Chapter 31: Master
Moonstone Teahouse.
Wei Xiaobao reclined lazily on the chair, holding a teacup in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly looking at Jiang Yirong who was sitting opposite.
When he came out with Guan Qing, the two often went to the cafΓ©, but when he came out alone, he liked to go to some teahouses, maybe he was used to drinking tea in the Qing Dynasty, and he was not used to drinking coffee that was no different from in his eyes.
After not seeing him for such a long time, he felt that Jiang Yirong had a little more look, and her tight figure was wrapped under a slim gray leather coat, which couldn't help but make people think about it. She seems to like to wear leather clothes outside of work.
"Have you seen enough!?"
Jiang Yirong, who had been staring at Wei Xiaobao and looked a little embarrassed, frowned, and glared at Wei Xiaobao dissatisfied.
"I guess I can't get enough of it in my life, if only I could take it home and watch it every day. β
Wei Xiaobao smiled, still looking at Jiang Yirong, his eyes kept wandering below the neck and above the shake, looking at it with relish.
"What the hell is asking me to come?"
Jiang Yirong glanced at Wei Xiaobao, who had a Y face, and said coldly.
During this time, Jiang Yirong, who was originally chasing Wei Xiaobao, rarely appeared again, probably because after staring for a while, she found that she didn't find any valuable clues, and she gave up a little.
"Of course it's a good thing, it depends on whether you want to make meritorious service or not. β
Wei Xiaobao sat up, put down the teacup, and instead lay on the table, looked at Jiang Yirong up close and said.
"What? You want to turn yourself in, and what are you doing to be nasty?"
Jiang Yirong sneered and looked at Wei Xiaobao.
"I'm serious, if you want to make meritorious deeds and catch bad guys, then we can cooperate. β
Wei Xiaobao put away the joke and began to get serious.
Jiang Yirong listened to Wei Xiaobao's words, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she hesitated for a moment.
"Say it. β
"I found out that someone was selling medicine right under your noses, and I hated that thing the most in my life, so I was going to help you. β
Wei Xiaobao looked serious.
"You help me, did I hear me right?"
"Believe it or not. β
Wei Xiaobao smiled, got up and walked out.
"Wait a minute, what are you talking about?
Seeing that Wei Xiaobao was leaving, Jiang Yirong also chased after her and followed behind to ask.
Wei Xiaobao, who was walking in front, showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, because Jiang Yirong took the bait.
"Wait for me to let you know, when the time comes, I'll have someone go to Bureau J to inform you. β
Wei Xiaobao said with a smile as he walked.
"If you dare to lie to me, I won't spare you!"
Jiang Yirong took a few steps and rushed to the front of Wei Xiaobao, looking at Wei Xiaobao with a slight threat.
"Good. β
Wei Xiaobao said, took a step sideways, bypassed Jiang Yirong and prepared to leave. He didn't dare to stay longer, otherwise Jiang Yirong would definitely ask endlessly.
But at this moment, Wei Xiaobao's eyes suddenly narrowed, pulled Jiang Yirong closer to his arms, and poured behind a tea table.
Just as Wei Xiaobao was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man with his head down and his right hand stretched into his arms coming towards him, and he couldn't help but smell a hint of danger.
"What for!"
"There's a killer!"
At the moment when the two of them fell to the ground, there were suddenly several silenced gunshots, and bullets whizzed past the edge of the table.
Immediately afterwards, I heard screams in the teahouse, and the tea customers fled in panic.
Sure enough, it's a killer.
"Keep your mouth alive!"
Wei Xiaobao, who fell under the tea table, shouted outside.
Just as the words fell, a black figure slashed out from the oblique stab, and a cold light that had originally attacked the killer's throat quickly changed direction, and slashed at the wrist of the killer's gun like lightning.
"Ahh
A scream sounded, and I saw that the killer's right hand was cut off, and the gun and arm were instantly separated and fell to the ground.
The killer bent over his broken arm with his left hand, in pain.
On the opposite side of the killer, a thin figure flashed cold light in his palm, looking at the killer coldly. If it weren't for Wei Xiaobao's stopping, the killer would already be a dead man.
Penknife.
Wei Xiaobao and Jiang Yirong also stood up at this time and saw the killer and the knife.
"Don't move!
Jiang Yirong pointed to the killer and the knife, warned loudly, and walked over.
"Be careful!"
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's voice sounded again.
Immediately afterwards, a black figure rushed out from the panicked tea guests, and a long knife in his hand stabbed Jiang Yirong like lightning!
Judging from the direction, this knife was originally stabbed at Wei Xiaobao, but Jiang Yirong rushed out at this time, just blocking Wei Xiaobao's body.
By the time Jiang Yirong heard Wei Xiaobao's reminder, it was too late, because the killer was already close at hand, and there was no time to react.
At this moment, a figure came behind Jiang Yirong in an instant, grabbed Jiang Yirong behind him, and flew out diagonally at the same time!
Wei Xiaobao!
His kick directly hit the man's shoulder at a strange angle, and it was too late for the person to dodge, so he resisted a kick and retreated a few steps one after another.
That man hasn't yet gained a foothold, and the other has already been killed!
Penknife!
"Let go!"
Wei Xiaobao, who was observing the battle situation, heard Jiang Yirong's angry shouts beside him, and when he looked back, he found that Jiang Yirong was still in his arms, and his left hand was just on Jiang Yirong's Huns.
Wei Xiaobao smiled, hurriedly let go of his hand, and looked at Jiang Yirong waving his hand again and again.
"It happened suddenly, and I did it on purpose. β
"What?"
"Oh, I didn't mean to. β
"It's been like this, why are you still so shameless?"
Jiang Yirong glanced at Wei Xiaobao with disgust and looked in the direction of the killer.
Wei Xiaobao pursed his lips and turned to look at the second killer who was fighting fiercely with the knife, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were cold.
Obviously, the second killer is the real killer, and the first person is just a faΓ§ade.
I saw that the two people in the field kept entangled, the blades in their hands were short and long, but they were equally fast, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, and they were deadlocked.
"The one with the dagger is your man?"
Jiang Yirong looked at the knife and then at Wei Xiaobao, with a hint of doubt on her face. She didn't know when there was such a person next to Wei Xiaobao, and she didn't see it at all when she came in just now, but when the killer appeared, she suddenly appeared.
"Yes. β
Wei Xiaobao nodded.
"Looks like there's a lot more to you than I don't know. β
Jiang Yirong looked at Wei Xiaobao with a strange look in her eyes.
"You have also seen that so many people want to kill me, and there is no one around to protect me, what if you can't see me in the future? β
Wei Xiaobao glanced at Jiang Yirong, who rolled his eyes, and couldn't help laughing.
The two in the field are still entangled, but the outcome has been decided.