So Pure, So Flirtatious

Eighty-four hundred and forty-five chapter middle-aged

The head of the watermelon was on the van, and the van slowly left the old five-story burdock shop. Watermelon headed by the side of the car: "It’s a **** kind, why don’t you dare to wait for Laozi?"

The van turned into a hutong, here is the base camp of the watermelon head, an abandoned warehouse.

"Hey!" The head of the watermelon head stepped on the bottom of the brakes and the van suddenly stopped.

A middle-aged man stood faceless in front of the van and the van stopped in front of him.

"Grass your mother, want to die!" Watermelon head shook the glass and poked his head out and said: "Hurry and get away, kill no matter!"

Although the watermelon head said so, but still dare not hit it, if it hits, it will just hit, and it will not stop. Although the watermelon head is a gangster, but it does not dare to make people's lives, mix and match, and make people's lives come to life!

The middle-aged man still stood faceless in front of the front of the van, and did not move, nor did he speak.

"Are you fucking?" The watermelon head jumped out of the van and opened his hand like a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man flashed lightly and escaped the hand of the watermelon head.

"Don't drink? Are you pretty cows? Do you dare to hide?" Watermelon had just not found Yang Ming. He had already slammed his stomach. Now he was so ruined by the middle-aged, and immediately the fire came up again: "Brothers, both Come down and tell this stupid b how to behave!"

When the watermelons were out, the guys on the van jumped up and jumped down, trying to fix this middle-aged man with his boss. In an instant, middle-aged people are surrounded by the middle.

"Hey, I said Uncle? There is a road in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you walk in!" Watermelon head sneered: "I have no place to send fire, you sent it to the door, if it is not repaired today. If you have a meal, then I am sorry for myself!"

The middle-aged man did not speak, still standing there expressionlessly.

"This is a blind man, the boss, don't have to talk nonsense with him, hit him with a second-class disability!" A man who was impatiently raised the iron bar in his hand would come forward to greet the middle-aged.

When I said that it was too late, just in the moment when the iron rod was about to fall, the middle-aged man moved, but no one saw how he moved. The man holding the iron rod flew out together with the iron rod. The fall fell to the ground!

At the moment he landed, the middle-aged man moved again, and his foot stepped directly on the chest under his hand! "Oh," the sound of the broken bone, the scream of the hand, turned his eyes, and the blood in his nose kept spraying out.

The head of the watermelon is scared by the sudden action of the middle-aged man! Just standing there, I don’t know how to be good. The same is true for a few people who want to do it. I look at the middle-aged people...

Finally, I don't know who yelled: "Run!" These talents have slowed down from the shock, and they are rushing to get on the bus. The middle-aged people have rushed from the hands of a little punk. A knife, an understatement, several punks together with the watermelon head all fell down, blood flow into the river...

The middle-aged man looked at the corpses in the ground with disdain and threw the knife on his hand.

"Is it a trouble for you to find a lady like this?" The middle-aged man snorted and dragged the bodies of several people onto the van. Then he sat in the driving position of the van and drove away in the van.

In a secluded grove, the middle-aged man took a shovel and quickly dug a large pit, threw the bodies of several people in, buried them with soil, and finally set up a small wooden board on the top of the grave. The monument, there is nothing above, only the word "tombstone".

This is the habit of middle-aged people. After killing people, if possible, a tombstone will be placed on the dead.

In fact, many killers have very strange habits. The middle-aged people are like this. The same is true of the Hawkeye group killer Delay Man 001 brought by Ouyang Junwei's father.

It’s just that the habits of middle-aged people are nothing. The habit of delaying man 001 is to let him die of Huang Quan...

After doing all this, the middle-aged talent left the scene without any problems, took out the mobile phone and dialed a phone call.

"Mu housekeeper, it is me." The middle-aged man said to the other side of the phone.

"How is the situation? Have you figured it out?" The person on the phone who was called the Mu Butler asked anxiously.

"I figured out that the people who came here are indeed Miss..." said the middle-aged.

"Sure enough, you are doing very well!" Mu Butler sighed with relief: "Remember, no matter what the situation, be sure to ensure the safety of the lady!"

"I understand!" Of course, middle-aged people understand that they can't take a few garbage.

"Okay, then you will continue to follow up on this matter. If there is any situation, please report it to me at any time!" Mu Guan said: "Is there anything else? If I don't have it, I will hang up the phone. I have to go to the master to make coffee. ”

"Wait a minute!" said the middle-aged man: "There is one more thing!"

