The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Not only tender, but also so breathtakingly beautiful.

Yan Lun, who licked blood from the knife, couldn't help admiring this human skin mask.

Jiang Nan was vigilant, but he didn't expect Yan Lun to attack him suddenly.

He touched her face straight.

While the eyes were cold, they were tinged with consternation.

"You want to die?" Jiang Nan turned his eyes to meet Yan Lun's, and said expressionlessly, his voice was as cold as ice scum.

Yan Lun shrugged his shoulders, looking very indifferent, "Duhuo, why are you so stingy, it's just a human skin mask, and it's not like you can touch your face."

When the masks were not enough, the killer brothers borrowed each other's faces, let alone touching them.

Look, you look so stingy.

Jiang Nan squeezed his fist, and smiled on the surface, "..."

What do you mean by not touching her face?

What the hell, this is her face!

After all, she will soon participate in the training camp of the State Key Laboratory Group.

The researcher's world is very white, so naturally she doesn't wear any masks, and as a member of it, she is no exception.

In this way, there is no need to wear a human skin mask.

Jiang Nan simply used his true colors and came to pick up the members of the Killer Alliance.

Just didn't expect...

Yan Lun actually felt that she was wearing a fake human skin mask.

After Yan Lun touched his hands, the fingertips seemed to still have a soft and smooth touch, which was very delicate.

The quality of this human skin mask is great!

It looks very breathable.

They are inseparable from the human skin masks for missions, and sometimes they wear them for days and nights.

The airtight human skin mask will make people's own skin itchy, red and swollen, and turn blue.

Wearing feeling is very poor.

And the human skin mask on Duhuo's face looks very good at first glance.

Yan Lun still wanted to feel the quality of this human skin mask, and he was reaching out again.

Jiang Nan grabbed Yan Lun's outstretched hand, twisted the joints of Yan Lun's fingers with five fingers, and pressed down hard.

Yan Lun's face was wrinkled tightly in pain, his expression management failed completely, and his fingertips convulsed, "Don't touch it, don't touch it..."

Jiang Nan glanced at him.

Yan Lun raised his eyes to meet Jiang Nan's, raised three fingers of his other hand, and swore on the spot.

Jiang Nan withdrew his hand.

Duhuo's hands curled up into chicken feet were finally freed.

He shook it vigorously, and complained very frankly: "It's not that I said, you don't think of us as brothers now, and you don't tell brothers where you bought such a good human skin mask."

Jiang Nan: "..."

It seems that today's crop will not pass.

"Do you think it's possible..." Jiang Nan bent one leg, looked lazy, and had a strong aura, "This is my face."

When Yan Lun heard this, he immediately laughed out loud.

The brothers of the Assassin Alliance who followed behind also burst out laughing.

"Lonely, we brothers don't need to brag about our own family." Yan Lun even hiccupped with laughter, "Just ask any brother and see if they believe it or not."

Jiang Nan raised his eyelids, "..."

The girl ignored Yan Lun and walked out.

A group of people also slowly followed behind Jiang Nan.

Yan Lun walked by Jiang Nan's side, not forgetting to taunt Jiang Nan's cowhide just now, "Don't be angry, we are not fools."

Yan Lun counted with his fingers and showed Jiang Nan,

"Your face looks at most 20 years old. If this is really your face, you were only a teenager when you were the leader of the Killer Alliance."

"You don't even dare to make up novels like this."

Jiang Nan picked his ears, and said in a cold voice, "Shut up."

Yan Lun was also afraid of Jiang Nan's superb skills, so he shut his mouth wisely.

I just couldn't help feeling a few words in my heart.

how.

I didn't realize before that Duhuo still likes to brag?

---

The bus arranged by Jiang Nan stopped at the gate of the Imperial Capital International Airport.

The driver is Liang Feng.

"Sister-in-law, are you all here?" Liang Feng asked.

Sister-in-law?

Yan Lun's eyes flickered.

It seems that the driver brother is the subordinate of the little lover who lives alone.

Jiang Nan nodded, yawned lazily, took a blindfold and put it on, his voice was soft and slow, "It's all set, let's go."

Liang Feng started the car.

Yan Lun was still thinking about the fact that he was about to replace his solitary lover as the second in command, so he naturally wanted to know more about it.

Go to Liang Feng's side.

Yan Lun said in a natural tone, "Brother, is your name Duhuo sister-in-law?"

