Chapter 128: The Killer Reappears

For three hours, Qi Xingyan sat on duty for three hours, supervising evening self-study.

Yi Zhantong completed an internal system within three hours.

Rubbing her sore eyes, as soon as she closed the computer, Qi Xingyan pushed the door in.

Yi Zhantong immediately climbed into bed and pretended to sleep.

Qi Xingyan went directly into the bathroom to wash, changed into pajamas and got into the quilt, and hugged her from behind.

The sudden shackles made her frown awkwardly, and she broke free from his embrace slightly.

Qi Xingyan held his head with one hand, the black silk nightgown was open, revealing a strong and powerful chest inside, his wet hair hung down in front of his forehead, his narrow eyes were slightly frowned, the faint yellow light in the room hit his handsome features, and his crimson thin lips were hooked, revealing a touch of evil and lazy charm.

The big guy's eyebrows raised an arc, and his thin lips lifted lightly: "Uncomfortable? ”

Yi Zhantong swallowed his throat and let out a single tone like a gossamer, "Hmm."

Qi Xingyan's eyes as deep as Gutan glanced at the girl's side face calmly, rubbed his thighs with his big hands, and after the fever went into her lower abdomen, he gently rubbed her belly.

Yi Zhantong's whole body was tense, Qi Xingyan was close to her, and she could feel the curves of his toned and smooth body, as well as his slender and stiff body.

He slowed down behind his back: "Good, it won't hurt if you relax." ”

It was night, and the calm could only hear the shallow breathing of two people.

The next day, Qi Xingyan waved his hand and approved her for a week's fake note, and for the past few days, Yi Zhantong has stayed in his bedroom, and even his body is stained with his clear incense.

On the fifth day, her body eased up a little.

I don't know how many autumn rains it is, and it's a little cold outside.

Yi Zhantong was dressed in a plain blue and white school uniform, with a slender and slim posture, without too much fancy dress, only the plain white face under the fine hair, which was like a shock.

She carried a shoulder bag, stepped out of the campus lightly, her eyebrows were shallow, and her body was breezy, if she was placed in a crowd of people, it would not attract attention.

Huo Qiu's people answered outside, Yi Zhantong got into the car, and raised his lips lightly: "Go." ”

The girl's slender fingers pointed to the mobile phone in the palm of her hand, and the mobile phone presented all the weekly pictures.

She quietly observed the red dot on the phone, the back seat of the car was completely flat, the girl was lying on it, steadily and seriously set up the sniper rifle, and her eyes fell through the magnification mirror on a black sports car about 1,000 meters apart at the turn.

Barrett's greatest thing is his long range!

Her eyes were fascinated, her expression was serious and terrifying, the speed of the car behind her soared to the fastest, Yi Zhantong's fingers were held on the gun valve, like a foraging cheetah, and a cruel light burst out of her eyes.

"Bang-"

One shot.

Three seconds later, the bullet crossed a ravine, striking the tires of the sports car with unmistakable accuracy.

The wheels are perfectly punctured!

Dust and smoke billowed up.

Roll up dust more than a meter high.

The bodyguards in the car got out of the car quickly, and five or six people under the black body armor stood on the suburban road with guns on their shoulders, with serious faces, dazed and confused looking for the source of the gunshots.

The girl hooked her lips, chuckled, lay on the soft seat, loaded, set up the gun, aimed, and had already made up the second shot before the person could react.

The bullet burst into the air, and beside the two bodyguards who were very close, they passed by, and directly and accurately sank into the back seat of Huang Zhong's brain.

In the scope, I could clearly see the stunned expression that had not yet had time to disappear, and the blood splattered directly onto the luxurious seats.

Yi Zhantong made up the gun again and hit the accelerator directly.

With a "bang", the black sports car burst into flames, rising thick smoke and slowly rising into the air.

"Alright." The girl spoke lightly.

The door of the trunk slowly fell, Yi Zhantong put away the gun, put it in his schoolbag, and unhurriedly closed the zipper.