Hidden Assassin: Section 259

It’s hard to describe what it feels like.

When I woke up, it was about three o’clock in the afternoon. The bedding was soft and the room was warm and comfortable. Someone put something on her pillow, and then gently picked up her bare calf outside the bedding. Pull up the quilt and cover her.

After finishing this, the man went to the inside and pulled the curtains, picked up the bathrobe thrown on the ground and put it into the bathroom. When he left the house, the not-so-tall figure was faintly Jia Ming.

The problem of low blood pressure has always been with her. It took a long time for these bewildered images to become concrete signals in her mind. She lay there quietly and smiled softly. After a while, she sat up with her body supported, the quilt slid down from the satin-like skin, until the naked upper body was exposed to the air, she gently pulled up the quilt, looking in the direction of the bathroom, cheeks A little angry to help.

This bad guy… His own set of clothes has been changed in the bathroom during the shower, and now he has also taken the bathrobe, obviously he wants to run around without clothes, for home Ming’s prank, she smiled angrily and annoyed, but of course no one would see it at this time. What does it matter if she doesn’t wear clothes. Just as she was about to lift the quilt to get out of the bed, she also noticed what Jia Ming had placed beside the bed. At that moment, she knew that it was her **** again who made things complicated.

It’s neatly folded, and the whole winter clothes from clothes to shoes and socks are placed next to him. I don’t know when, the teenager who had been in the car with her for the whole night has already got up and is still here. I got these things in a strange town, arranged everything she needed, and then disappeared quietly…

Quiet room. My heart suddenly felt very soft and warm, as if it only exists in the memory now, the perfect time and place for my mother. Since my mother left, I have never felt like it…

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Wearing clothes, shoes and socks, the upper body of the woman standing in front of the changing mirror is a light gray winter coat lined with yellow warm fluff, and a big hat is placed behind the dress, which looks very warm. The lower body is simple brown trousers, warm sports shoes, the whole dress is designed to wrap her thickly. Completely American and practical style, she can’t highlight her slender figure. The relatively tall figure among the Orientals is not necessary in the United States. Only the quiet and beautiful face still has some room for display. …This is her view of herself, she put a few poss in front of the mirror,

Jia Ming is good at everything. It’s the aesthetic ability…just the middle level…

With such resentment, I knocked on the door of Jiaming’s house, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. He curled his lips and turned and went downstairs, only to find that Jia had been sitting at the coffee table on the first floor tomorrow morning and had a good chat with the black young man named Mike. Seeing her coming down, he stood up and waved.

“Finally woke up, Mike was already here waiting for you just now, I ordered you something to eat, and she will bring it right away.”

“Hmm.” He smiled and sat down in the Jiaming position, “What are you talking about?”

“Uh. Something about… China, I heard… Miss Zhang, you are a teacher?”

As soon as Yahan came, Mike began to talk to her a little awkwardly. Yahan answered a few words at random, and the black boy became fluent again, and it didn’t take a while. Jia Ming came over with his plate and put the food in front of Yahan. Then sat down beside her.

“What are you talking about?”

“Just talk about what you just talked about.”

Jia Ming’s eyes widened: “Isn’t it, you are also interested in that thing?”

“What are you interested in, aren’t you talking about China?”

“Uh…” Jia Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then the men at both ends of the dining table smiled at each other, “Yes, that’s right… That’s it, we just said you are a teacher, haha…”

It’s basically the same as Mike’s question, but the laughter of the two is really weird, and Yahan originally only kept a polite and perfunctory attitude towards the black guy. At this time, because of Jia Ming, he looked at him a few more times. After the two of them only saw the cruise, they buried their heads to eat: “I don’t care what you say…mysterious…”

Probably because the topic just now was too sensitive. Since Yahan is here, it’s not suitable to go on. Jia Ming’s personality is already deserted, especially when Mike’s attention is now on Yahan. He I didn’t bother to find extra topics, just turned to look at the snow scene outside the window. It turns out that these dark-skinned races who invented rap are quite talkative. Mike looked for a few topics at random, and Yahan felt Jia Ming’s glance across his face, occasionally raising his head to make a few perfunctory words, and the topic on the table was also proud. carry on. Just while eating, she was also a little depressed. According to what this guy named Mike said, if you let him bring his self

Ming went to play outside of the town. Didn’t I have to face this light bulb all day today? I was planning to find some reason to stay in the room with Jiaming alone. The wind bell came from the door, see you this morning The white policeman who had passed by also walked in, said hello to Mike here, and then sat next to him with a glass of wine.

