"Then what should we do? Are we just looking at the golden phoenix?" Yang Xiu was so anxious that tears almost flowed out.
Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly smiled seductively. This smile made Yang Xiu stunned: "Yang Xiu, the first to get closer to the water is to the moon, what are you afraid of?"
That's right, with my youthful and invincible beauty, I will never lose to that golden phoenix.
In the ward, Jinfeng finally finished the soup. She looked at Fang Ming with satisfaction and secretly rejoiced in her heart.
I don’t know why, but Jin Feng always gets angry every time he sees Yang Xiu. Seeing Yang Xiu angry seems to be a very pleasing thing.
"Jinfeng, it's time for me to leave. You have a good rest."
"Don't leave!" Jin Fengshui's eyes were full of nostalgia.
Fang Ming really couldn't bear it, but he did have something to deal with: "Jinfeng, it's too late, you won't let me sleep here, right?"
Jinfeng chuckled and said, "Then you have the heart to leave me alone?"
"Jinfeng!" Fang Ming summoned up the courage to say; "Jinfeng, I have a fiancée."
"Fiancée?" Jin Feng's heart dropped. She pinched the sheets angrily and her eyes widened: "Are you talking about Yang Xiu?"
"So be it!" These things will have to be faced sooner or later, and Fang Ming clearly knows his future path - the path of an out-and-out hero.
Those who achieve great things are mostly ruthless. A man who is destined to be tempered in blood and fire should not have too many worries!
"Really?" Jinfeng chewed Fang Ming's words carefully, she knew the weight of these words.
"Jinfeng, I'm leaving now. I'll come see you tomorrow."
"Wait a minute!" The days of bed rest were really boring. Jin Feng took Fang Ming's hand and almost begged: "Fang Ming, please stay with me and talk to me. I'm going to die of suffocation.
Got it!"
"This---" Fang Ming looked at the room, and there was a bed, which was the place for the escort.
Jin Feng explained: "The chaperone won't be here tonight, Fang Ming, just stay with me."
It was really irresistible for a tough-blooded policewoman to act coquettishly. Fang Ming sighed and lay down quietly. Jinfeng turned around, her beautiful eyes were affectionate, and she looked at Fang Ming quietly.
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His gaze was as gentle as the moonlight, and Fang Ming's heart seemed to blend into the intoxicating night.
This quiet feeling was like the sound of nature. The two of them just looked at each other, feeling the blissful tranquility. In an apartment in Macau, a stout man was wiping the gun in his hand.
"Boss, the latest news!"
A younger brother delivered a telegram to Fu Haoran's desk. Fu Haoran took a look and his whole person changed completely.
"Wen Ze is dead, Wen Ze is dead?" Fu Haoran said to himself, his hand holding the message trembling constantly, as if it was difficult to believe that this was a fact.
"Boss---" Junior Gangzi opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Fu Haoran's head hit the table with a bang, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Fu Haoran, a well-known underworld boss in Macau, is known for his cruelty and cruelty. This murderous king who once hung the head of his enemy on a high pole to show the public, shed tears at this moment.
"Little brother, little brother---" Fu Haoran slapped his hand on the table and suppressed his cries.
Half an hour later, Fu Haoran wiped away his tears and called Gangzi in.
"Who killed Wenze?"
"Nando City Police."
Hearing that it was the police from mainland China, Fu Haoran was stunned for a moment. He regained his composure in an instant: "No matter who it is, as long as he kills my brother, he will die!"
"Understood!" Gangzi's hands clenched into fists. As long as the boss gave the order, he would immediately rush to the mainland to avenge Fu Wenze.
"Gangzi, the mainland police are not as useless as the Macau police. We should invite the best killer organization to solve this matter."
Fu Haoran's brain was running rapidly, and he tapped his fingers on the table and said: "Book me a flight ticket to Japan, I want to go to the Sword Saint Gate!"
A plane flew through the clouds and landed in Tokyo, Japan.
Fu Haoran changed to a car and traveled through the beautiful wilderness.
Japan is well-known for its environmental protection. There are trees on both sides of the road that cover the sky. The air is as fresh as if beef has been washed, making every pore feel refreshed.
No matter how beautiful the scenery was, Fu Haoran's heart was still as cold as winter.
Ten years ago, the Fu family brothers came to Macau from a small town in Nanchuan Province. After a lot of hard work, they became famous gangsters in Macau. Later, the younger brother Fu Wenze returned to Nanchuan Province to work hard, ambitious to create a great success in the mainland.
A career.
It was autumn that year when my younger brother left. The clear sunshine shone on his dark face. My younger brother's voice was firm and powerful, just like his strong heartbeat: "Brother, I must make the Steel Knife Gang a real Steel Knife Gang!"
The words are still ringing in my ears, my beloved has passed away, and my brother is now lying in a cold coffin.
"Boss, we're here." Gangzi stopped the car and Fu Haoran got out of the car.
An antique path appears in front of you, with beautiful cherry blossoms on both sides of the path, and at the end is a black door. On the door are the two characters "ASSANO".
