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In the morning, Kaoru was sent to the flight to Jianghai at Sapporo Airport, and he had a bite to eat at a nearby restaurant, and there was still some time before the plane he was going to take, Jiaming sat in the airport hall reading the newspaper, and in the breezy afternoon, many years ago, he and Minamoto Yorito met for the first time in this weather, in a square. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please take care of us when we meet for the first time."

"Take care of each other."

At that time, the governor of Ouchi had just died, and he returned from Europe, which is really an ordinary memory.

"Now, sometimes I don't want to do it......"

Many years later, also at an airport, the man sighed casually, when they had just finished a mission to hunt down a killer who had betrayed Peroga.

"Where can I go if I don't do it?" Jiaming looked down at the newspaper and replied casually.

"It seems like a good place to be a normal person."

"There will be retribution."

"Huh?"

"That person left just now, we came to kill him, we left, and someone will do the same thing, this is cause and effect."

“…… Sound logic. ”

Yuan Lai nodded to Chaochuang, and the two of them read the newspaper and drank coffee together, waiting for the plane back.

"If I die, I have a woman I like...... ...... in Hokkaido"

It was a predicament a few years later, and Jia Ming looked at him, and then nodded.

"That's why you said you wanted to leave?"

"Part of it."

"It's okay to be together, even if it's an ordinary person...... We have to go to work every day, and we have to do this and that, how is it different from the occasional killing...... Relatively speaking, I think we're free......"

"How can it be that simple? Freely...... People like us...... What can I do for you if something happens to you? ”

"If I Die......"

He thought about it, but there was no one to be notified, so it was fine, and in the midst of a hail of bullets, he rushed out.

"If I die, help me kill that guy called the gods Wunian, he has been unpleasant for a long time."

In the end, only this boring desire can be thought of.

In that period of life, it was a companion who had partnered with him for the longest time, and he later went to see the woman, saw her marry another man, saw the pain and cowardice of Minamoto Yori, and the kind of strength that followed, many things were incomprehensible, and sometimes he also thought that that person's life might be more valuable than his own, but in short, after Minamoto Yorito's death, he told the woman everything, and the confusion about that word was like a seed that had been buried for too long, and finally sprouted in his heart.

Yellow and white lights, red and green neon, streets in the early morning and dusk, warm and cold cities, hills, grasslands, deserts, oceans, forests, heavy rain, sunshine and milky white fog, all kinds of people, a life. In retrospect, you will find that the world seems to be imperceptibly injected, and all kinds of ideas and ideas are entered into your mind. However, until the beginning of his rebirth, the cold foundation of his previous life, which was too strong, still dominated everything in his life, and the only thing that could make him gentle was the confusion in his heart.

Those people...... What kind of things are you living for......

So, after going through too many things, he gradually understood all this, twelve years of life, and after he finally got enough weight to completely replace his previous life, he thought that maybe he should go to meet him, so he had this journey in front of him, faced that person again, and waved goodbye to his previous identity.

He flipped the page of the newspaper, and in the bright departure hall, tall beautiful women with suitcases walked past him, and the sound of high heels on the ground was refreshing.

Four years have made him miss a lot of things, and now he can only watch the news everywhere to make up for the lack of this world, he has never watched the entertainment version, but today after flipping through it, he turned it back again, frowning and looking at an interview with a European and American female singer on it, which is probably a girl singer who is quite popular in Europe today, with a photo attached to it, he continued to watch it for half a minute, and the mobile phone rang.

The call was made by Ling Jing and Sha Sha in Jianghai, they had already received Kaoru who had just gotten off the plane, and when they saw her injured, they inevitably complained, obviously they were helping in the past, but they still made people hurt like this, it was really much worse than before, and Jia Ming had to smile bitterly.

So on the phone, Jiaming casually looked outside the airport, a group of people gathered on one side of the square, holding slogans, tied headscarves, and were making fanatical speeches, but they were a group of right-wingers who demanded the revision of textbooks, although there were not many people coming in and out of the airport at this time, but there were also some people who were watching from the side, and in a corner of Jiaming's field of vision, a young man wearing blue and white casual clothes and carrying a huge travel backpack was also hiding behind a flower bed in the blind corner of the group of people's vision, and it seemed that he was really a little sneaky.

He just glanced at it casually, and noticed that this person was also purely habitual, and he was more sensitive to some blind spots, and he turned his head to talk on the phone for a few seconds, and a stone suddenly flew over in his field of vision.

With a scream of "ah", the speaker standing on the small self-made platform was shot in the forehead, blood shot out, and then fell backwards, and suddenly the scene was chaotic, the figure of the young man behind the flower bed quickly disappeared, and when a group of right-wingers rushed over, it seemed that they could not catch the murderer in the first place.

On the one hand, they rushed to the hospital with the person who was hit in the head, and on the other hand, they quickly pulled out bamboo knives and other objects from some of their bags and began to look for suspicious characters near the square. After a few glances at the square of the Ming Dynasty, the young man had already swaggered into the crowd of people entering the square at this time, and walked towards the waiting hall with an innocent face, holding a digital camera in his hand, but he was quietly pressing the shutter on the right-wingers.

