A dark moonlit night with high winds.

It was Jiang Xia's turn to be on duty today. She sorted the express items collected throughout the day and loaded them into trucks. It was already early eight o'clock when she got off work.

I didn’t ride a bike this time. The distance from the express outlet to Fengyi Alley was only one kilometer. After a tiring day, it was actually a very pleasant experience to take a leisurely stroll.

When he was about to enter the corner of Pink Clothes Alley, he stopped, his ears searching for a subtle and strange sound and smell.

After performing special tasks for several years, his hearing and vision have been honed to the top level, and he is extremely sensitive to some potential threats.

It was a murderous aura, very strong, not something that ordinary social bastards could have.

Masters can use their skills to break the realm by smelling their breath.

Without daring to hesitate, Jiang Xia quickly turned around and left, running towards the Hengjiang Bridge as fast as she could!

He didn't want blood to be spattered on Pink Clothes Alley, which was his home and his sister.

The wind howled in his ears, and he couldn't tell whether danger was coming, and he had no time to think about where the danger came from.

Jiang Xia did not reach the bridge, but rolled under the bridge. There were hard sand and stones under her feet. The river was rushing past her eyes, and the street lights on the bridge would reflect some light.

This is a great place for a duel.

Holding your breath, your ears searched for other clues besides the running water and the roar of cars.

"Come out! Do you think you can kill me in the dark?"

Although he is the king of soldiers, he does not dare to be careless. After all, those who can follow him quietly are definitely not ordinary people.

Her breath was wrong. Jiang Xia turned sideways in a hurry. As fast as lightning, a bullet whizzed past the tip of her nose, flashing a cold light!

Damn it! It's really vicious, and it's a killer move.

Quietly, a man in black moved out from under the bridge like an expert in martial arts movies. His face was covered with a black scarf, only his two eyes were exposed, and he was holding a short gun with a silencer in his hand.

Jiang Xia sneered and said in a deep voice: "Who are you entrusted by?"

The man in black had a hoarse voice and said in broken Daxia dialect: "Entrusted by money!"

"The Xia Kingdom doesn't have a capable killer, and besides, your Chinese language is too loose. It seems that your employer hates me to the core. He spent a lot of money to find a killer from abroad, right?"

"You're going to die anyway, so it's okay to tell you, five million Xia national coins! You're really valuable, it's a relatively big deal!" After saying this, the man in black sniffed hard, looking very funny.

Jiang Xia snorted coldly, "I'll give you a minute to leave and tell your employer that you can't earn these five million, otherwise, you won't have the chance to report to him!"

The man in black laughed twice, "I hate when others look down on me!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"You don't need to know, and I never ask. I'm only responsible for killing people and collecting money. It doesn't matter whether you are a cat or a dog. In the end, it's all just a corpse."

"Then you are so unprofessional. People like you can make money quickly and die quickly."

The man in black sniffed his nose again and sneered twice: "You are right, but who told you that I want to live for a long time? If I succeed, I will get money to enjoy it. If I fail, I will die happily. Isn't that good?

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This is the true outlaw mentality.

The man in black put the gun behind his waist, pulled out a short knife from between his legs, and assumed a fighting stance.

He is indeed an experienced killer. He understands that with Jiang Xia's skills, a gun is only useful in the dark. Once there is a face-to-face confrontation, there is no chance of firing.

"I'll give you one last chance to regret it. I know you're not afraid of death, but living isn't that bad, right?"

The man in black showed that he had not listened to Jiang Xia's advice. He secretly kicked up a stone and hit Jiang Xia directly in the eye. When he was dodging, he stepped forward and slashed diagonally with his knife.

This is not a fatal move, but it has a very high success rate.

Jiang Xia leaned back and barely escaped. When she lowered her head, she saw that the tip of the knife had made a big gash in her work clothes.

Look at the incision, it's definitely a good knife that can cut hair by blowing it.

Perhaps it had been too long since he had been on the battlefield. This move seemed to arouse Jiang Xia's addiction. It had been a long time since she had moved her muscles like this.

The man in black saw a sneer on the opponent's lips, and his eyes became sharper, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.

Before he could react from his surprise, Jiang Xia flew up and circled, hitting him on the shoulder with a whip leg.

Such a big man was so suppressed that he fell to his knees.

Then he pinched the hand holding the knife between his legs and twisted it. With a shout, the sharp knife fell directly to the ground.

