Chapter 626

There's someone behind the door.

As soon as Hao lianyanyue entered the bedroom, her sixth sense gave her a warning signal of danger, and her pupils contracted.

In her bedroom, she can only be allowed to enter by herself. No one, including Han Zekai, can enter without permission.

The sense of danger like a poisonous snake behind her made Hao lianyanyue react the fastest, half turned around, swung the bottle and smashed it behind the door.

Sure enough, someone!

When the wine bottle was smashed down with the wind, Hao lianyanyue only saw a flash of white shadow in front of her eyes, and the wine bottle hit the ground heavily.

Before the sound of the broken bottle came out, Hao lianyanyue turned around, and the glass in his right hand shot out, flying towards a white shadow that had already floated to the middle of the bedroom.

The white shadow seemed to shake for a while, and the tall glass wine cup stopped in the air, or was pinched by two fingers.

Hao Lianyan's eyes were immediately attracted by this hand.

What kind of hand is this?

I believe that even the people with the best appetite will vomit and have nightmares for half a month after seeing this hand. The word "skin and bone" seems to be a beautiful adjective when it is used on this hand. It is no different from a skeleton except that it is covered with a layer of pale skin, and there are big black spots on the skin.

A hand can be so terrifying. What kind of terrifying look will the owner of the hand look like?

Hao lianyanyue subconsciously retreated, but then stopped. Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. She walked back into the bedroom, closed the door with her backhand, and stared at the male part of the man in white. She said faintly, "you'd better inform me in advance before you come next time. I'm a coward. If I hurt you in danger, it's not good. "

"You really want to hurt me, but you don't have such ability."

It's a woman's voice. It's very pleasant and clear.

If you just listen to her voice, you will definitely think that she is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, just with a cold smell in her voice.

"You can dodge bullets every time?"

Hao Lianyan turned her mouth and looked up at the woman.

The woman standing in the middle of the bedroom is not too tall. She is about 1.65 meters tall. She is dressed in white clothes, and her gray hair is scattered behind her head. Her pale face has no expression at all, but her eyes rotate with her eyes, occasionally showing sharp luster.

If people see a woman holding the glass of that hand, they will think that she is as thin as a hemp pole - but in fact, it is not so. Although a woman's body is not too plump, it is not like a bamboo pole, or even like a yoga instructor.

How can a woman with a decent figure have a ghost like hand?

Hao lianyanyue also wants to know the answer. In fact, she even wants to know what the woman, who is called "ghost hand devil Ji", looks like.

The reason why the ghost hand devil Ji's face has no expression is that she has a mask on her face.

Looking at the glass in her hand, she walked back and forth a few steps and asked, "so far, you have attacked me seven times, five of them with guns. I believe you know best whether I can avoid bullets. "

Hao lianyanyue lowered her eyes, looked at a bamboo flute hanging on the waist of devil Ji, sighed and said, "Oh, you're right. I still can't figure out how a person can be faster than a bullet. "

"That's because I'm not human at all. I'm the ghost hand."

With a flash of her right hand, the goblet flew to the cupboard by the window. After two slight shakes, it was still.

Hao lianyanyue went to the window, sat down and looked at the wine glass: "I'm not sure that the things are in his hands, or I don't have enough reasons to search the place where he hid things... You know, he's not an ordinary person. If it's hard, there's no other meaning except to expose myself. "

"It must be in his hands, at least the Sutra of sun Tianyang is in his hands."

Ghost hand magic Ji said, hide in the sleeve of the left hand a wave, a white ball flew to Hao lianyanyue.

Hao lianyanyue grabs the ball. It's a paper ball.

The voice of ghost hand devil Ji rings out: "the plan has changed, later according to the above to do."

Hao lianyanyue opened the paper ball, took a look, tore up the ashtray on the cupboard and lit it with a lighter.

That piece of paper must have been specially treated. After it was ignited by the lighter, just like the gunpowder in the firecracker, a fire suddenly rose and then disappeared. There was only a layer of white trace in the ashtray, but there was no ash left.

After watching Hao lianyanyue burn the paper with her own eyes, the ghost hand turned and walked to the door.

"Wait, I have a question for you."

When she came to the door, Hao lianyanyue suddenly asked, "I want to know who the old monk I assassinated last time was."

The ghost hand devil Ji turns around and looks at Hao lianyanyue's belly, and says faintly: "I can tell you that you have been stabbed with a bamboo strip on his belly. The old monk is the head of Zhonggong. His name is honest monk. He has another level of identity, that is, the living Buddha of Kayang, who is active in Northern Xinjiang. "

"What, he's the head of Zhonggong? Is the master of Zhonggong the living Buddha of Kayang

Hao lianyanyue was surprised and sat up from the window, his face full of disbelief.

Hao lianyanyue already knows the news that Kayang living Buddha has died in the great earthquake in Outer Mongolia.

It's no surprise that Kayang Buddha died in the earthquake. After all, not everyone is as lucky as Gao Fei and tie Tu to survive the earthquake.