Liang Feng was ordered to pick up people, so he naturally knew who the people in this car were.

The killer alliance that harvests human lives.

The boss of their family is the second in command of the Killer Alliance.

Their noble sister-in-law is the leader of the killer alliance.

After being severely stimulated this morning, Liang Feng was able to speak calmly, and even raised his chin arrogantly, "Yes, your leader is my sister-in-law."

Inexplicably, Yan Lun felt that Liang Feng's expression was a bit awkward, but he continued to ask patiently: "How is your boss's strength?"

Liang Feng thought about Liang Jingzhi's stalwart image in his heart, and answered with his heart:

"Our boss can beat five of us by himself."

Taking advantage of the gap between the traffic lights, Liang Feng glanced at Yan Lun, looked at his small body with distaste, and started blowing the northwest wind without hesitation.

"It is estimated that ten of you can be beaten."

Yan Lun: "???"

Oh shit.

Is this human?

A little lover who lives alone can only beat five little scumbag drivers, so why can he beat ten of them.

He is the second in command of the dignified killer alliance.

"Fart." Yan Lun rolled his eyes, "Do you know who I am?"

"I know, old three." Liang Feng turned the steering wheel skillfully, and said as a matter of course, "It's normal to be better than our boss and sister-in-law. I advise you not to be so irritable."

Yan Lun: "?"

"Especially in the imperial capital." Liang Fengzei said proudly, "Do you know how many fans our boss and sister-in-law have? Each fan can drown you with a sip of saliva."

fan?

Yan Lun has also heard of this Internet term.

"What do your boss and sister-in-law do? Why do you still have fans?" Yan Lun really didn't understand.

Most of the people in the League of Killers hide in the dark.

When aiming at the key, give the enemy a fatal blow.

There are also many living in the sun, but most of them are unknown.

After all, if the real person has a big reputation, he will be targeted by those who want to, and some things will be difficult to handle.

And Duhuo and her little lover still have fans?

This is so crazy.

"Our boss has made several movies and is now a top actor. Our sister-in-law is an all-round idol in singing and dancing, and she is a new top-ranking. The combined number of fans of the two of them is several hundred million."

Liang Feng's tone was calm, as if he was just talking about something too ordinary.

Straightforward.

No ups and downs.

However, question marks and exclamation marks directly raised Yan Lun's head: "???!!!"

This is really not thinking of himself as a killer.

The car went all the way through the city.

Luxurious shopping malls are covered with large LED billboards outside.

On the billboard is a girl.

The face is very clear, and the camera seems to be taken with the face in the face.

Long black hair fell over her shoulders.

The skin is porcelain white.

The bridge of the nose is high.

The cold eyes, with slightly raised eye ends, were inadvertently surly.

While Yan Lun was still immersed in the great shock, he heard the stumbling voices of his subordinate brothers again.

"Yan... Yan Lun... Lun"

Inside the bus, a brother stared at the billboard outside, his eyes widened, "Look at the man on the billboard outside."

"What's so interesting about the people on the billboard?" Yan Lun didn't even want to talk to him, he was only interested in Duhuo and her little lover now.

next second.

Yan Lun heard the earth-shattering voice of his subordinate, "It's a solitary life!!! Our leader lives alone!!!"

Yan Lun's thoughts froze for a few seconds, "What did you say?"

Look along the line of sight.

The people on the billboards are too eye-catching and too clear.

The temperament is lazy, but domineering sideways.

Yan Lun, who had never killed anyone wrongly, suspected for the first time that he was blind, and made a somewhat silly move——rubbed his eyes twice.

The person on the billboard is still the same person.

He could even see the small words on the billboard—Jiang Nan, a nine-dan genius Go player, recommends the graffiti chess score.

Yan Lun looked at the billboard, then turned his eyes mechanically, and looked at Jiang Nan who was sitting diagonally behind him with a shocked expression.

What the hell!

It's exactly the same!

There is no need to use someone else's face to pretend to be a big star if you live alone.

That is to say, the man named Jiang Nan on the billboard is really living alone.

So, is Duhuo really only around 20 years old?

Yan Lun felt that his mind was blank, and his eyes were full of golden stars.

A picture popped up in my mind almost uncontrollably——

A group of old men, mighty and majestic, obediently called a teenage underage girl "boss".

This is too scary.

He'd bet he'd walk out on the street now and just grab someone and tell him, "The boss of our League of Killers is only 20 years old, and he looks like this."

Everyone would think he was crazy.

