Chapter 127: Undercurrent (3)
That night two days ago, Jace's push was still rolling in his mind, if Jace hadn't pushed himself away, would he have survived?
In the past two days, every time I came to the hospital and saw Jess Selena lying on the hospital bed, she would ask herself this, she regretted it and felt distressed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
She regretted it,
She knew that there was no shortage of girls around Jace, and she had been like this since she was a child.
In order to catch up with Jace's footsteps, she enriched herself step by step, but in the end she got the bad news that he already had a girlfriend.
Over the years, in the dead of night, she has thought more than once that if she had mustered up the courage to confess, the current situation would be different.
She was distressed,
I feel sorry for his injury, but I find that I can't do anything.
"What's wrong? What are you thinking? ”
Jace's inquiry brought Selena back to her senses and shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just two days, and I still haven't found the person who attacked at the dinner that day."
"I'll leave this to me, it's not something you're good at."
"Huh? Do you have a clue? Jace's tone made Selena subconsciously sense that something was wrong, and immediately asked.
"Sort of, I've tracked it down before, and I have a clue." Selena's sensitivity was a bit unexpected by Jace, but it wasn't a big deal to think about, after all, Selena was also an intern reporter, and a keen sense of smell was essential for this business.
"Got a clue? Do you know the clues of the other party's identity? ”
Selena is very interested in this criminal gang that has made Starling City a pot of porridge in just a few days, partly because of the instinct of a journalist, and partly because she really wants to send this criminal gang that wants to hurt her father and has already hurt Jace to prison.
"Don't ask, you know that Uncle Pock has never supported you as a journalist, it's dangerous, leave it to me." Rejected Selena with a smile, Jace chose to rot the existence of Gao Li and the others in his heart.
This is his grievance, strictly speaking, he is the one who should apologize, because his personal grudge with Gao Li and the others has implicated the people around him, and this alone is enough for Jace to find a good excuse for himself to cut everything with his own hands.
Two days ago, when he saw the two killers rushing towards Selena, Jace had already seen the figures hiding behind the two killers.
The familiar gestures of his gestures, and the suicide of killing his target after killing his target, all of this is familiar to Jace.
The first person he killed in this world seemed to have come to him with the resurrected Gao Li!
"Here, eat." The peeled apple appeared in front of Jace's eyes, and the smiling appearance made Jace's eyelids jump subconsciously.
"Thank you." Stretched out his hand to take it, and thanked him very politely.
"I mean, it's not a good idea." The smell of nicotine lingered in the air on the tips of the noses of the two people in the room, the brown trench coat and messy blonde hair as usual, the cigarette in his mouth trembled with the words, and the meaningful gaze wandered over Jace and Selena.
"Uh............" didn't expect a person to suddenly come in behind him, and it seemed that he was familiar with Jace, and Selena was quite embarrassed at the moment.
"John Constantine, a wreck who eats and waits for death." Glancing at Constantine, who was spitting out a puff of smoke rings, Jace's brow furrowed, and the words that came out of his mouth were introducing Selena to the visitor.
"Hello, Selena Hill."
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Starling, Crowne Plaza Hotel, Room 602.
Gao Li, with his sturdy upper body, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the towering spire in the distance.
"I'm really going to enjoy it, Presidential Suite, tsk, I haven't enjoyed it for a long time since I was resurrected, I really miss it."
The curly-haired young man lying on the sofa in the living room stretched comfortably, and the nostalgia and attachment in his pupils were rare and unfaked.
"Mantis, did you come to me early in the morning to express to me how you feel after your resurrection?"
"Of course not, in fact I don't want to see you," didn't care about Gao Li's attitude at all, lazily sent a few grapes into his mouth, his black curly hair seemed to have never been taken care of, but there was a messy beauty.
"You're not a girl, if it's Zhou, I'd be happy to talk to her about her life ideals and how to cherish the opportunity to live again."
"One last warning, leave me if it's okay."
"Uh-huh, but what if I just want to stay here?"
Before the words fell, a hand knife appeared in front of Mantis with the sound of the fierce wind, without the slightest intention of dodging, and even took the initiative to meet it on his right shoulder, and the collision of the flesh palm and the shoulder burst out with the sound of metal contending!
"It's really ruthless, it's a partner who has lived and died together, and if you say it, you can do it." With a snort, looking at the fruit knife that Gao Li held in his hand at some point, the metal on Mantis's shoulder slowly faded.
"Add me one to the showdown with Jace next Wednesday, otherwise I won't be able to make you and Zhou Xinyi go back to China."
Mantis, who said this, looked extremely serious.
"How do you know?"
"You don't have the control Jace once had." Leaving a meaningful smile, Mantis's figure disappeared directly into the luxurious living room.
"Is it ............... control?"
The coldness that gradually rose under his eyes was reflected on the cold back of the knife,
Some people don't cherish the chance to live again, so go back.
At this time, Mantis, who had just disappeared in front of Gao Li, came to the other side of the city, appearing in front of a man he had sworn allegiance!
"How's Gao Li's preparations?"
"He said that he was not ready yet, so the operation would have to be delayed for a few days, after all, the military is not easy to provoke, and it is difficult to do it without complete certainty."
With a dark blue trench coat and a beard that has been around for thousands of years, Vandal Savic's face is not so good-looking at the moment.
He had just made contact with his first target in Starling City, and had spent a not-so-pleasant period of time, when he needed news that sounded like good news.
It's just a pity that he was disappointed.
Thinking of the blood-colored mist that had been suppressed on the compass last night, Savic's face became even worse.
It's not that easy to get out of my control.
"What's going on with Poke Hill?"
"I've met a lot with a Hispanic woman who seems to be the head of a secret organization."
With his head down, his eyes were full of red from an angle that Savage couldn't see!