The best wife and evildoer

Chapter 269
An Qianxi held her breath, not daring to be careless, aiming at Yan Feimo's chest, of course, deviated from her heart in a measured manner, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and pulled the trigger resolutely: "Yan Feimo, sister is here to expose you today. How dare you pretend to be in front of me?"

Yan Feimo, who was completely immersed in the gentle music, suddenly opened his eyes and dodged, and the bullets passed by, bringing a bright blood flower and a wisp of green smoke.

"Yan Feimo, you are really not human, can you hide?" Surprised by Yan Feimo's divine reaction and speed, An Qianxi sighed, until she saw the blue smoke, and at the same time saw the pair of dark blue eyes. His eyes looked towards him like sharp knives.Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, and I felt a bit guilty and numb, "Damn, why do I think he saw me?"

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, An Qianxi got up, rushed out the door, and it was too late to put away the sniper rifle. As Yan Feimo, if he wanted to take care of the guns, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be caught.It doesn't matter if you get caught, but how will you sing in future plays?Walking is the best policy.

An Qianxi kept going out of the building, using her instincts to leap up and down the tall buildings, and she was greatly relieved until she returned to the dormitory smoothly.Going to the bed, he was exhausted, but he smiled comfortably: "Yan Feimo, Earl, you really hide it deeply. It's really exciting to play two roles with one person! Damn, do you want to play? My mother and you It's not over!"

Yan Feimo really didn't know who was sniping him, but he couldn't stay where he was if he missed a hit, but judging from his injuries, the other party must know his identity, grabbed his pajamas, jumped out of the window, and went straight to Opposite window.

People go to the empty building, only the evening wind blows and the curtains dance. M200?It seems to have been planned for a long time.Yan Feimo's blue eyes searched the empty room, except for the lingering aroma of coffee, he couldn't smell any peculiar smell, such a cautious opponent.coffee?Still have time to drink coffee?Either self-confidence or stupidity, stupidity doesn't look like it, otherwise I wouldn't let myself miss it.

Seeing that nothing could be found so far, Yan Feimo grabbed the gun and put it in the guitar case beside him, and quietly returned to his room.

Thinking about it carefully, the trajectory of the bullet was replayed in slow motion in my mind, and I lowered my eyes to look at my chest, isn't it my heart?This is strange, he picked up the wooden bullet soaked in verbena thoughtfully: "Come prepared, so well prepared, act decisively without leaving traces, an obvious master, it is impossible to act The timing was off. Interesting!"

I looked back at the violin case and the sniper rifle, new ones?That is to say, it has just started, so it can only be obtained locally, and since it is an assassination, the source of goods is naturally not so bright.Is it the most hidden and most prestigious arms selling point in this place...

"West Street—"

Grab your clothes and your figure will disappear!
With the same street scene, the same night sky, and the same familiarity with the road, the inconspicuous hidden house on West Street welcomes another "guest", but this guest is a little different from others.Others are here to choose the desired weapon, with the intention of killing or intimidating, but Yan Feimo is here to inquire about information, even if there are only clues, he still follows the clues.

Compared to An Qianxi's secretive and deliberately concealed identity before, and even indistinguishable male and female, Yan Feimo can be regarded as aboveboard.He didn't mind whether his astonishing appearance and demeanor would leave a deep impression on others. Wearing a black windbreaker, he knocked on the tightly fastened door, stepped into the back room with long legs, and cut straight to the point: "These Will there be strangers visiting from time to time?"

A master and a servant were surprised by the visitor's question, dare they not come to buy things?He doesn't look like a layman, why is he so ignorant of the rules?Besides, they are just sellers, just buy and sell without asking other questions, and besides, there are so many people coming and going, why can't they register one by one?Even if they know, customer information cannot be leaked casually.However, it seems that his popularity is extraordinary, and the appearance of a born king seems to have a bit of evil spirit.They have seen a lot of people with evil spirits. Which of the gangsters on this road didn't bear a few lives?But this person in front of him is very different from those people, with a disdainful attitude, as if everything is out of sight, and it seems that nothing can escape those blue eyes.So he didn't dare to express the dissatisfaction in his heart, but he didn't know Yan Feimo's eagerness at the moment.

Yan Feimo was indeed in a hurry, but not recklessly.It seemed that he was a little curious and appreciative of the uninvited guest tonight, and mixed with a little bit of feeling that he couldn't describe himself. He only knew that he would regret if he didn't figure it out, so he came, and came non-stop.

Andre was about to speak, but Philip winked and looked Yan Feimo up and down carefully. He was quite surprised, but also a little curious, and greeted him with a smile: "Sir, what's your name?"

Yan Feimo glanced sideways, knowing that the person in front of him felt that he was too unruly and felt a little uncomfortable, but the sentence he asked was even more unruly.Are you a blind date checking account?
Yan Feimo never played cards according to common sense. Philip's question hit his chest, making the originally irrational conversation reasonable, and he replied generously: "Yan."

"Uh... so it's Mr. Yan." Philip suddenly felt speechless. He thought that the other party would not answer his impolite question, so he would have an excuse. Why do you think that others will come when you refuse to share your information? What trace does this leave?But the other party actually answered, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, so he could only passively say a few polite words to make himself look less ashamed.

"Philip, after being an aristocrat, he has no worries about food and clothing. On the surface, he is a dude of the upper class, but secretly he is the largest arms dealer in country E. He has been hiding in West Street for a long time."

Yan Feimo revealed Philip's dual identities in a few words, and he said it calmly, but the listeners felt a "thump" in their hearts. Who is this person?How dare you keep your own details like a treasure?But in my impression, I had never heard of the name Yan, and my lazy expression became a bit vigilant, but I was also calm and calm and did not act rashly, responding to all changes with the same.

Yan Feimo chuckled and glanced at the calm Philip. This person was lazy and seemed to be indifferent to everything, but he was meticulous and cautious. In addition, he had a strong background and extraordinary abilities.For so many years, no one has dared to act wild here. It is not an exaggeration to weigh both black and white.Looking at it now, it is indeed well-deserved.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to kick the gym." Yan Feimo glanced at the dazzling array of weapons, sat on the chair beside him, and leaned back, "You are a leader in this industry, black and white You have to be courteous in front of you, most of the people who come to buy and sell are regular customers, you know their identities well, even if you reveal a little today, you don’t dare to be challenged by anyone.”

"Mr. Yan, there are rules in the industry. If I say so, won't I break the rules and damage my reputation? Even if I can bluntly say that people really want to see my face, how can such a self-flagging sign be a businessman's place?" Why?" Philip seldom came out of the fenced room in person, and sat opposite Yan Feimo, "Since Mr. Yan is so familiar with me, and he looks extraordinary, I guess it's not like I, a small family, can talk to him. Yes. Mr. Yan is so savvy and knows the rules of the industry like the back of his hand, why should he force others to make things difficult? Doing business is also difficult these days!"

(End of this chapter)