Hidden Assassin

"Lao Yang, you can't do this ..."

"You can't come to the funeral of the boss, you must account for it ..."

"This kind of thing, I can't help you ..."

On the side of the hall, four or five bosses gathered and talked. On the surface, they naturally condemned Yang Zhenxing, but there was no anger in the tone. Obviously, when this situation is not clear, no one will Don't want to officially tear his face with him. Zhenxing smiled with a cigarette in his mouth. Compared to the opposite people, who were more or less worried, he looked a little bit upset when he reached the age of 50 next year and spread his hands.

"No way, of course I know the things and I want to hurry up, but everyone knows that my dad died in Shanxi. It ’s been so many days since I went back to run and be mourned. Don't you know ... "

"No, I heard that your father died of lung cancer the year before last. You have also given a funeral ..."

"Here comes the rescue, rumor, it's definitely rumor."

"Why didn't he say hello to us when he died?"

"Isn't it that I heard that the boss has died. I'll tell you at this time. You must be embarrassed again, so let me just embarrass myself. I rushed back yesterday afternoon and immediately went to worship at the boss's graveyard. pass……"

He was full of slapsticks, pushing two or five six, and a few people looked at each other, and it was somewhat helpless. At this moment, we have to investigate his drug trafficking with Liu Shijie before. Everyone may not have this strength. After the death of Liu Zheng, Shazhu Gang The hearts of the people were scattered, and the shadow of the Xinning gang came again, and Yang Zhenxing turned his face. Obviously, it would only be cheaper for other forces and chattered a few words. Xiaomeng and another person in charge of the branch came out from the inside and saw Yang Zhenxing, his eyes were cold, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Finally dare to come over, aren't you afraid of being chopped?"

"What are you talking about?" He heard Xiao Meng's words politely. A younger brother behind Yang Zhenxing suddenly stood up. It seemed that he was usually used to fighting fiercely. Xiao Meng's face changed: "What are you? Eligible to speak to me like this?" Yang Zhenxing quickly pushed the man back.

"Why did you take the wrong medicine! Dare to do so in front of Brother Meng!" He reprimanded, then turned back with a smile, "Sorry, newcomer, I don't understand any rules, I'm wrong. My fault ..."

"Your fault?" Xiao Meng smiled. "Boss is dead. You haven't even shown your face these days. What do you say? Boss' death is related to you, what do you say?"

"Misunderstanding, it must be misunderstanding." Yang Zhenxing face calmly, "Xiao Meng, these things can be said clearly. Boss things have already been like this, what else do you want? Isn't everyone going to have a meeting later, always? Will explain clearly ... "

Shazhu Gang's several court entrances each have their own functions. Relatively speaking, their respective properties are different. Yang Zhenxing has the most construction sites and brothers, but most of them are in the most profitable business. Xiao Meng is young and vigorous. The helper's temper is also the sharpest, and often he handles many things like killing and hacking. That's why it's permissible for those who have indeterminate positions. For Xiaomeng, he still has a lot of fear in his heart. The active preparations these days are also to prevent those who are truly loyal to Liu Zheng.

"Huh, can you explain it clearly?" Xiaomeng pointed his finger at him twice and said word by word, "I'll see how you say!"

Yang Zhenxing nodded, then, as if remembering something: "Yes, why hasn't the young lady come yet. It's almost eight o'clock."

"It should be coming soon."

"Not necessarily." Yang Zhenxing shook his head. "The traffic in Jianghai is not good recently. What will happen? Who called?"

"How is it possible ..." The boss said suddenly stopped here, and Xiaomeng frowned. Looking at Yang Zhenxing's expression. He then pulled out his phone from his pocket and watched his response. Yang Zhenxing laughed, but the phone hadn't been dialed yet, and a younger brother ran over: "Miss is here."

This time it was Yang Zhenxing's turn to change his face slightly, and he motionlessly made a gesture behind him. A subordinate walked to the side and turned the phone. A moment, the bell rang in the crowd.

Shasha was coming in from the door at this moment. Several relatives who were still familiar with her were talking next to each other. Jia Ming walked aside with two bags of instant noodles, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and looked at it for a while before turning on the call button. :"Hey!"

"Who? Speak! Tell me who you are! Hey--" He shouted loudly, almost everyone in the hall could hear it, but the other party didn't seem to answer, but hung up his cell phone. , Holding the phone and looking at it for a long time, the boy murmured, "Missing?" When he dialed his finger and put it in his ear, the phone rang from the man behind Yang Zhenxing, Jia Ming's Gaze through the crowd, with a smile on this side. The eyes of Xiaomeng and others are focused here.

