Hidden Assassin

Do not move!

Amidst Yahan's stern shout, He Yun smiled and raised the dagger in his hand. Of course, as a killer, she might not be threatened by such ordinary people. The reason why she stood where she was was because almost the moment Yahan raised her gun, the few agents who were arranged around They had already surrounded her, and when one of them put a pistol on her back, it basically proved that all her original intentions had been made clear in advance.

This kind of gathering looks free, but in fact, it has already carried out extremely strict management in the dark. As a chess piece arranged in it, she basically has no possibility of risking a gun, so she can only use a dagger to do things. The dagger was snatched by the female agent from behind, and then she searched her whole body with her hands. Lingjing and Shasha took a few steps back in surprise, not quite understanding what happened. He Yun looked at Yaya lightly. Han and the others smiled and nodded.

It's really strange, it turns out that you have discovered me a long time ago... No wonder you have been following me all night...

Humph. Yahan snorted softly, Someone told me a long time ago that as long as you deliberately approach Lingjing and the others, it's right to draw your gun, but I didn't see that you actually hid a knife in your hand...

Oh, this is really...

From the standpoint of a captive, this He Yun is really a bit open, shaking his head and giving a wry smile. But at this time, people far and near also reacted, seeing that the perpetrator seemed to have been brought under control, and there was not much commotion, they just pointed and spread around, and several people arranged in While the secret agent walked towards He Yun. Yahan let out a soft ah.

With a wow, more than a dozen guns from far and near were pulled out almost at the same time, and pointed at Yahan's side. At this time, the scene really began to become chaotic.

When an unremarkable man passed behind Yahan, he suddenly grabbed her gun, strangled her neck with one hand, and turned Yahan, who was holding a gun, into a hostage.

Sister Yahan!

The surrounding crowd suddenly became chaotic, and amidst this chaos, more than a dozen guns near and far were confronting each other like a silent winter. The atmosphere is chilling. After a long time, the male killer who put the muzzle of the gun on Yahan's forehead said word by word: No one is allowed to move. Otherwise, I will shoot.

You can't leave. While an agent was speaking, several people protected Lingjing and Shasha behind them. The killer smiled: I never thought I'd be able to leave, but if she died, would Jian Suyan blame you for not doing enough to protect her?

In just half a minute, the people in the big tent walked cleanly in the chaos, and the crowds outside the tent obviously completely surrounded the place. During the confrontation between the two sides, a Caucasian girl in a black dress walked in with her forehead rubbed. Her brows were furrowed and she lowered her head as she was looking for an embroidery needle on the ground. There were several people behind her. Caucasian men, all of whom seemed to be well-trained bodyguards, spread out around.

Seeing the lineup of this woman, the killer who held Yahan hostage did not panic. He just smiled: Miss Kelly is the one who didn't expect to come here. I don't know if you can make decisions here? Or should we find someone else to come, I think it's better for us not to waste too much time...

I don't care what time you are, I'm going to sleep, and you wake me up again... Until I walked in. The Caucasian girl finally raised her head. She really looked like she just got up from the bed. Her hair was a little messed up, her face was a little unwell, and the dress seemed to be put on casually. At this time, he impatiently pulled the left shoulder strap with his hand. She has a beautiful appearance, and she has a rebellious and lazy feeling in her at this time. It took me a long time to correct the jet lag a little bit. Do you know that if I don't get enough sleep, I will grow old quickly and disturb the beauty's sleep... You can't do this, you will die...

As she spoke, she seemed to be rubbing her forehead again and turned into a soliloquy. The man smiled: I know this kind of behavior is really bad, but it's urgent, please understand, within five minutes, I have to personally Talk to Ms. Jian Suyan. He pointed to a big clock hanging above the tent, It's eleven seventeen, I think I can wait until eleven twenty-two, after this time, I will I don't know what unpleasant things will happen to everyone...

That's it? Ok, I see... Kelly snapped her fingers impatiently, and Kelly yawned, So who, find someone to take a ladder to remove the battery on it, okay, I'll talk to you at dawn You talk, please...

After waving his hand, he was about to leave. After taking two steps, the killer said in a deep voice, Miss Kelly, I'm not kidding you!

Suddenly stopped, Kelly patted her forehead, and stared fiercely with her big beautiful eyes: Then you are threatening me?

If it helps people to see reality, it's okay to think so.

As soon as the killer's words came out, Kelly waved her finger suddenly: OK, then let's stop joking, kill him for me. With a soft moan, she walked towards the door without looking back, and she issued an order On the other side, the man named Charles took out the pistol from his pocket with a blank expression. The killer was probably a little confused suddenly. He looked at Kelly, then at Charles, and pulled the hammer of the pistol: Hey! , are you really not thinking about the consequences?

Who are you scaring with a water gun!

While Kelly waved her hand, there was a bang in the tent, and Yahan yelled Ah---, the killer's head was pierced by the bullet from the side, and at the same time his body fell down, his fingers subconsciously kept snapping Pulling the trigger, Chi, chi... The jets of water first covered Yahan's long hair, and then waved into the surrounding air. He Yun, who was still a little restless, was stunned to watch this scene, blood spilled on the ground.

Farce... Not even in the mood to look back, Kelly spit out a boring comment, and He Yun yelled No! It seemed that he wanted to make a final resistance, and was pushed down to the ground by several people . Terrified, Yahan clenched her hands into fists and stood there with her neck slightly shrunk. Gasping for breath, she caught a glimpse of the bleeding body on the ground out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't until Lingjing and Shasha rushed forward that she hugged them with tears in her eyes and said, It's okay...it's okay It's....

It seems that...it's all right...and soon, around two in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.