"What is it?" Mu Butler asked.

"Just, the lady was in danger when she was performing the task. I originally wanted to shoot, but there was another person who took the lead." The middle-aged man reported.

"What person?" Mu Guanjia looked tight and asked.

"I don't know, it's a person I have never seen before, but with his skill, he can judge. He is also a person in the line. At that time, he only used two tricks, and I can't see his path!" The middle-aged man said.

"Where is he now?" Mu Butler asked.

"He is with the young lady." This is the most worried place for middle-aged people. He does not know that the other party is an enemy or a friend. Otherwise, there are more killers in the world. What is it about him? He will not care.

"What?!" Mu Butler was shocked: "You must investigate his identity, and his purpose, don't let the lady make any mistakes! Otherwise, you and I have to give your head to sin in front of the lord. It!"

"I understand!" the middle-aged man said quickly.

"With the news, call me immediately!" Mu Butler yelled.

Hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man wiped a cold sweat on his forehead. Such a murderous guy who doesn't blink, actually has the time to be afraid!

The young lady in the middle-aged population is naturally Wang Xiaoyu, and that person refers to Yang Ming! The task that the old man confessed was to secretly protect the lady, but not let the young lady discover his existence, so in this way, the middle-aged people would not dare to appear in front of the lady. There is no way to go directly to Yang Ming to investigate, just wait for Yang Ming and Miss to break up and then make plans.

The middle-aged man did not go to track Wang Xiaoying and Yang Ming at the moment because he had already known where the hotel where Wang Xiaoying lived. It would be fine to go straight in a while, and there is no need to track it.

Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoyu took a taxi to the Xinhai Shopping Center. The two men turned around in the mall for a while. Originally, Yang Ming did not intend to buy anything, but Wang Xiaoyu had an interest in a butterfly-shaped small-headed clip. Originally, there was not much money. Yang Ming’s generous money was bought and given to Wang Xiaoyu.

Wang Xiaoyan did not thank him, and he accepted it with peace of mind. In her view, the thrills that the two had just experienced belonged to life and death, and they also had some friendship.

It is not far from Xinhai Hotel. After they left the mall, they walked directly to the Xinhai Hotel where Wang Xiaoyu lived.

Xinhai Hotel is also a relatively large hotel. There are many people entering and leaving every day. The waiter also remembers the appearance of the guest. See Wang Xiaoying and Yang Ming are ready to take the elevator. They only checked Wang Xiaoyu’s room card and found that it is Xinhai Hotel. The guest is released.

Wang Xiaoying lived in a couple room. The room was full of a big bed. Wang Xiaoyan felt that sleeping like this was more comfortable, and he didn’t like the narrowness of the cot.

After the two men completely entered the room, the door was closed, and Wang Xiaoxuan took his hand from Yang Ming’s arm and the play had already finished.

"Liu Lei? Who are you in the end?" At this moment, Wang Xiaoyu no longer believes that Yang Ming had said what she had said before, what is working here, and so on, should be completely fabricated by him, including " The name Liu Lei should be fake.

"Wait..." Yang Ming did not answer Wang Xiaoyu's words, but did a slight gesture, looked up, and looked around in the room for something...

"Well?" Wang Xiaoyu is somewhat inexplicable. She is not afraid that Yang Ming will be unfavorable to her. If she is not good for her, she will not save her before, so no matter what Yang Ming does, Wang Xiaoyan has no wariness.

Yang Ming waved his hand and gestured to Wang Xiaoyan, and then walked to the desk in front of him and lifted the seat on the side and placed it on the door of the room.

After that, Yang Ming jumped into the seat and reached out to remove a small black square from the top of the door frame.

After taking it down, Yang Ming threw it on the desk, and the slippers stood on Wang Xiaoyu's bed and took off the same small box from the chandelier.

Wang Xiaoying was staring at Yang Ming, and his face was unbelievable.

Then, in the hidden place of the whole room, Yang Ming found a total of five identical black squares. Finally, they threw them on the ground and smashed them with the legs of the chair until all the small squares were smashed. , revealing the circuit chip inside, Yang Ming will stop.

Wang Xiaoyu started from the first small square that Yang Ming took down, and she knew what it was. She also engaged in assassination. This kind of small equipment is naturally no stranger!

This is a wireless bug that can transmit sound to a receiver of three hundred meters! However, although Wang Xiaoyu understands this, he never dreamed that there would be such a thing in the room where he lived!