Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

This French restaurant has a large area, and the decoration style is also the most typical French romance. The location of the bathroom is exactly opposite to where Fu Zhenhong is sitting.

Although Fu Zhenhong got up soon after Gin Jiu and the man in the suit got up, but his walking speed was not fast.Fu Zhenhong deliberately slowed down, falling behind Gin and the man in the gray suit for about a minute and a half.

When Fu Zhenhong walked through the quiet corridor and was about to turn right and pass the corner, she happened to meet the man in the gray suit who came out of the toilet head-on.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance, the man in the suit paused and was stunned for a moment. Immediately afterwards, a deep shock appeared in his eyes, and a suspicious blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at him lightly, to be precise, after glancing at his wrist, she immediately looked away and passed him by.

The man in the suit subconsciously turned his head to look at Fu Zhenhong. It wasn't until Fu Zhenhong disappeared in the men's bathroom that he reluctantly looked away, patted his chest, and told himself in his heart what was the most important right now. The important side goes towards the restaurant seating.

As soon as Fu Zhenhong stepped into the men's toilet, her right temple was blocked by a cold and hard object.Although Fu Zhenhong mainly used a scalpel to attack because of his ostensible occupation, he was no stranger to the muzzle of the gun that was pressing against his temple.

The □□M1983F□□ produced in Italy in 92 is mainly made of light alloy. The gun is very light in weight, but its performance is quite excellent.Fu Zhenhong treasured the first one, and then gave it to Karasuma Renye, signaling Karasuma Renye to give this gun to Gin, who was officially awarded the title by the organization.

After going around like this, this gun unexpectedly met Fu Zhenhong again in this form.

Feeling the strong murderous intent and chill coming from the muzzle of the gun, Fu Zhenhong's expression did not change, but he just said lightly: "Is it too impolite to point such a dangerous weapon at a stranger?"

"Strangers don't follow in on purpose." Qin Jiu's voice was cold and cold, and his whole body was filled with an extremely fierce and murderous air.

Fu Zhenhong said unhurriedly: "If I remember correctly, this is not a private venue."

The eyes under the brim of the gin hat flashed sharply: "You don't look scared at all."

"Afraid?" Fu Zhenhong hooked the corners of her lips slightly, and looked at the silver-haired man beside her without fear, with the muzzle of the gun pressed against her temple: "Can you shoot?"

Qin Jiu's figure was very tall, even taller than Fu Zhenhong's. From Fu Zhenhong's angle, he could clearly see the outline of the silver-haired man's facial features under the black top hat, deep and tough.

He has a straight nose and sharp lips. At this moment, because of Fu Zhenhong's movements, his deep dark green pupils are half-closed, like a lonely and dangerous beast that is full of danger and may rush to bite its prey at any time. .

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes, and faced Qin Jiu's careful gaze with serious scrutiny without hesitation.

Due to the deviation of the face, the muzzle of the gun that was originally touching Fu Zhenhong's temple was also stuck to his forehead through the bangs, it was dark, cold, hard and full of murderous aura.

"If you want to shoot, you have already done it from the moment I came in." Fu Zhenhong said it in a slow tone.

Gin is undoubtedly the most successful killer trained by the organization. As a killer who swims in the dark world, Gin is ruthless and ruthless, but his ruthlessness is not a kind of bloody cruelty, but a kind of rationality and calmness. decisive.

Excellent reasoning, analysis, and insight allow him to judge the next plan or plan in the shortest possible time.

Fu Zhenhong knew without guessing, from the moment he got up and walked towards the bathroom, Qin Jiu had already noticed him.

And after he came in, Qin Jiu didn't choose to shoot directly, which was enough to show that the other party's doubts about him were greater than the decisive execution.

What's more, shooting at this place at this time, even if the muzzle is equipped with a silencer, will undoubtedly cause a huge commotion, and the follow-up processing and finishing work may only cause Gin to get into endless troubles for a long time in the future .

Even if it was to kill him, he would not choose to kill him with a gun.

Qin Jiu read this meaning from Fu Zhenhong's words, and his eyebrows moved slightly, showing a half-smile expression: "Most people's fearlessness is due to ignorance, so which one are you?"

Rarely, he would feel something akin to curiosity about an insignificant stranger.

so calm...

So calm that Gin had a pitiful expression that wanted him to show terrified terror.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows slightly: "Because you're curious about me." He replied slowly, his light and magnetic voice revealing a few deep and deep meanings.

The originally condensed and tense atmosphere seemed to have changed the moment his words fell, adding a kind of ambiguity and tenderness that seemed to be absent.

"Am I right?" Fu Zhenhong stared at Gin's dark green pupils with her pitch-black eyes.

The eyes of the two are intertwined in the air.

