Hidden Assassin

"Gu Jiaming you ..."

Pointing at the man who was underground, Yang Zhenxing was speechless. The big man with the nickname Aba has only recently followed him, and he never shot like a bull, but it is undoubted that he can fight. He came from a black punch in the south and was chased after. One person picked more than 20 small puppets, which was too imprecise. Once it broke, ordinary people would definitely be killed by him. It ’s difficult for familiar people to pull them. Live him

As for Yang Zhenxing himself, he always considered himself to be a great person and self-control. Although he was filmed by Jia Ming this time, he was never so angry that he would immediately kill and vent his anger, but later I thought that Jia Ming might also If you want to martial arts or something, you just want someone to come in and try. Anyway, there will be a large group of people pulling him. If he has practiced himself, he will certainly not be killed. Who knows how to achieve such a result.

It is still similar to the previous idea. The first thing that came to my mind was what Jia Ming had done to make things like this. Seeing his leisurely appearance, he actually had a cup in his hand. Naturally, it should not be a confrontation. Such. In sight, Jia Ming spread his hands with a smile.

"What am I? Just communicate." In a light tone, Jia Ming came in and grabbed the big collar to pull him up. The man who was beaten with blood on his face had some reaction ability. "Ah," he shouted, reaching for Jiaming's wrist. He had muscles on his arms, and it seemed that Jiaming's thighs were thick. At this moment, the muscles were tangled and bulging, and the blood veins were as scary as a python. Seeing his resistance, Jiaming held a tea cup in his left hand and leaned down Body froze slightly.

With a raised hand, the tea cup smashed into the opponent's head: "Do you have a sense of public morality, and you haven't seen anyone disturbing a meeting! They will have to go to work later!" Casting generally has no effect. Jia Ming smashed the tea cup, stretched his left hand to the knocked doorknob on the ground, and while pulling the big block up, he stretched his leg and kicked on the other's belly, one after another ...

With a loud bang, the fallen door stood up and closed again from the ground, and Jiaming's voice came from the gap between the doors: "It's okay, you continue ..." Then, there was a chaotic beating.

I don't know how long. It was finally quiet outside, and Yang Zhenxing looked back with some green eyes, sweeping around the same quiet: "Uh, about that matter, actually ..." The words had just exited, and there was another boom in the entire room. Startled by him, he turned his head and looked, and the broken door panel had fallen to the ground again, in the hall outside the room. Several of his men were moving out of the big man, looking at it as he walked, at the end of his sight, Jia Ming took a new tea cup, stood by the water dispenser, and waited for the water. He was startled by the loud noise and looked confused. Looked over. Looking at each other's eyes, forming an unspeakable irony ...

This morning, Liu Zheng's will will not be finalized.

In Liu Zheng's will, dividing all the assets is to give Sasa a chance to withdraw, but after mixing for so many years, it may be expected that he will die because of his own person, and in some respects he also left behind. There is certain room for modification. As a rustle, naturally, he would not be willing to leave everything to Yang Zhenxing in cooperation with Xiaomeng. After the two sides pulled the skin, in the end, naturally, it just caused the matter to break up.

Things are not over. Of course, Shasha can prove by law that certain things belong to him, but Yang Zhenxing also takes a part of the shares. Moreover, the things in the gangs really have to fight for a dead net. In the end, it depends on the strength or through the government. Live the other person's criminal facts and put him in jail, or call a brother to kill you. Otherwise, it won't be finished. When Yang Zhenxing left the ground, his attitude was very low. He had ambitious ambitions, and was unwilling to submit to Xinning's help. At this time, there was probably hope in his heart, even though the rustling character was a small girl. Wait until Xin Ning helps over. Xiaomeng naturally had to choose to reconcile with him, and then everything would be resolved.

As for Gu Jiaming ... he was a little confused. In fact, everyone has n’t known each other for a day or two. Almost at home, Ming and Shasha became friends soon. He was a church owner of Shazhu Gang at that time. Later, Cao Dongfeng planned to rebel. After the failure, most of the forces were assigned to him. He also took advantage of the show, and eventually became one of the strongest members of the Shazhu Gang. Over the years of understanding, Uncle Yang and Uncle Yang also screamed a lot during the week. At that time, he thought that the other party was a boy with a good personality and even a weak, human and animal harm. Today, after Liu Zheng's death, he suddenly appeared. So terrible.

