Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky Section 285 The Confronting Corridor

Sorry, can you move a little bit? "

The man's body was leaning against the game console, with a friendly smile, a faint cologne breath floating in, Lingjing frowned. Just now Yahan’s mother made it clear that it was for Yahan’s blind date. Although she sat next to Jiaming and Shasha, she didn’t even say hello to this man. At most, she just glanced at it, and now she walked to her side. A natural intimacy attitude, even if it is self-acquaintance, is a bit too much.

It's not that Yahan is the kind of extremely conservative girl who treats men other than her boyfriend. In addition to Jiaming, she has always had her own space, such as piano, helping others to make blackboard newspapers, participating in reading clubs, and ordinary boys, can also talk and laugh, but there must be a limit to such intimacy. Cong Yi's attitude at this time has even clearly exceeded her limit for ordinary friends. The quiet girl who has always treated people and things well will also express her dissatisfaction clearly.

"Oh, just to see if you can't..."

That Wen Congyi took a step back with a smile and waved his hand freely. It is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome appearance, but also has a temperament that can attract the attention of the opposite sex. His cynical smile is full of hints Decadent, it should be the most popular one-night stand in a bar. Lingjing turned her head and looked at the electronic screen, and heard him say: "That...I just heard Yahan introduce, your name is Lingjing, right?"

"Yeah." Lingjing frowned and nodded dullly.

"I heard that Yahan is now the teacher of the Sacred Heart. Are you her student? As far as I know, it seems difficult for high school students to become good friends with the teacher."

The man who returned from studying in the United States has some English accents in Mandarin. In the eyes of some people, it may be a sign of the elite at the time, but Lingjing did not answer his question again, because Jia Ming had already walked over with a smile: "Beauty, is there anything wrong?"

Support the back of the chair with one hand. Supporting the edge of the game console with one hand is the same posture as Cai Wen Congyi just now. Even more intimate than him, Lingjing smiled happily, shaking her head, and touching Jia Ming's leaning cheek affectionately, pointing to the question on the screen: "I don't know this." In the gap, I saw rustle from the side looking at this side with a smile. Lingjing secretly slammed Wen Congyi's mouth, revealing a disgusting look. Shasha raised her eyebrows amusedly, shrugged, and turned around to play the slot machine with Yahan.

The treatment was completely different, and Wen Congyi also frowned at the attitude of the two people, the most depressing thing was. His opinion of a returned overseas student was not accepted, and the question before Lingjing was still the essay question just now. Jia Ming thought for a while, and then said: "Let's get one, let's choose C." Then he raised his head and gave Wen Congyi a polite smile.

"Hello."

Seeing Jia Ming looking over, Wen Congyi quickly smiled and stretched out his hand. Jia Ming also shook his hand across Lingjing, where it was almost like holding Lingjing's entire body in his arms. During the action, Lingjing clicked the C option, and then answered D in the game console.

This answer coincides with Wen Congyi's, but at this time there is no hint of joy on his face. Lingjing slightly angrily hit Jiaming: "I think C is unlikely... but the expression on it doesn't have any annoyance, and it doesn't even mention Wen Congyi as a correct reminder. The intimacy between lovers is never This kind of right and wrong is used as a reference standard. Wen Congyi is naturally clear, but he is puzzled. Just now, he probably asked about the relationship between these people. This boy named Gu Jiaming should be related to Liu Huaisha. It’s a boyfriend or girlfriend. Are you deliberately pretending to be intimate to show me now?

After a little contact, Jia Ming probably noticed that the simple blind date prepared for Yahan ended up on Lingjing as a foil, which is really a bit dumbfounding. However, he has long understood that among the three girls, the quiet temperament is actually the most unique. On the one hand, she possesses the purest beauty and spirituality of a girl by ordinary definition. On the other hand, she has The special maturity that is completely different from the definition of a girl, when these two contradictory temperaments are wonderfully combined, it is enough to produce a huge attraction to some men who claim to be accustomed to sex. Thinking about this, he looked up and smiled.

"Are you good at quiz?"

When Jiaming asked, Lingjing also raised her head to look at Wen Congyi, and the man immediately laughed: "Hehe, it’s not too great, but the knowledge in it is not profound to me. As you know, there is a wide range of knowledge in the universities in the United States, and there are many kinds of..."

"Oh, can you play through the level?"

"Clear the level..." Wen Cong Yiwei hesitated, "This, huh..." Lingjing was about to refuse, but Lingjing had already let go with a smile: "Come on, we have never passed the level. "

"No, you play, I just need to watch by the side."

"You can play, it's okay."

Lingjing smiled sweetly, and asked twice in a row, but he couldn't refuse any more. After sitting in Lingjing's position, he answered a question, and only heard one sentence: "You play slowly, we have something wrong. "When I looked back, I could only see that the two of them had crossed their shoulders and walked farther and farther.

He stretched out his hand and patted it on the electronic screen. He smiled self-deprecatingly. After a while, he lit a cigarette, shook his head, and then earnestly nodded the options on the screen.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the guests at the banquet had already arrived at the hotel one after another. They were actually spotted by teacher Yahan’s blind date, and Lingjing was teased by Yahan and rustle, and she had no choice but to help. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I will never have a misfortune anymore..." After betting the points several times in front of the slot machine, the four people immediately left the entertainment room and on the way to the banquet hall, only a group of people were wearing martial arts uniforms. The person in came from the front, Lingjing and Shasha were stunned at the same time.

The one who came here was the Muay Thai exchange team headed by the Muay Thai master Xiliwang. There was a holiday between the two sides. When Na Xiliwang saw Jia Ming walking next to him, his eyes narrowed, revealing a fierce glow. Jia Ming just curled his lips indifferently. Since that night, Lingjing and Shasha only know that this Muay Thai master is constantly challenging Chinese boxers, for those who come to the door to challenge

The showed a tough attitude that everyone would not refuse, breaking the bones of many people. It turns out that they are also living in the Guyuan Hotel.