Fu Zhenhong gently fluttered his eyelashes, and the black and slender eyelashes like crow feathers smudged the passion at the end of his eyes. He slightly pursed his beautifully curved lips, and the smile he pulled out seemed to be a posturing Seduction is also like casual and playful.

Qin Jiu was stunned for two seconds, licked his slightly dry lips, and there was a faint smile in his cold voice: "It's purely about the appearance, you do have the charm that makes people feel beautiful."

Gin gave a plausible answer.

His hand holding the gun slowly moved down, and the cold and dark muzzle of the gun slid from Fu Zhenhong's forehead, over his high nose bridge, to his soft lips, and finally stopped on Fu Zhenhong's white and delicate chin Down.

Qin Jiu took a step forward, his oppressive tall body rushed towards his face with a fierce spirit, the shortened distance between the two made the air narrower, he lifted Fu Zhenhong's chin with the muzzle of his gun, Leaning closer to Fu Zhenhong.

"There are many ways to kill a person." A smile appeared on Gin Jiu's pale and handsome face, and the scar left on his left cheek near his eyes made him look cold like a blade. cold.

"What's your purpose?" Gin rarely lowered his voice, but there was a creepier sense of trembling in his deeper voice, "Or, what do you want to get from me when you come here?"

The more beautiful a person is, the more dangerous he is. A beautiful skin that is too deceptive is often accompanied by endless crime, blood and contention.

The black-haired man in front of him seemed to be tall and slender, and he didn't seem to be aggressive at all, but Qin Jiu would not naively think that the other party was just an ordinary person with no power to restrain himself.

Due to his status, Qin Jiu habitually thinks about whether this person belongs to a certain force. If necessary, Qin Jiu doesn't mind taking another life.

"What do you think I want from you?" Fu Zhenhong smiled softly, he raised his hand, and his cool palm covered Qin Jiu's hand holding the handle.

At the moment when the skins touched, the soft and delicate touch caused a strange feeling in Qin Jiu's heart. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and he loaded the gun with one hand in the current posture.

There was still no panic on Fu Zhenhong's expression, and the smile on his face even became stronger.

Qin Jiu twitched the corners of his lips, moved his face towards Fu Zhenhong, and said with great interest, "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Temptation?" Fu Zhenhong shook his head: "The real temptation is not like this." He paused for a moment, and at the same time retracted his hand, the tip of his index finger scratched the back of Gin Jiu's hand seemingly unintentionally.

Very light touch, almost negligible strength, and fleeting.

Before Qin Jiu was about to speak, Fu Zhenhong said nonchalantly: "Put your gun away, maybe I will be more honest."

Gin narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Are you threatening me?"

Even though he said so, he still put the gun back, but in the next second, he directly grabbed Fu Zhenhong's neck with his hand and pressed him against the wall, leaning down fiercely .

He tightened his hands while admiring the change of Fu Zhenhong's expression, but to Qin Jiu's disappointment, the suffocation of being gradually deprived of air still didn't make the black-haired man show any fear or panic.

interesting.

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows and let go of his strength.

Fu Zhenhong coughed, raised her eyes to look at Qin Jiu, and said softly, "You hurt me."

If it weren't for his too calm tone and the slightest grievance in his eyes, such words would be like acting like a baby.

Qin Jiu didn't speak, he fixed his eyes on Fu Zhenhong's eyes, trying to see more details from those dark eyes.

"There should be bruises left." Fu Zhenhong said again.

Following Fu Zhenhong's words, Qin Jiu's gaze shifted to Fu Zhenhong's neck.

The slender and slender neck has smooth and beautiful lines, and the curve from the chin to the collarbone is so graceful that it reminds people of a noble white swan. It is thin, flawless, and has a tough and unyielding curvature.

Eye-catching red finger marks also appeared on the originally delicate and fair skin, which revealed a bit of abusive fragility and seductiveness for no reason.

It arouses the vague plunder and possession deep in the heart.

Qin Jiu's eyes darkened in an instant, and his eyes looking at Fu Zhenhong also changed from a simple and awe-inspiring look at the beginning to a thought mixed with other meanings.

Fu Zhenhong touched her neck, pursed her lips, met Qin Jiu's gaze, and said slowly: "It hurts me, it makes me very unhappy."

"And if I'm not happy..." Fu Zhenhong's voice slowly softened. The moment the last note fell, a blade emitting a cold light slid out of his sleeve. Before Qin Jiu could react, In an instant, Fu Zhenhong raised her hand and cut a five centimeter long wound on Qin Jiu's neck with lightning speed.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the wound, and Gin's dark green pupils shrank suddenly.

"If I'm not happy, I'll have to pay a price..." Fu Zhenhong's icy voice sounded slowly in the narrow air, like a sword blade soaked in a cold pool for thousands of years, suddenly surfaced in the cold moon The piercing cold light diffused down.