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It was too sudden, absolutely too sudden, and it was a wonderful assassination, the most wonderful assassination Yang Yesheng had never encountered before.

Jiang Qingya didn't take any precautions, even Yang Yesheng didn't take any precautions. Wan Xiaohong stabbed the dagger into her throat and broke her breath without saying a word.

"Ah..." Jiang Qingya was stunned when she suddenly saw such an accident. Her hands and feet lost their cooperation. The car suddenly deviated and hit a tree on the left side of the road. Then she stopped.

"You..." Jiang Qingya immediately turned her head and looked at Yang Yesheng with her head tilted. She quickly put her fingers under his nose and found that she was out of breath. She turned her head and looked at Wan Xiaohong with surprise, anger and fear. "Who are you?"

Wan Xiaohong was relieved when she succeeded in the attack. She looked guilty and bowed her head and said, "I.. * * sister, don't blame me. I was forced, too."

"Forced?" Jiang Qingya absolutely believes that a girl like Wan Xiaohong, who is only 13 or 14 years old, can't be a killer. She must have been instructed by someone and hurriedly asked, "who are you instructed by?"

Wan Xiaohong didn't seem to be a killer. After killing Yang Yesheng, she looked surprised and regretful, and then began to cry.

"This..." Jiang Qingya was also stunned. Although she saw the killer assassin for the first time, Wan Xiaohong's reaction after killing was definitely beyond her expectation. Originally, she thought Wan Xiaohong would run away immediately after killing Yang Yesheng, or kill her together.

Jiang Qingya was completely at a loss. Suddenly, she felt the importance of Yang Yesheng. Without him, how could she face the Revenge of the Liu family? After being stunned for a while, she also cried with "Yingying".

Two women, guarding the body of a man, cried bitterly, but one cried because of regret, the other cried because of their own destiny, but no one cried for the tragic death of Yang Yesheng.

After crying for a while, Jiang Qingya woke up first, looked at Yang Yesheng and WAN Xiaohong. She didn't know whether to hate her or sympathize with her.

Jiang Qingya sighed, "Mr. Yang is dead. You can go back and pay the job. Get off." If you don't hate her, but Yang Yesheng has indeed become Jiang Qingya's protector. Only by his side, Jiang Qingya feels very safe and won't be afraid of the Liu family's revenge. But now that Yang Yesheng is dead, Jiang Qingya doesn't know how to live in the future. Can she not resent; If you say hate, Jiang Qingya can see that Wan Xiaohong is not a job transfer killer. It must be hard to tell why she killed Yang Yesheng. Moreover, Wan Xiaohong also cried very sad, which doesn't look artificial. Jiang Qingya can't help feeling a little pity for her tears and pear blossoms.

Wan Xiaohong couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at Jiang Qingya and Yang Yesheng's body, sighed, pushed open the door and got out of the car silently.

Wan Xiaohong got out of the car. Jiang Qingya suddenly reacted and hurriedly asked, "Hey, you haven't said what ordered you to kill Mr. Yang?"

"I......" Wan Xiaohong turned around, hesitated for a while, and finally sighed. "I don't know who it was. They caught my mother and asked me to kill brother Yang. They designed the whole plan. I just did things according to their requirements."

Jiang Qingya, who is willing to believe it, said angrily, "Wan Xiaohong, you can't lie to me. How can you not know who sent you to kill Mr. Yang? I tell you, if you don't tell me, I'll avenge Mr. Yang and kill... Kill you tonight."

Wan Xiaohong smiled miserably and said, "kill me, sister * *, I'm sorry for brother Yang. I also regret it in my heart. Kill me, and I will never have any resistance."

"I..." Jiang Qingya didn't know how to kill people. She just talked casually. Hearing Wan Xiaohong say this, she was stunned again. She didn't know what to say.

Wan Xiaohong killed Yang Yesheng. In Jiang Qingya's opinion, it really shouldn't be. It's absolutely wrong. But from Wan Xiaohong's position, her mother is controlled by others, and her life and death are chosen at one thought. Wan Xiaohong must obey each other's orders and kill Yang Yesheng to get her mother out of trouble. Therefore, Wan Xiaohong's killing Yang Yesheng is right.

Jiang Qingya sighed and said, "forget it, get in the car and let's send Mr. Yang back."

Wan Xiaohong nodded her head and said, "HMM."

After Wan Xiaohong got on the bus, Jiang Qingya suddenly thought of something and asked, "Xiaohong, the other party asked you to kill Mr. Yang, but once you succeed, how can you contact them?"

"Oh, well, they gave me a mobile phone and asked me to call with this mobile phone after success. They'll know." With that, Wan Xiaohong took out an exquisite small box from her pocket and opened it. It turned out to be a mini mobile phone with only one button on it.

Even without a mobile phone number, Jiang Qingya was stunned and didn't know what to do.

