The Bai family first went to London, then to France, and finally settled in New York.
After about half a month of playing, Bai Twelve, who rarely went out, had a lot of fun. The gloom on his face was also wiped away, replaced by joy and relaxation. Looking at Bai Wanjun's expression, he also became gentle and affectionate, recovering. out of previous close relationships,
Because of Bai Twelve's diet, no matter where he went or where he settled, Bai Wanjun would always cook for Bai Twelve with his own hands, rain or shine.
Bai Twelve ate happily, and Bai Wanjun naturally felt comfortable doing so. This couple, who looked upon each other as if they were guests, proved to the world that they were in love. In fact, they had always been in love and had never changed.
"Wanjun, you must be tired." Bai Twelve came to the kitchen, gently hugged Bai Wanjun's body, asked him to put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, and said softly, "Let me wash it."
"This is not something men do." Bai Wanjun smiled and said, "Watch TV for a while, I will be fine soon."
"What do you mean it's not something a man should do?" Bai Twelve smiled and shook his head, "If you follow your logic, haven't you done a lot of things a man should do? Put it down and just wash the dishes."
After that, he ignored Bai Wanjun's objection and took away the bowl and chopsticks from Bai Wanjun's hand.
Bai Twelve didn't have as many bad habits as Brother Xiao Lin. He could cook well, but he just didn't touch greasy things. He quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, then came to the living room and sat next to Bai Wanjun. He said softly: "It's still early. , why don’t we go take a look at the night view, since we have rested for so long during the day, we just treat it as digestion after the meal, so we can rest later.”
Bai Wanjun nodded with a smile and said, "I listen to you."
After changing their clothes, the two went out hand in hand.
Unlike Bai Twelve, Bai Wanjun has been to most countries on the earth. Maybe not as Lin Ze has been to as many mountains and remote places that cannot be found on the world map, but Bai Wanjun has left his footprints in some major countries and cities. As for New York Bai Wanjun visits this kind of global financial center several times a year, so there is nothing particularly curious about it. However, with her knowledge of New York, she can act as a tour guide and commentator for Bai Twelve, who is visiting New York for the first time.
This pair of men and women, neither of whom looked very outstanding, were walking slowly on the brightly lit road. They were not in a hurry to pursue the scenery ahead, but only focused on the beauty around them.
Tired of walking, the two of them found an open-air place to drink coffee, looking at the people on the road without a glance.
"Sir, do you need to send a song to this lady?"
Suddenly, a man dressed like a homeless man stood in front of the two of them.
He is unshaven, like a downtrodden old man who has lost his career and love, but his dark blue eyes are shining with sincerity. The guitar on his back is a bit worn, but it is still clean enough and not ugly. It turns out that this homeless middle-aged man values this guitar far more than himself.
Bai Wanjun just smiled and said nothing, but Bai Twelve smiled and nodded: "Of course, you can sing something."
Bai Wanjun is proficient in many languages, and Bai Twelve's language skills are not weak either. When he has nothing to do at home, he always looks for something to enrich himself. As a universal language, English is naturally one of Bai Twelve's learning projects.
"I know everything." The man said confidently,
"Then let's play one of your favorite songs." Bai Twelve smiled and said,
"Okay, sir."
Bai Twelve doesn't care whether a man can do anything. He just thinks that this man sings with great emotion. Maybe his voice is not so perfect, but paired with that sincere and vivid emotion, it really makes people feel happy.
After the song ended, the man bowed slightly to the Bai family and his wife.
Although Bai Twelve rarely goes out, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know any common sense about life. After singing a song, he should be given a certain amount of reward in return.
Taking out a dollar bill with a face value of one hundred, Bai Twelve said kindly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The man took the money, and the look of despair on his face suddenly changed.
There was a hint of terrifying severity in his clear eyes, and just for a moment, his other hand holding the guitar suddenly reached towards Bai Twelve,
As fast as lightning, as powerful as a rainbow,
It’s hard to imagine that a middle-aged man who was slightly artistic just a second ago would burst out with such terrifying momentum.