Jiang Xia landed on the ground with her legs half squatting.

Just when the man in black thought he could take a breath, Jiang Xia did not stand up directly. Instead, she swept her legs away like a whirlwind on the ground and directly attacked his lower body.

The speed of these movements was completely beyond the imagination of the man in black.

UI.

The man in black was suffering from severe pain in his legs and could not stand up. Jiang Xia's feet violently kicked him in the crotch and waist. He had no time to escape and was beaten passively.

Seeing that the man in black seemed to have lost his fighting ability, Jiang Xia directly pressed his knee on his neck.

"I'm so disappointed. I thought you could make me happy..."

The man in black suppressed his face and said with difficulty, "Who the hell are you?"

"Didn't you just bravely say that if you don't succeed, you will die happily?"

Jiang Xia leaned back, took out another knife from his leg, and used the tip of the knife to lift the towel off his face.

"Americans? It's such a pity that you can't go home even if you die. You can only be buried in this foreign country!"

There was a trace of fear on the black man's face.

It is easy to say that you are not afraid of death when you are not really facing death, but it is not so easy to say that you are not afraid of death when death is really in front of you. Jiang Xia has seen too many such people.

After taking out his mobile phone from his pocket and taking a few pictures of his face, Jiang Xia continued to ask: "I'll give you one last chance. Just tell me who hired you, and I can let you live!"

The man in black seemed to be still hesitating.

"Okay, then I can only send you to hell!"

The moment the blade was raised, a bright light shone on Jiang Xia's face.

That's the beam of light from a tactical gun light.

It seems that there are still people responding in the distance, and the enemy is most dangerous in the dark.

Jiang Xia had no choice but to give up on the man in black beneath her knees, turned over and got into the bridge hole, and sprinted along the dark side of the river embankment, covering a distance of ten miles.

After making sure that I was safe, I crawled quietly to the river bank. When I reached the road, I could finally take a breath.

I lit a cigarette and took two puffs, and suddenly I felt depressed.

I want to escape from those swords and swords, but all kinds of dangers always seem to follow me.

Okay, let's make the storm more violent.

Jiang Xia took out her mobile phone and sent those photos to John, and left a message to him: "Old guy, help me check this person as soon as possible. He should be American. I almost died in his hands twenty minutes ago.

superior!"

Unexpectedly, John replied instantly: "You are so popular. You have already returned home from the army, and there are still so many people thinking about you."

Damn it! This old guy really doesn’t mind watching the fun!

Jiang Xia didn't reply to him. He knew that although this old guy had a poor mouth, he was still reliable in his work.

Who is going to kill him?

Jiang Xia smoked three cigarettes and still didn't understand, because it seemed that no one could offer him five million.

You must find the mastermind behind this, otherwise not only will you be unsafe, but your sister may also be harmed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia quickly took a car and drove back.

It was probably almost ten o'clock when we returned to Fenyi Alley, which is when the nightlife is at its busiest.

When she passed by the door of Widow Zheng's clothing store, she was standing at the door. She was wearing a blue hip-hugging skirt, which made her skin look whiter and tender, and her plump figure was fully exposed.

Although this woman and Mo Xiaochou are both beauties, they are two completely different types. One is like a fragrant peony, and the other is like a light and elegant narcissus.

Ergou has been living in Pink Clothes Alley since he was a child. He is used to seeing girls behind the glass doors with pink lights on at night, wearing very little and posing in various provocative poses. He understands everything.

He knew that mother liked men. After his father died, he, a little eyesore, never dared to bring a man to the house. He also knew that this time mother really fell in love with this young man who could fight well.

Jiang Xia smiled at her as a greeting.

Widow Zheng snorted, pretending to be disdainful on her fair and tender face, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Xia. Her eyes were intense, and combined with her delicate and colorful makeup, it made people feel like a sheep was about to fall into a tiger's mouth.

illusion.

Jiang Xia quickly took two steps.

"Mom, don't worry about it. Jiang Xia is a person who has seen the world. I heard that she has been in a special forces unit, maybe she is still a young girl." Ergou sat on the football and looked at his mother's crazy look.

He couldn't help but complain.

"What a bastard! Look at those muscles, they are so tight." After finishing speaking, Widow Zheng realized that saying this to her son did not seem serious. A trace of blush appeared on her face, and she shouted: "Get out, get out of here."

, have you finished your homework and come out to play?"
Chapter completed!