With a stern look on his face, m gently pushed the door open a crack, looked at the foreign man standing in front of the 513 door, his dark eyes slightly raised, and saw the scorpion tattoo on the back of his hand.
“Israel’s Rattlesnake?!”
Awahara Zemi was shocked, "Is he a rattlesnake?"
Israeli mercenaries are spread all over the world, among which the "Rattlesnakes" are the most famous. They are ruthless and extremely lethal.
"Well," m nodded, slightly raised his lips, and showed a hint of ruthlessness, "I really want to know who is willing to pay so much money to kill me."
Awahara Zemei frowned slightly. He approached the crack of the door and stared at the man, not realizing at all how close the two people would get.
m lowered his head, looked at her who was close to him, and narrowed his eyes. In the corner where she couldn't see, his eyes were filled with a soft and intoxicating luster.
"He's gone." Awahara Zemei stared outside with all her attention.
The foreign man circled around the door. After learning from the nurse that the people inside had already left, he left immediately.
Awahara Zemi breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, M had already hidden her unnecessary emotions. She opened the door gently and glanced over, "Let's go."
"M!" Michelle stayed outside and didn't dare to leave. When she saw them coming out, she immediately came over to greet them, "What's wrong? What happened? Do you need my help?"
"It's nothing, don't worry, I'm leaving first." m followed Awahara Zemi and went down the stairs.
Michelle wanted to call him, but she could only stand there helplessly watching him grab her hand and leave. She knew very well about M's special identity, and there were some things that she, a medical assistant, could not get involved in. But, that
Who is this woman? M seems to be very special to her...
Walking out of the stairs, m hid Awahara Zemi behind him first, glanced around, and quickly ran out of the hospital. M walked over and was about to open the car door, "Give me the car keys." He stared at the car mirror, which clearly showed the building behind him.
There is a reflection on the top.
Awahara Zemei shook her head in disapproval, "I'll drive it."
"Get down!" M threw Awahara Zemi down, and a bullet hit the car.
"Damn it!" Awahara Zemi also realized what was going on, took out a gun from her boot and threw it to M, "I'll drive!"
m always blocked her in front of her, and people would pass by from time to time. The people above were not hit by several shots. During this gap, Awahara Zemi started the car, and m jumped on. The two drove the car and left quickly.
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In the car, M pressed his watch and said, "Nichun, the Rattlesnake people showed up at the hospital. They should be coming for me. Check it out... There's no need to send someone to respond, we'll go back right away!"
Awahara Zemi drove the car calmly, paying attention to the situation behind her from time to time.
"Don't worry, if you miss me the first time, they won't keep chasing you." M leaned back on the chair, his slightly long hair covering his eyes, occasionally blown up by the wind, revealing his deep brown eyes.
However, Awahara Zemi's expression was a little strange. Her hand holding the steering wheel was shaking. From time to time, she would cover her chest and frown.
Sensing something strange about her, M turned sideways and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Awahara Zemi gritted her teeth and drove the car very fast.
m's eyes widened suddenly, "Damn it! Stop the car!"
Without any explanation, he grabbed the steering wheel, turned the car to the side of the road, and then stepped on the brake. Looking at Awara Zemi, who was pale and dripping with cold sweat, he immediately unbuckled her seat belt and caught her trembling body.
"Xiaomei! What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly!"
Awara Zemei touched her heart in pain, "It hurts so much here."
m's face changed, and his hand immediately reached towards her chest.
Awahara Zemei was stunned for a moment, her face turned red, and she raised her hand and slapped her.
The slap was fast and hard, and a red mark immediately appeared on M's face. He just frowned slightly and said in a helpless tone, "Don't think nonsense, I just want to check."
"I'm fine." Awahara Zemei struggled to sit up from his arms. However, M didn't let go and pressed her onto the chair. "Don't move!" He frowned and opened her little coat.
, Awahara Zemei bit her lip, "I said I'm fine, you..."
When he saw the low-cut tights worn underneath, M's eyes flashed with a dark luster, but then he suppressed it again and decisively reached out to press his left breast...
His big hand covered her chest, and the warmth in his palm made Awahara Zemi's face become redder and redder. Her heartbeat accelerated in vain at this time, accompanied by the inexplicable pain.
M's eyebrows knitted even tighter, and he asked in a completely professional tone like a doctor, "Why do you jump so fast?"
Awahara Zemi glared at him angrily, her chest heaving a little.
As if he realized something, M raised his head, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he still explained calmly, "There is no medical equipment, so I can only use my hands instead."
"...Hurry up then." She almost gritted her teeth.
"Does it hurt?" m asked seriously, pressing the area rhythmically and with some force.
Awahara Zemei's face was so red that she was almost bleeding, and she shook her head stiffly.
At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the car door. The traffic policeman lowered his head and looked at the two people. At this time, M was almost pressing on Awahara Zemi, whose clothes were wide open, and his hand was covering her chest.
superior……
The traffic policeman looked clear and said in a business-like manner, "Sir, Miss, you are not allowed to park here." Then he squeezed his eyes teasingly and reminded him "kindly", "If you want to do that, there are motels nearby. Don't park on the highway."
On the edge."
Awahara Zemi had never been so embarrassed before. She wanted to find a hole to crawl in. But she didn't panic. She sat back down on her seat casually, bowed her head to the police, and said, "Sorry," with a calm look like a veteran in love.
The situation is commonplace.
The police did not give them any trouble and signaled them to drive away quickly.
Awahara Zemi closed her clothes, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove away with a screeching sound from the tires scraping against the ground.
m raised his eyebrows and tried to use a professional tone, "The heart rate is accelerated and there are symptoms of colic. You need a comprehensive examination."
"Thank you, Doctor M!" Awahara Zemei deliberately emphasized the word "doctor", her face was still ashen.
m coughed uncomfortably, "In the situation just now, I acted out of instinct..." Realizing that saying this might cause her to misunderstand, he quickly added, "My instinct was to check the patient's body, and
It’s not about touching a woman’s body. From a physiological point of view, the perfect breast that can make a man sexually excited is 34b. The most you can do is 32b, which basically won’t..."
Awara Zemi turned her head suddenly. She, who had always been calm and self-possessed, was so angry that she glared at him, "And you said you were just checking your heart?!"