Female president's private killer

"Monastic?" Liu Huangmao was a little stunned. He touched his head and looked at Duan Tiandao: "this is shooting... Taoist down the mountain?"

"Taoist down the mountain?" Zhuge Wudi opened his mouth and showed his yellow teeth: "interesting." He glanced at Duan Tiandao inexplicably: "it's very interesting."

Duan Tiandao didn't find it interesting at all. He was about to ask something, but Zhuge invincible had automatically and consciously climbed up QQ without any intention to explain clearly.

Liu Huangmao and Duan Tiandao looked at each other and spread their hands together, but Duan Tiandao suddenly vaguely felt that this wretched man who was not amazing was really of great value.

Duan Tiandao waved and asked Liu Huangmao to sit in the co driver's seat. He got on the bus and started the motor. He was about to do something. Zhuge Wudi in the back suddenly said coldly, "didn't you notice that he was being followed? In the car thirty meters away, it's the enemy. "

Thirty meters away, it was a black SUV. The window was covered by an excellent reflective diaphragm, and the figure under the window could not be seen. However, through observation, he had seen several shadowy figures in the car. These figures were strong and not ordinary people at first sight.

Duan Tiandao narrowed his eyes and took a look at Zhuge Wudi behind him from the rearview mirror. He had already seen these people, but he didn't care at all. Zhuge Wudi spoke first. Unexpectedly, a madman was so sharp.

He didn't ask Zhuge Wudi how he found these hidden enemies, but made a slight laugh at the black RV opposite.

The four big men in the body coach were chewing bread and meat without taste. Tracking and monitoring made everyone feel tired, irritable and bored. However, when they saw the three people get on the bus, a strange excitement suddenly rushed to everyone's head. A big man driving a car smiled grimly, and the rumbling sound of Mada had been trampled. He knew very well that with the volume and weight of the broken QQ opposite, What will happen after being hit by your own SUV.

It's remote here.

Even if you crash the car, or even go down and kill the people on it, it won't attract anyone's attention.

They have been looking for a time to kill Duan Tiandao quietly. Now this time is very good.

Just unexpectedly, just before he was going to step on the accelerator and slam into it, he saw Duan Tiandao's expression across the street suddenly serious, his right foot slammed to the end, and his right hand seemed to play magic building blocks, rising three gears in a moment.

In the sharp sound of tire friction, the broken QQ suddenly accelerated and suddenly hit the black SUV!

Roaring fierce!

A broken QQ, surging rushed over, in the not spacious street, unexpectedly opened an irresistible momentum of armored vehicles!

Drop a drop!

How did Fang Chutian do it?

The four big men on the black RV, looking at the roaring broken QQ, didn't know how to react

terrified? ridicule? it is beyond logic and above reason?

An ant charged an elephant?

The meat in their mouths fell off!

Before they did not react at all, the two cars had collided and made a loud bang!

The engine cover of the black RV was deformed and cracked, and it bounced to the sky with a hiss. All the airbags in the car were opened, like huge inflatable condoms ravaging future generations. Several big men were crowded in the middle and couldn't move at all. They could only see their faces that were too frightened and became a little confused, as well as the coffee juice from the white airbags.

I don't know how long later, the men finally cut the airbag and struggled to get out of the deformed window. However, at this time, in addition to two clear black tire marks on the street, there was no trace of the broken QQ.

The driver stood beside the rickety RV and desperately pulled open his shirt button. He couldn't understand why the broken QQ didn't deform after such a violent collision! Is that car stronger than an armored car?

So, is that still QQ?

He turned and angrily kicked what he thought was a shoddy SUV, but he nearly fell to the ground in pain.

After a long time, the man relaxed and grinned out his phone: "no less, no less... We have found Fang Chutian who let Ye Wanqing stay in Beijing for 20 days... Just now we were going to kill him... But, but..."

"He ran away?" There was a moment of silence at the other end of the phone, and a very cold man's voice came.

The man swallowed hard: "Lord, it's mainly because our car is too bad, really! It's like plastic... "

"Waste." The cold voice was not angry, but the sweat on the big man was like a surging spring: "either kill the snake. Now I'm surprised and didn't kill it. Don't do it for the time being, lest ye Wanqing suspect me... I don't want her to leave a bad impression on me. When will you do it again? Wait until I tell you. "

"Yes! Yes... "

"Waste." The man said coldly, "next time you miss, find a clean place to cut yourself." Then he hung up.

Big man: "

Zhuge Wudi didn't talk much all the way. The only time he opened his mouth was to find Duan Tiandao to ask for smoke. He looked like he was enjoying the smoke in and out of his chest with his eyes closed. He was completely a role of relapse after ten years of detoxification.

Duan Tiandao's car drove very fast, which was rare. Even Liu Huangmao couldn't help but express his curiosity, but Zhuge invincible continued not to be curious. He just narrowed his eyes, just like taking a nap. Until he drove to the door of Duan Tiandao's current store, his narrowed eyes opened slightly. When he saw many beautiful women inside and outside the door, his eyes suddenly stared like a hippo: "this is..."

