C51

"What is it? Why didn't I see it? Why are you like Lao Hei, staring at a woman's chest? " Perhaps because he was more relaxed, Manager Qian recovered the power that he used to have.

"Yes, Lao Hei and I are the same, you are the only one, in your eyes there is only one woman's chest, and that is Monica." As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Monica just dressed up like a lily to marry today, why don't I boil a pot of pot, really want to slap myself.

The atmosphere inside the carriage immediately became cold, the Manager Qian drove without a word, and his speed became faster and faster. My heart beat faster and faster. Finally, when I was either stopped by the traffic police or in a car accident, the car finally drove to the area where I rented a house.

Actually, the part I'm responsible for is very simple, pretending to be a otaku who rarely goes out and completely disconnects with society. Although I'm not particularly good at doing this, I can still occasionally play around with him. According to the plan, I only need to wait for Third Sister in this room and leave the rest to the special agents of Supernatural Hunting Group.

The first day, I watched a day of film in the living room. I cooked a few bags of frozen food and ate three meals, with the same ease and thrill of waiting for prey to catch me.

The next day, he continued to watch movies in the living room and eat frozen foods. He felt that it would be great if he could live like a pig.

On the third day, when I began to feel bored by the lack of appetite for quick-frozen food, chatting with Manager Qian, who was lurking in the guest bedroom, using the stealth Mike as I watched movies, he confidently told me to be calm.

On the fourth day, he saw that the frozen food was a little nauseating, and all the stored movies were finished. Under the astonished gazes of those Supernatural Hunting Group agents who had never seen pirated discs before, he bought dozens of pirated movies.

On the fifth day, they ordered takeouts and watched movies.

On the sixth day, they ordered takeouts and watched movies.

Seventh day, eighth day … On the tenth day, after all the movies had been watched, the takeout food was on the verge of puking, so the moment he heard the word "quick freeze", he immediately collapsed.

On the fifteenth day, all the experts, including Manager Qian, started to become restless. They started to doubt the accuracy of the information, or perhaps this Third Sister had already been captured by Ma Dewei's subordinates.

On the evening of the twentieth day, elsewhere in the neighborhood, the surveillance agent told a couple to come into my building, and I remembered that I was going to pay the rent.

The second room I rented was a house that a couple in Shanghai was planning to use for their wedding. After paying the down payment, they had no money to renovate it, so they were planning to rent it for a year, then use the rent to do some simple renovations before the wedding. Since it was used as a bridal chamber, they all felt more sorry for the house. Ever since the signing, I have been constantly reminding me not to damage the existing decorations and facilities of the house. Although I feel a little nagging, I still understand. After all, they had to spend all they had to buy this happy little nest, so they had to be careful with the cleanliness of the room.

But the moment I opened the door, my intuition told me that there was something wrong with the couple today. Usually, the landlady always had her hand on the arm of the tall and fat landlady. But today, the male landlord's eyes were very straight and she looked at me with a dull expression. The female landlord wasn't like usual, with the smile of a newly-wed woman. Instead, she was looking at me with a cold and sinister gaze.

"Go copy the gas meter," the landlady told her husband shortly.

This sentence with a commanding tone further confirmed my thoughts. Usually, the landlady would not speak in such a manner. She can play Shanghai women's "coquettish" and "work" to the point where men are helpless. Previously, she had said the same thing: "Hubby, can you copy the reading of the water/electricity/gas meter? It's not convenient for someone to wear high heels." Then the male landlord had gone to move the stool and copy the reading of the hydrometer.

When the male landlord went to the kitchen, I pretended to go to the bottom drawer of the TV cabinet to get the money. At the same time, I covered my mouth with my hand and coughed. Cough … "Cough …"

The landlady's cold voice sounded out from behind me, "If you are sick, you should be treated earlier. Cough can cause death."

And in the earpiece, I heard their operations team leader give the order, "Go! Go! "Go!"

With a loud bang, seven people from the master bedroom and the guest bedroom rushed out. Four of them surrounded the landlady in an instant, while the other person went to the kitchen to control the male. On the other hand, Manager Qian threw a smoking bottle on the ground, because according to the intelligence report, this Third Sister could release the aroma that had the effect of anesthesia. He was also a hypnotist, which was why I paid attention to the male landlord's eyes.

