Rolling around on the phone, it looked like Yahan and her mother were talking on the phone. She shook her head, silently signaled a few times, and went to another room. After a while, the female boss Monica brought something to eat.
. Dragging a decent-looking trolley and knocking on the door of Jiaming's room, Jiaming was still wearing his original clothes, but he had obviously taken a shower.
"You finished washing it so quickly?" Yahan said.
"Battle bath." Jia Ming replied with a smile, reaching out to open the lid of the cart. The aroma of food wafted out, including steak, eggs, buns, corn soup and coffee, in duplicate, "So
Hearty breakfast."
"Probably according to the lunch specifications." Yahan, who was still wearing a thick bathrobe, smiled and shrugged, "Then do you need anything else? Guest?"
"Well, if you need a beautiful woman to eat with me, it would be perfect. The best profession is a teacher."
"As you wish." Yahan nodded, smiled brightly, and pushed the small dining cart in, "But why should it be a teacher?"
"I'm a student, and the uniform is tempting...well, ahem..."
"Go to hell!"
She kicked out with a smile. It was just for show, so naturally it was impossible to kick Jiaming. However, the force was unstable and the slippers flew out. Jiaming caught it smoothly. With a "Wow", she touched her bare feet.
on the carpet.
"Give me back the shoes... um... um..."
Before she could finish her subconscious words, Jia Ming leaned down naturally, pinched her bare ankles, and reached out to help her put on the slippers. Yahan suddenly became quiet, and for some reason, she was
There seemed to be a tingling sensation in the place where Jiaming pinched her. When Jiaming turned around and opened the curtains of the room, she twisted her feet on the carpet a few times and pushed the car over. When the curtains were opened, she was still facing the other side.
A similar snow scene on the balcony, with skylight shining in, a small table placed in the room, and two chairs facing each other, she took a breath.
"Uh... so beautiful. How long are we going to stay here? Jiaming?"
"I don't know, maybe a day or two."
"I called my mother just now and she said that the plane has finally stopped, maybe it will be stopped for several days."
"It seems like you've fallen in love with this place."
While chatting and laughing, the two of them sat on both sides of the chairs and started to eat. They didn't have a good night's rest and didn't eat, so both of them looked like they were gobbling it down. However, when they saw Jia Ming killing three times, five times, five times and two times in front of him.
After eating most of the food, Yahan still smiled and cut half of the steak, then took two pieces of bread and handed them over.
"It's so much," she said inarticulately while filling her mouth with corn soup.
"Then I'm welcome."
Even though the other party rushed over half of the food, Jia Ming still quickly got rid of the things in front of him. While sitting there drinking coffee, Yahan also slowed down his eating speed and asked a question: "You
This morning I said two friends here were in trouble..."
"Well, their family belongs to the Mafia." Jia Ming nodded calmly, briefly talking about the power of the New York Mafia and the conflict between Gambino and Salier, "If it's just temporary. In fact, things can be settled easily. You
You know, I am a killer, I can just find a place to hit John D'Amico... I guarantee that Gambino will be in chaos for another half a year..."
When she was pretending to be Jian Suyan, she was cold, aloof and ruthless. When she said these words, she might feel oppressive. However, with her ordinary appearance and her joking expression, Yahan didn't feel any nervousness at all.
But he knew that the other party was telling the truth. In his weird mood, he laughed for a moment: "Tsk, you don't look like a killer now. People thought you were playing games."
"Well, there's no other way. Disguising like this is the best. And it's a true performance..." He touched his nose, "But this method treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. In fact, it doesn't matter Gambino. I'm worried about it."
yes……"
"Who is that Pei Luojia?"
"..." Jia Ming was stunned for a moment, then snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Quan Zhong, in fact, according to the current situation, it is not difficult for Pei Luojia to know that they are my friends, but Pei Luojia's current situation
...Oh, Castro gave Zhuang Amir a lot of power. Now that Castro is dead, Zhuang should become the actual manager of North America. This person likes to read "The Art of War", North America
After that, Fang must have tried his best to restrain his strength. If I left, he wouldn't always think about revenge. Of course, he might curse me several times a day... Well, he can curse tulips..."
