Chapter 713

With a touch of joy, Jiang Muye quickly hid in the corner. When Lao San entered the toilet, he crept over again.

After the sound of "Hua Hua...", Jiang Muye took out his dagger and went into the toilet quietly.

So the old three, who were about to lift their trousers, felt a chill in their neck. Then they heard a low voice: "don't move, don't shout. My dagger doesn't have eyes."

"Who are you? What are you doing? " Even if he is not a good man, he is afraid of bad people.

Jiang Muye chuckled: "I only ask you one question. If you answer well, I'll let you go."

"You say, what... What's the problem." Old three's trembling voice made Jiang Muye want to laugh, but he still asked in a deep voice: "what is the mission issued by W organization?"

Old three one Leng: "I... how do I know, i... I'm not from W organization."

"I've heard what you just said. If you don't answer truthfully, I'll kill you and then ask your accomplices."

Jiang Muye Road, the dark night with his sinister voice, to create a sense of inexplicable terror atmosphere, coupled with the cold touch of the dagger, straight to his psychological defense.

"Well, I'll... I'll tell you, but... You, you'll let me go." Old three.

"Don't worry. As long as you tell the truth, I'll let you go." Jiang Muye road.

"The mission is...... Princess... Your highness." The third man saw that Jiang Muye's dagger had not been taken away, and he was scared to cry immediately: "brother, I'm telling the truth!"

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment. After confirming the truth of his words, he waved his arm and hit him on the neck. Lao San lost consciousness.

Jiang Muye leaned him against the wall of the toilet, and then quickly out of the toilet, neatly over the wall.

The result is the same as what he guessed, but he didn't expect that W organization would choose the way of new tasks. In this way, many killers would gather here in a short time.

Maybe someone knew him.

However, he also speculated that the people of the W organization would certainly appear. He has given enough signals that no matter what his identity is, the W organization will not let it go.

In addition, such a task, W organization can not leave behind.

So, what I have to do now is wait for the foundation laying ceremony in a few days.

But before that, he thought, could ah Hu go to the police station to report to the police early tomorrow morning, at least let the security measures on the scene be more strict.

On the way back, Jiang Muye walked slowly. When he turned the road opposite the repair shop, he saw a stealthy figure outside the repair shop window. He didn't know what to do with it.

He stopped to hide in the shadow and saw that the man was wearing a black cap with his hands groping by the window.

Looking at it silently for a moment, Jiang Muye plans to scare the snake!

Maybe the people of W organization have found his trace, so only by this way can he achieve his goal.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muye quickly came out of the shadow and ran to the opposite side.

Hearing the movement behind him by the window, he immediately tried to run away. The dagger in Jiang Muye's hand had already gone away and flew to the man.

The man dodged the attack of the dagger. With a crash, the dagger pierced the window glass, and the splashing glass debris went towards the man's face.

The man quickly squatted down to avoid, and just realized that the target of Jiang Muye's dagger was glass.

At this moment, Jiang Muye had already arrived, and the man missed the best time to escape.

We have to deal with it.

So two people bare handed started to fight, you come and I go to all the sparks of the master duel, especially that person moves ruthlessly, mercilessly.

Jiang Muye's own potential has been thoroughly inspired by the man, and he seems to have more memories in his mind, such as climbing, fighting, shooting

Therefore, he should have been a trainer, and he had received professional training.

At this moment, Jiang Muye affirmed his identity as a well-trained killer.

Soon, Jiang Muye got the upper hand. His fingers caught the man's throat and forced him to the wall.

In front of the man under the black cap between the eyebrows and eyes with a fierce, hawk nose, thin lips, a cool thin face.

Jiang Muye had no impression of him, so he asked, "who are you?"

The man didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked without fear, "where is Chen Dong?"

"I'm Chen Dong." Jiang Muye answered.

"You are not Chen Dong!" The man insisted.

"And who am I?" Jiang Muye asked directly.

The man frowned at him and confirmed that he wasn't joking. Then he hooked his lips and said with a laugh: "I don't know."

"You must know." "Tell me, I'll spare you," he added

The man's neck was strangled very tightly. Jiang Muye had a lot of strength. He struggled for a while to get more pressure. Finally, he compromised: "I said."

Jiang Muye gives a hand. The man stares at Jiang Muye and says, "are you..."

At this moment, Jiang Muye felt close to the truth, and he was about to know who he was!

In this way, he can find the lover he always cares about.

But just as he was distracted, the man's hand grabbed a handful of glass from the windowsill and threw it at Jiang Muye.