Looking at the whole process of the whole thing, Jiaming couldn't help but laugh, and talked with Ling Jing for a while, the young man had already entered the waiting hall, walked over from Jiaming, and then heard Jiaming call, but stopped, after a while, lip syncing: "Chinese? ”

Jiaming nodded, and the young man whispered, "Me too." He sat down on a chair in front of Jiaming, holding his travel bag, and watched with great interest the scurrying of right-wingers outside. Fang Cai's stone was in the middle of the forehead, blood flowed all over the ground, this matter can be big or small, these people are holding bamboo knives, because their companions were beaten and full of anger, in their hearts, of course, they also think that they are loyal patriots, at this time in the square to see a person stop a person, ask if it is Chinese, have to let them speak before they are willing to stop, there were also police in the square, but in the face of this group of fierce fanatics, there was no way for a while.

After a while, it seemed that some people said something to the leader, and suddenly a group of people came towards the waiting hall, and several security guards at the door hurriedly stopped, some people asked the airport to take out the surveillance video just now, and most of the other people took advantage of the lack of security guards, and rushed directly into the hall.

At this time, Jia Ming also ended the call with Ling Jing, and the young man opposite smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Xie Baoshu." Then he said the name of a small city in southern China, and Jiaming also shook hands with him with a smile: "Gu Jiaming, from Jianghai." ”

Xie Baoshu looked at the scratching on the side of the hall and smiled very purely: "What are they doing?" Jia Ming laughed in his heart, the two were actually about the same age, but Jia Ming's temperament was a little calmer at this time, and Xie Baoshu had the youthful childishness that a young man should have, but his expression when he played pranks or harmed others with Jia Ming was average. Naturally, he pretended not to know anything at this time: "Right-wingers, who demanded to revise the textbooks, were smashed with something. ”

"Wow...... Deserve. ”

The gang's request to see the surveillance video was naturally not answered in a short time, in fact, even if they got the surveillance video, it was useless, the place behind the flower bed happened to be the dead end of the surveillance, and I don't know if this Xie Baoshu was lucky or knew it from the beginning, and a large group of people with bamboo knives asked others everywhere in the hall whether they were Chinese, although the airport quickly mobilized security, but naturally it was not even all in a few minutes. Jia Ming and Xie Baoshu were watching all this, and two men with bamboo knives also walked closer.

"Hey, are you Chinese? Speak! ”

Xie Baoshu blinked his eyes and turned his head sideways: "Hey, can you understand what they say." ”

"Ask us if we are the ones we are, and let's say a few words to prove it." Then he turned around and said in a slang: "I am Chinese, is there anything wrong?" Xie Baoshu over there nodded his head in understanding.

"Uh...... What a mess of Mossi, Yasa Butterfly, what a mess of my inner Kaga...... Keji, Igu Igu, Flower Girl Yo Xi Yo Xi...... Oh, and Yaga......"

At this time, there were also several security guards not far away who ran towards this side. The two of them had already spoken in Chinese, and as soon as this patchwork of sayings was said, the right-wingers couldn't suppress their anger at first, and they were about to rush over with a knife when they raised their knives, Xie Baoshu raised the camera and pressed the shutter, turned around and was about to run away, and the next moment, the person was kicked by Jiaming and flew out.

This small disturbance did not bring too many obstacles to the trip, after all, Jiaming had some hands, and in terms of the airport, the first thing was naturally to suppress the gang of troublemakers. Jiaming and that Xie Baoshu talked a few more words, this seems to be just a simple young man, the surname even has some naïve elements, he is taking Jiaming's next flight, all of which are going to Europe, but Jiaming goes to Venice, and he will transfer halfway to Albania.

It was just a small episode of the meeting in the water, and it was not enough to take it to heart, ten minutes later Jiaming got on the plane, and about eight hours later, the plane arrived in Venice, because of the magical power of the time zone, it was still afternoon.

As soon as he left the airport, someone came to pick him up, and he was informed of this fact by an ultra-long-range armor-piercing sniper bullet, which passed through the sky over Shuicheng on a sunny afternoon, and after passing shoulders with Jiaming, it burst the window of a Cadillac in the rear parking lot, and the huge force shattered the front and rear glasses into snowflakes at the same time.

Jia Ming looked at the rear for two seconds, blinked lazily, and then the phone rang, and he pressed the call button: "Hey." ”

"It's been a long time, you're not dead yet, and you're a lot more handsome."

"That's what you say...... When I came from Yuben today, when I was about to get on the plane, a child stopped me and said, 'Brother, you are so handsome. I slapped him on the spot......

"What's wrong?"

"Fucking bullshit."

"Huh...... Your sense of humor is getting more and more annoying......"

"You don't like this...... Negotiable...... There are some things I didn't think of, so there's no need to lose your temper with me......"

"You'll be able to survive it."

Jiaming was about to speak, but he hung up with a mout, he looked at his phone helplessly, and sighed, in front of the road, several high-speed sports cars had left the road, and in the violent whistling, they crashed into this side......

"Bitch (Slut) ......"

(To be continued)