Today is probably the happiest day since Xiang Yiming went to school, he has always only eaten half a bowl of rice, and he actually served a second bowl for the first time, and even couldn't help humming a song when he was eating.

Grandma couldn't help but ask, "Mingming, what is there to say happily to make grandma happy?" ”

"Grandma, I made a friend today!" Since the death of his mother and his father's perennial business trip, Xiang Yiming has rarely communicated with his family, and he is like a snail hiding himself in his shell. But he is very willing to share today's events with his family, in fact, if it is a happy thing, how can he not want to share it with his family? As soon as grandma asked Xiang Yiming, she opened the conversation excitedly: "His name is Yang Hate Yang, and he is also Chinese." But he is the man of the year in our class, he was late for the last Chinese class, and the Chinese foreign teacher deliberately made it difficult for him, and asked him to pick up the next sentence of 'the old man chatting about juvenile madness', guess what he said......"

Xiang Yiming was very annoyed by his grandmother's nagging, but today's nagging was replaced by him.

Grandma was not annoyed at all, smiling and listening attentively to Xiang Yiming's endless stories about new friends, and from time to time she answered "wow", "That's good", and "Later".

Her grandson hadn't spoken to her like this for a long time, and she loved to hear him talk about him, even if he wasn't the main character of the story, but she loved to hear anything about him.

The grandparents and grandchildren just talked and listened to each other, until the sound of the old-fashioned wall clock "dangdang" interrupted Xiang Yiming's thoughts, and Xiang Yiming saw that the hour hand on the old-fashioned wall clock had pointed to eight o'clock, and suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to his grandmother: "Grandma is here today, I have to hurry up and do my homework!" If my sister comes back to me, don't let her disturb my studies! ”

"Hehe, good, good." Of course, grandma is clear about their brother and sister's affairs, but grandma never intervenes too much in their brother and sister's affairs, and lets their brothers and sisters solve it themselves. But today, grandma decided to help Xiang Yiming, and then took the opportunity to make a request: "By the way, Mingming, grandma thinks that your friend is very good, so I'll bring it home to play if it's okay!" ”

"Got it, got it!" Xiang Yiming promised, and quickly closed the door with a thief's heart and locked it.

Sure enough, around nine o'clock, the door to Xiang Yiming's room was pounded with an earth-shattering bang.

"Xiang Yiming! Don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're home! Lan Yifei's angry voice sounded outside the door: "You have the ability to steal the cake, you have the ability to open the door!" Open the door!

"Hey! Ay! Grandma, what are you doing? Xiang Yiming, he stole me, I worked hard to make a mousse cake, I have to settle accounts with him today! No, don't keep holding me back, I ......."

Lan Yifei's voice became farther and smaller, and it seemed that she had been dragged away by her grandmother. Xiang Yiming, who was hiding under the covers, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally survived again today.

But it seems that Boss Yang likes to eat desserts made by his sister, do you want to go out tomorrow......

But thinking about Lan Yifei's roar in the east of the river, Xiang Yiming couldn't help but shudder:

Forget it, isn't it good to live?

……

At the same time, Xiang Long was lying on the bed enjoying the peach cake made by his daughter!

It smells so good!

Xiang Long couldn't help but destroy the perfection of this "peach heart", and after admiring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but take a small bite, the sweetness of strawberries stimulated the taste buds, and the mousse, which was softer than the pudding, melted in his mouth...... Well, in fact, this is an ordinary mousse cake, Xiang Long doesn't know how many cakes he has eaten, even the palace-level cakes specially provided to tens of millions of celebrities in Las Vegas casinos Xiang Long are tired of eating. But this piece of very ordinary mousse cake made Xiang Long deeply intoxicated, and he couldn't help but suck his fingers in shame after eating it......

What a pity!

Long Ye sucked his fingers and felt sorry for himself: I should have kept it in the refrigerator and ate it slowly!

Otherwise...... Let that little bunny steal another piece for me? Xiang Long's eyes lit up, but then he was righteous and awe-inspiring: No! Isn't this an incitement to commit a crime by a minor? Don't take the good for the small, don't take the evil for the small! I can't teach a bad child for the sake of a little tongue!

"Hello? Mingming......" Xiang Long held the microphone and muttered for two seconds: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake." ”

Hung up the phone decisively, shook his head with a wry smile to himself, and lit a cigarette afterwards.

I don't know if it's because he has absorbed too many fragments of Yang Hating Yang's memory, Xiang Long feels that his mentality is getting younger and younger, and even integrates some of Yang Hate Yang's personality traits. If it was Xiang Long before borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul, it would be impossible to violate the principle for a piece of cake.

Even if the cake was made by his daughter.

Without a heart as cold and hard as steel, how can you walk alone in the bloody storm?

Xiang Long's heart moved, and his white and slender fingers were like a pianist brushing the black and white keys on the cowhide belt, and suddenly a small and delicate Xueliang knife appeared in his hand, and the overall outline of this Xueliang knife was like a wolf's tooth, and the blade was dazzling.

Spike.

It is only three inches from beginning to end, and it is Xiang Long's favorite killing tool, even better than a gun.

With Xiang Long's fingers gently swinging, this wolf tooth knife seemed to have life, happily shuttling and jumping between his five white and slender fingers, and as the frequency of Xiang Long's fingers accelerated, the wolf tooth knife turned into a ball of white light, as if a white lotus bloomed on his fingertips.

"Uhhh

The white light flew out suddenly, like a lightning bolt in the night sky piercing the darkness, flashing back!

Xiang Longshou took in the white light with a move, but saw a green-headed fly ten steps away falling like a kite with a broken string, and after landing on the ground, it "buzzed" all over the ground but could no longer fly......

I was born again and I became stronger!

Xiang Long casually wiped his hand on the cowhide belt, and the wolf tooth knife disappeared out of thin air. After taking a deep breath of cigarette, Xiang Long picked up the phone again, his fingertips hanging on the button but he couldn't press the familiar number until the busy sound of "doodoo" came from the microphone.

He put the microphone back and sighed silently to the dragon. Today is the third day, and the news of his death has not yet broken out, and it is obvious that he has been blocked by the relevant departments. After all, whether it is an undercover agent of the US Drug Enforcement Administration or the owner of the White Tiger Hall of the Crazy Taiji Tiger, it is inconvenient for any identity to be exposed, let alone an explosion in the center of the city.

No matter how great the undercover mission he carried out during his lifetime, even if he was a well-known figure in the Los Angeles underworld during his lifetime, he could only fall silently like a small speck of dust when he died......

This is the fate of undercover agents.