"Sorry, these are my girlfriends." Duan Tiandao resolutely stopped his random speculation.

Zhuge Wudi was stunned for a long time, opened his mouth and said nothing.

The women's curiosity about the obscene old man was soon diluted by the joy of seeing their man return. A group of beautiful women surrounded him and chattered until Duan Tiandao waved his hand.

The decoration of the shop is basically over. The office is small, but very tidy. Duan Tiandao took Zhuge invincible into the office, and Liu Huangmao disappeared with QQ.

Duan Tiandao just flashed mu lenghui on the phone. Mu lenghui smartly entered the office in the name of pouring tea for the two people. Coldly, he threw two cups of tea almost in front of them. The tea was still cold and there was no heat.

Duan Tiandao looked at the teacup and said nothing. He just looked at Zhuge invincible and pointed to Mu lenghui.

Zhuge Wudi glanced at mu lenghui and nodded. Duan Tiandao thought he was going to say something important. As a result, he really said, "I want hot tea."

Duan Tiandao: "

It's getting dark in Shangjing, and so is nanchun.

The night shrouds the mountains in southern spring, and the night seems to have no end.

A lonely figure stepped on the mountain at this time.

The cold mountain wind blew her long hair. Even if only a silhouette could be seen in the deep darkness, it was enough to highlight her subtle and appropriate charm. This is a woman who will make people move when she sees it.

She is wearing a pair of hand-made trousers. Although the workmanship is rough, it is very fit and unique. But the trousers were made of many pieces of cloth, as if she had sewn them with broken clothes.

She was wearing a jacket of the same style on her upper body, with a full chest and long gray hair on her head, inserted with a cut wooden branch.

She had a pencil spinning in her hand, but it was too short to write. The charming and intellectual face deceived her real mood. If you only look at the material of her clothes, she is not much different from the wandering beggars, but the master cutting and the combination of intellectual and savage temperament that can not be copied make her so different, even among thousands of people.

What's more striking is that the iconic men's top hat on her head, but the crutch that should have been held in her hand is gone, and now there is only a pencil left.

If the beautiful female doctor qinglinghui is here, she will soon say the woman's name.

Her name is Alice.

He is a madman and a talented man-made soldier.

But now Alice, in her dark gray and green eyes, no longer has arrogance, naughty and wildness, but only a touch of melancholy and the silence of the vicissitudes of life.

From the other end of the distant sea, it is difficult to trace here.

The night is getting darker and darker. The thick darkness surrounded Alice and hugged her gently. Even the cold mountain wind slowed down and blew carefully over her. This is not an illusion, but a reality. Along the way, her strength has been greatly improved again.

She suddenly felt something, frowned, suddenly turned around and walked to the depths of the mountains.

After taking a few steps, Alice suddenly stopped, her eyes gradually lit up, and the short pencil began to fly between her fingers!

Not far in front of her was another girl with black hair.

The girl with black hair stared at Alice, took off a huge backpack behind her and put it on the ground. Alice's eyes fell on her backpack and her pupils contracted slightly. She smelled a faint smell of blood from her backpack. She was used to killing and blood, but the blood gas made her very uncomfortable. Her skin was slightly tight, as if she was the one who was injured and bleeding.

"I didn't expect you to find this." The girl with black hair said in a nice voice.

Alice's eyes lit up and became more and more sharp: "qinglinghui, I finally found you!"

The girl with black hair didn't seem to like the title very much. She shook her head and said, "why do you have to find me?"

"Hoo..." Alice took a slight breath and suddenly smiled. "I don't want to run away from the man Alice wants to catch."

Qinglinghui lightly kicked the burden aside: "there are people who come to nanchun to find trouble. I left a souvenir for everyone, including nose, eyes, ears... And even heart." She paused for a moment: "sometimes I really think these people are very persistent."

The light in Alice's eyes grew more and more: "I'm not these people, and now... You're no longer my opponent."

There was no expression on qinglinghui's face: "whether it's your opponent or not, you have to fight before you know."

Alice smiled and flashed. She had rushed to qinglinghui and passed her.

Qinglinghui saw the pencil in Alice's hand inserted into her chest and stopped it, but at the moment she resisted, the pencil had turned down and nailed it to her waist!

The pencil is not sharp, but the energy attached to it is very strange. It is as sharp as the essence. It actually breaks the defense of qinglinghui, and the nib is inserted for a whole centimeter!

Qinglinghui immediately lifted her elbow and hit, but unexpectedly Alice had already dodged away, and conveniently took qinglinghui around her hip bone for two circles. Before she could hold her feet, the pencil inserted in her waist suddenly exploded, and the attached energy turned into pieces, with the edge as sharp as solid shrapnel!

And the whole refill turns into an energy jet with a temperature of up to thousands of degrees, which shoots into qinglinghui's body!