The Temptation: Beautiful Female Boss

I wry smile: "this matter, I am not very clear. But now we're safe. The people in America are coming soon. With their protection, I won't have anything wrong. "

With that, I went over, put my arms around Dandan and said in a low voice, "sorry, wife, I know you must be very sad these days."

Dandan put his head on my chest and whispered, "well, you know what? When I saw the news in the newspaper that day, I fainted in the kindergarten These days Sometimes, I almost don't want to live. "

I was moved in my heart and tightened my arms around her.

Dandan suddenly said: "you said that the United States has come to Is that her? Is that Yang Wei you said? "

I ordered, "yes."

My heart suddenly moved: "Dandan, you go to America with me! We'll come back together when this is over! "

I don't dare to leave Dandan. Just now I heard that she almost committed suicide. As long as I imagine, I'll be dead. I have to keep Dandan within my ability.

Dandan is still hesitating, I immediately said: "just go to a period of things, and kindergarten leave on the line, we come back after the end of things."

I picked up Dandan's face, gave her a kiss on the lips and said in a low voice, "I don't want to be separated from you any more. Don't you want to be with me?"

Dandan face finally burst out a smile, gently nodded.

I called Yang Wei and told her where I am now. Then I took a rest in bed with Dandan in my arms. Along the way, I was too tired, nervous and scared. After such a rest, I fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long later, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

"Who?" I jumped out of bed, and Dandan opened his eyes in a daze. I subconsciously looked at the time, almost should be Yang Wei they arrived.

Outside, a man's voice said, "room service, please open the door."

My heart immediately rose to my throat.

I recognized the voice of the Vietnamese.

He spoke in a strange tone, with a little bit of the strange accent of foreigners speaking Chinese. At the moment, he was obviously not prepared to hide anything. There was a certain complacency and banter in this sentence.

I laughed miserably and said in a loud voice, "wait a minute."

Dandan frowned, "Chen Kai, did you call room service?"

I forced a smile: "well, no, it's the people from the United States. This is the signal they gave me."

I bowed my head and gave Dandan a kiss on the forehead: "you wait for me, I'll go out for a while."

Dandan no doubt, just frown, and then gently said: "you are careful."

With that, I got up and went to the door. After thinking about it, I went back and helped Dandan pull the quilt tight. I said softly, "wife, it's cold. Don't catch cold." I looked at Dandan and felt sad.

Damn, am I going to die?

I'm afraid that I can't control my emotions, which will make Dandan suspect. I quickly turn around and walk to the door.

The door opened, and the Vietnamese stood at it, sneering, "we meet again."

He had a needle in his eyes, like a cobra in the jungle.

I don't know why. I'm surprisingly calm. With a faint smile, I whispered: "do me a favor. Don't be here. Shall we go out? My wife is here. "

The Vietnamese seemed a little surprised at my composure, hesitated a little, and said coldly, "OK."

I was relieved to go out and slowly close the door.

I went out first and the Vietnamese followed me.

He doesn't worry about me running away. At this time, I can't run.

My heart a blank, no idea, but not afraid.

We walked to a forest outside the hotel. I am breathing the moist and cold air in the woods at night, which seems to have a trace of grass fragrance.

I slowly turned around, suddenly said with a smile: "right here, I really like here."

The Vietnamese looked at me thoughtfully.

I said with a faint smile, "do you know where this is? This is a famous local scenic spot, but I didn't expect to die here today. "

The Vietnamese suddenly grinned, "you're funny."

I was silent.

"I've killed a lot of people, but it's the first time I've met someone as interesting as you."

I wry smile: "you this is to my praise?"

The Vietnamese shook their heads.

My heart suddenly moved: "can I ask you two last questions?"

"What?" the Vietnamese frowned

I took a long breath and said in a deep voice, "I'm dead today. Can I at least understand my death?"

After thinking about it, the Vietnamese said coldly, "I never answer people's questions, but you are very interesting. You askI looked directly at him: "how did you find me?"

The Vietnamese hesitated: "look at the collar of your own coat."

I took off my coat, turned over my collar and searched. Sure enough, from the inside of the collar on the left side of my dress, I found a tiny sheet of metal only half the size of a button.

