It was the first time he had seen Zhong Shao speak so softly. Fang Zhong said less about grandpa, and he suddenly remembered that Old Man Lin and Old Man Zhong were comrades-in-arms, and their relationship was iron. Come to think of it, Zhong Shao was also sent by Old Man Zhong to help the Lin family. Mr. Zhong's move made all the shareholders present understand that the Lin family will not collapse, because the Zhong family is still behind.

Everyone here is thoughtful, and Lin Ai is no exception. In fact, she has two identities, one is the cold-blooded criminal gang boss E, and the other is Lin Ai, who has been in the boudoir for a long time. I didn't expect to break up with him a few days ago, and I'll see you again now. What should she say? Damn it. Let her think about when this relationship began?

It was a golden autumn day in a small park in Japan. She was wearing a white dress, which was ridiculous to say, and she should be a woman with bloody hands and a heart of stone that would prefer such a pure color. In addition to white, she also loves green, red, blue...... All bright colors, probably she is a flamboyant person in her bones.

There was no one in the park, and she sat on a bench and looked at the apartment building opposite, five minutes ago, she had cut the trachea of a couple there, and blood gushed out, but it was not red. She threw the knife casually, no longer looked at the body, and left the murder scene slowly, as if shopping. She walked all the way, not avoiding the ubiquitous cameras, her body was soft and weak, her physical strength was limited, maybe she was tired of walking, and she shook to this small park. She reached out and caught a golden leaf, which she had always liked, because the things of nature should always be beautiful. She bent the corners of her mouth slightly, she was in a good mood, and began to hum an unknown minor key, which was not good, but her light female voice was very seductive. She is not beautiful, at most she is a little sister next door, with a plain face, which makes people feel pure.

She had already noticed the man when he appeared in her sight, he was wearing a black trench coat, his body was slender, his steps were large, and his walk was steady, like a soldier, certainly not a Japanese soldier. He hadn't looked behind him once, nor had he looked at her, but she felt half of the man's eyes looking around, half of his eyes looking at her.

"Bang" loud noise, it was the sound of the apartment building opposite, and soon there was smoke coming out of the building, ah, what a pity, it looks like the whole building is going to burn, so isn't no one noticing her work? She frowned slightly, and her intuition told her that this matter had something to do with this man!

The man gradually approached, he took off his hat, as if intending to sit down, and E finally saw his face. This handsome skin and outstanding temperament can't help but make E's heart beat suffocated, and then it beats violently. At first glance, she knew she liked him and she wanted him. Of course, her liking has nothing to do with lust, just out of a kind of ornamental psychology. Just as she likes to stay not far away after committing a crime and admire the surprised expressions of the police, she also likes to approach something beautiful, pinch it in the palm of her hand, play with it carefully, and make it into a specimen and treasure it when she is tired of playing. Zhong Yisheng was also one of the "things" at first.

With teasing thoughts, she watched his every move, watched him sit on the other side of the bench, watched him pretend to take out his mobile phone from his arms, but in fact she saw that the screen of the mobile phone never lit up. She knew that he must be watching her when she looked at him, and an indescribable strange feeling began to envelop her.