Asano is a well-known underworld organization in Japan. This organization is different from other organizations in that its main business is assassination.
Assassination is an ancient art in Japan. The assassins of the Asano family adhere to the tenacity of the samurai during the Warring States Period and still use this ancient way to make a living in the modern era of technological advancement.
Unlike other assassination organizations, the Asano family's assassination targets are all foreigners. It is said that the Asano family pays a large amount of taxes to the local government every year, which is why the Asano society survives.
Two samurai in kimono opened the door, one samurai made a gesture of invitation, and the other samurai led the way.
In fact, before coming here, Gangzi had already had contact with the Asano family, but the price they wanted was too high, so Fu Haoran had to take action himself.
In the middle of the hall, various weapons were hung. Fu Haoran wandered among them, feeling the cold aura emanating from these murderous weapons.
His pupils shrank like needle pricks, and Fu Haoran felt a powerful murderous aura coming from behind.
Fu Haoran turned around and saw a sword, a red samurai sword.
The blade is two and a half feet long, with a slightly upward curve. The entire blade is glowing with a strange blood-red color, just like the blood-red color that comes to burn everything in the apocalypse.
Fu Haoran closed his eyes, sweat was already soaked on his body.
"Whoosh!" A red light flashed, and the sword returned to its scabbard. A samurai wearing a white samurai uniform was gently putting the sword back on the shelf.
The warrior did all this so naturally that Fu Haoran didn't even see clearly how the other party took action.
Asano Nobunaga, the patriarch of the Asano family in charge of assassination affairs, Fu Haoran felt chilled for no reason when he saw him.
"Are you Customer No. 9?" Asano Nobunaga asked.
The killer strictly guards the secret of his employer. When making transactions, the employer only needs to quote a serial number instead.
Fu Haoran nodded and said straight to the point: "I know Mr. Asano is an efficient person. To make a long story short, I think the price is too high."
"Is it high?" Asano Nobunaga raised his head, his eyes shone with cold light: "Tell me your reasons."
"As we all know, the people the Asano family wants to assassinate are just ordinary people. The price of 20 million is indeed too high."
Asano Nobunaga had no expression. He looked at Fu Haoran: "The other party is an ordinary person, but he is also a policeman. You have to know that the police of China are the most powerful police in the world. They have a strict organization. I want to ensure that my people can
Return to Japan safely."
Assassination is a systematic project. From the implementation of the plan to the final safe retreat, these are all issues that Asano Nobunaga considers.
Asano Nobunaga added: "What's more, the person you assassinated this time was a young man named Fang Ming."
"Fang Ming, what's wrong with him?" Fu Haoran asked doubtfully.
Fang Ming was assassinated because he was Jin Feng's boyfriend. When negotiating the mission, Fu Haoran had already paid the Asano family an information fee. According to the Asano family's investigation, this young man Fang Ming was not as simple as he appeared.
The negotiation fell into silence. A woman in kimono brought fragrant tea. Asano Nobunaga took a sip and said: "Mr. No. 9, I can only say this much, if you are willing--"
The Asano family does everything with careful consideration. This fee is so high, so they must have their own considerations. Fu Haoran sighed, took out the checkbook from his arms, and signed a bunch of numbers.
"Okay! We will try our best!"
"Try your best?" Fu Haoran was quite dissatisfied with this answer. What he wanted was not his best effort, but 100% revenge.
"Mr. No. 9, nothing can be 100% perfect. If you fail, 70% of your reward will be returned. Now you can choose the killer."
Fu Haoran nodded and walked into the cherry blossom forest in the backyard of the Asano family.
In April, the cherry blossoms bloom as bright as clouds, and the breeze blows, and the scattered petals are flying in the woods.
Poignant and stunning, this was what Fu Haoran felt. He raised his head and looked at the killer in front of him carefully.
After some selection, Fu Haoran selected the stronger Qianye Xue Killer Group. This group had not failed once in the past three years. Fu Haoran firmly believed in his vision.
"Brother, I will definitely avenge you!" Fu Haoran stretched out his hand to hold a falling petal, as if it was the remaining soul of his younger brother. In the ward of Nandu City Hospital, warm sunlight came in through the glass window.
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Fang Ming stood in front of the window, watching Jinfeng put on the police uniform, and smiled sincerely: "Jinfeng, you are finally better."
After more than three months of suffering, Jinfeng fully recovered and she is looking forward to returning to the life of the police force.
Fang Ming was also very happy, as this meant that his life as a caregiver had come to an end.
"Fang Ming!" Jin Feng pouted and said, "You must visit me often in the future."
"Don't worry, I will do it. You should also pay attention to your safety."
Jin Feng sighed and showed a strange look: "Fang Ming, are you very happy in your heart?"
Oh my God! People who are police officers are not so sensitive, right?
"Yes, after three months and three days, I was finally released after serving my sentence. Goodbye, Jinfeng!"
Fang Ming's figure moved quickly. As he said goodbye, he ran outside with a whoosh. Jin Feng jumped up in anger and shouted at the running figure: "Fang Ming, I am so annoying to you.