Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky, Section 346, it’s okay

"Don't move!"

Amidst Yahan's stern shout, He Yun smiled and raised the dagger in his hand. Of course, as a killer, she might not be threatened by such ordinary people. The reason why she stood in place was because almost the moment Yahan raised her gun, several agents arranged around also Already surrounded, when one of them put a pistol on her back, it was basically confirmed that all her original intentions had been made clear in advance.

This kind of party looks free, but in fact, it has been under extremely strict management secretly. As a chess piece arranged in it, she basically cannot find the possibility of risking a gun, so she can only use it The dagger works. The dagger was snatched by the female agent behind, and then searched her whole body with her hands. Lingjing and Shasha stepped back in surprise. They didn't quite understand what was going on, He Yun looked at Ya indifferently. Han and others nodded with a smile.

"It's weird, you've discovered me a long time ago... No wonder you were following me tonight..."

"Humph." Yahan snorted, "Someone has told me long ago, as long as you see you approaching Lingjing and the others, it's okay to draw your gun directly, but you didn't see the knife actually hidden in your hand. ……"

"Heh, this is really..."

From the standpoint of a captured person, He Yun really looked a bit open, shook his head and gave a wry smile. At this time, people near and far also reacted. Seeing that the assailant seemed to be under control, and there was no major commotion. They just moved around while pointing, and a few arranged in The secret agent walked towards He Yun at the same time. Yahan whispered "Ah".

With a "wow", nearly a dozen guns were pulled out almost at the same time and pointed at Yahan. At this time, the scene really began to become chaotic.

When an originally unremarkable man passed by Yahan, he suddenly grabbed her gun and strangled her neck with one hand, turning Yahan who was holding a gun into hostage.

"Sister Yahan!"

The surrounding crowd suddenly began to become confused, and in this chaos, dozens of guns near and far were facing each other like a silent winter. The atmosphere is deadly. After a long time, the male assassin who put his gun on Yahan’s forehead said one word at a time: "No one is allowed to move. Otherwise, I will shoot."

"You can't go." While an agent spoke, several people protected Lingjing and rustling behind them. The killer smiled: "I never thought about going, but if she died, would Jian Suyan blame you for ineffective protection?"

In just half a minute, the local people in the big tent walked cleanly in the chaos, and the crowds outside the tent had obviously completely surrounded the place. During the confrontation between the two sides, a white girl in a black dress rubbed her forehead and walked in. Her brows were frowned, and her head was lowered. She was looking for an embroidery needle on the ground. A few others followed her. The white men, all seemingly well-trained bodyguards, were scattered around.

Seeing this woman's lineup, the killer who hijacked Yahan didn't panic. Just smiled: "I didn't think it was Miss Kelly who came here. I don't know if you can call the shots here? Still have to find someone else. I think we should not waste too much time..."

"I don't care what time you are, I'm going to bed, and you wake up again..." Until I walked in. The white girl finally raised her head. She really looked like she had just gotten up from the bed. Her hair was a bit messy, her face was a bit bad, and the dress seemed to be casually put on her body. At this moment, he pulled the left shoulder strap with his hand impatiently. She has a beautiful appearance, and she feels rebellious and lazy at this time. "I finally changed the jet lag a little bit, do you know if I don’t get enough sleep, I’ll grow old quickly and disturb the beautiful women’s sleep... You can’t do this, you will die..."

She talked and seemed to rub her forehead and turned into self-talking. The man smiled: "I know that this behavior is really bad, but the matter is urgent. Please understand. Within five minutes, I have to talk to Ms. Jian Suyan in person." He pointed to a big clock hanging above the tent, "It is 11:17, I think I can wait until 11:22, after this time. , I don’t know what unpleasant things will happen to everyone..."

"That's it? O, I know..." snapped his fingers impatiently, and Kelly yawned, "Who and who, find someone to take the ladder and remove the battery on it, I'm good. I'll talk to you at dawn, bye..."

