Chapter 70

"Hey, Chu Yang," Zhou Shuhan said with a smile, "I'm not your personal secretary. Why should I tell you all about the chairman? But you've been waiting here for a long time. I'll be kind enough to tell you that she won't come back today because she's going to attend the autumn auto show planning party held by the municipal government. "

I've been dizzy. Since I'm a driver, but I'm not with me, what's that? Damn, I don't even need to go out. Then you have to tell me where you live, right? So quietly go busy, do you want me to go back to Fulinmen? But I just agreed with night tassel. How can I go back. Well, I'd better make do with a hotel. But today is another day off. I have to find something to kill time at night.

Chu Yang scolds Chai Murong in his heart. When he sees Zhou Shuhan in front of him, he decides to take the girl to spend time with him. Anyway, she would like to invite her. After making up his mind, he said with a smile, "Zhou Tangtang. I've been busy all day. Are you tired? "

"What for?" Seeing Chu Yang's gallant face, Zhou Shuhan, who was gloating, stepped back warily: "Chu University driver, how do you care if I'm tired?"

"Ha ha, I care about you because we have a good relationship." Chu Yang picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time: "didn't you want to invite me to dinner yesterday? But I was really busy last night. I didn't promise you. But I have time tonight. "

Hearing Chu Yang mention yesterday, Zhou Shuhan was angry, but he said with a smile: "Oh, I know. Do you want me to invite you tonight?"

"You are so smart. Let's go. For the sake of your sincerity, let's just go to any restaurant and have some

"Hey, I'm sorry. I don't want to invite anyone tonight." Just when Chu Yang thought Zhou Shuhan would be very happy, she refused with her chin raised.

"Er," Chu Yang touched his chin, "can I invite you? It's an apology for my rudeness to you yesterday, but you can't go to that kind of French restaurant any more... "

"I'm so sorry," Zhou Shuhan interrupted with pride in his eyes. "I have an appointment with you tonight. Even if you invite me, I don't have time. Well, I've left. That man must be waiting for me. "

Zhou Shuhan finished, no longer look at Chu Yang, with elegant steps, dada out of the office door.

"Cut, don't pull down, when I rare please you? If you have an appointment with a beautiful woman, just like you, that is, a little dandy like Ma Jian takes you seriously. Pretend, and then pretend. If I invite you to dinner again, I'll let several women know me... "Chu Yang curled his lips and swore that he would never invite her to dinner again.

Looking at the empty office, my heart began to complain about Chai Murong: no matter how busy you are, you should talk to me, right? I'm waiting here!

After complaining in the office, Chu Yang left the company listlessly. Casually looking for a small hotel, to a plate of braised pork elbow and a few bottles of beer from the pouring up. After dawdling until dark, he checked out of the hotel. He looked up at the street lamps above his head and the couples on the street. He suddenly missed these days in Fulinmen and even wanted to go to Chaoshan street to see the dream bar.

Well, don't go. In order to avoid being bored, it's better to stay away from women in the future. Chu Yang carries a cigarette in his mouth and walks along the sidewalk. Just when he wants to go to Quancheng Square to have a look, a short message comes from his mobile phone in his pocket.

"I don't care about you." Chu Yang thinks that this is the information from Chai Murong or Zhou Shuhan. He is too lazy to talk to others, but he takes out his mobile phone. When he opened the message, he knew it was Gu Ming.

The message is as follows: at 3:40 a.m. tomorrow, Newman of Ukraine will arrive in Southern Hebei by a flight from South Korea. His pseudonym is Santos. He has reserved a room in the Crown Hotel in Southern Hebei on the Internet and opened the pick-up service of the hotel.

Newman: Ukrainian, gender, male. He is 29 years old. He is 1.89 meters tall and weighs 87 kg. He is good at Sanda, karate and Taekwondo. He is good at tracking. It is said that as long as the people he is targeting, so far there is no one who can escape. He has a pair of eyes as clear as the lake. Although he is not the world's most powerful killer, but he can be among the top 15 killers.

Newman is very low-key, and there are not many rumors in the killer world. However, his low profile just makes people unable to master too much information about him, which always makes people think that he is a fan. A mysterious killer in the dark.

"Three forty." Chu Yang looked at the time and murmured, "it's not nine o'clock yet. It's eight hours before three forty. Newman, why are you here so fast to die? Enjoy the last eight hours of your life. "

Now that there's something to do, Chu Yang can't feel bored any more. The excitement of being away from him for nearly four months, after deleting the text message, soared, making him have a kind of impatient

A Boeing 747 from South Korea landed at Jinan International Airport at 3:40 on time.