After the door fell, the indifferent glance at the other side of the water dispenser made him feel an unspeakable heart palpitation ... but it was difficult to say clearly, he suddenly showed such a strong attitude, in the end Is it for rustling, or because of ambition to want to rise to the top, seventeen years old, also began to have ambitions. I wanted to say a few words before leaving, but in the end I didn't expect anything.

On his side, trying to figure out Jiaming's mind, on the other hand, when most people were arranged to have lunch, Xiaomeng found Jiaming, and hesitated.

"That's it ... now that the boss has gone, no matter what the will will happen, in the end, the Shazhu Gang must have a place to be temporarily in charge. This person wants to serve the public. Generally, it is to find the boss's closest relative, but the actual Shang Jiaming, you should also understand that this person really wants to be in power, it is still very difficult, what everyone needs is balance ... If I recommend rustling as the person in charge, most of the others have nothing to say, but it is still you After saying that, after all, according to the boss's will, I can see that he does not want Miss Shasha to contact the circle again. If it was me, even Lao Yang, Miss Shasha would simply leave it, the rest, Brother Xu and I will do it, Lao Yang will not end well ... "

Xiaomeng is cruel to the outside world, but he ca n’t say how loyal to Liu Zheng. Of course, this loyalty will remain to this day, and may also have the influence of Jiaming. In some empty villa halls, Jiaming smiled and shook She shook her head: "Shasha wants to be, let her be. It doesn't matter when you get tired and quit, but after you prepare, she won't let Shazhu Gang do any drug trafficking, Oh, no matter what she says, you're right ... "

"Ah ..." Xiao Meng was also taken aback by hearing this. "I have been listening to her this morning saying that she doesn't like drug trafficking, but ... it will happen. The Shazhu Gang's annual revenue from drug trafficking accounts for more than one-third, which is close to half the share. This kind of thing is impossible ..."

"It's man-made." Jia Ming exhaled. "Whoever doesn't agree, then hit someone. This is always a good idea ... Oh, don't worry. I know what you think, I know, even if the emperor wants to reform You have to take your time. Those who violate the interests of everyone will eventually be killed, but I will do my best anyway, at the latest ten days. The order will come down, and Jiang Hai will conduct a new round of anti-vice campaign, although every time There are policies and policies, but this time it should be slightly different. What she wants to play, I always have to accompany her. Now that she said this ...

Jia Ming bowed his fingers, and said in a light tone: "Who dares to do it, I will let others head down ..." "Go early and return early."

When the lanterns were on the outside, a quiet voice came out of the room.

Already having dinner, Jia Ming was ready to go out to relax with a still rustling emotion. Ling Jing has already had a day of class today. At this time, there is a lot of books to review, and she does not plan to follow them. In fact, she certainly understands that the effect of leaving Jia Ming alone with Shasha is far more than that. It's better to have three people together.

"What the **** do you take me to!"

"Experience what the underworld life you want to mix looks like."

I took the bus at the intersection and switched the car again halfway. At about eight o'clock, the two went to the house left by Jiaming's parents. The place was rustling before, and no one lived for a long time. Many things have accumulated dust. Sasa picked up the feather duster and patted the ash on the old TV: "The life of the underworld? Is it just cleaning in a room that is not so bright?"

"Of course not." Opening a cabinet next to it, a pile of things fell out, various length and length knives, steel pipes, sticks. Jia Ming picked up a few knives and took a look. Ming's dazzling blade shone in the light for a moment, and then plugged in. Finally, he picked up a machete about half a meter long with a newspaper and put it in his jacket. He looked at the rustling with some doubts, looked at the pile of things, and couldn't help but smile. You still use this. "

"What the **** are you doing, go to the rack?" "Just follow along." Jia Ming smiled and led her downstairs, launched a brand new motorcycle from the utility room next to the first floor, and threw the helmet to Shasha , Motorcycles galloping on the streets of Jianghaiti.

