Chapter 247: The undercurrent is surging
In Wanghai Airport, it was crowded.
In such a cosmopolitan city, you can always see all kinds of foreign faces. Especially when Christmas is approaching, there are more international friends who take advantage of the rare long holiday to travel to China.
The announcement of the flight about to take off echoed in the lobby, accompanied by the incessant chatter and the crying of children, and the waiting room was slightly noisy.
A foreigner sat in a chair with his eyes closed, his gray coat making him look inconspicuous, and a brown face adorned with stubble beneath the lowered brim. Don't doubt it, he's white, and this color is only because he's been in the desert for a long time.
It's hard to imagine that in such an environment, people can still sleep.
"Uncle, toy cars. The glutinous voice rang in his ears, and a little boy stood beside him and shyly pointed to his shoes.
The man opened one eye and smiled kindly, the wrinkles on his face twisting like knives.
It's like an amiable middle-aged man.
However, the turquoise pupils completely destroyed this amiable expression. The fierce light refracted in the dark green like a wild wolf is full of hideousness.
The little boy took two steps back, with a frightened expression on his face, and did not dare to ask for a toy car, so he ran away with a clatter.
Seeing the little boy running away, the man shook his head, stood up, and walked outside the waiting room.
"Worthy of Mr. Gris. The reputation of hungry wolves, even in the east, tens of thousands of miles away, can still scare children into tears. Naturally, an Oriental man walked up to him, took the suitcase from his hand, and said with a smile.
"I don't want to get in trouble right out of the plane. So, here you better call me G. Gris said lightly.
"Okay, Mr. G. The man who greeted him smiled. "How do you feel about the new working environment? compared to Iraq. β
"The smell of the desert is terrible. Gris grinned, "But I prefer the silence of the dust to the noise here." β
"What is it that makes the hungry wolf who kills people without blinking an eye become Dickinson?" the man said with a roll of his eyes, a little pompous.
"Maybe blood. Gris shrugged, "I've been told that poets and killers are very similar in their professions. β
"Does one sing the praises of death, and the other execute it?" the man teased.
Speaking of which. Mr. Li, you seem to be late?" said Gris without interrupting him again, glancing at the electronic clock in the airport hall.
"Because there was a little accident, but it didn't matter, the difference was just the process of execution. Taking out the car keys from his pocket and turning around, Li Zhongping smiled.
"Accident?"
"Hmm. We originally thought we could cooperate with each other, but it seems that Zhang Youjie made a mistake in judgment. In view of the changed circumstances, we had to launch Plan B. If nothing else, we may be able to fight the agents of Huaguo. Li Zhongping sighed helplessly. Although this helpless expression looks a little contrived.
Shrugging his shoulders, Gris said slowly.
"For me, there were no surprises. β
For the agents of Huaguo. He didn't care at all. It's like a hungry wolf who has been in a lot of battles, and he doesn't care about the demonstrations of one or two sheepdogs. Although he can't kick well, he knows a hundred ways to track and kill enemies. Terrorists and people who endanger the interests of the country who died at his hands. So much so that he couldn't even count it himself.
There is no possibility of losing.
"The person in charge of the target's security is a Chinese man named Lao Dao. β
Hearing this, Gris's eyes narrowed. A sinister smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Old knife?"
"Have you been there for so long?"
I ran into an acquaintance and chatted casually. He sat down opposite Xia Shiyu again. Jiang Chen smiled and replied.
Looking at the smile on Jiang Chen's face, Xia Shiyu's face turned red inexplicably, lowered her head, and fiddled with the hem of her coat with her white jade fingers.
"Speaking of which, are we boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Looking at Xia Shiyu's appearance, Jiang Chen couldn't help but blush, looked to the side and scratched his cheeks.
"Well, sort of. "Not exactly, though.
"Is there anything that needs to be done?"
"No, let's just let it be. Looking at the red cheeks, Jiang Chen swallowed and spat.
Although he wanted to say, "Let's start with the kiss anyway", but after thinking about it, he still restrained his evil thoughts.
After all, the current relationship between the two is just to cope with the urging of their parents.
He could feel Xia Shiyu's feelings for him, and he did have a good impression of her.
With Xia Shiyu's character, it is absolutely impossible to accept the existence of Aisha and Liu Yao now
It's better to let it be.
"Wait for both sides to get to know each other better before moving on to the next step. This is also Jiang Chen's agreement with her
After eating, Jiang Chen drove Xia Shiyu home.
Facing the enthusiastic uncle and aunt, Jiang Chen just greeted politely, gave the gifts that had been prepared a long time ago, and left after a few words of greeting.
Looking at the back of Jiang Chen driving away, Xia's mother put her arm around her daughter's shoulders and smiled happily.
"What's the matter? Mom didn't lie to you. This Xiao Jiang looks like a talent, you have to be nice to others. These days, there are not many men with such good conditions. β
"Okay, Mom," Xia Shiyu buried her head and muttered with a slight flush on her cheeks.
"You also work harder, get married early, your parents are still waiting to hold their grandson. β
"Sun, grandson?, that, I-" The cold pretty face turned red, Xia Shiyu's thin lips opened and closed, and she was completely in a panic.
child
If you give birth to a baby, you must have that
Like a frightened deer, Xia Shiyu rushed into her room without looking back, slamming the door shut, leaving her parents in surprise in the living room.
"You old man, what are you talking nonsense?" Xia Mu slashed at the old man.
The old face flushed, and Father Xia choked back unconvinced, "What do I say, don't you want to hug your grandson earlier?"
ββ
After rushing into the room, he closed the door, and Xia Shiyu leaned against the back of the door.
Leaning against the door, she slid down as she slowly sat down on the floor.
Gasping slightly, she reached out and pressed it against her chest.
The flush spread from her white neck all the way to the base of her ears, and she only felt her heart beat hard.
Giving birth to a baby is that kind of thing
An illusory picture could not help but come to her mind.
Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, Jiang Chen walked to her side, with a sunny and charming smile on his face. Blushing, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm.
Wearing a white wedding dress and stepping on high-heeled wedding shoes, with the blessing of relatives and friends, the two walked the red carpet together and exchanged vows in front of everyone.
As soon as the picture turned, it was the wedding room.
Jiang Chen hugged her, kissed her forehead, and then gently placed her on the soft marriage bed and stretched out his hand
At that moment, there was a sudden slight noise outside the door. I don't know if it's a delusion, but she also heard a sentence in English.
Xia Shiyu was stunned and stood up from the floor.
I don't know when the sound of the two old men arguing has disappeared.
She suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.
It's scary quiet outside.
Swallowing and foaming, she reached out and grabbed the doorknob and unscrewed the door to her room.
Outside the door was a smiling face.
But it didn't belong to Jiang Chen, but to a woman, a woman with blond hair and blue eyes and a headset.
Xia Shiyu was stunned, she didn't know her.
"You'reβ"
"Don't worry, it's just a kidnapper lady. Teasingly, Catherine cleanly stabbed her in the abdomen.
The paralyzing sensation interrupted her consciousness for a moment, and Xia Shiyu fell softly on Catherine's body.
"The 'package' has been recycled. Tapping on the headset, Catherine said lightly.
The two elderly people in the living room had fainted on the sofa.
"Perfect, return to the 'warehouse' on standby. Sitting in a cafΓ©, the corners of Zhang Youjie's mouth raised a triumphant smile.
"Understood. β
When the communication ended, Zhang Youjie closed his laptop and walked out of the cafΓ©.
A mocking smile flashed from the corner of his mouth.
"Simply amateurish. (To be continued......)