Fan MingEn and Yao Xianghe had a strong atmosphere.

They didn't know that there was a pair of eyes watching them silently hundreds of meters away.

The top of the cloud is facing the sea, and the room where they live is also a window facing the sea.

As it was evening, fan did not close the window.

At this time, hundreds of meters away in the East China Sea.

There was a little speedboat, which was standing on the sea.

Under the light starlight, there is a tall figure standing on the boat.

He was dressed in black, as if to melt into the night.

In the night, only the rebellious and sharp eyes twinkle with light cold light.

This pair of eyes, through the hands of the infrared mirror, looking at the scene in the room.

When you see Yao Xianghe and fan MingEn close to the body, as well as the intimate posture, this person's hand under the infrared mirror, almost will buckle down.

There, it's a big trigger.

This man has a long sniper gun in his hand!

The infrared mirror is just the infrared night vision sight above the barrel!

For a long time, he still silently released his hand.

"They can't die so easily."

A low tone, like a ghost whispering.

After a roar of the engine, the yacht headed for the sea.

The moonlight was shining on the sea, dimly reflecting a large character printed on the back of the yacht.

Ji.

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After a day's tiredness, the office workers, after asking about the flavor of the supreme fragrant lotus glutinous rice chicken outside the night food shop, immediately rejuvenated and joined the queue.

As a result, the busy night food not only has no sign of cooling down, but also becomes more crowded.

In the back kitchen, the chefs' joy is mixed with pain.

Even if there are people in rotation, their hands are shaking slightly after a day's hard work.

But listen to the hall from the sound of orders, they showed a happy smile, bite teeth continue to cook.

At the door of the kitchen, Murong listened to the dream anxiously reporting to night Honghui: "store manager, the medicine is about to run out!"

Night Hong did not care to put a hand, picked up a pen to write a contact to Murong to listen to the dream.

"Go to the ancient medicine base of Jiang family in Yangji district and find a female doctor named Chu Jiaotong. She will give you medicinal materials."

Murong listen to the dream lenglengleng to take the paper, eyes flash a few flash, the corner of the mouth seems to bend down a not too happy range.

"Manager, who is Chu Jiaotong? Why is she so nice to you? "

Ye Hong was stunned and puzzled: "she is the little Chu who I told you about.

I am now the vice president of the Ancient Medical Association. I have the right to take medicine directly.

What is so good for me? "

As soon as this word came out, Murong heard that he had misunderstood him.

She spat out her tongue, blushed, turned to one side and said, "no, nothing, the store manager, you just think I didn't say anything!"

Night Hong looked at Murong suspiciously and listened to the dream. He shook his head incomprehensibly and raised his feet and went out.

"Manager, where are you going?"

Night Hong waved his hand: "go to the store for a walk."

For that suddenly quiet down on the top of the cloud, night Hong did not put down the guard heart.

He was worried that fan MingEn would send someone to make trouble, so he wanted to visit the store.

At this time, a black Audi car is slowly stopping at the side of the road outside the night food.