I thought I had misheard, so Mu Sixian withdrew a little gap, and his cold eyes were full of mockery: "Miss An, if you are a pawn, you must have the appearance of a pawn." Jin Xiyan has a thorn in his heart, he sharpened himself into a knife, and what determination do you have that can make you kill people who have nothing to do with you but are in the way of this situation?"

Kill a person directly, simply brutal and directly bloody.

It's easier than a ploy that kills a group of people.

In Mousse's eyes, this is just a small test.

And my stupidity made him give a conclusion: I have no position, I am soft-hearted, I can't do it, and I don't have the ability.

I'm long overdue out of this situation, burden.

Closing my eyes and opening them, before he got up to leave, I grabbed his cuffs, twisted my eyebrows and whispered, "That, hindering your plans?" ”

Mousse raised his eyebrows, and the ridicule turned into interest, and he generously admitted: "Yes." Miss An, remind you that there are still injuries. ”

"There is an injury, and it is also a disguise."

I hooked the corners of my lips and looked back at Jin Xiyan's evil spirit.

I have learned the determination to be fearless and the ability to build momentum in the face of danger, at least, I have recovered from the shock.

Mousse didn't speak, his eyes lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you two talking about!" Wutong leaned her face over and looked at Mu Sixian with a vigilant expression, she was angry: "Mu Sixian, I don't care what you have to do with Jin Xiyan, it's my best friend, you are not allowed to stumble on her!" ”

"Yes, it's your friend, what does it have to do with my Mu Sixian? The plane is borrowed from you, don't you also owe me a favor? ”

The scheming man here has become very interested in Wu teasing:

"Let's not talk about favors, how do you say you can pay back the expenses?"

"Mousse leisure! You have so much money, what to pick! ”

"I'm short of money." Mousse shrugged, pointed his chin with his finger and said, "Did you have something to ask me as the owner just now?" Come, give you a chance, follow me to the back warehouse, and I'll tell you how I 'picked'"

Sycamore puffed out his face, and his dark eyes lit up with anger.

But I understand that Mousse is really playing, and he is supporting Wu Wutong for me.

"Wutong, what happened just now, please." Slowly, I spoke.

Jin Xiyan said that in this Jianghu, no one will innocently help a person.

Mousse wants the sycamore to soften his body, but also to get rid of the flies that get in the way.

And I want to stay in City B and become a pawn in the chess game.

We must pay the corresponding price, borrowing and paying, buying and selling, it is by no means a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer, let alone mercy and gifts.

Although I don't agree with you returning to the Celestial Empire, I also know that Jin Xiyan is your coordinates, and you are also there where he is.

, I didn't see you, but you weren't a little angry, with a sense of desperation.

You have to remember that there is not only one Jin Xiyan in the world. ”

Time will only train us to become more and more realistic, whether it is the reality of me or the gradually mature Wutong, everyone can not go back to the innocence of the student days.

Mousse smiled idly, stared at Wutong's standing up, grabbed her wrist, and walked quickly to the bedroom in the back warehouse.

I sat in a leather chair and looked at the person sitting in the second row in front of me to the left, facing out of the window, looking at the starry sky, but actually looking at me through the reflection outside the window. He staggered his face and sat upright.

I looked embarrassed, clutched my stomach, and held on to the armrests to get up.

I shouted in English to interrupt, and the two people in the first row and the second row turned around at the same time, and the one in the second row pressed the shoulder of the person in the first row and motioned for him to go.

It seems that I am also the man's target, but his purpose is not to kill me.

I bent my mouth and beckoned to him with an apologetic smile, he asked me if I needed help, I blushed and lowered my head and said I wanted to go to the bathroom, but the wound hurt so much that I couldn't get up, and begged him to carry me to the bathroom.

The man wrapped me into the bathroom and closed the door and went out.

I sat down on the toilet and my heart started beating wildly, and cold sweat began to crawl down my spine, hurting my wounds. Hanging my hand, the butterfly knife that I had been carrying close to me was still there, and I skillfully popped out the blade, whirling and holding it horizontally, and made several movements, but I was trembling all over.

A few knocks outside the door to calm me down.

I remember that after the plane took off, everyone asked to turn off their mobile phones, and the noise outside the door was a violation of professional ethics and the use of mobile phones in a non-emergency state.

No, maybe he is finding a separate opportunity to reach out.

Bang bang bang! I kicked the door and called for help.

The man kicked open the door, I didn't lift my pants, showed my snow-white thighs, bit my lip and blushed and said to him, "I'm sorry, can you pick me up." ”

Coming to his senses, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and bent down, his eyes falling into the half-obscured shadow of my thighs and clothes.

I put my arms around his neck and whispered a shy exhalation to the Italian: "Thank you"

While popping out the butterfly knife to slice his arteries.

Poof.