"Lone living...you..." Yan Lun looked at Jiang Nan, flinched, but still didn't hold back, "It's just abnormal."

Jiang Nan took off the blindfold, "Swearing?"

Yan Lun met Jiang Nan's eyes and said guiltyly, "I dare not."

Jiang Nan: "?"

Yan Lun: "You are not human, why should I scold you?"

Jiang Nan, who was slandered for no reason: "..."

---

until you get off.

Yan Lun, who was always noisy, shut himself off and didn't speak.

Jiang Nan's hair was originally loose. He took off a headband from his wrist and tied it in twos and threes.

A few strands of long black hair hung on her shoulders, and her skin was porcelain white, giving her a youthful appearance.

Jiang Nan and Yan Lun looked like father and daughter.

But Yan Lun had to call Jiang Nan "the boss".

This strong and extreme sense of contrast gave Yan Lun a complicated feeling in his heart.

"These people's physical condition is normal, and they are going step by step." Jiang Nan and Yan Lun said, she turned her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised a shallow arc, her expression was very serious, "Those who have no collective consciousness can leave on the spot."

Yan Lun patted his chest, then glanced at the eagerly awaited rookies not far away, and said lightly, "Don't worry."

He promises to teach hard.

Jiang Nan: "And I, treat everyone equally."

Yan Lun: "???"

"Don't be special." The girl's four words were indifferent and expressionless.

Jiang Nan just said the four words calmly as before, but he didn't know what kind of turbulent waves set off in Yan Lun's heart.

He couldn't help clenching his fists.

He hasn't trained the leader of the Killer Alliance yet, so he doesn't know how to teach.

---

Jiang Nan stood in a well-behaved rookie team with training.

Everyone put on uniform camouflage training uniforms.

Yan Lun stepped forward with a grim expression on his face.

Behind him were ten subordinates of the Killer Alliance lined up.

It's just that the eleven expressionless killers couldn't hold back their expressions when they saw Jiang Nan who was standing harmlessly in the team.

Yan Lun: "Let me introduce myself first. I am your chief instructor for this training. My surname is Yan."

"Next, I will take you through a one-month training."

"Today is the first day of training, and the training content is cross-country with heavy loads."

After Yan Lun finished speaking, he raised his head one by one, and inadvertently met Jiang Nan's pure black and white eyes, and his heart tightened.

He cleared his throat with a cough, and put his hands behind his back. He looked quite calm on the outside, but when he looked closely, his fingers behind his back trembled twice.

"Du..." Yan Lun originally wanted to call Jiang Nan's killer code name, but just uttered a word, only to realize that the occasion was inappropriate, and forced himself to hold back.

"This rookie, do you have any objections?"

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yan Lun, then said calmly, "No."

It's fine if you don't have an opinion.

Yan Lun whistled, "Now the training begins."

No one thought, let the runners start.

Especially now that the sun is shining brightly. After standing under the sun for a long time, my forehead can sweat, let alone cross-country with heavy loads.

At first the team was pretty neat.

The further you go, the more scattered the team becomes.

Ben is a researcher who stays in the laboratory all year round. He lacks exercise and his physical strength is quickly exhausted.

But there was an instructor following behind, urging desperately.

"How's the situation?" Yan Lun pressed the intercom.

A voice quickly came from the opposite side, "The No.1 runner is Zuo Miaoling. He is in good condition. It looks like he has practiced for a while. No.2 is Fubo..."

Yan Lun flipped through the documents in his hand and quickly closed them.

No.1 Zuo Miaoling has practiced taekwondo, and she can see the muscle lines when running. It is not surprising that she can run.

No.2 Fu Bo, is young and in good physical condition, which is also expected.

Yan Lun thought for a while, and then asked, "How is the living alone?"

First, No.2 doesn't live alone, which is very strange.

Even if Duhuo intended, he could already see her at the end.

But why not,

The subordinate swallowed his saliva, as if he was digesting something, and said slowly: "She lives alone, and her condition is very stable."

Yan Lun frowned, "Speak humanly."

Subordinate: "Stability is at the bottom of the list, and a group of old men are running ahead of her."

Yan Lun: "???"

The subordinate let out a "hmm", confirmed it again, and guessed: "Could it be that the boss is not good at running?"

Only good at killing?

Yan Lun was speechless: "A person who can survive two avalanches is not good at running?"

He would rather believe that sows can climb trees than that Duhuo can't run.