Whoosh,
A white light pierced the pupils of the two people like lightning, and in just a moment, the sharp object approached Bai Twelve's throat.
bite,
Bai Twelve didn't even look at it with his eyes. He casually flicked out two fingers and swung the sharp weapon away. The next second, he spilled the coffee on the table, which immediately blurred the middle-aged man's sight.
"Walk."
Bai Twelve took his wife's arm and quickly left this place of trouble and trouble.
Their pace was very agile, Bai Twelve was very fast, and Bai Wanjun's speed was not slow at all. Bai Twelve was not curious about this at all. After all, for a couple who have lived together for many years, what could Bai Wanjun have on him? What Bai Twelve doesn’t know is,
Turning into a quiet street, a hint of confusion appeared on Bai Twelve's face. As he walked, he muttered in a low voice: "This is my first time in New York. Why would someone want to kill me?"
As the eldest son of the Bai family, no matter how reclusive he is, he is a hundred times more rational and calm than ordinary people when facing dangers and assassinations. This does not conflict with his gentle and kind personality at all.
He asked, but Bai Wanjun's expression was a little complicated, but she did not answer Bai Twelve's question.
Bai Twelve shook his head slightly and turned to look at his wife: "Our Bai family is in New York. Do we have any enemies?"
"Yes, but I don't have the guts to do such a thing." Bai Wanjun shook her head gently.
"That's strange." Bai Twelve smiled helplessly, "Today's killer obviously doesn't think I look like his enemy, although I do have a popular face."
Bai Wanjun was comforted by her husband's calm and even joking attitude. After all, he was a descendant of the Bai family. Even though he had just experienced a life-and-death assassination, he could still analyze it calmly and normally at this moment.
"Don't think so much, I will arrange for someone to investigate." A stern look flashed in Bai Wanjun's eyes, "No matter who wants to deal with you, I will not make it easy for him."
Bai Wanjun shook his head slightly and said: "It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. If it can be resolved peacefully, try not to use violence. After all, I am not hurt now."
When Bai Wanjun heard this, she held Bai Twelve's hand affectionately: "You are so kind, but the most vulnerable people in this world are kind people."
"What does that matter?" Bai Twelve smiled softly, "As long as the people I care about are kind to me, I will be the happiest person."
Bai Wanjun smiled and went home side by side with Bai Twelve.
Back at the hotel, Bai Wanjun urged her husband to take a shower and go to bed, while she went back to the study to deal with some urgent documents. Bai Twelve was already familiar with his wife's workaholic character, but he didn't say anything. He just took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
After Bai Wanjun returned to the study, a slightly strange light flickered on her face, and she sat calmly on the chair. However, she did not turn on the computer, but picked up the phone.
Dudu,
The phone rang just once and then the call was answered.
"Who did it?" Bai Wanjun asked in an indifferent tone.
In front of Bai Twelve, she remained calm enough, but at this moment, she could no longer conceal the anger in her heart.
assassinate her husband,
This person will definitely die, she promised herself,
"Not sure." A mechanical voice came from the other end of the microphone.
"Exclusions." Bai Wanjun said,
"The possibility of the Dex family is 20%, the possibility of other forces in New York is 30%, and the remaining 50% is in Yanjing." After a three-minute pause, the caller called came the reply,
Fifty percent is in Yanjing,
Bai Wanjun's eyes suddenly lit up,
Who in Yanjing would attack Bai Twelve?
There are many possibilities, but in Bai Wanjun's opinion, there is only one person in Yanjing who is most worthy of her suspicion, and this person is also the least likely to make her suspicious.
who,
Bai Twelve’s biological grandfather,
He has made Bai Twelve's mentality undergo violent ups and downs more than once. He also has absolute confidence in Bai Twelve's skills, so much so that Mr. Bai tried every means to make Bai Twelve become like his father, who was loved by Yan. Everyone in Beijing calls him, Boss Bai,
Mr. Bai's last dream in this life is for Bai Twelve to be like his father, a man who shocks Yanjing and even China.
And Bai Twelve definitely possesses all these qualities and abilities.
But now, he still lacks something, something that can transform him and completely subvert himself, hate,
