Hebi finally untied Jizel's rope. Jizel immediately fought back. Then after Hebi clamped her hands with one hand, Jizel surrendered. She was very conscious of the current affairs.

"Can you return my gun to me?" Jizel said in a low voice as he rubbed the bruises on his hands.

Why smile: "Guess, will I pay you back?"

"No!" Jizel looked up at He Bi's side face and said in frustration.

Why turn your head and show Jizel his white teeth, and smile and said, "This is what you said yourself. If I return it to you, I will destroy your throne. Oh, I have to suffer the trouble and save it for you."

Jizel was about to speak, so why bother to interrupt: "Don't worry, I won't charge you for storage."

Gizel: "…"

"By the way, where are you going?" Jizel asked.

"We are going to Miami!" Lin Lai turned to Jizel and replied. She seemed to be intentional intrusion and did not give Jizel more chance to communicate with him.

"Miami, it's great. I'm going to Miami too!" Jizel said excitedly.

Lin Lai frowned. It was one thing for her to help Jizel, but she was definitely not happy with Jizel in the car for a few days.

"Do you want your car?" Lin Lai said with concern: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a car repair shop along the way. You can just wait in the car repair shop. The people in the car repair shop will take your car back to the car repair shop for repair."

Jizel blushed and whispered: "That car is not mine, I'll steal someone else's."

Lin Lai: "…"

Frank looked at Hebi through the rearview mirror, and thought to himself that this was the reason why Hebi didn't want Jizel to get on the car. He was a little impressed with Hebi's sharp eyes. Unfortunately, Frank didn't know that Hebi's eyes were not just fierce, but could penetrate all matter under the "detection technique".

When he arrived at the next refueling service station, Lin Lai finally changed to the back seat as he wished. Unfortunately, Xu Yifan changed to the driver's seat and Frank changed to the co-pilot to rest.

Jizel pretended to be pitiful and pleased all the way, but he was not left behind, but the matter of doing sex was changed from Frank to her.

The next day, when it was still dawn, why both of you finally arrived in Miami, Florida?

Fuel service station.

Why get off the car and loosen your muscles and bones, and hand Jizel four hundred dollars.

"Buy breakfast, I don't have sweets for my portion."

"Okay!" Gizel's eyes lit up when he saw that there were four hundred dollars, and he quickly put it in his pocket.

Jizel and Lin Lai sat in the back row. They slept well last night and had already woken up at this time. Only Frank, who was awakened by Why Did You Need to Change in the middle of the night, was still asleep.

"Jizel, wait a moment, I'll go with you." Lin Lai shook the wash bag in his hand and smiled: "I bought two new wash bags before, and I'll give you one."

"Thank you!" Jizel was overjoyed.

"..." Why look at Lin Lai and Jizel's backs, thinking that Lin Lai is more scheming. Foreign women seem to be clever on the surface, but in fact they don't have much real scheming.

Why did I have to spend less than a minute after breakfast? I waited for Lin Lai and Jizel to wash up, but I wasted more than thirty minutes.

Alas, troublesome woman.

Why drive with a gloomy face? Lin Lai and Jizel looked at each other, covering their mouths and laughing secretly. Who knows when these two women became so familiar?

An hour later, why look at the dilapidated hotel in front of you?

"Gizel, is this the best hotel in Miami you said?" Why turn your head and glar at Jizel coldly? Could this long-legged girl have any misunderstandings about the best, or is the foreigner's vision so strange?

Jizel awkwardly touched his tall nose: "I came to Miami for a trip when I was a child, and this hotel is indeed the best hotel in Miami in the whole of it."

"Your memory when you were a child can count now? Aunt, you are Guigen this year." Why do you want to kill Jizel with your eyes?

Gizel: "…"

Miami Hotel, hehe, the name of this hotel is also very frightening. Why do you feel that this is from an old district on the way, but you are still deceived by its name?

"Then let's stay here for a day first! I'm so sleepy after driving all night. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed quickly." Why bother and couldn't help but glar at Jizel.

Jizel was attentive to help Why open the trunk to get your luggage? He saw a huge box at first sight.

"Do you want to take this?" The foreign woman was quite strong. Jizel was carrying two big bags in both hands, and looked relaxed.

"No need!" Why bother to speak and whisper in the ear of Jizel, "If you want to steal my car, I promise you will die miserably, miserable."

Jizel's face changed and he said tactfully: "How could it be that your car is so ugly, it's not the type I like."

Why lock the trunk with a sneer?

Jizel followed Hebi with two duffel bags. She really had the idea of ​​paying attention to the car when he was fighting. Hebi's car was a little ugly, but it was full of power. However, Jizel was still stolen and had a good idea. Hebi wanted to take all Hebi's luggage first, but unfortunately he saw through it.