About half an hour or so, the motorcycle was driving high on various streets, the wind whizzed past, rustling holding the bat and Jiaming, his heart beat quickly, and his whole body was hot, but When the motorcycle stopped at the night market, she felt a little confused. After that, Jia Ming took her to visit several streets in succession, saw two cities, and even a book store that was still closed. After staying there for a while, she began to feel that she was a bit silly holding a bat. During a quiet call, Jia Ming smiled and took it aside. I didn't know what to say, but she definitely gave her a satisfactory answer. Already.

"Hey, please, what are we doing out there? After two hours of shopping, I'm almost exhausted ..."

While eating supper at the roadside stall, Shasha asked this sentence once, and Jia Ming looked at his watch: "It's almost the show, don't eat too much." The time is around ten o'clock. The hustle and bustle has passed, and next, it is the category of programs that really belong to nightlife. Riding a motorcycle across a few street crossings, Shasha's excitement has faded, boring at Jiaming's back and wanting to go back to sleep, countless neon flashes in front of him, feeling a bump in his body, and the motorcycle is driving on the pedestrian Ground road.

"Are you there?" Generally speaking, most of the vehicles come here to prepare to stop. However, in the rustling doubts, a few screams came from the front, then were thrown behind, and Jia Ming was turning the armrest. He continued to improve the car. Even if there was someone in front, he rushed directly, and then there was a chaotic sound. It seems that most of the men and women walking on the road at this time are young men and women, and the reaction ability is pretty good, and some also After escaping, he scolded and wanted to catch up. Suddenly, Jia Ming turned his head and knocked out a person who wanted to avoid. The motorcycle stopped with a squeak, and Shasha watched the body fly out. A few meters away, I stayed there for a while, and the people in the back who were scolding and wanting to chase them were a little bit frightened.

"Here, get off."

I didn't look at the person who was out of the ground. Jiaming got off the motorcycle. This is the doorway of a bar called "Midnight Carnival". The person who was hit by the fly was the gatekeeper of the bar. Shasha hesitated to get out of the car. No Knowing why, the name of the bar gave her a familiar feeling. Jia Ming pushed open the door and motioned back to signal her to come in. She suddenly remembered that this was the best bar run by Yang Zhenxing.

Close to ten thirty, it was the most lively time in the bar. As soon as the door was opened, the sound of d manipulation boomed out, turned a small turn, the whole bar throbbed, and a small band was facing the small stage opposite. Singing hysterically, the lights are confusing, countless red men and green women crowded the dance floor, and are beating ruthlessly. Jia Ming pulled the rustle through the crowd. One person seemed to be crowded, and he sweared a few words and refused to let Opening ~ www.readwn.com ~ Shasha didn't understand what he was talking about, Jia Ming knocked him to the ground with a slap, and stepped forward on his body.

Going down to the stage, Jia Ming took out the machete in his clothes and jumped up, unplugged a bunch of wires from the audio, pushed down a large piece of equipment, and for a while, all the music in the entire ballroom The sound completely disappeared, as if a certain nerve-holding line was abruptly segmented, an inexplicable feeling.

The colorful and confused lights are still spinning, but the sound seems to completely disappear from the earth. Although some people speak loudly, it brings an indescribable quiet illusion. The singer on the stage still yells hysterically, but nothing sounds. When he went out, Jia Ming waved his machete. Several members of the band reacted for the first time and hurried to the side. It took about two seconds before the people on the dance floor reacted and looked intently. The man, who was probably a gangster, also separated and crowded towards this side. Jiaming plugged in a line, stood in front of the microphone, tapped a metal pole with a machete, and glanced across the audience coldly: "Smash the field."

The faint three words came out in the audio system. The next moment, he directly operated a set of audio equipment in front, turned around and hit the wall with colored lights in the rear. He hit a loud noise, and the entire wall was huge. The glass suddenly burst open, countless colored lights exploded at the same time, the circuit in the bar was short-circuited for a moment, and electric sparks bloomed from his rear in the most gorgeous way, like a brilliant firework ...