She was surprised that the legendary master of Zhonggong was the old monk she had assassinated.

"Anything is possible."

Ghost hand magic Ji used a well-known advertising words, and then seemed to smile.

Hao lianyanyue was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "since he is the master of Zhonggong, why should he be assassinated?"

The ghost hand devil Ji coldly replies: "this is not what you should ask."

"Can I ask another question?"

Without waiting for the ghost hand to say anything, Hao lianyanyue asked, "are you not sure about dealing with Gao Fei?"

The ghost hand demon Ji's eyes narrowed slightly and said slowly: "if I want to kill him, thirty high flying are dead."

"Because of what's in him?"

"That's not what you should ask."

The ghost hand devil Ji once again answered Hao Lian Yan Yue with this sentence. Without waiting for her to say anything more, she opened the door and went out.

Hao lianyanyue immediately stood up, walked quickly to the door, opened the door and looked at the living room below: the living room below was empty, the doors and windows were closed well, but the ghost hand devil Ji's person was missing.

Instead of going out to search, she closed the door, went to the wardrobe under the south wall and opened it.

There is a notebook in the closet, and the screen is divided into eight small screens, each of which faces the door, the window, and even the secret passage under the stairs.

From the screen, Hao lianyanyue can see the ghost hand magic Ji out of her bedroom, turn right to the stairway.

Next, it is said that Hao lianyanyue should have seen her walking down the stairs - but in fact, she didn't even see a ghost shadow, as if the ghost hand magic Ji disappeared out of thin air after passing the camera at the door of her bedroom.

"She must have fooled the camera in some way."

Hao lianyanyue breathed a sigh of relief, closed the cupboard door, went to the window, drew the curtain, opened the window cabinet, and took out a box from inside.

Inside the box, there is a small mobile phone, brand new, never used.

Hao lianyue turned on the phone, and when the signal source appeared in the upper right corner of the screen, he quickly dialed a number.

A few seconds later, someone answered the phone, but no one spoke.

Hao even Yanyue didn't ask if there was anyone there. He said directly: "at one o'clock in the afternoon, I went to the sunset restaurant and found Gao Fei... After I came back, the ghost hand magic Ji waited for me in my bedroom and gave me a new task."

The people over there still didn't speak.

Hao lianyanyue stares at the call time. After the other party is silent for more than 10 seconds, she resolutely pulls down the phone, then deletes the call record and turns off the phone.

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"Big brother Biao is not lying to me, is he going to have a formal job? Besides, his monthly salary is more than ten thousand, and his bonus is extra... Hey, he must be bragging again. He's been like this since he was a child. He's always cheating people with big words. "

Zhang Mao is a taxi driver. His car belongs to Jinan platinum taxi company.

Zhang Mao is driving the car in partnership with others, or simply he is working for the car owner: the car owner works night shift, he works day shift, from 6 am to 6 pm, he takes care of the fuel charge for 12 hours, and pays 180 yuan rent to the car owner every day. After a month's hard work, he can earn about four or five thousand yuan.

It's enough for a countryman like Zhang Mao to earn four or five thousand from the morning to the night. He doesn't believe that his cousin Chen Dabiao, who also came from clay leg, will find a job with a monthly salary of tens of thousands and bonus, unless it's a dream.

His cousin Chen Dabiao went to the detention center a few days ago. Zhang Mao knew about it long ago. After the incident, he sent his cousin 10000 yuan.

That's all he can do. He's not rich, and it doesn't matter in the city.

Zhang Mao got a call from his cousin last night.

Chen Dabiao told Zhang Mao that he had come out now and found a good job.

He also said that his boss was very kind to him and gave him several recruitment places, so he asked Zhang Mao if he wanted to work with him.

To tell you the truth, Zhang does not believe that his cousin can have such good luck, but he can go to see what happened tomorrow.

Today's business is not very good. His income is not half of what he usually does. Zhang Mao is a little worried and hopes to get a "big deal". At least he has to earn the rental fee.

After looking at the oil meter, Zhang Mao shook his head and temporarily threw his cousin's story out of his mind. He prayed to God for mercy. Maybe God really heard Zhang Mao's prayer. When he passed a road, a woman in white stopped him.

"Hello, where are you going..."

Zhang Mao stopped the car and turned to the woman in white who opened the door. As soon as he said this, his mind began to hum: God, is this the hand of a ghost? So scary!

"To peace square."

The woman in white closed the door, raised her hand and gathered up her black hair. Seeing Zhang Maozhi staring at her hand, she stretched out her hand in some wonder, shook it in front of him and asked, "what's the matter, what's the problem?"

A woman's fingers are thin and tender, as if they were green and white, as if they were the hands of a piano girl.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was a little distracted just now. Hey, you're sitting down and driving."

Zhang Mao blinked his eyes hard. He turned around and started the car and thought, "well, young and light people are dazzling.