Jia Ming looked over here, and Yang Zhenxing's subordinate looked at it lightly. The bell rang on him all the time. In this weird atmosphere, Jia Ming held the phone and gradually came over with Shasha. .

I saw Yang Zhenxing here from the beginning of the door, and Shasha's gaze became trembling almost at the first moment. Perhaps it was because Jiaming held her hand that the girl full of resentment did not erupt immediately. He stood in front of the person and Jia Ming still kept the phone in his ear: "Hey ..."

I do n’t know if there was an answer there, but Jia Ming ’s gaze was always locked on the person who always had a cell phone ringing in front of his eyes, and after a while he increased his voice: “Hey!”

"Did you call me?" He shouted at the man in front.

"say something!"

"is not it!"

"You are dumb!" "Why are you dumb to bring your phone with you! Brain is sick!"

After shouting at the person in front of each other, Jia Ming shrugged and hung up the phone: "If you do n’t, just pick up the phone. How can I tell if it is your friend's ..." He threw the phone into the goldfish tank next to him, glanced over Yang Zhenxing, pinched his forehead helplessly, and then moved to the side of Xiao Meng. During this time, Sasa's eyes kept on staring at Yang Zhenxing Face.

"Meng, do me a favor. I have some ID cards here." He took out a stack of plastic things from his arms. "I found them in a public toilet today. In order to return them, help me check the size of their family. What Yu Xingcheng, Fei Jie, huh ... "

Xiao Meng glanced at Yang Zhenxing and took something: "Why do you make such a coincidence?"

"It's so coincident. What can I do? I can pick up my ID card in the public toilet and pick up a cell phone. You can see it. It ’s not like someone else came over and gave it to me, right? It ’s troublesome to ask someone to come over with tableware and get some boiling water. Shasha and I have n’t had breakfast yet. It ’s going to be a while before the lawyer ... ”

In the eyes of Yang Zhenxing becoming a little deeper, Jia Ming took Shasha and sat down on the sofa next to him. At this time, the situation was a little weird. Others did not dare to come over and noisy. Shasha sat there without moving. Ming Ming removed the packaging without anybody and started to make noodles with hot water. After a few minutes, he handed a bowl to rustling, and then watched with dozens of people and ate the noodles with a big mouthful.

With more than a dozen younger brothers, Yang Zhenxing sat down on the opposite sofa with a smile on his face: "It's been a long time, Jiaming, and Shasha's niece."

"Well, it's been a long time, Uncle Yang, you're still so energetic." Jia Ming greeted with a smile, his face rustling and eating cold, cold expression.

"Oh, I heard that Jiaming, you've gotten worse. A few days ago, you beat Xiaoning from Xinning's gang? Is this the case? Oops, I wasn't there at the beginning, otherwise I should have a good insight. . "

"I have a chance." Jia Ming smiled. "I could n’t bear it that day, you know, Xue Cheng was so annoying. A big man is always shy. Anyone who wants to see it wants to take a shot. He ah. Of course, if you come early, Uncle Yang, you should be able to see it earlier. I'm actually a pacifist, and I've always been very resistant to fights ... "

"I knew Jiaming that you were practicing martial arts ~ www.readwn.com ~ but I still didn't expect you to be able to fight like this when you shot." Yang Zhenxing looked with emotion, "But it is best not to fight, everyone Now everyone knows that good fighting is outdated, you can solve some problems, but often only bring more problems, not to mention that fights are always more hostile, and there are Xiaomeng who watch, You can hit Xue Cheng, but ... "

He smiled and spread his hand: "Just an analogy, can you still beat me?"

This was pure temptation and provocation. At this moment, he was separated from Jia Ming by a distance of two or three meters, and behind him were more than ten aggressive men. Such a joke, of course, dare to open it. On the opposite side, Jia Ming's eyes widened, and he suddenly sucked the noodles into his mouth. While chewing vigorously, he stretched out his hands to remove the noodle soup from the corner of the mouth, and the smile became extremely bright.

After putting the bowl down, he reached out his hand directly to the ashtray on the coffee table.

Yang Zhenxing's eyes suddenly became cold, and the bodies of more than ten people were tense in an instant.

The next moment, "ah" sounded in the room, and someone's body smashed to the ground. Then, an extremely chaotic sound was heard. Jia Ming's innocent tone echoed in the chaotic crowd: "It's not my business Ah, you all heard it. He asked me to hit him ... "