As Newman stepped out of the cabin, he looked at the light in the distance. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Jinan, chaimurong, I'm here."

Since Newman came by plane, it is impossible to carry "hardware" such as Barrett sniper rifle. Actually. When he killed people, he mostly used the guns of the target country, or simply used his fists. Only in this way can it be difficult for the police to find clues. So, when he walked out of the airport with light steps. I just carry a travel bag and dress like a tourist.

When Newman came to southern Hebei, he had already reserved a room in Crowne Plaza Hotel in Southern Hebei through the Internet, and negotiated with the hotel for the hotel staff to pick up the plane. So when he walked out of the airport. He waved to the taxi drivers who said hello to him until he saw a Jetta taxi with the word "crown" on it. Then he walked quickly.

"Hello, are you Mr. Santos from Korea?" A young man saw Newman coming and got out of the car. Say hello to him in English.

"Yes, I'm Santos," Newman said, looking at the young man in front of him with his clear blue eyes. "Are you sent by the crown hotel to pick me up?"

"Yes," the young man laughed. Open the back door for Newman: "Mr. Santos, please get in the car."

"Thank you." Newman gave a polite thank-you, then stooped to get on the bus.

"Mr. Santos, is this your first visit to southern Hebei?" The young driver seems to be very talkative. He took the initiative to speak soon after the car started. Taxi drivers always like to chat with passengers, which is a common problem of all taxi drivers in the world. The special working environment makes them good at talking.

"Well." However, Newman is not the kind of person who likes to talk very much. He just said, "sir. When I get to the hotel, please call me. Now I'm going to have a rest. "

Taking a long flight, plus a long or short time difference, passengers will definitely feel tired after getting off the plane. Even if the passenger is Newman.

"Ha ha, OK, you can have a rest. I'll call you when you get to the hotel." The young man agreed with a smile and stopped talking.

I'm afraid we can't find a chance to kill this time. We need to make a quick decision. Newman sat in the back of the car with his eyes closed and began to think about how to successfully hunt the target.

Newman is very clear, because the bonus for killing Chai Murong has reached 10 million US dollars, I believe those famous killers will be interested in her, maybe when he comes to southern Hebei. Others have already come. He doesn't have much time to study the goal at all. He can only take the way of quick decision.

He also knows that since the target is worth tens of millions of dollars, her security work is undoubtedly of a high level, and she will find herself on the killer platform to strengthen her protection. Therefore, it is difficult to get close to her in a very short period of time

Just as Newman closed his eyes and thought about how to hunt Chai Murong quickly, the car stopped. He opened his eyes, looked at both sides, and asked the young man in front of him who was going to push the door to get off the bus: "here we are?"

"No, but it's where you should be." The young man turned back to smile, showing a neat white teeth, and then pushed the door out of the car.

instantaneous. A bad premonition rose from the bottom of Newman's heart. He reached out and took out the key chain from his waist. Between the dexterous turning of his fingers, a finger long knife appeared in his hand. Looking at the young man smoking in the dark outside, Newman slowly pushed the door and got off with his travel bag.

After getting off the bus. Newman looked around and saw that it was a relatively barren place. The corn field with more than one person proved that he was now in the suburbs.

"Newman," the young man turned and looked at Newman, "I could have set up a bomb in the car, or shot you while you just closed your eyes, but I don't want you to die so easily.

Because I'm always resting these two days, I'm itching all over my body, so I want you to play with me for a while before I die. "

"Who are you?" Now that people already know Newman's real name, he doesn't deny it, and he is not irritated by his opponent's deliberate contempt. A killer who ranks among the top 15 in the world must have strong determination.

"I told you that you don't know me, but I'm in a good mood today. I'd better tell you. My name is Chu Yang." Chu Yang puffed out a puff of smoke and said faintly: "ask you a question, who is going to kill Chai Murong?"

"Chuyang? Never heard of it. I don't know who is going to kill that girl. But I won't tell you if I know. " Newman gently shook his head, thinking quickly: since he knows who I am, and is still so calm, it proves that he has confidence in killing me. Do I run into the cornfield now, or do I face him? If I turn around and run, I'll give him my back

"You're right. A professional killer won't easily reveal his client's information." Chuyang seemed to know what Newman thought. His cigarette butt lit up and said, "if you want to turn around and drill in the corn field now, I'm sure you don't have a chance to live. I heard that you are good at Sanda, taekwondo and so on. Please play with me. I hope you don't let me down. "