress. Then, the hand reached in again, and Jia Ming laughed shortly afterwards.

"If I said...I still have to go and have something tonight, what will happen to you?"

After hesitating for a while, she bit her lower lip and whispered: "Um...help me once with your hands...okay..."