Now that he has decided to tell Yahan about the matter, Jiaming does not hide it. This is not such an important and dark inside story, not to mention that the meaning of Yahan is different from Lingjing and Shasha. For those two girls, he hopes to give
Protection, for Yahan, he has always been a friend on an equal footing. In fact, his ability is not strong. What is more is technology that is more than 20 years ahead of his time and his understanding of the current batch of killers. His killing skills actually come from
Because I didn’t want to die at the beginning, I handled things based on my previous experience. Really
His reaction and innovation ability are at most at the level of an ordinary person, even Han. What's more, having a friend in this world who can say anything, it feels really good.
—
"In that case, can't you ask the miracle of creation to take a look at it?" Yahan said doubtfully.
"It seems that this is the only way. Now the Miracle of Creation is suppressing Pei Luojia. The Kingdom of Wisdom has too deep connections with the FBI and the National Security Agency of the United States. It is basically a balance between the national borders. Under such circumstances, if there is a little care from the Miracle of Creation, according to
If Zhuang is cautious, nothing big will happen." Jiaming nodded and smiled, "But... I really don't want to get involved with these organizations..."
Yahan finished the last bit of steak and took a sip of soup: "Say it like an old man..."
"I owe you a favor and it's hard to pay it back in the future. I really don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but there are some things I can't help myself with..." He smiled mockingly.
Yahan frowned: "Then what should we do... Let that Yanhuang Awakening help, you owe Yanhuang Awakening's favor, and Yanhuang Awakening owes the miracle of creation. When these two parties join forces, isn't Pei Luojia even more afraid to move? You
I said Yanhuang Awakening was pretty good."
"I owe them a favor, and the final result is to join them. However, that is not important, the important thing is..." Jiaming took a sip of coffee, "My teacher told me that even if it means death, I will never do it in this life."
Join any organization and don't let anyone order you. In fact, his treatment in Pei Luojia is already very high. He doesn't have to do much, and he also has free time. He can control it by himself. Everything doesn't matter... But he still rebelled.
, probably for freedom..."
Seemingly infected by some of the emotions in Jiaming's words, Yahan smiled, thinking of no good solution. After a moment, she asked: "What do those two women have to do with you... I
But I’m asking you for Lingjing Shasha!”
Jiaming smiled: "I rescued two people a few years ago, and then got to know each other. One is thirty years old, and the other is her daughter. She just turned fourteen this year. What are you thinking? Haha, they are good friends.
That’s all…”
Hearing what Jiaming said, Yahan just felt relieved and sheepishly tried to show off a few words. They joked and laughed for a while. The two of them packed up the tableware and pushed it out the door as Monica said. Since they didn't sleep well last night,
, both of them needed to catch up on their sleep. After saying good morning at the door, Jia Ming returned to the room. The door behind him was pushed open again. Yahan stood outside the door and looked at him, and then rushed to his door in two or two steps.
In front of him, his face was red.
"What, what's wrong..." Jia Ming took a step back and subconsciously turned sideways on guard.
"I... uh... I..." she stuttered, taking a deep breath, "uh... my wallet... seems to be placed here... ah... ah... isn't it...
Well, I remembered it wrong, bye, good morning, have a good sleep..."
With a few puffs, Yahan ran out again with fast steps. After about two seconds, she rushed back to the door, smiled and closed the door on Jiaming's side, leaving Jiaming alone.
There, he rolled his eyes.
Outside the door, Yahan, who was wearing a thick white bathrobe, stood blankly for a while, then pursed her lips, puffed up her cheeks, and gave herself a gentle slap in the face in annoyance: "Idiot, nympho...you are sick.
…”
Pushing the door open and entering the room, she jumped onto the bed in two or two steps. After pulling up the quilt, she squirmed a few times inside. Then she stretched out her hand and threw the big bathrobe she took off on the ground beside the bed. She turned her head.
I closed my eyes, then turned to the other side after a while. The light on the windowsill was too dazzling, so I turned back soon.
After going back and forth several times, she got out of bed wrapped in quilt, jumped to the window and closed the curtains, turned around with a jump, and with a bang, she fell to the ground with the quilt, and her naked upper half was exposed from the quilt.
came out.
The room was warm enough, and no one would see her. She pulled up the quilt angrily, and after a long while she wriggled back to the soft bed like a caterpillar. However, she tossed and turned, and for a while, she couldn't fall asleep.
"Zhang Yahan, you are dead..."
In the darkness, the woman's muttering to herself could be heard. In the other room, Jiaming was sleeping on the bed, having fallen into a deep sleep.
About two hours later, Yahan here had also fallen asleep. Jiaming opened his eyes and got up. It was noon...