Hua Ling lowered her eyes, bent down to pick up the mask that fell to the ground, and put the black mask back on, revealing a strand of cold brown hair from the side of the hat.

She looked languid and indifferent, and walked down the stairs.

"Eleven?"

A slightly surprised voice suddenly came from the main road next to him.

Hua Ling followed the voice and looked over.

Across a small bridge, the man was on the other side of the bridge.

The person who called her was Wei Feng, who was her colleague and had also carried out tasks together.

It's just that there is another person next to him.

The man stood there with a long body, a tall figure, prominent facial features, deep eye sockets, a straight nose, wearing a long black trench coat, and a faint yin anger between his eyebrows and eyes, indifferent and alienated.

Rong Jiu.

The guy the boss asked her to protect.

It's half a master.

After thinking about it, Hua Ling moved her steps and walked over.

The genes of the Rong family are convincing, and any one of them is a beautiful man.

Although this person is not as stunningly beautiful as the little boss, it is also enough to kill those popular stars in seconds.

Rong Jiu turned sideways slightly, staring at her with cold eyes, completely unfamiliar between her eyebrows, she shouldn't remember this person.

His inquiring gaze circled around her, and then he looked away, "Who is she?" ”

The indescribable coldness of his voice was clear.

Wei Feng was his subordinate, and replied truthfully: "She is eleven, the subordinate arranged by Uncle Zong, and you want to come over in person." ”

Rong Jiu didn't seem to remember anything like this, and his eyebrows twisted slightly, as if he was thinking about something: "Oh? How long has it been? ”

Wei Feng thought for a while: "More than two months. ”

At that time, Eleven was still the right-hand man who followed Uncle Zong, and at that night's family dinner, Uncle Zong was attacked, and her skills were too beautiful, so Rong Jiu opened her mouth to ask for someone.

It's just that after the people came over, they kept hanging there, and no mission was assigned.

He was so busy that he probably forgot about it.

Wei Feng proposed: "Ninth Master, it just so happens that something happened to the original bodyguard, so it's better to let her come over and protect her first." ”

Rong Jiu glanced at her, because of last night's incident, her mood was still a little gloomy, and she didn't have much interest in this matter, so she only dropped a sentence lightly: "...... Then follow along. ”

After saying this, he didn't even give Hua Hua another look, turned around and walked away.

The black trench coat raised an elegant arc.

In the industry, Eleven is a mythical figure.

He was happy to work with her.

Seeing the Ninth Master leave, the joy on Wei Feng's face was still slightly suppressed: "Don't mind, the Ninth Master was attacked last night, so he was not in a good mood." ”

Hua Ying glanced at the man's distant back, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes.

Except for the boss, there is no normal person in the Rong family.

However, it seems that yesterday was a good day for an assassination.

Wei Feng explained some things to her, but she didn't notice her wandering.

When you're done, ask her.

"Remember?"

Hua Yu slowly turned her head, her glass-like eyes bent with a cold arc, and a hint of innocence: "Huh? ”

The first time I saw her wandering.

There was a mist of confusion in his eyes.

Probably because I saw the new master, I was still a little uncomfortable.

Wei Feng was a little amused, and patiently explained again: "The Ninth Master's personal bodyguard had an accident last night, and that group of people may make a comeback, so in the next few days, you have to follow you inch by inch, understand?" ”