Hidden Assassin: Section 241 familiar figures

A cup of hot coffee, four egg tarts, thank you. "

Standing at the restaurant’s counter, he thought about those things, rubbed his forehead, and didn’t know the result of some things. It’s useless to think about it. He’s not the kind of super smart person. Experience, as well as the understanding and grasp of some people’s personalities that have been decades ahead. In the follow-up of his last life, many people in the dark world are now dead. Their character, many things and decisions they have done have been analyzed and researched. This is his greatest advantage.

It would be great if someone like Kelly Vernim could figure out a solution for herself. She was just a simple killer in her previous life. For Kelly Vernim, the clever lily girl, she had more admiration in her heart. Thinking of this, Marilyn's mother and daughter suddenly floated past her mind. Marilyn was good about her, he understood and was moved, but for Heidi...she was in a rebellious period. Since she didn't want her to be too sad, she had to leave. Of course, it would be hypocritical to say that. Of course it will be sad, but in short it is not clear... Maybe when Heidi has passed this rebellious youth, everyone can become friends again... Maybe it’s a friend who doesn’t go to bed... He is thinking about being with Mary The feeling of Lian being together but not going to bed, sure enough, was a bit awkward.

"Yours."

"Thank you."

Received the food in the plastic bag. When I turned back, I saw Yahan, her little mother and a group of bodyguards staring at Fengxue coming out of the opposite building, with a windbreaker over her head. , His face was small, and his whole body was covered tightly. Next to them, there was a little fat man with a round face. He was talking about something.

I still go shopping in this weather, woman, your name is Guards... With a sigh, he walked out of the fast food restaurant. While eating, following them...

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"Hey, Yahan, Yahan, come here soon, what do you think of this necklace? No matter the workmanship, the color is also beautiful, 13,000. It's not expensive."

Because of the snowstorm, there are not many people in this big supermarket in the center of Manhattan at this time-of course, that is only relative to the crowded scene of the crowds on weekdays. Moreover, it is said to be a supermarket. There are also many affiliated shops around. Some luxury stores are naturally independent facades. Nowadays, a group of people are choosing things in this jewelry store. Speaking of it, it is just a shopping fanatic mom jumping at the counter. The little fat man nicknamed "Mantou" was talking next to him. The two people seemed to have similar meanings. After a day or two, they became friends because of chatting and farting. As for Yahan. Just sitting on a bench at the edge of the shop. He rested his chin and looked out boredly. Originally, she was also very keen on shopping, but she was not in the mood recently.

"Thirteen thousand. It's U.S. dollars." Hearing Xiaoma's call. Yahan turned his head, "And I think it's a little fancy. Is the smell of gold too strong?"

"13,000 U.S. dollars. So I said it's not expensive." The little mother raised her eyebrows as if she was on the lookout. With Zhangjiadi's financial resources, she did not put this level of squandering on her eyesight, "and I think The fancy is right for you, mom and me, look, doesn’t it look explosive?"

Looking at the way my mother hung the necklace around her neck and dangling, Yahan couldn't help but laughed, but she understood in her heart that she was bluffing like this, but she wanted to make herself active. The steamed bun on the side looked at it a few times: "No, the wheat ear-shaped chain actually feels very simple. I think this necklace matches Mrs. Zhang very well."

"Or you can talk, Mantou, promising, I am optimistic about you." After a few laughs, my little mother lowered her voice, "Hey, to be honest, I think you are a good fellow, do you want to make Yahan? Tell me frankly."

"Uh, huh..." Mantou blushed, and couldn't help but laugh a few awkwardly, "Uh, I think this necklace is very suitable for Miss Zhang, uh, you you you...what do you think?"

"Don't pretend, let me be honest with you, Yahan just broke up in love, if you can make her happy, I will help you." After saying this in a low voice, she turned her head and said, "Wow, really. , Yahan, look, this blue gem is very suitable for you... please, take out this necklace, and this one, wrap it... Yahan."

I smiled and walked over and took Yahan’s hand, and was about to drag her over, but saw that Yahan seemed to be stimulated, Huo Di stood up, looked outside the store, and then shook her hand away. Walked out quickly.

"What's wrong? Who did you see?"

As Yahan walked to the corridor outside the store, in front of her eyes, there was an indoor plaza with a fountain. The elevators and corridors were connected back and forth by the six-way "concave" shape in the shape of a transparent "concave". The floors are full of large and small shops. The central air-conditioning provides sufficient heating. In the softly flowing English songs, hundreds of shoppers go up and down to and fro, looking for a look in such a crowd. It's really difficult to come here.

Standing there looking for a while, Yahan shook his head disappointedly: "I, I may be wrong."

"You are thinking by day and dreaming by night, and now you see everyone is like the person you think." My mother hated iron and patted the back of her head, "It's been half a year. , You, hard-hearted..."

"But...really like him..."

"Let you say that you don't say it, my boyfriend has discussed it with you...Go go, don't think about him, come in and choose jewelry with me, don't disturb my interest!"

With a beep of dissatisfaction, Xiao Ma dragged her in and told her to stand and force her to pick out the jewelry. Then, despite the protest, as long as she saw the jewelry that was pleasing to the eye, she bought it and packed it all. There was about half a medium-sized shopping bag, which was picked up by the bodyguard at the back, and went on shopping to other shops.

However, with a glimpse just now, Yahan was still a little absent-minded along the way, occasionally looking around, trying to find the familiar figure. Since watching the video of the street murder yesterday, she has always had a hunch in her heart that Jiaming has come to New York, and it is this kind of speculation that makes it difficult for her to be sure that the back figure she just glimpsed is the real home. Ming followed behind, still having an illusion caused by his own thoughts.

