readx(); The Wanghai Airport was crowded with people.
In such an international metropolis, you can always see all kinds of foreign faces. Especially as Christmas is approaching, more and more international friends are taking advantage of the rare long holiday to travel to China.
The announcement that the flight was about to take off echoed in the lobby. Along with the constant chatter and the crying of children, the waiting room seemed a little noisy.
A foreigner was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. His gray coat made him look inconspicuous, and under the lowered brim of his hat was a brown face with stubble. There is no doubt that he is white, and his skin color is just a result of staying in the desert for a long time.
It's hard to imagine that people can still sleep in such an environment.
"Uncle, toy car." A Nunuo voice sounded in his ears, and a little boy stood next to him and pointed to his shoes shyly.
The man opened one eye and smiled warmly, the wrinkles on his face twisting like knives.
Just like an amiable middle-aged man.
However, those green pupils completely destroyed this amiable expression. The fierce light refracted in the dark green is as ferocious as a wild wolf, and the writing is full of ferocity.
But the little boy took two steps back, with a scared expression on his face. He didn't dare to ask for the toy car anymore, and ran away.
Seeing the little boy running away, the man shook his head, stood up, and walked toward the waiting room.
"As expected of Mr. Gris. The ferocious reputation of the hungry wolf can still scare children to tears even in the East tens of thousands of miles away." An Oriental man walked up to him naturally and took the hand from his hand. He picked up the suitcase and said with a smile.
"I don't want to get into trouble as soon as I get off the plane, so you'd better call me G here." Gris said lightly.
"Okay, Mr. G." The person who received him smiled, "How do you feel about the new working environment? Compared to Iraq."
"The smell of the desert is terrible," Gris grinned, "but compared to the noise here, I prefer the quiet noise of the sand."
"What on earth turned the hungry wolf who killed without batting an eyelid into a Dickinson?" The man rolled his eyes and said somewhat exaggeratedly.
"Maybe it's blood." Gris shrugged, "Someone once told me that poets and killers. These two professions are very similar."
"One sings about death and the other executes death?" the man teased.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Li, you seem to be late?" Gris did not interrupt him again and glanced at the electronic clock in the airport lobby. He said calmly.
"Because there was a little accident... But it doesn't matter. The only difference is the execution process." Li Zhongping took out the car key from his pocket and turned it, and said with a smile.
"Accident?"
"Well. We originally thought we could cooperate with each other, but it seems that Zhang Youjie made a mistake in judgment. In view of the change in the situation, we have to start the plan. If nothing unexpected happens, we may fight against the agents of China." Li Zhongping said helplessly He sighed, although his helpless expression seemed a bit artificial.
Shrugging, Gris said slowly.
"To me, there are no surprises."
For Chinese agents. He didn't care at all. Just like a hungry wolf who has experienced many battles, he will not care about the demonstrations of one or two shepherd dogs. Although he is not good at goose-stepping, he knows a hundred ways to track and kill enemies. So many terrorists and people who endangered national interests died at his hands that even he himself could not count them.
There is no possibility of losing.
"The person responsible for the safety of the target is a Chinese named Lao Dao."
Hearing this, Gris's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised into a sinister smile.
"Lao Dao?"
... ...
"Have you been gone for so long?"
"I met an acquaintance and had a casual chat." Jiang Chen sat across from Xia Shiyu again and replied with a smile.
Seeing the smile on Jiang Chen's face, Xia Shiyu blushed inexplicably and lowered her head. Green-white jade fingers fiddled with the hem of the coat.
"Speaking of which, I...are we considered boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Seeing Xia Shiyu's appearance, Jiang Chen couldn't help but blush. He looked away and scratched his cheek.
"Well, sort of." Although not exactly.
"Does anything need to be done?"
"No need...just let nature take its course." Looking at the red cheeks, Jiang Chen swallowed.
Although he wanted to say, "Let's start with kissing first," he thought about it and restrained his evil thoughts.
After all, the current relationship between the two is just to cope with the urging of their parents.
He could feel Xia Shiyu's feelings for him. He does have a crush on her.
With Xia Shiyu's character, it is absolutely impossible to accept the existence of Ayesha and Liu Yao now...
It's better to let nature take its course.
"Wait until both parties understand each other better before proceeding to the next step." This was also the agreement between Jiang Chen and her.
... ...
After eating, Jiang Chen drove Xia Shiyu home.
Facing the enthusiastic uncle and aunt, Jiang Chen just greeted him politely, gave him the gift he had prepared, and left after saying a few words.
Looking at Jiang Chen's back as he drove away, Xia's mother put her arms around her daughter's shoulders and smiled happily.
"How's it going? Mom didn't lie to you. This Xiao Jiang looks like a talented person. You have to be nice to me. There are not many men with such good conditions these days."
"Okay mom..." Xia Shiyu muttered with her head buried and her cheeks slightly red.
"You should work harder and get married as soon as possible. Your parents are still waiting to have grandchildren."
"Grandson, grandson? Then, um, I-" That cold pretty face suddenly turned red, and Xia Shiyu's thin lips opened and closed, completely in panic.
child... ...
If you have a baby, you definitely need that one...
Like a frightened deer, Xia Shiyu rushed into her room without looking back, slammed the door, leaving her surprised parents in the living room.
"You old man, what are you talking about?" Xia Mu slashed the old man.
His old face turned red, and Xia's father choked back unconvinced, "What can I say, don't you want to hold your grandson as soon as possible?"
"..."
After rushing into the room, she closed the door and Xia Shiyu leaned behind the door.
She pressed her body against the door and gradually slid down, slowly sitting on the floor.
Panting slightly, she put her hand on her chest.
The blush spread from her fair neck to the roots of her ears, and she felt her heart beating violently.
Things like giving birth to a baby...
An illusory picture emerged in her mind.
Wearing a suit and leather shoes, Jiang Chen walked up to her, with a sunny and charming smile on his face. Blushing with embarrassment, she stepped forward and took his arm.
Wearing a white wedding dress and high-heeled wedding shoes, with the blessings of relatives and friends, the two walked down the red carpet together and exchanged a vow kiss in front of everyone.
The scene turned to the wedding room.
Jiang Chen hugged her sideways, kissed her forehead, then gently placed her on the soft wedding bed, stretched out his hand...
At this moment, there was a slight noise outside the door. Not sure if it was an illusion, but she also heard an English sentence.
Xia Shiyu was stunned and stood up from the floor.
I don’t know when it started, but the voices of the two old men bickering had disappeared.
She suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.
It's eerily quiet outside.
Swallowing, she stretched out her hand to hold the doorknob and opened the door to the room.
Outside the door is a smiling face.
But it didn't belong to Jiang Chen, but to a woman, a blond woman with blue eyes and a headset.
Xia Shiyu was stunned, she didn't recognize her.
"Who are you-"
"Don't worry, she's just a kidnapper." Catherine said teasingly, and neatly stabbed the electric shock device into her abdomen.
The numbness interrupted her consciousness for a moment, and Xia Shiyu fell softly on Catherine's body.
"The 'package' has been recovered." Catherine clicked on the headset and said easily.
The two old men in the living room had fainted on the sofa.
"Perfect, return to the 'warehouse' and stand by." Sitting in a coffee shop, Zhang Youjie raised a victorious smile on his lips.
"learn."
The communication ended, Zhang Youjie closed his laptop and walked out of the coffee shop.
A mocking smile flashed from the corner of his mouth.
"Simply amateurish." (.)