The entire campsite has basically fallen into darkness and silence, only the convoy parked by the road. in certain vehicles. The lights were still on. With so many people coming to camp, there are actually special vehicles converted into small bathhouses with compartments and hot water, but at this time, there are basically very few people who want to come to take a bath.

Or rather, only one.

Wearing some thin clothes. Holding a pot of hot water, Yahan sat there quietly. Under the light, the graceful figure outlined was faintly lonely and lonely. She took a shower two hours ago, and she got up at this time and came to wash again. Her long hair was still wet, but she didn't take out the hair dryer to dry it. She stretched out her hand to twist the towel in the hot water, and then let it go in a daze. Sitting on the small stool, she hugged her knees with her hands.

He stretched out his hand and subconsciously caressed the side face that had been splashed with water before, with tears in his eyes. Just trying not to let them flow down. I don’t know if there was blood splashed on the face, but now it’s gone... Maybe not... It should be because it wasn’t splashed... The place where the man shot, the place where he fell, the blood should come from the other side Spray it out and sprinkle it on the ground. I shouldn't be splashed... But that person died. Died so close, just helplessly...

For the first time in my life, I saw a person's death so closely and clearly. No. Maybe it’s not true for her, it’s the first time Yu Jiaming came out of the summer camp, and then there was the incident where Jiaming shot herself, but in the two incidents, there were other emotions that diluted her heart. Shocked, the first time was because she was too scared, and the second time she was worried about Jia Ming's comfort, she couldn't wait to go over and chop that man into meat paste, so there was no time to be afraid. But this time, she was really disgusted by the blood all over the ground.

Or it wasn't disgusting, complicated emotions, indescribable, she could only sit quietly like this, twisting the towel and soaking it again. On a night in early summer, it had just rained and it was a little cold. She heard the sound of a car, and secretly lifted the curtain hanging around the car body, but it was the sound of a sports car driving away. Looking at the headlights going away, she Sighing lightly, yes, she is still worried about Jia Ming...

I don't know why he left, and I don't know when he will come back. Is there any danger? What happened this time gave her a bad feeling, but Lingjing and Shasha are calm---maybe they are pretending to be calm--- - comforted her a few words, waited for a while, and soon the two of them fell asleep together, that's fine, maybe Jia Ming didn't want them to worry.

In such a mood, at some point, a person squatted down quietly behind her, and then hugged her gently. When the two bodies touched together, the coldness of Xia Ye disappeared without a trace. Feeling the warmth of the body behind her, he put a few band-aids on the two hands in front of her. He was wearing new clothes, and he still had a faint smell of soap after taking a bath——just like her ----Maybe it's all right...

Tears fell down unconsciously... on the side of the road about six or seven kilometers away.

The street lamps are connected one by one, shining lonely into the distance on this quiet late-night road. After the heavy rain, the lights are bright and cold, and the water drops condense on the lampshade, and then fall to the ground. On this slightly lonely road, an off-road jeep was also lonely on the side of the road, and a woman got out of the car to check the broken tire.

About 1.7 meters tall, full of oriental body shape and beautiful face, oval face, ponytail, white cotton long-sleeved T-shirt, blue short-sleeved jacket with hood, fitted women's jeans, Refreshing with an independent atmosphere. After checking the tires, the woman frowned, opened the back door of the jeep and took out the repair tool. She took a replacement tire and threw it on the ground. When she squatted down and used the tool to screw the screws, a black shadow came from a distance like the wind. blown from the darkness.

After a pause in her hand, she turned her head and stood up holding the wrench. In the field more than ten meters away from her, the figure stopped suddenly with the sound of howling wind, and the water droplets on the surrounding wormwood were all wiped away. The wind parted and bounced far away, the wormwood vibrated, and when it became quiet, a dwarf in a black cloak stood there.

About 1.2 meters tall, the cloak on his body is already tattered. Under the street lamp, most of the dwarf's weird and tangled skin is exposed. Only part of the small face under the cloak can be seen, and the skin is also weirdly wrinkled. He stood up like an old man. Of course, it was hard to say how much the woman in front could see. Looking at the seemingly perplexed and innocent face of the woman in front of him, the dwarf trembled all over his body, and there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

The two sides looked at each other, and after a while, the woman tilted her head, her voice was soft and calm, and asked softly, Immortal?

There was no answer, the woman felt a little helpless, and tilted her head again: ...a monster?

...Thank you. She nodded politely, she seemed to have decided to ignore the weird dwarf in front of her, and turned around to continue repairing the car, but when she squatted down, she gritted her teeth and said: Jane-- --Su----word----

The voice was a little strange—of course she didn't know that it was the pronunciation of someone who was accustomed to English—but when she heard these three words, the woman turned her head in doubt: How do you know my name? ? She thought for a while, Oh, this is Jiang Hai, you must have seen me... Before she could finish speaking, the dwarf interrupted her in English.

Since you choose to wait for me here, then come! He stretched out his hands, and a strange black vortex suddenly appeared from in front of him. , the space within a few square meters around his body seemed to suddenly lose gravity, and countless water droplets flew up and suspended in the air. While manipulating this strange ability, the dwarf showed a strange smile on his face, as if the performer who had been suppressed for a long time finally had a chance to perform, the wind expanded in an instant, and the water droplets whizzed and spun.

If someone else saw the supernatural scene in front of them, they would probably think they had seen a god or a ghost, and they would be scared to death first. The woman's lips parted slightly, and she looked at her in a nasty way, a little innocent, a little embarrassed, and a little annoyed, probably because she didn't know who she was provoking and who she was driving all the way here without doing anything. Get harassed by a pervert. His shoulders slumped helplessly, he looked into the darkness in the distance, sighed, and lost interest for a while. For a moment, he glanced at the excited perverted dwarf again.

I'm sick... really....