Everyone knows these things naturally, but now Amre hasn't been sent away, Yanhuang Awakening may have warned against making trouble, and they can only make some noise in the normal game. Naturally, the honor of Chinese Kung Fu has nothing to do with them, as long as they don't mess around. On my own side, I can treat them as completely non-existent.

He is a accustomed killer, and he is full of pragmatic indifference. At this time, with his hands in his pockets, he regarded the hostile gaze of a group of people as non-existent, but this group of Thais had already shown signs of eagerness. These days, Xiao Meng arranged for a large number of people to stay outside the hotel. He only waited for one of these Thais to come out and hacked one to death, and then paid the family allowance, arranged for running away, and was extremely tough. These people don't dare to go out alone for a while. Naturally, there are also channels for obtaining information to find out who was the culprit in the conflict that day.

At the police station that night. Amre’s slap slapped into a concussion. The biggest shame for these Thais is that Siriwan was spit on by more than a dozen gangsters. I’m afraid Siriwang himself has already Regarding this incident as a great shame, he has released remarks like "Chinese Kungfu is all about **** and embroidering legs" and "The world's number one in Muay Thai" in the past few days. Every time the martial arts competition started is extremely heavy, trying to beat people to the last breath within the prescribed range, in order to arouse the greatest attention. It’s a pity that China’s speech is not free. Yan and Huang awakened through the government’s orders to newspapers and television. The news in this area can only be mentioned at most. Therefore, the exchanges between China and Thailand have been going on in a "friendly" atmosphere these days. The Muay Thai master also took a sigh of relief and had nowhere to go. At this time, he saw Jia Ming, his whole bones creaked, and his voice was as horribly as firecrackers were set off. The disciples and entourage behind saw this situation and whispered, they probably guessed Jia Ming. All of their identities showed a bitter look.

For a while, the atmosphere between the long corridors became extremely weird and solemn, and the spirit and rustle were nervous. Yahan had only heard about this, but at this time he had already understood it. Although they trusted Jia Ming's skill, they were stared hostilely by a Muay Thai master like Xiliwang, and the sense of oppression was definitely not something ordinary people could fully bear. Several hotel employees who were walking around were also affected by this atmosphere for a while. Looking at Xiliwang and others, and then at the three men and one woman here, they did not dare to approach.

Blowing the melody of "Snails and Orioles", Jia Ming, who looked ugly, looked at Xiliwang’s red eyes, and brushed shoulders with the Muay Thai master. Lingjing, Shasha, and Yahan were just After that, I didn't dare to look at that handsome and fierce face. At this time, behind the Muay Thai team, a Thai teenager who was not too tall walked out and stood in the middle of the aisle.

These people weren’t originally walking in the hotel in a completely neat team, they were chatting at random, but they were all considered consciously giving room to one side of the aisle for others to pass through, but the boy was holding hands. I stood in front of my chest, but some deliberately blocked the space through. About Xiliwang had also warned them not to make trouble. They didn't dare to directly say that I wanted to squash you, but the provocation was already obvious.

In the quiet and weird atmosphere in the corridor, the attitude of a group of Thais changed from hatred to sneers. There was no one to speak, obviously they were watching the attitude of the three women and one man after the road was blocked. However, Jia Ming didn't have much idle time on this side. The boy stood in the middle of the road, and Jia Ming opened his coat directly. After that, everyone heard a few "kaka" sounds.

It was the sound of a pistol being loaded.

Humming the melody of "Snails and Orioles", a pistol appeared in Jiaming’s hand, and as he walked forward, he opened the insurance, loaded his thumb, and randomly moved the hammer behind the gun, and then pressed it again. Going back, the pistol was checked. These warriors from Thailand basically have knowledge of firearms. Only when they saw the gun, the sneer almost solidified into one piece, and then turned into anxiety and cold sweat.

China’s weapons control is extremely strict. Even if they can get pistols, they can’t take them with them at any time. They naturally don’t have time to think about where Jia Ming’s pistols come from. The most important thing is Jia Ming arbitrarily inspected the guns, stretched his waist while walking, did two chest expansion exercises, and the muzzle of the handgun held at random traversed the upper body of everyone in the delegation, again and again. ……When the gun was swayed, some people's body became stiff, some people were ready to react at any time, and some of the escorts with poor psychological quality immediately stepped back a few steps, and then stood up. He stared at Jia Ming motionlessly, his eyes staring like cow bells, and he was nervous.

"Suban!" Before reaching the distance to confront the boy, Xiliwang yelled out from behind. Then someone in the team stretched out his hand and quickly pulled the boy named Suban away. , A group of people watched Jia Ming arrogantly waved his pistol and walked over.

"A door, a vine in front of you, ah, tender, green, just sprouting... ah, tender, green, just sprouting..."

Weird melody hovering in the air~IndoMTL.com~ A hotel employee carrying a vase behind the Muay Thai team was also frightened by Jia Ming, who was walking with a pistol, in this atmosphere. In the middle, Jia Ming pointed the pistol at the vase, and then started... watering the flowers...

Zi, Zi...

Small water jets are flying in the air. In the eyes of a group of Thais who have not yet reacted, four figures disappeared in the corner of the corridor. In the air, a girl's chuckle was faintly heard...

For a moment, there seemed to be a sudden eruption in the corridor, and the hysterical shouts rang out in chaos. In the hotel, it spread far:

"Damn Chinese—"

"I'm going to kill him--"

"Hold them--"

"Suban! Don't mess around—"

"Don't hold me, ah—"