Suddenly, all the lights went out at the same time. The landlady's sharp voice came from the darkness, "Help, husband, help!" I suddenly realized that this was her real voice.

"Crap, the one hypnotized is the landlady!" A groan came from the kitchen at the same time. Just as I was about to warn the others, a pair of bright eyes appeared in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room.

Just before my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I heard the dull, intense sound of gunfire again. One after the other, the agents were knocked to the ground. I was between the living room and the balcony, and there was no place to hide from the bullets.

Just when I thought this guest was going to be a tragedy, I was thrown to the ground. Without even looking at me, I knew that he was Manager Qian. Firstly, only he was able to jump over to block the bullets for me in this way, and secondly, I was being pressured to death by him. He was like a horizontal level competitor lying on my body, pressing down on me until my bones creaked loudly.

While I was being pressured to the point of rolling my eyes, someone moved a chair and smashed the glass on the balcony, before jumping out. I closed my eyes in pain, and in my mind's eye I saw the angry, twisted face of the landlady.

The whole process took less than eight seconds, from the operations team leader to the window being smashed. The top and bottom agents only fired a few shots at the incoming person's back, but only managed to shatter some of the broken glass. By the light of their flashlight, I could see that the sofa was empty. The white fox that had been put there to pretend to be asleep was gone.

Manager Qian didn't move while pressing on my body. I stuck my head out to check where the person was escaping to. He thought to himself, if anything happens to Manager Qian today, I, your father, will make you pay for the lives of your brothers for those two months.

It was not the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, though it was not the fifteenth of the eighth lunar month, but the moon was large and round, and in the bright moonlight I saw that the male landlord had not climbed down the drainpipe six floors to the ground, as I had thought. Instead, he went up to the rooftops and ran across the rooftops between the apartment buildings like the cool runners on TV. The speed made me feel like he was half running, half gliding.

As he ran, he suddenly stopped and looked back at me. From my point of view, his back was as white as the full moon. Under the moonlight, his figure underwent a drastic change. He looked like a person who had been poked with a hole, and quickly became thinner, and his figure also became shorter by a few centimeters. From his figure, I could recognize that he was the woman who stole the Ghost Slash.

She reached out and touched her face again, throwing away the delicate mask on her face. Under the full moon of the night, she became the mysterious and famous "Third Sister" who made both the military and the vampire group want to capture her. This was also the first time I saw her like this.

She was dressed in a tight black leather suit with a perfect curve. She looked very young, at most twenty years old. He had a slightly shorter face than a melon seed face, a round chin, ivory skin that accentuated his blue eyes, and shoulder-length hair that fluttered in the night wind. It was like a statue of the Moon Goddess under the night sky with black jade as its body, ivory as its head, and blue Na as its eyes, with black hair as its hair; however, it also emitted a strange and charming aura, making one want to worship its beauty, but also want to conquer its evilness; it was truly unforgettable. I looked at her briefly, and she continued to run up the stairs.

Behind me, a few Supernatural Hunting Group agents checked and said, "Those that were hit were all quick-impact tranquilizers. They weren't life-threatening." They started using the antidotes. After seeing that Manager Qian was alright, I finally relaxed and was about to run downstairs. From behind him came the weak voice of the Manager Qian, "Monkey, help me retrieve the Ghost Slash."

I sprinted downstairs with my brother's instructions. From my headphones, I could hear the northwest corner of the secret service personnel urgently calling for backup. Most of them just shouted and stopped moving. As I ran, I wondered why she was heading in this direction, and combined with the neighborhood's surroundings, I suddenly understood her intentions. The light rail line 3 has a turn here in our neighborhood. She must want to use the light rail to escape.

Thinking about this, I didn't head straight for the northwest. Instead, I chose the shortest route and sprinted a hundred meters toward the light rail bridge. Following the street lamp, one could already hear the approaching sound of the light rail. After climbing onto the soundproofing wall, the first section of the light rail had already whistled past. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. "It's a hell of a lot slower than maglev," I thought to myself, "but if it's maglev, what I'm doing now is basically suicide."