"Come here. Undress, undress, let Xiaoma see your figure..."

When I reacted again, she had been pushed into the dressing room by my little mother, and was reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

I don't like this dress. No need..."

"You don't like me. Isn't this purple dress suitable for you? Put it on, put it on, I won't hurt you!"

"Wearing a skirt in this weather will catch a cold."

"There is heating in it, and you think people you shouldn’t think about all the time get colds more, more serious than colds. According to me, you should dress up beautifully. Attract a large group of hairy boys. Chasing you...Haha, take it off quickly!"

In the voice of the voice, in the narrow locker room, the coat, underwear, trousers, and warm pants were forcibly removed one by one. Throwing it on the ground, the high heels were kicked aside, and Yahan, with her slender legs exposed, smiled and struggled, and stretched her hand to the waist of the woman in front of her.

"Haha, you dare to resist, you are an unfilial daughter, an unfilial daughter..."

"Aha, indecent..."

The voices of two women resembling sisters came from the locker room laughing and laughing. Since they were in Chinese, the American salesperson selling clothes outside didn't know what happened. Mantou and Yigan's bodyguard just stood there blankly, their muscles twitching. With his hands behind his back, Mantou lifted his head up to the sky as if he was out of sight. At a certain moment. Suddenly there was a puff, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose. Blood spilled from the fingers, before he had time to react to the next step, the leader of the bodyguard next to him had already handed the tissue to him, and the two looked at each other with weird expressions.

"Thank you."

"No need."

After a while, the door of the dressing room finally opened, wearing a fuchsia dress came out from the inside, everyone around them stared. Outside the shop separated by the glass wall, several men and women who came from shopping slowed down subconsciously, and talked with Yahan in the shop. Closing the locker room door, the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror showed the image of Yahan at this time.

The elegant long skirt with daisy as the base and white as the side is dressed up, according to the golden ratio of the upper and lower body proportions, and the beautiful figure of Yahan is perfectly produced. The slender waist is gently tied up. The skirt The pose is not as wide as a normal dress, elegant and concise, but it is full of oriental flavor. In addition, he has just recovered from the illness and has become a little melancholy because of the thoughts in his heart, mixed with a little pale. But it perfectly interprets the concept of the oriental classical beauty like a smoke.

"Come on, come on, see for yourself, and use your own eyes to prove my sharp vision and elegant taste. It's really fascinating..."

He happily pushed Yahan in front of the fitting mirror, looking at the image in the mirror, Yahan tilted his head and smiled helplessly. Suddenly, a figure drew in front of her eyes, she turned around abruptly, and saw people coming and going outside the store separated by a transparent glass wall. Most people looked over here subconsciously, and that figure, It was fleeting, and it was nowhere to be found.

Is it an illusion of thinking too much...

"What's the matter?" Xiaoma's eyes patrolled the crowd suspiciously with her gaze. Then, she yelled, "Mantou, those people over there...the one in the middle is not what you said. Mafia? Why did he run out of the hospital? Yeah, he saw us."

In my sight, there are many plastic tables and chairs not far away. It is the gourmet area in this shop. At this time, more than a dozen people, led by a blond American youth, are doing it there. There are two people, Yahan knows. The day before yesterday, they knew Yahan was eavesdropping, so they met Mantou. As for the blond young man, he was the protagonist living in Ward No. 14. For so many days in the hospital, occasionally looking up but bowing to see you, can be regarded as "acquaintances" who have never said hello.

At this moment, the two groups of people are not far apart. The halo after Yahan came out of the dressing room seems to have affected that side, and all the Mafia guys are looking over here, some of them seem to be whistling. , Aware of the gazes of Xiaoma and others, the blond young man assumed the attitude of an acquaintance, raised the coffee paper cup in his hand, said hello from afar, and then brought more than a dozen people toward this side mightily Here comes...

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Although she has an incomparable adoration for the classic movie "The Godfather", of course, it is impossible for Xiaomo to regard the real mafia as a good person who likes to host fairness in the world. At this time, she saw the other side show the car. When Ma Di came to this side, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "The black and mafia are here, do you want to call the police?"

"I can't use it, they don't dare to do bad things openly..." The bun on the side maintained a smile and said softly.

"Bad things? What bad things will be done..." The woman's eyes rolled twice, her mouth muttered, "Who is this, stay in the hospital if you are sick or in pain, and our women's homes go shopping. That’s all, a group of big men come out to shop around the store~IndoMTL.com~Mr. Chen, these people shouldn’t have any unruly attempts, I heard that the mafia is also very good at kidnapping... By the way, Yahan, go in and change your clothes back..."

One turned, the two women went into the locker room again, and after a while, Yahan had already changed back to the winter clothes. As for Mantou and others, they had already begun to greet these people and talked. It is an introduction. It is said that the name of the blond young man at the head is Robert, and probably the injury he suffered is not completely healed. At this time, he seems to be similar to Yahan, and his face is pale. After getting to know each other, he began to invite two beautiful women over for a cup of coffee.

"I'm really sorry about what happened the day before yesterday. Neil and the others were too nervous and had some misunderstandings with Ms. Zhang. If you don't mind, have a cup of coffee in the past? How about apologizing for what happened the day before yesterday?" /

Although it is said that the gangsters are not all bad guys, but drinking coffee with the mafia, who knows if it is possible to have any accidents, my mother smiled: "Haha, sorry, I have another stop. I just want to..."

"It's okay, just go have a drink." Before she finished her refusal, Yahan didn't know what she was thinking, and suddenly agreed and interrupted her refusal. Robert laughed, stretched out his hand, motioned for the lady to go first, his plain eyes swept through the crowd for a week, Yahan nodded, and walked over there...