At this time, Yang Yesheng's mobile phone suddenly rang. Jiang Qingya hurriedly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, with the words "Yanzi" written on it.

Obviously it was a woman's name. She answered the phone and hurriedly shouted, "Hello, Hello, are you Mr. Yang's friend?"

Yanzi, that is, Hongyan. After she had dinner and looked at her aunt for a while, Wang Qingxuan asked her to go back to her room and have a rest.

First, after taking a hot bath, Hongyan immediately thought of Yang Yesheng and immediately called him, but he didn't want Jiang Qingya to answer. Moreover, you asked so, which immediately stunned her. Who is this and how to talk.

The goose hurriedly asked, "who are you and how can you hold Ye Sheng's phone?"?

Jiang Qingya didn't know what to say. She was stunned for a long time before she said, "Mr. Yang... He... He was killed."

"What?" The goose was surprised when he heard the speech, but then he thought that Yang Yesheng was the owner of the seven color Buddha bead string. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't help laughing and said, "don't be kidding. Ye Sheng is also true. Can this news deceive others and me? Come on, let Ye Sheng answer the phone. I have something to find him."

Hearing that Hongyan didn't believe it, Jiang Qingya was worried and hurriedly said, "no, really, Ye Sheng was killed and stabbed in the throat."

"Throat?" The goose was stunned when he heard the speech. His throat is the weakest place in human body. Is it

"Who... Who killed him?" The goose couldn't help believing a little and asked in a trembling voice.

With Yang Yesheng's ability, there are few people who can kill him except ouyangxi, who is very abnormal. How can he be killed like this.

Seeing that Hongyan believed it, Jiang Qingya was relieved and said, "yes... It's a girl selling flowers."

"Flower girl?" At this time, the goose was even more confused. Can a girl selling flowers kill Yang Yesheng? How is it possible? She hurriedly asked, "who are you? Take a picture of Ye Sheng's body and send it."

"Hey." Jiang Qingya answered, hurriedly hung up the phone and took pictures of Yang Yesheng's body. As for the geese, they would rather believe it than not. They hurried to change their clothes and go out.

Half a minute later, Hongyan's mobile phone rang. It was a multimedia message. As soon as she was half dressed, she quickly grabbed the mobile phone and transferred the picture. She almost didn't faint. It was Yang Yesheng. There was a dagger in her neck. Her eyes were wide open, her face was pale and her mouth was open. It seemed that she saw a very incredible thing.

The goose stumbled and almost fell to the ground. It took a few steps back to barely stand still. The mobile phone rang again, but this time it was Yang Yesheng's mobile phone number. The goose quickly connected and asked in a trembling voice, "where are you... Where are you?"

Having got the specific location, the goose hurried to put on his clothes, flew out of the door and drove to the place mentioned by Jiang Qingya.

Ye Sheng is dead. Ye Sheng is really dead. The goose drives the car. He only feels that his hands and feet are soft. Especially when he steps on the accelerator, he can't feel any strength, but the car runs fast. It's a red light all the way. He runs straight through. He almost collides with a car driving sideways several times.

This news can hardly be accepted by the goose. She knows that Yang Yesheng is the owner of the colorful Buddha bead string. She has seen the whole process of Yang Yesheng's resurrection with her own eyes, but this time, Yang Yesheng died again and was stabbed in the throat. The goose is not sure whether he can revive.

However, with the passage of time bit by bit, the goose's heart became more and more heavy. Almost half an hour passed, but there was no phone call from Yang Yesheng, which proved that Yang Yesheng did not revive.

Suddenly, Hongyan thought of Zou Dexing, immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zou Dexing: "boss, Ye Sheng... Ye Sheng, he... He's dead."

Similarly, Zou Dexing's reaction was similar to that of Hongyan. At the beginning, he didn't believe it until Hongyan sent him a picture of Yang Yesheng's body. Zou Dexing didn't believe it was true. Moreover, according to Hongyan, Yang Yesheng has been dead for more than half an hour, but he hasn't resurrected yet. Things should not be as simple as they thought.

Without saying anything, Zou Dexing immediately jumped out of bed and dressed quickly.

Li Juan had just fallen asleep, but she was awakened by such a big noise from Zou Dexing. She asked vaguely, "what's the matter? What are you doing? You have to go out so late."

"Ye Sheng... Ye Sheng he..." Zou Dexing instinctively wanted to say "Ye Sheng is dead", but it's wrong. How can such a thing be easily told to Li Juan.

With Zou Jinyu's relationship with Yang Yesheng getting closer, Li Juan takes Yang Yesheng as her son-in-law. At the moment, if she learns that Yang Yesheng was killed, she doesn't know what she will cry like.

"Ye Sheng is leaving the capital tonight. I'll stop him at the airport." Quick witted, Zou Dexing immediately came up with a suitable excuse, and then flew away from home.