After checking the turn of the car, I jumped into the car. Due to the distance, the sound wasn't too loud. Although the Supernatural Hunting Group had reported in advance to the Chinese police through Interpol, saying that it was arresting important terrorists and obtaining permission from the Chinese police. But in the middle of the night, I didn't want to startle the passengers in the car.

After jumping onto the roof, I slowly moved towards the front of the car. Sure enough, just as the car passed the northwest corner of the district, I saw her figure on the roof of the residential building closest to the light rail. Her way of doing things was much more arrogant than mine, and the danger factor was so great that I was flabbergasted.

She opened her arms, made a diving motion, and ran up to the light rail, where she turned over like a gymnast. He landed lightly and steadily on the roof of the fourth carriage, kneeling down on one knee as he landed, his right hand supporting the ground to dissolve the remaining inertia.

I wanted to take advantage of her unsteady footing and knock her down, but when I reached the fourth car, I ran and jumped. She stood up straight and looked at me coldly. He also noticed that she was carrying a bag on her back. Presumably, the white fox was inside.

"It's you?" "You look a bit like a human being this time. The last time, I was more spirited than you," she said coldly.

Being remembered by such a reputable person and being once again the only beauty I have ever seen in my life, I couldn't help but feel a little proud. When he thought back to the last time he had climbed onto the plane, he felt a little awkward. His face was covered in mud, blood, and dust from the explosions. Because she had just "lost" her best brother, her snot and tears also joined in the commotion. It was already amazing that she could recognize me.

"It's good that you remember me, I'm not someone from the Supernatural Hunting Group, and I'm not interested in capturing you. Whitey is your pet to begin with, you can take it away, but Ghost Slash must return it to me." I said righteously, the Ghost Slash was stolen from Da Xing An Ling by the three brothers.

"Of course I remember you. There aren't many virgins these days …" Her cold tone was laced with a trace of ridicule.

Listening to her words, I was so ashamed that I wanted to jump off the car. For a moment, I couldn't even stand straight. "What?" You, you, you? " I stuttered in anger, which I rarely saw, and I thought how she knew all this. It was unbelievable.

Seeing that my face was filled with astonishment, I couldn't even think of the answer, so she said in a teasing tone, "My Dire Charm — — Fragrant, only a man who hasn't experienced anything of the opposite sex will wake up, and then you actually stole it … hmph," After saying that, her face turned angry again. She probably thought about how I snatched away her white fox, and then had an expression of hesitation.

"Cut the crap, return the Ghost Slash to me, I don't want to get rough with a woman!" I don't want to get involved with matters of men. Although it's not shameful, it's still a bit awkward.

"What are you talking about?" Are you my father? " she asked, suddenly confused.

I was confused. Even though I looked a bit old, I was only 24 years old. Why didn't I ask this question? I didn't know how to answer, so I could only look at her like she was an idiot.

"Isn't that obvious? Why do I have to return it to you? My father spent more than 60 years to make this gun. Also, the full name of this spear is Ghost Slash God. You don't even know the name, and it's already yours. What a joke. " There was pride in her tone. If it's really as she said, people who can produce such things should be worshipped like gods in my eyes, even Elder Bai doesn't have this level of skill.

"What kind of joke is this? Spending sixty years of time, even if your father started from the womb …" Then I realized that the woman who was beautiful enough to make the gods sigh was a vampire, which meant that her parents were also vampires. The age of this species cannot be measured in terms of human life, and God gave them a thousand years when he threw them into the dark.

As I thought about it, I realized that tonight I wouldn't be able to talk. I would have to see the truth. He took out the medicine that the Manager Qian gave me from his pocket and started to chew. The medicine was bitter and astringent, but according to the people from Supernatural Hunting Group, it could prevent them from being captivated by her fragrance.

Seeing my actions, she laughed contemptuously. "Hehe, just with you? I won't use the Dire Charm, and I'll let you use one hand. Before the car stops, as long as you can make me retreat half a step, the Ghost Slash will be yours. "