Jiang Muye subconsciously dodges. In this moment, the man escapes his control, runs forward quickly, jumps on a motorcycle by the side of the road, and disappears from Jiang Muye's field of vision.

Jiang Muye stood in silence for a while, recalling the conversation he had just had with the man in his mind.

"Where is Chen Dong?"

"I am Chen Dong!"

"You are not Chen Dong!"

"And who am I?"

Jiang Muye also clearly remembered the expression on his face. There is no doubt that he must know himself!

Unfortunately, he ran away!

Jiang Muye opened the door with a key, turned on the light in the room, and put away the dagger that fell on the ground. Then he returned to the window with a flashlight and carefully checked the messy glass debris.

That man must have put something here just now.

Finally, Jiang Muye found a button sized monitor in the glass ballast on the ground.

It's just that it has been trampled during the fight between the two people. I don't know if it's possible to repair it.

But anyway, Jiang Muye got a message that his name might not be Chen Dong, so his identity should be someone who was executed by Chen Dong.

Of course, we have to rule out the possibility that the person just told a lie.

Jiang Muye quietly went back to the room, closed the door, took the paper shell to block the window, and then went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Looking at the scars on his back, he closed his eyes and tried to recall the past memory. Even if it was the source of the scars, he believed that a little memory could start a prairie fire.

But in the end, what he remembered was not the source of the scar, but a pair of gentle hands walking up his scar

Jiang Muye threw his body under the shower head to extinguish the flame in his heart.

It seems that he really has a wife.

Think of here, the heart inevitably sour, suddenly swept the mind, a kind of thing called missing spread.

"Baby, I miss you." "I'll get you back," he whispered

……

Perhaps because of the beautiful mind in the bathroom before going to bed, there are many scenes in Jiang Mu Ye's dream that he never dreamed of.

Sleeping on the sofa in the glass greenhouse, kissing on the thruster in the gym, soaking feet on the balcony, and the beautiful blue bed in the bedroom

Scenes of daily life are real as if within reach.

She should have soft black hair, stubborn and lovely, gentle and resolute. She should also have a pair of bright eyes, as if she can see through the heart.

Nose should not be very warped, and then curved eyelashes and gentle red lips, as well as a palm big face.

Jiang Muye sat by the bed, swam away with a pen in his hand, and put all the sporadic elements in his dream on the paper. Soon, on the white A4 paper, a girl's face was just beginning to appear.

It's lovely and charming. It makes Jiang Muye's heart beat.

Finally, he put his pen under his eyebrows and planned to draw the eyes of his heart.

This is also the most important part of the face.

Suddenly the voice of ah ah came from outside the window. Jiang Mu Ye looked up and saw that ah Hu had arrived. He was standing beside the broken window with a sad face.

"Brother Dong, what's going on?"

Jiang Muye quickly picked up the pen and paper and pressed it under his pillow: "you come in and say."

Ah Hu came in with a sad look on his face: "brother Dong, you know, the store is in a recession now. It doesn't make much money. It costs a lot of money to repair the glass."

Jiang Muye made up his bed and said, "I'll fix it. Don't worry."

"Do you have any money?" Ah Hu asked.

"Private money." Jiang Muye road.

"Oh, that's good."

Ah Hu watched Jiang Muye walk into the bathroom. Suddenly, he was surprised. He went to the bathroom and pushed the door open. He asked, "brother Dong, you don't have any money. I don't give you a salary. Where do you get your money?"

Jiang Muye is preparing to go to the toilet. He pushes him open and closes the door

Ah Hu: "ah...!"

That's the problem!

So when Jiang Muye came out after washing up, ah Hu was sitting in front of the counter, looking at him seriously: "brother Dong, come from the truth, where did you get the private money?"

Jiang Muye looked at him lightly and said, "I had a watch before, do you remember?"

A Hu's face was muddled: "I can't remember. Do you have a watch?"

"Of course." "It's very expensive. I'll sell it," he said

Ah Hu nodded: "Oh, so, what do you do to sell watches?"

"Save some private money!" Jiang Mu Ye looked at him lazily and answered.

Ah Hu knows that Chen Dong looks older than him. Should he want to save some money to get married?

AHU instantly opened the gossip mode: "brother, do you like the little sister in the barber shop next door?"

Jiang Muye

When ah Hu acquiesced, he continued: "I know that little sister. You'd better not make up your mind about her. She's the lover of Feng Gongzi."

"Mr. Feng?" Jiang Muye frowned: "the fiance of Jinhua?"

"Yes." Ah Hu's face remained unchanged: "that's him."