Hidden Assassin

Night, the Oriental House.

After having dinner, this mansion in the mountains and forests was lit with brilliant lights. The Oriental House is very lively today, not because of the lights, but because of many guests.

It is said that because of a large-scale investment plan, the shareholders or principals of several domestic large-scale group companies have come to Jianghai in the past two days. In terms of scale and influence, the strength of these large companies is Dongfangjia is even better. Lei Xiaoyuan of the Thunder Group and Fang Zhitian of the Tang Dynasty Industry. These names represent the crumbling characters in the domestic financial industry. To meet these people, Dongfang Road and Dongfangwan's father Dongfang Linghai and a large number of company leaders have rushed back to express a warm welcome to them.

However, when seeing the school teacher Gu Guxia mixed with them, Dongfang Wan also probably guessed that most of these people are also part of the mysterious organization called Yanhuang Awakening, and even have a higher status than Dongfangjia. But because of this, Master Lei's second master, who was constantly dangling in front of her like a fool, could not clearly express her dislike.

The big picture is important ... she doesn't like such statements and feelings.

Might as well go to accompany the Ruo Ruo cousin, although such a weak girl she doesn't like it too, but it is much better than this old guy who likes to put on SS and narcissism. It ’s a pity that the Oriental is really too weak, but after walking for a long time, the body is a little uncomfortable. After eating, I will return to the room for rest and rest at the request of the antegrade doctor. It's not polite to leave.

"... Xiaowan, if you are free in the future, you can go to us and see. I have more than 200 top models including various planes, cars, and speedboats, of which more than 100 are all models Collection of high-simulation limited editions, if you are interested in this area, you can choose it, as long as you like it, it can be given to you as a gift ... "

"Oh ..." Dongfang Wan's eyes widened and she nodded eagerly. "If I like them, would you give them to me?"

"Well, that, of course ... no problem, after all, everyone is a model-loving person, and it is appropriate to communicate with each other ..."

Communicate with you, next time I come to your house without moving all the models back, I won't call it Dongfangwan ... Rolling my eyes secretly, it is difficult to understand why the legendary Lei family has such an upstart model son . Since seeing her come back with a broken model helicopter in the afternoon, this guy has been desperately surrounding her to say what model, God knows that she hates models.

Absent-minded, looking around, now the middle-aged man who has become the focus of everyone in the hall is Lei Xiaoyuan. Although the large block looks a bit rough, but the temperament is better than the handsome guy around him. Knowing how many times, it is doubtful that these two people are really the existence of the legendary father and son. As for the more powerful Fang Zhitian, he went to the Huang family to visit Huang Zhixiang in the afternoon. Although the other people also had a dazzling identity, they were inferior to the Oriental family and were not the focus of attention.

As I glanced across the crowd, I accidentally caught a glimpse of my brother's joke, as if to see her dislike of the upstart Second Master named Lei Qing, and speaking of it, Dongfang Wan was a child of such a large family. She herself wants to get involved in the family business to prove herself. She is not qualified to complain to those who need entertainment. In short, since hue is a weapon she has, she should exercise it well. However, after exchanging eyes, Dongfang Road came to this side and seemed to have plans to save her from the sea of ​​bitterness.

"What? Little sister, does your head hurt again?"

"Uh ... uh uh ... it hurts ..." Hearing his brother's voice, Dongfang Wan cheered, and answered his words casually.

"Oh, I knew you were uncomfortable as soon as you drank. I have to admire Uncle Lei's wine at the banquet today. I knew you would have a hard time. Go back to the room to take some headache medicine, and then sleep. Lei Brother, let me visit you ... "

"Ah ... Xiaowan she ... drinking headaches?"

"Yeah, it ’s a small problem, it ’s also old. It's okay, Brother Lei Shi, come here and take you to a good place ...”

Thanks, brother, I owe you once ...

Just know.

After looking at each other, Dongfang Wan smiled and said sorry, and quickly left the area of ​​wrong and right, bypassing the outer corridor, she subconsciously looked at several guards and bodyguards scattered throughout the place, although nominally It belongs to private force, but it is said that many of them are elite soldiers who are more special agents of Bitong. You can see that they are professionals ...