I waved my hand and prepared to leave, before taking two steps, the killer said solemnly: "Miss Kelly, I'm not kidding you!"

Suddenly stopping her figure, Kelly patted her forehead, and stared at her with big beautiful eyes: "Then you are threatening me?"

"If this helps everyone recognize reality, it’s okay to think this way."

Just as the assassin's words were just spoken, Kelly waved her finger suddenly: "O, then we won't be kidding, kill him for me." With a soft snort, she walked out of the door without looking back. She gave the order, and the man named Charles on the other side took out the pistol from his arms blankly. The killer was probably a little confused suddenly. Look at Kelly, then Charles, and opened the hammer of the pistol. : "Hey, are you really not considering the consequences?"

"Who are you using a water gun to scare someone!"

While Kelly waved her hand, there was a bang in the tent, Yahan yelled "Ah-", the killer's head was crossed from the side by the bullet, and the body fell while his fingers subconsciously Constantly pulling the trigger, "chi, chi..." A column of water was first covered with Yahan's long hair, and then waved into the surrounding air. He Yun, who was still a little leisurely, watched this scene dumbfounded at this time, and the blood spilled on the ground.

"Farce..." There was no mood to even look back, Kelly spit out a boring comment, He Yun called out "No!" It seemed that he wanted to make a final resistance, and was pushed down by a few people. On the ground. Frightened, Di Yahan clenched her hands into fists, and stood there with her neck slightly shrunk. Gasping hastily, but from the outside of her eyes she caught a glimpse of the bleeding **** on the ground. It was not until Lingjing and Shasha pounced on her that she hugged them with tears in her eyes and said, "It's okay... It's okay..."

It seems to be...it's all right...and soon, the rain gradually stopped at about two o'clock in the morning.

The entire camping site has basically fallen into dark silence, only in the caravan parked on the side of the road. In certain vehicles. The lights are still on. With so many people coming to camp, in fact, there are special vehicles that have been converted into small bathhouses with compartments and hot water. However, at this time, there are basically very few people who come to take a bath.

Or rather, there is only one.

Wearing some thin clothes. Holding a basin of hot water, Yahan sat there quietly, under the light, the graceful figure outlined was a bit of loneliness and loneliness. I took a shower two hours ago. I got up at this time and came back to wash it again. She had long hair still wet, but she didn't take out the hair dryer to dry it. She stretched out her hand to twist the towel in the hot water, and then let it go in a daze, sitting on a small stool, her hands wrapped her knees.

He stretched out his hand and subconsciously stroked the side face that had been splashed with water, tears in his eyes. Just forcibly did not let them flow down. I don’t know if any blood has been splashed on his face. I don’t know if there is anymore... Maybe there is no... It should have not been splashed... At that time, where the man shot, where he fell, the blood should be from another place. Spray it out on one side, and then spill it on the ground. I shouldn't be splashed... but that person is dead. I died in such a close place, and I just kept watching...

For the first time in my life, I saw the death of a person clearly at such a close distance. Do not. Maybe it’s not for her. It was the first time that Jiaming came out of the summer camp. Later, Jiaming shot herself shot. However, in the two incidents, there were other moods that diminished her heart. Shocked, the first time was because I was too scared, and the second time, worried about Jia Ming's comfort, she couldn't wait to chop that person into meat sauce in the past, where there is no time to be afraid. But this time, she was really disgusted by the blood all over the floor.

Or it was not disgusting, complicated mood, indescribable, she could only sit quietly like this, twisting the towel and soaking again. In the early summer night, it had just rained and it was a little bit cold. She heard the sound of the car and secretly opened the curtain hanging around the car body, but it was the sound of a sports car driving away. She watched the car lights go away. Sigh gently, yes, she is still worried about Jia Ming...

