Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Wind Rises Between Qingping
After chatting for a while, the night was getting darker, and the cool breeze was blowing through the street, Xiaokui shook her body, sucked her nose hard, and sucked back the snot she wanted to run.
Seeing this, Longguang Temple Qian looked away slightly, and urged: "I'm leaving, if it's okay, you can go back." β
Xiaokui nodded obediently, her big eyes shining: "Big sister, can I still look for you next time?" β
Of course! Although she said yes in her heart, her face was still tense: "I come to this ramen shop every day, and I can meet it when I have the opportunity." β
"Well, then I'll play with the big sister tomorrow, bye-bye," Xiao Kui laughed and waved goodbye, she felt that this big sister was really a good person, although she said very little, and her expression looked scary from time to time, but she really had to be a good person, as if she was by her mother's side, very secure.
Watching Xiaokui rush away, Longguang Temple's sharp eyes swept towards the door of the ramen shop, the orange light shone two black shadows on the door window paper, she shouted angrily: "What are you hiding, come out quickly, I will send you back, lest you lack sleep tomorrow and sleep in class." β
Muto Qing opened the sliding door, and a long shadow poured on the ground, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I'm not afraid of disturbing you." β
Longguang Temple Qian shook her fist fiercely and said viciously: "You are embarrassed to say that you will betray me in a blink of an eye, you are really a guy who can't be trusted!" β
Seeing that the two seemed to have a tendency to quarrel, Okura Mengxue slapped his palms and said with a smile: "Well, don't quarrel, it's nothing anyway, let's get along in harmony." β
"Humph!" Longguang Siqian snorted lightly, turned her head and didn't speak, patted the back seat with her right hand, and motioned for him to sit up quickly.
What an awkward child, Muto Qing smiled secretly in his heart, and walked calmly towards the motorcycle.
As he was about to step into the back seat, he heard a small voice from the front: "Well, how to say it, anyway." β
The owner of the voice paused, and then said in a more low, as if instigated by the wings of a mosquito: "Thank you." β
He sat firmly in the back seat, deliberately pretending not to hear and said, "Ha, what did you say?" I didn't hear it, so I said it louder. β
Longguang Si Qian's cheeks turned red suddenly, and she said angrily: "I said you are a big fool!" β
Rumbling, Suzuki's motorcycle started in an instant, rushing forward, Okura Yuyuki didn't even have a chance to say goodbye, and the motorcycle carrying the two had already rushed through most of the street.
The night wind blew and carried the sound of the two talking: "Don't scratch your bastard hands!" "If it weren't for your sudden acceleration, how would I have caught here?"
After two conversations, the bright red taillights were no longer visible on the street, and pedestrians could not be seen on the lonely street, Okura Yumeyuki shook his body and said in a low voice: "It's a little cold, I'll go back to sleep too." β
Turning to enter the store, she closed the door and walked to the counter, ready to get the lock.
At this moment, the door of the store was suddenly opened, and a heavy footstep walked in.
Okura Mengxue didn't look back, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, the ramen shop is closed today, and if you want to eat ramen, please come back tomorrow." β
A deep male voice said, "Because you have closed off any online communication with the board, I was specially sent here to give orders. β
She stopped at the counter, the orange light shining on her side face, and her expression seemed to be calm before the storm: "This customer, I should have said that the ramen shop has closed, and if you want to eat ramen, please come over tomorrow morning." β
Stepping, steady footsteps came from behind, she didn't look back, her eyes lowered, staring at the bamboo tube with disposable chopsticks placed on the counter.
Gradually, a huge black shadow enveloped her, and a deep male voice said slowly: "If the motorcycle is driving too fast, it is easy to get into an accident, and if you are not careful, you will die." β
Hand up, hand down.
In a flash of light, everything was over, a huge black shadow fell to the side, and disposable chopsticks were inserted from most of the temples, killing people in an instant.
Bang Bang ...... A loud applause rang out from the doorway, and two nonchalant black-looking men came in with a white man in their arms.
He was born with a deep facial contour, as if he had been shaved with a knife, and the face that should have been forced, but because of the laziness between his eyebrows, he lost that sharpness, like a sleeping lion.
While applauding, he walked to the counter, he found the nearest seat and sat down, and said with a smile: "Perfect, I have lived in seclusion for many years, and your skills are still so clean and neat, I don't feel any murderous aura outside the door, people have been killed by you." β
Okura Mengxue stood in front of the counter, and said in a cold voice: "Deliberately let that idiot come over and provoke me, what do you want to do?" β
The two men took the corpse from the ground and disappeared into the store, and the blonde man let out a long sigh and said, "As the hapless man said, there is an order for you from above." β
"Hehe," she chuckled, laughing so hard that the blond man's hair stood on end, and his muscles tensed, lest he follow in the footsteps of the unlucky man.
Fortunately, Okura Yuyuki didn't make a move, but just sneered in his voice: "When did the organization become so fragile that you actually asked a proprietress who lived in seclusion in a ramen shop to take action." β
The blonde man scratched his head and said helplessly: "Please, you are not an ordinary boss lady, the number one killer of the organization, codenamed Night Butterfly, you can snipe the target from four thousand meters away, such a record, no one can surpass it so far." β
She leaned lazily on the counter, and said with an indifferent expression: "I used to be, I have not been a killer for many years, and now I am a ramen proprietress in charge." The number one killer in the organization should be you now, Hei Jue. β
"Don't say such cold words, you just need to pull the trigger from a distance as before, and you can go back to the ramen shop and continue your ordinary routine." Hei Jue stretched out his hands, and his expression was like a strange uncle who abducted Lori.
She is not a little Lori, and she will not be so naΓ―ve to believe in the other party, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said calmly: "The group of old men on the board of directors, even a reclusive boss lady can't tolerate it, and specially sent you over to test it, do you want to be my enemy so much?" β
Hei Jue gasped and hurriedly raised his hands to show his innocence: "No, no, you misunderstood, it's not so much that you want to be your enemy, but that you want to build a more harmonious relationship." You should understand that the premise of the board of directors allowing you to live in seclusion is to be afraid of your strength. But after so many years, you always have to show your skills again, so that the board of directors understands that Night Butterfly's strength has not diminished back then. Avoid the director misjudging your strength and causing some unpleasant things to happen. β
"Okay," Okura Mengxue was persuaded, she agreed, and warned: "Remember, this is the only time, next time you dare to test with my most important treasure, I will let you see it, Huangquan scenery!" β
Hei Jue nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Of course, no one will touch your son, after all, he doesn't even know you, his mother, let alone understand the internal affairs of the organization, and we won't do stupid things like killing unrelated people." β
As he spoke, he took out a photo from his arms: "Here, the photo of the target of this mission is called Kozaburo Miyamoto, the son of Chairman Miyamoto." β