I nodded: "I see. It's a tracker. It should have been installed when you patted me on the shoulder on the plane. I played with the little tracker in my hand. Then I looked up and asked," the last question, who is going to kill me? " I wry smile: "at least back when Yama asked me, I can answer."

The Vietnamese shook his head and said coldly, "I don't know who killed you. We have special channels. The two sides of the deal are never in direct contact. "

I sighed, and the Vietnamese suddenly said, "but it's my own idea to kill you tonight."

"What?"

Step by step, the Vietnamese approached me. His eyes were murderous, and he said coldly, "our rule is to take one shot after receiving the money. No matter whether we fail or succeed, we don't care any more. But I missed the first time I killed you. It has damaged my reputation. I can only save my dignity by killing you. "

I was stunned, and then I laughed, and there seemed to be some kind of neurotic emotion in my laughter. I pointed to his nose and said with a smile, "you? You killed me for saving your dignity after a mistake? "

"What's so funny?" the Vietnamese grimace said

I hummed coldly: "don't you killers all kill for money?"

The Vietnamese shook his head: "money can be earned again, but without dignity, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in this field in the future."

"Ha ha ha ha." I seem to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

There was a trace of anger in Vietnamese eyes: "I shouldn't have talked to you so much, but I think you are an interesting person, so I can answer so many questions."

I shook my head: "I'm sorry, but I really think it's ridiculous - a murderous butcher, what dignity is he talking to me?"

"You've got a lot of crap," the Vietnamese said coldly

I nodded slowly, then said indifferently: "yes, you do it." I suddenly laughed at myself: "I'll trouble you to do it gently for a while. I've been afraid of pain since I was a child."

The Vietnamese took out a very tiny needle from their pocket. The tip of the needle was shining in the moonlight.

"This is the venom of King Cobra. It doesn't hurt to prick it. Within two minutes, you will be paralyzed, have no feeling at all, and can't even shout out. If you struggle more, the blood circulation will be faster, and the time of poisonous hair will be shorter. Then your heart will paralyze, stop beating, your lungs will stop working, and finally you will suffocate and die. It's a painless way to die. This kind of needle is very expensive. I've never used it before, but I'll give you special treatment for someone as interesting as you. " Vietnamese mouth understatement, eyes showing a strange light, as if with some mysterious temptation. He forced me step by step, and I subconsciously retreated step by step.

The Vietnamese suddenly rushed in front of me. I feel a slight pain in my leg, which is like pain and numbness. I looked down and the needle was in my leg. It's just a little bit out there.

The Vietnamese stepped back and looked at me with a smile, as if ready to appreciate my dying face.

I stare at him, then shake my head, laugh three times, body a soft, collapsed down.

The Vietnamese saw me fall down, walked slowly in front of me, leaned down to observe me carefully, he carefully appreciated my facial expression, with a trace of fun and a trace of pride in his eyes.

I stare straight at him, face stiff, mouth wriggling, throat rolling, as if to say something. But the voice is vague and intermittent, and it is impossible to speak the sentence coherently.

With a sneer on his face, the Vietnamese approached me and said in a low voice, "have you begun to feel the numbness? You should really feel lucky. You are the first person to die under my poisonous needle. This kind of thing was intended for those distinguished guests. "

My lips trembled, but the voice became more subtle and vague.

The Vietnamese frowned, lowered himself a little, and sneered, "what do you want to say? Do you think your tongue is paralyzed? The muscles of the throat are out of control? Don't worry, this feeling will soon diffuse to your whole body, and then you don't know anything

I still have my lips moving. The Vietnamese grinned and showed his white teeth: "what do you want to say? Be careful. Let me hear. What interesting things do people like you say when they are dying? " His voice was hoarse and low, with some unspeakable pride and malice, like the sizzling voice of a rattlesnake.

I suddenly eyes a stare, exhausted whole body strength roar a: "go to die!"

My left hand yanked the needle out of my leg and stabbed the Vietnamese like electricity. The Vietnamese people were shocked and reacted very quickly. They immediately put their hands on the ground and rebounded like a fish.Please collect and read the latest novels on our website!

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