I don’t know why he left, and don’t know when he will come back, and whether it’s in danger. This time, she feels very bad. Lingjing and Shasha are calm--perhaps pretending to be calm. —— I comforted her a few words, waited a while, and soon the two fell asleep together. That's okay, maybe Jia Ming didn't want them to worry.

In such a mood, I don’t know when, a person squatted down quietly behind her, and then gently hugged her. When the two bodies were in contact with each other, the cold of summer night disappeared. Now, she felt the warmth of the body behind her, and put a few band-aids around the two hands in front of her. He was wearing new clothes, and he still had the faint smell of soap after taking a shower—with her The same-maybe it's all right...

The tears fell unknowingly...by the road about six or seven kilometers away.

Street lights connected to each other, shining lonely in the distance on this quiet, late-night highway. After the heavy rain, the lights were bright and cold, and water beads condensed on the lampshade, and then fell to the ground. On this slightly lonely road, an off-road jeep also stopped lonely on the side of the road. A woman got out of the car and checked the broken tire.

The height is about 1.7 meters, the figure full of oriental flavor and the beautiful face, the face of melon seeds, the ponytail, the white cotton long-sleeved T-shirt, the blue short-sleeved jacket with a hood, a well-fitting female Style jeans, refreshing with a sense of independence. After inspecting the tires, the woman wrinkled them, opened the back door of the Jeep and took out the repair tools, and threw a replacement tire on the ground. When she squatted down and screwed the screws with tools, a black shadow came from a distance like wind. Came over in the darkness.

She stopped for a moment. She turned her head and stood up with a wrench. In the field more than ten meters away, the figure stopped abruptly with the sound of howling wind, and the water on the wormwood around her. The beads were separated by the wind and flew away from a distance. The wormwood vibrated. When it was quiet, a dwarf in a black cloak stood there.

About 1.2 meters tall, the cloak on his body is already in tatters. Under the street lamp, most of the dwarf’s weird and tangled skin is exposed. Only part of the small face under the cloak can be seen, and so is the skin. The weird folds, like an old man, of course, it's hard to tell how much the woman in front can see. Looking at the seemingly suspicious and innocent face of the woman in front, the whole body of the dwarf was trembling, and there was a spiteful look in his eyes.

The two sides looked at each other. After a long while, the woman tilted her head, her voice was soft and quiet, and asked softly: "God?"

No answer, the woman was a little helpless, and turned her head again: "...youkai?"

"...Thank you." She nodded politely. She seemed to decide to ignore the weird dwarf in front of her, and turned around to continue repairing the car. As soon as she squatted down, she gritted her teeth and said: " Jane-plain-language-"

The voice is a bit strange-she certainly doesn't know that this is the pronunciation of someone who is accustomed to English-but when she heard these three words ~ IndoMTL.com ~ the woman turned her head in confusion: "How do you know My name?" She thought for a while, "Oh, this is Jiang Hai, you should have seen me..." Before she could finish her words, the dwarf severely interrupted her in English.

"Since you choose to wait for me here, then come!" He stretched out his hands, and a strange black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him, and the black breath surrounded a small photoelectric whistling. Rotating, in an instant, the space within a few square meters around his body seemed to suddenly lose gravity, and countless water droplets flew up and suspended in the air. While manipulating this weird ability, a weird smile appeared on the face of the dwarf. It seemed that the performer who had been suppressed for a long time finally had a chance to perform. The wind expanded in an instant, bringing the water droplets to whistle and spin.

If someone else sees this supernatural scene in front of you, you might think that you have seen a **** or a ghost, and you will be scared to death at first. The woman opened her lips slightly, and she looked at her, some innocent, some embarrassed, and a little annoyed. She probably didn’t know that she hadn’t done anything when she drove all the way, but who caused the trouble. Not only did the tire blow, but also Got to be harassed by a pervert. The shoulders collapsed helplessly, looked into the darkness in the distance, and sighed, feeling a little disappointed for a while. For a moment, he glanced at the excited perverted dwarf again.

"I'm sick...really..."