Personal security

Chapter 1071 Killing someone

On the same day that Zhao Jianhui was assassinated, and almost at the same time, a new Toyota Jeep drove in front of Oda Chiba's villa. [.Com text] The driver was a young woman with a tall figure and jet-black hair.

She did not drive into the parking lot in front of the villa, but parked it on the roadside outside the villa. In the dimly lit night sky, a faint salty smell filled the air. There are very few pedestrians on the beach. Occasionally, one or two cars pass by, also in a hurry, rushing to the villas on the beach in front.

The woman in the car opened the door and got out. She looked at the two-story building behind the wooden fence on the roadside. She couldn't help but smile. Her slender legs in white trousers were slightly bent, and her black high heels tapped lightly on the ground. , her body had already crossed the fence and courtyard wall, and landed in the courtyard without making a sound.

The white trousers were wrapped tightly but not tightly around her high and shaky ass. Then the faint light came from the small building, and it could be seen that the woman was wearing a tight sleeveless shirt with floral patterns on her upper body. , not as long as the navel and not wide enough to cover the buttocks. The plump breasts made the tight-fitting shirt extremely tight. The two buttons on the chest were struggling to pull the two bra cups. If you were not careful, the threads would break and the city gate would be broken. Like wide open.

The door on the first floor was closed, and the light came from a room on the second floor.

"...I actually know a restaurant in Hokkaido. The food there is really good. I'll take you there..." In the room, Suzuki Jiro was wearing loose shorts, half lying and half leaning on the sofa, facing Oda Chiyo. What are you talking about.

"Why do you suddenly want to travel? Didn't we agree to go to Europe in a few days? Two days ago, you asked me to have a good understanding of the life characteristics of Europeans and their cultural atmosphere. You said This will also help me improve my realm..." Oda Chiyo was wearing white silk pajamas and applying lipstick in front of the mirror. Watching a woman put on makeup is also a kind of pleasure for men.

Women, even if they are about to go to bed, still need to put on makeup.

Oda Chiyo put on lipstick, pursed her lips up and down, and said with a smile: "...Besides, I am currently participating in the election of a tourism ambassador in a place in China. I think this will be good for my career. This You also know this thing..."

"Of course I know. ... Chiba, I agreed at the time, but now I just want to travel with you, haha... You won't be unwilling, right?" Suzuki Jiro said half seriously and half jokingly.

"This is not my plan. Even my agent and company will not agree... Suzuki-kun, I think it will be difficult for me to agree to you. Otherwise, when I become a tourism ambassador, we can go to China together. Let's go..." Xichuan Province of China wants to promote tourism with the help of tourism ambassadors, and by becoming the tourism image ambassador of Xichuan Province, he can also use this to promote himself in China and increase his popularity. This is a win-win opportunity. .

When he heard that Nishikawa Province was going to hold such an event, Chiba's agent quickly seized the opportunity and signed up after negotiating with the contracting company. Therefore, even if he was thinking not to participate now, It’s not something that Chiba alone has the final say. Suzuki Jiro's proposal really embarrassed Chiba.

Therefore, when she said these words again, Chiba blushed and turned to glance at Suzuki Jiro with a coquettish tone.

"What's the point? You are my fiancée, I am your fiancé, and we are traveling together as a couple. Even if the company finds out, nothing will happen, right?" Suzuki Jiro insisted.

"This..." Chiba really didn't know what to say. Women in the Oriental Kingdom are still very good at taking care of men's face, and they are even more particular about being submissive to their men. Although Chiba and Suzuki Jiro are not married now, they are already living together as husband and wife. In Chiba's mind, she has long regarded Suzuki Jiro as her man. Seeing his persistence, Chiba Although Ye Zi felt strange in his heart, he was still embarrassed to refuse.

"Haha. I can answer this question for you. If you think of traveling, there is a place that is most suitable for you. You don't have to go to Europe, China, Hokkaido or any other place..." Chiba felt that it was difficult to answer. While Suzuki Jiro was speaking, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Suzuki Jiro was shocked when he heard this and shouted: "Who? Who is talking outside? Chiba, hello, do you have a friend living at home?"

"No...no..." Oda Chiyo replied very doubtfully.

A faint voice came from the darkness: "If you want to know who I am, won't you know it if you open the door?"

Suzuki Jiro was stunned, and the expression on his face turned pale in an instant: "You, who are you? Who asked you to come? Is it the eldest lady or the second lady?" As he spoke, Suzuki Jiro stood up He walked to the tatami, stretched out his hand, and took out a small pistol from the cupboard. The safety opened with a click.