Thinking of momentum, Dongfang Wan couldn't help but think of the twisted Bolton. After being caught by two twisted Boltons, she, Xu Yiting, and Jia Ming actually scared them away with their eyes. Now I think of it Somewhat incredible. Unconsciously avoiding a possibility, she shook her head and decided to leave this thing behind. The thing to do now is to go back to the house to dismantle the helicopter, and then repair it with her superb technology. Prove that Gu Jiaming's idiot can't do it himself, of course, compared with an idiot seems a bit pitiful, but do you think he is a genius ...

from the side

Turning up the second floor, passing by the room where the cousin of Ruo Ruo lived, Dongfang Wan glanced, there was no light, and it was probably already asleep. Speaking of which, at noon, I put her in the infirmary to take care of Mr. Li, who knew that Mr. Li lost her as soon as she turned around, and she was really taken aback and looked around in school. In the end, it was Gu Jiaming. I took her to find myself. Later, the three talked for a while, and I don't know why, she always felt that the fragile girl seemed to be too close to Gu Jiaming.

"That's the way ... then I should call your family's cousin ... Just call me Ruo Ruo, Master they call me like this ..." Recalling Ruo Ruo's attitude at that time ... Does she like Gu family? Bright? And Gu Jiaming's attitude is not as bad as when he was facing him. Does Gu Jiaming like this kind of weakness?

Che, Xiu was amused, and actually thought of it ... Standing at the door for a moment, Dongfang Wan rolled her eyes and trot away all the way.

...

...

In the dark, the glass door on the balcony opened, and then the cool wind blew in. As she walked out of the balcony, she could feel the vigilant look of the bodyguards below.

From a young age, my body is very weak. Today, I played a circle outside with strong spirits. I was very happy, but I was too tired. I had planned to go to bed after taking the medicine, but I could n’t help but wanted to blow the wind. In fact, the wind on Mount Emei was much cooler, and she was already used to blowing, but in any case, there were too few opportunities to be allowed to go outside. , She wants to feel more of the earthly feeling.

However, she was weaker than Lin Daiyu. She stood outside for a while and began to get tired again. Soon after returning to the room, the phone rang, and she moved to the bedside and touched the microphone.

"Hey?"

"Hey, Ruo Ruo, I heard that I'm tired today, have I gone to bed now?"

"I'm getting ready to sleep, don't worry about Uncle Fang, I feel fine."

"Oh, I know you were looking forward to playing early in the morning, but you can't force it. Dongfangwan's child nature, I'm really worried she's tired you. By the way, they said you saw that boy?"

"Well, see you, Gu Jiaming."

"how do you feel?"

"I tried to see it several times. He doesn't seem to have any traces of mental strength. Of course, I have never seen anything called natural evolution, so I don't know what it looks like ..."

"If you don't think it's ... then it shouldn't be." There was a slight pause, and the man over there said, "Sorry, I'm specifically letting you down just for something like this ..."

"No, Uncle Fang, you also said that I have always wanted to come down to see it. I must remember me next time I have such a thing."

"Oh, it's getting late, if you're not well, go to sleep ... I still have something to do here, good night."

"Good night, Uncle Fang."

After a while, the phone hung up. If Dongfang took a deep breath, stood up and made a few exercises of radio gymnastics, stretching, breasts, and twisting her waist. Then she walked to the other side of the bed, fumbled with the stretched bedding, and sat on the edge of the bed and stomped her feet Before slipping on the slippers, you have to shrink your legs to go to bed, and hold on like that, the dull eyes staring straight ahead.

The feeling ahead is ... a growing vortex ...

Death that devours everything ...

In the realistic picture, the muzzle of a pistol of UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com stopped at a distance of 20 cm in front of her brows.

Sure enough, you are a power wise, do you feel it ...

No one knows how this person came in. The CCTV in the room is still working, but the real picture cannot be seen in the monitoring room. If anyone can see all of this in the room, maybe they will be attracted to it. On the sofa near the wall, a simple black dress in plain black is sitting lazily with his right leg on his left knee and his left hand. Hold a slightly deflected side face, stretch your right hand forward, and the muzzle of the muffler is facing Dongfang Ruo's brows.

In front, a girl in a plain white pajamas sat motionlessly on the edge of the bed, her hands raised small fists on her thighs, her eyes widened and her expressions stiff: She was scared.

The breath in the room was solidified, the muzzle remained in the air, and if the East would not dare to shake at all, the shadow of death that came suddenly and felt for the first time in her life covered her body. She didn't even dare to use abilities to make temptations, lest she could not resist the counterattack. And quietly looking at her pale, timid little face, Jiaming of women's clothing-that is, Jian Suyan frowned slightly, he was thinking.

Time passes by every minute ...