Chapter 430
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she hasn't been home for several days, so Yang Zimei plans to go home to see her family.
She didn't want to take the snow lake, but it refused. She said that Xiaoqian would go, and it had to follow.
Yang Zimei was helpless and had to go out with it.
The buses in city a are often crowded, especially at this time of the evening. Anyway, it is only 20 minutes to walk. Therefore, she chooses to walk.
Walking, I suddenly felt that I was staring at by a pair of eyes behind my back, as if with killing intention.
Pupil Mou tiny MI, bow head caresses snow lake that smooth fur, "snow lake, know someone is following us?"
"Well, it's about 20 meters behind you, the man in black." Snow lake lazily narrowed his eyes and said, "just like that, all want to assassinate you. It's beyond our capacity."
"He has a gun on him?" Yang Zimei asked.
"I don't know what a gun is."
"Stupid, I don't know a gun." Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing, "that man has a pistol and a sharp blade."
Yang Zimei quickly looked back -
the man looked at her eyes, but did not shrink back, just slightly lowered his head to avoid her eyes, as if he was an ordinary walking person.
Yang Zimei squinted at him and saw that he was carrying a lot of lives on his back. His body was full of refined muscles. His steps were very stable and heavy. Moreover, his stride span was precise and uniform, and the deviation was less than an inch.
This man should have been a mercenary!
Who wants to hire someone to assassinate himself?
She is a physiognomy. Although she can calculate other people's good or bad fortune, once it comes to her own, there is no way to calculate it.
This is the so-called "Xiangshi" who is not himself.
The man put his hand in his pocket, obviously holding a miniature pistol.
Gun, a modern hot weapon, is powerless in front of it even if it is highly skilled.
Yang Zimei really does not want to have such a person behind him.
She looked around and flashed like a phantom into a side alley.
The killer saw her suddenly flash into the alley, and her eyebrows jumped. The sensitivity of her profession made him understand that the other party had found him.
She was just a weak girl, and he didn't care about her. He just wanted to kill her at the right time.
He chased into the alley and was looking for her figure everywhere. However, he heard her voice ringing in the back: "looking for me?"
He was surprised and looked back. He held the gun more tightly and was ready to pull it out at any time.
I don't know what happened. She stood four meters behind him with a delicate, slender and white hand, caressing the fur of the fox like dog in her arms. Her smile was light, her eyelids were drooping, and her dark eyes were like stars in the sky. She looked at him faintly, as if looking at an acquaintance.
Such a girl should not have been afraid, but for some reason, a sense of crisis that he had never felt since her debut surged into his heart, making him nervous in vain. His muscles were tense. The hand holding the gun in his trouser pocket actually trembled slightly, and the palms were sweating
She slowly approached him with a smile
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she hasn't been home for several days, so Yang Zimei plans to go home to see her family.
She didn't want to take the snow lake, but it refused. She said that Xiaoqian would go, and it had to follow.
Yang Zimei was helpless and had to go out with it.
The buses in city a are often crowded, especially at this time of the evening. Anyway, it is only 20 minutes to walk. Therefore, she chooses to walk.
Walking, I suddenly felt that I was staring at by a pair of eyes behind my back, as if with killing intention.
Pupil Mou tiny MI, bow head caresses snow lake that smooth fur, "snow lake, know someone is following us?"
"Well, it's about 20 meters behind you, the man in black." Snow lake lazily narrowed his eyes and said, "just like that, all want to assassinate you. It's beyond our capacity."
"He has a gun on him?" Yang Zimei asked.
"I don't know what a gun is."
"Stupid, I don't know a gun." Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing, "that man has a pistol and a sharp blade."
Yang Zimei quickly looked back -
the man looked at her eyes, but did not shrink back, just slightly lowered his head to avoid her eyes, as if he was an ordinary walking person.
Yang Zimei squinted at him and saw that he was carrying a lot of lives on his back. His body was full of refined muscles. His steps were very stable and heavy. Moreover, his stride span was precise and uniform, and the deviation was less than an inch.
This man should have been a mercenary!
Who wants to hire someone to assassinate himself?
She is a physiognomy. Although she can calculate other people's good or bad fortune, once it comes to her own, there is no way to calculate it.
This is the so-called "Xiangshi" who is not himself.
The man put his hand in his pocket, obviously holding a miniature pistol.
Gun, a modern hot weapon, is powerless in front of it even if it is highly skilled.
Yang Zimei really does not want to have such a person behind him.
She looked around and flashed like a phantom into a side alley.
The killer saw her suddenly flash into the alley, and her eyebrows jumped. The sensitivity of her profession made him understand that the other party had found him.
She was just a weak girl, and he didn't care about her. He just wanted to kill her at the right time.
He chased into the alley and was looking for her figure everywhere. However, he heard her voice ringing in the back: "looking for me?"
He was surprised and looked back. He held the gun more tightly and was ready to pull it out at any time.
I don't know what happened. She stood four meters behind him with a delicate, slender and white hand, caressing the fur of the fox like dog in her arms. Her smile was light, her eyelids were drooping, and her dark eyes were like stars in the sky. She looked at him faintly, as if looking at an acquaintance.
Such a girl should not have been afraid, but for some reason, a sense of crisis that he had never felt since her debut surged into his heart, making him nervous in vain. His muscles were tense. The hand holding the gun in his trouser pocket actually trembled slightly, and the palms were sweating
She slowly approached him with a smile
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