"Ah? Uh..." Oda Chiyo didn't know when a pistol was found in the closet of her home. She just screamed when Suzuki Jiro reached out and covered her mouth.

"Since I am coming to you, someone must have asked me to come. Do you mean the eldest lady or the second lady? You might as well take a bold guess..." Following the words, a charming girl came from outside. Walking in the darkness, she smiled sweetly at Suzuki Jiro and said: "If it were me, I would put down the gun at this time..."

Suzuki Jiro couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he looked at her sexy and devilish figure under her tight clothes. Looking up, he saw an exquisite swallow-shaped mask covering her face. Although he couldn't see the whole picture, just from the ruddy diamond-shaped cherry lips and smooth jade-like chin under her mask, one could imagine how beautiful this girl must be. It is the national beauty and heavenly fragrance that attracts the soul.

Suzuki Jiro murmured: "Swallow...why didn't I know that there is someone like you in Nindo or Wuyingdo?"

"My name is not Yan Zi, my name is Yan Wu. Whether it is Nindo or Wuyingdo, they are the most mysterious institutions in the Hongdao Society. There are many things within these two organizations that I don't know. How much do you know?" As the woman spoke, she strolled over to Suzuki Jiro. , looked at his face, and sighed lowly: "God, do you know that you are the most handsome and youngest person I have ever received... Oh, don't be proud, there is someone more handsome than you. I've seen it too, but unfortunately, that person has never been my mission target..."

Suzuki Jiro looked at the big, watery eyes behind her mask and asked involuntarily: "Really? Ah? What mission did you say you were here to perform just now?"

Yan Wu stared at him and said softly: "My mission is very simple, that is to kill you..." Just as the word "you" was spoken, Yan Wu's body really shook as if dancing. In an instant, the gun in Suzuki Jiro's hand was in her hand.

Suzuki Jiro took a breath of cold air, bent and stretched his legs, his whole body rose into the air, turned around in the air, and pounced towards Yan Wu.

Yan Wu smiled sweetly and said, "Are you playing games?" She turned around and kicked Suzuki Jiro easily. Suzuki Jiro leaned back and landed on the tatami with two somersaults. His legs were spread straight apart, and the force of the tossing was relieved.

Yan Wu tilted her head and looked at him, with a smile in her eyes: "I haven't had anyone play with me for a long time, so you have to be more upbeat." As she spoke, she twisted her slim waist and rushed towards the waiting Suzuki Jiro. , The wind of boxing has reached Suzuki Jiro before anyone can do it. Suzuki Jiro quickly clamped his legs and jumped up to avoid this swift punch. Yan Wu chuckled softly: "Flying so high!!"

While she was talking, she lightly jumped up and grabbed Suzuki Jiro's ankles, and smoothly slapped him on the wooden floor, knocking Suzuki Jiro out of his wits. She didn't know what year it was.

"Alas" Yan Wu sighed with some disappointment, stared at Suzuki Jiro and said: "You are so handsome, but you didn't expect your martial arts to be so bad. It's not fun at all. I don't know, with your three-legged cat How can you dare to fight with him? Don’t think this is in the Oriental Kingdom. Isn’t it just as easy for him to kill you?”

Suzuki Jiro stood up despite the pain all over his body, stared at this girl with unfathomable martial arts skills in astonishment, and said in surprise: "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

"Giggle..." Yan Wu raised her voice and smiled sweetly: "You realize it now? It's really a bit late... Really, not only are you terrible at martial arts, but you are also not very good at thinking. You are the only one with this You're such an idiot to go back and provoke him. Do you think you should die like this?"

While she was asking Suzuki Jiro whether he should die, she did not express his opinion to Suzuki Jiro at all. She raised her white palm, and a white light shot at Suzuki Jiro's face, and a flying knife like a willow leaf went straight to the nail. Entering Suzuki Jiro's full door, there is a slight oval-shaped handle outside the forehead, like the third eye of Er Lengshen. Of course, this metaphor can only be imagined if Jiro Suzuki or Chiyo Oda are familiar with the myths and stories of China.

"Humph, you asked me to deal with such things, it's just overkill..." Yan Wu said, patting her white hands, then turned around gracefully, and walked out quickly, hiding in the background into the darkness.

"Ah...it's a murder..." Oda Chiyo didn't react until there was no one in the room, and she screamed at the top of her throat.

Yesterday, my company arranged a business trip, and I didn't have time to ask for leave from the bosses. I would like to ask for your forgiveness. It's the last day of the month, so I'd better be shameless and ask for some flowers and tickets.

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