"Boss, how many rooms do you want?" A gray-haired hotel manager greeted him.

Why do you think a few people walked into the hotel lobby and found that the appearance of the hotel was a bit broken, but the decoration inside was quite exquisite, with a low-key decoration style.

"Is there a suite?" Why ask.

The hotel manager replied: "Yes! There is a luxurious suite with two bedrooms and one living room."

Well, really? It seems that a hotel with such a sexy name as Miami Hotel is not bad.

"Give me a suite." Why do you pay as you say, "and then come to the best luxury single room for my friends."

Frank nodded politely.

"No problem!" the hotel manager said and looked at Gizel.

"This is an idle person." Why do you say with certainty?

"Give me the worst cheap single room!" Jizel smiled flatteringly. Seeing why he had to take action so graciously, she didn't want to leave so quickly.

"Look at my mouth!" Why do you hook your fingers and let Gizel approach: "Get out--!"

Thirty minutes later, why take a comfortable hot shower and sleep soundly on the big bed in your room.

Jizel didn't leave. At this time, she was lying on the large sofa in the living room in Lin Lai's pajamas, fiddling with her long wet hair with her hands.

"Lai, the sofa in the living room is so big, I can just sleep on the sofa at night." Jizel stretched out his beautiful legs and said to Lin Lai, who was wiping his hair.

Lin Lai stopped the movements in her hand and looked at Jizel. Lin Lai regretted it again. After taking a shower, Jizel put on Lin Lai's pajamas. Jizel's figure was larger than Lin Lai. She wore a size smaller pajamas and exposed her slender legs. She was so sexy.

Lin Lai turned around and took out five hundred dollars from his wallet. After thinking about it, he took out another five hundred more, making up a thousand.

"Gizel, I'll give you this money. You're a girl outside and you don't have any money on you."

The foreign woman didn't know how to refuse. The car that Jizel stolen broke down halfway and didn't have time to take it off. Now she really needed the money, so she took it with pleasure and smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Lai, I will definitely pay you back after I earned the money."

Lin Lai immediately smiled and said, "There is no hurry to make money, then you can change to a single room now."

Gizel: "…"

A row of apartment buildings behind the Grand Miami Hotel.

After the killer Lyon woke up, he restrained himself to do a hundred sit-ups. He was getting older and he had to maintain enough exercise to prevent his muscles from atrophy.

The life cycle of the killer industry is extremely short. Lyon is still able to take orders until his age because of his hard work and his almost stubborn self-control.

After finishing a hundred sit-ups, Lyon began to drink the first glass of milk in the morning, then took a hot bath, carried out his favorite potted plant, carefully wiped each leaf, and placed it under the windowsill to bask in the sun. Then Lyon turned on the TV to watch cartoons. If nothing happened, Lyon could stay in the room all day.

After watching a set of cartoons repeatedly, it was already past eleven o'clock. Usually, Lyon will go out only after he goes out on a task or drinks the milk in the kitchen. Today, Lyon has finished drinking the last glass of milk.

Lyon changed into a windbreaker that he thought was the most inconspicuous. At his age, he no longer pursues handsomeness and trends. In fact, as a qualified killer, Lyon never pursues innovation and trends to death. Low-key is the way for the killer to survive. No one would think of it. Under the coat of a middle-aged man with a somewhat dull expression, there were two short guns, a long spear, six grenades, and two Swiss army knives hidden under the coat of the coat of the middle-aged man with a somewhat dull expression.

As soon as Lyon walked out of the door, he met the rebellious little daughter from his neighbor's house.

"Is life always so hard, or is it just like this in childhood?" Matida asked with her eyes blankly.

Lyon is not good at lying. Even when facing a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, Lyon swallowed secretly and said, "It's always so hard!"

Matida: “…”

Lyon turned around and left. The little girl's eyes burned so hard that he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He was not going out today.

"Hey-! I'm going to the convenience store, do you want me to bring you some milk or something?" Matida asked suddenly.

Lyon stopped and said nothing, and he was not used to having interactions with anyone.

"If you don't speak, I will act as your default! I know you always buy a brand of milk, and I will help you bring it." Madida said happily in her voice.

Lyon turned around and Mathida had already gone downstairs.

Matida walked out of the apartment and passed by Stan Phil and his group in the alley.

Stan Phil came to Matida's doorstep, took out a small medicine box from his pocket, took out a small pill and ate it.

Stan Phil took a deep breath, looked up at his subordinates who were looking at him and smiled: "It's really the tranquility before the storm."

"Give me the gun."

"Bang--!"

"Bang bang bang--!"

Lyon in the room pulled out his gun reflexively, walked quickly to the door, and peered outside through the cat's eyes on the door. The one who was shot was Matida's house.

Grand Miami Hotel.

Why open your eyes almost at the same time as Frank.

It's gunshot.
Chapter completed!