Hot blood splattered all over the wall, and it was too late to realize the pain, he covered Bobo's bloody mouth, stared at me for a second, knelt on the ground, and screamed at me and grabbed my neck.

The other in the cabin rushed over, and when he saw his companion's body, he quickly pulled out his gun and pointed it at me

And I was so shocked by the rain of blood in front of me that I couldn't move.

I killed a man with my own hands, just to make one, and no longer stay out of it.

I didn't expect to kill so decisively, at that moment it was like someone was holding my hand, I didn't have time to think about it, but now, I was drowning in red, suffocating and frightened.

With my eyes closed, I watched as the man pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The body sank, and the back stabbed.

I thought I was dead, but I could still hear the roar that echoed in my ear canal for a long time.

The person who weighed on me was picked away, and my heart still weighed a thousand pounds.

"Ms. An, you?"

The other helped me up and told me to sit on the toilet for a while. He flipped over the one I had killed, his fingers poking his nose out.

The man's eyes were open, a pool of blood poured out of his neck, and a shot in the chest bloomed a blood flower that grew larger and larger.

Soon the cell phone in his suit was shot out and placed on the sink, and the dead man was knocked into a black cloth bag.

"Are you okay? Are there any injuries? "Wash my hands and face, and hand me a wet towel, as if I had killed a pig in the market, not a person.

"Me, I"

I looked down at my hands, one hand clenched into a fist, my fingers were blue, and I still had a butterfly knife in my fist, the blade of which was ticking a strange red, I wanted to throw it away, but my fingers were too stiff to move.

"Don't blame yourself, he's a traitor."

Eight words, no more to comfort me, it doesn't matter who is black and who is white in this world, who is righteous and who is evil. What matters is who wins.

Jin Xiyan's chess game is the money laundering line of the Celestial Empire, and Mu Sixian's chess game is the overall situation of the Celestial Empire, and I am just trying to defend one person.

Seeing that I was stunned, I couldn't comfort me, so I lowered my body bag and walked out of the bathroom.

Soon, two flight attendants on the private jet walked in, she didn't scream, she didn't faint, she mechanically knelt beside me and wiped the blood from her face with a towel for me over and over again. And another quick processing site, very soon, here as if nothing had happened.

The flight attendant changed my clothes and put on cotton sportswear for me, and she asked me if I had left my clothes and if she did, she would send them to where I lived.

Looking at the polite smile and the neat bathroom in front of me, I felt like I had a terrifying dream

When I was helped to my seat, Mousse sat lazily on the sofa seat opposite me: "It's good that you didn't hesitate too much, otherwise you would be the one who was threatened when you arrived in Italy." ”

Mu Sixian shook his phone at me, and there was an unsent text message on the screen, but I couldn't read the Italian text, and I didn't know what Mu Sixian meant.

"He is the eyeliner that the other party has planted next to me, and I don't want to disclose my participation in the division of power in the Celestial Empire at this time. By appearing next to me, you are undoubtedly exposing me. ”

"So even if I don't do it, this man will die on the plane?"

"Of course."

"Sycamore knows you're doing this?"

How common this kind of thing is, you can see it from the expression of the flight attendant.

"Since marrying Sycamore, I haven't hidden my identity. My mother's net worth background, my name, Wutong knows. I tried not to let her know too much. ”

In other words, Wutong knew in his heart that the dazzling man in front of him was also stepping on the white bones.

"Sycamore won't know about today."

The hot milk on the table at the mousse bar pushed to me, and the corners of her mouth curled, beautiful: "She is very tired and sleeping." ”

Holding the mug, the palms of his hands were still cold: "Then, I can go to City B, with a new identity, a sufficient source of P blood, of course, I want to bypass the hospital of Hao Luotian's family." ”

"Miss An, when you go to City B to recuperate for a week, I will give you what you want, and I will also tell you what I want as a report. Jin Xiyan has already made a mess of the Lu family in S City for you, which makes me very annoyed. If you really want him to do what he has to do, please watch from afar. ”

"I didn't plan to let him know that I was in City B, otherwise I wouldn't have let Wutong move that 10 million in Italy." When I opened my mouth, I felt struggling, tired and screaming at my every capillary.

My eyes grew heavier, my hands shook, and the mug fell on the soft stall and smashed into the soft ground.

Only then did I realize that there was medicine in the milk, and the psychological pressure I was under reached a critical point, and I closed my eyes, I thought to myself.

When I woke up, I was in a warm duvet, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of me were brightly lit traffic.

City B.

The center of the Celestial Empire, compared to the western-style S City, is a mixture of historical precipitation and modernization, and the heavy stroke is always politics.

I have been to this city once, the people here care about the national situation, know the history well, as long as the chatterbox, the old man basking in the sun does not need money to let you listen to three paragraphs.

This is my first day in City B, and the lights are shining outside the window, but I am hesitant in my heart.

v This article 5 comes from melon seed small / say net zbco, more 4 new more 2 fast 3!