“Hi, Velen, are you off work?”

“Yeah, up to now.” In the morning, they didn’t look too closely at Yahan and the two of them. At this time, sitting opposite, the man couldn’t help but glance at Yahan, and then said absent-mindedly,” Did you watch the news?”

“What?” Mike shrugged, “I have been busy all morning, what news are I watching.”

“New York was really exciting last night. There was almost the largest gun battle in history. Three streets were blocked in Manhattan. Then there was a car chase for nearly an hour. A sports car ran across New York City and then went straight. Rushing out of the Washington Bridge, tusk… Mike, can you believe that there are people who can speed up to 150 kilometers or more in New York in this kind of weather?”

Perhaps there is also a reason for Yahan’s attention. He said this in an excited tone. Sure enough, Yahan raised his head and looked at Jia Ming with a guilty conscience. In his vision, Jia Ming His eyes widened, he looked like a curious baby who was absolutely harmless to humans and animals, waiting for the police to continue. Mike also opened his mouth wide: “How can it be possible that only God can do such a thing, **** will crash and kill people!”

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“Then he is God.” Velen spread his hands. “Followed by the unknown number of enemies, the sports car not only successfully escaped from New York, but also killed a helicopter, which was just south of the city. In the ten kilometers of woods, we have now found the wreckage of the sports car and the wreckage of the helicopter on the side of the road. The FBI who came from New York is still in the woods. Perhaps the driver has escaped… Our side…”

While speaking, he turned his eyes to Jia Ming and Yahan suspiciously. The two looked at each other, Jia Ming said: “No, don’t you think it is us?”

“Uh, this, you guys…”

“Come on, Velen, they are my friends.” The black man on the side protested dissatisfiedly, “Although they have also encountered some trouble…Do you think they are like people who can drag racing in New York? Do you think it looks like ?”

Yahan’s appearance is absolutely gentle and beautiful, cuddly, and does not look like a bad guy. As for Jiaming, it feels like a perfect expression of a concept: this guy can’t do it. Into anything. Velen looked at them twice and then laughed: “Hehe, if it is you, my advice to you is to never let the FBI sender + lifter have a gunfight, haha…”

“Yeah.” Jia Ming nodded decently, “As long as you don’t draw your gun, I promise I will only kill those FBIs.”

Several people laughed together, and for a moment, the black man asked: “What’s the matter? Is the mafia fighting?”

“I don’t know for the time being.” Velen shook his head, “I’m just a little police officer, I don’t know so much, but the previous Mafia Rush did not have such a scale, and this is New York, not twenty or thirty. In Chicago in the epochs, we said in the police station whether it was Colombian drug lords or Chinese triads. Those drug lords did have such a big hand and were ignorant, but I don’t think this matter is like a triad. Style, they prefer to do things in the dark.”

After talking about this for a while, the wind chimes of the small hotel rang again. This time three tall young black men came in. As soon as they saw Velen and Mike sitting here, the headed one He frowned and walked over, and the two of them stood up immediately.

“Hi~IndoMTL.com~ Mike, it’s a surprise, are you back. Then I can understand it like this… Now we can settle the matter between us.” He stopped at the table. With his hands on his chest, his tall and sturdy body is very oppressive. He couldn’t help looking at the two outsiders on the other side, and stayed on Yahan’s face for a few seconds. But in the tone, there is no goodwill at all.

“Don’t mess up. Gamol.” Velen patted the table lightly. “The matter between you and Mike is just because of Jessica. Now Jessica is neither following you nor with Mike, yours Is it not over yet?”

“This has nothing to do with Jessica, this is a matter between men.” Nagarmore said, “Our matter has to be resolved, do you want to intervene? Velen? As a policeman?”

“If you like it.” Velen kept going.

“OK.” The tall Gamour nodded, standing at the table, looking like a godfather, reaching out to Mike, and pausing each word, “You are a coward.” Jiaming tilted his head to one side, bored. He pouted his lips.