Shen Qin Xia Yi was silent, but her silence seemed to him to be a disguised acquiescence.

He snorted, not wanting to appreciate it.

"Without your bravery, I wouldn't have died. He looked dismissive.

Obviously accustomed to his arrogance and self-righteousness, Qin Xiayi stood up expressionlessly, and walked out without looking at him.

"Hey, where are you going?" he hurriedly grabbed her hand.

"Go back. She looked at him inexplicably.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth: "But your hurt ......"

She gave him a strange look: "It's not serious." ”

Miyamoto Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he was a little nosy.

The sky was cloudless, a black Audi was parked on the side of the road, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked out of the car, he was the deputy secretary of the political commissar of the S city government.

There is no doubt that this person has invisibly offended many people.

"Are you sure this is the task that Gosuke Miyamoto gave to Xiang Yin Cheng?"

Qin Xiayi took off her sunglasses, revealing a face with delicate makeup, she rolled down the car window, and kept her eyes on that person's body.

Miyamoto started the car and looked ahead, this time he was rarely so serious: "You don't believe it, you can see it later." ”

Qin Xiayi calmed down and quietly waited for Xiang Yin Cheng to appear.

"Are your people ready?" she asked.

"When you're ready, just wait for Xiang Yin Cheng to appear and catch him. Miyamoto said lightly.

The target walked into a restaurant as if no one was around, and Miyamoto Lin followed, parked the car in front of the restaurant, got out of the car with Qin Xiayi, and walked in.

"Wouldn't this be too conspicuous?" Qin Xiayi lowered his head, deliberately wore a long dark windbreaker, raised his collar, and put on sunglasses.

"It's easy for you to get noticed. He said, glancing at her.

"Huh?" she was stunned, and in the next second, his hand reached over, personally flipped her collar down, pointed to a place, and pulled her over to sit down.

The two of them ordered two drinks casually, and their attention was always focused on the target person, and what made them feel strange was that after observing for a long time, they did not find anything unusual, not even the people who appeared next to him.

"Are you kidding me?" Qin Xiayi frowned suspiciously.

Miyamoto also felt strange, it shouldn't be.

"Wait. He whispered.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the man was almost finished and ready to leave, and there was still nothing unusual about his surroundings.

He hired a waiter and prepared to settle the bill.

The problem arose, the waiter handed him the bill, and the man looked at it, his eyes widened, and he slapped the table and shouted, "What's the matter? Why is the price so expensive?"

The waiter said calmly: "That's the case, sir, this is indeed the price of the things you ordered, is there anything strange?"

The man stood up and scolded, "How is it possible! I just ordered two dishes, why is it so expensive! You must be trying to cheat me out of my money!"

The man had a hot temper, and he quarreled with the waiter without saying a few words, and the waiter was also enraged, and the two actually started to move, and the people around him were like watching a good show, and no one was willing to come out to persuade them.

"Not good!" Miyamoto stood up, a little panicked.

Qin Xiayi looked at his gaze, only to see that the waiter had a small knife for dining in his hand at some point, and wanted to stab the knife at the target.

Miyamoto didn't have time to rush over, and watched as the waiter, who had lost his mind, stabbed the man again and again with a knife.

The man quickly collapsed in a pool of blood, and Miyamoto Lin was surprised in place, muttering, "The target is dead, and the mission is successfully completed." ”

Qin Xiayi was taken aback: "...... That's how they execute?!"

Using the excuse of manslaughter to cover up the real plan is really high......

It doesn't make too much of a splash and fulfills the task perfectly.

But this style is not like Xiang Yin Cheng at all......

After the man fell, he was quickly carried away, and he was killed on the spot, almost fatally.

The waiter who caused all this tragedy was taken away by the police, and Miyamoto walked out of the restaurant and looked around with a cold gaze.

"Where are you going?" Qin Xiayi said strangely, following behind him.

Xiang Yin Cheng was nowhere to be seen during the whole process, and she was about to ask him.

"That's Xiang Yin Cheng's car. Miyamoto said, gesturing to a car parked not far away.

She hurriedly followed, and when she looked, there seemed to be someone in the car.

It wasn't until she saw the car door open wide and saw the person coming clearly that her footsteps slowly stopped.

Qin Xiayi's eyes had a hint of panic and confusion, she looked at the man who got out of the car, and the tormenting feelings in her heart swept over again.

He wore a hat, and although the brim was lowered, she recognized him at a glance.

The aura exuded from his body was unique and undaring, and now he was more like a grim reaper, and his black clothes added a layer of depression and mystery to him.

She watched him walk towards Miyamoto from a distance, raised her slender hand and took off her hat, revealing a half-blooded and delicate face.

He curled the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't see Qin Xiayi, and said directly to Miyamoto Lin, "Why are you here?"

Miyamoto Lin was very displeased: "This sentence should be asked by me, right?"

He sighed, his eyes deep: "This, do you care?"

I don't know why, every time I see Li Senyun's calm and breezy appearance, Miyamoto Lin's heart is half angry, and he can't wait to rush up and beat him.

"Oh, by the way," he touched his chin, "Cao Qian volunteered to join the organization, don't you care?"

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Isn't this all thanks to you?"

"Don't get anything to do with me!" Liesen was displeased, "...... It's really not responsible. ”

"Do you dare to tell me again!"

Miyamoto Lin was easily provoked, and rushed straight up, grabbing Li Sen's clothes and forcing him to retreat and lean against the car door.

He saw one sniper rifle after another through the car window, seemed to understand something, and smiled coldly: "Your task is completed for Xiang Yin Cheng, right? ”

Li Sen shook his head and said faintly, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Really?" Miyamoto Lin stared at him tightly, suddenly let go of his hand, and lifted the lid of the trunk of the car in front of Qin Xiayi.

A strong smell of blood came to his face, and after Qin Xiayi saw the person lying in the trunk, his pupils shrank, and the taut string in his heart seemed to have finally been torn open.

"Lisen, you're crazy. Miyamoto stared at him, his eyes revealing a hint of mixed emotion.