Chapter 178

That kind, gentle, beautiful girl, turned into a ruthless killer trainer?

At that moment, Tang Qian's heart was painful.

Things are different, like a knife on his body!

Tang Qian watched quietly, not even daring to move.

The huge training ground is very wide, and the fight and fight of those killers are fatal.

It's just training over there, but you can still see the dead.

And the dead who are eliminated are thrown directly into the sea.

Tang Qian held his breath and waited for the opportunity.

The day's ordeal is finally over, the night begins to fall, the whole island lights up.

The killer's training is over. Tang Qian sees that many people have been carried down. He can imagine how successful the training is.

Everyone has returned to the villa. Tang Qian looks at the familiar figure and slowly walks into the villa. Two minutes later, the direction of the fifth floor and the fourth floor of the villa lights up.

Tang Qian thought about Yu Qingya's preferences before. No matter how a person changes, his liking and habits have formed a natural state.

Tang Qian thought that if yingzi was really Yu Qingya, she would be the room on the fourth floor.

Because there a push open window, just to the East, when the sun just rose!

Tang Qian continued to wait patiently. Although his body was extremely tired, he still had something important to do, so he insisted on it all the time.

In the dead of night, except for the guards and the 24-hour human body image scanner, it seems that everyone in the villa is in deep sleep.

Tang Qian slowly crawled out of the mound, then took off his coat. In order to avoid leaving traces, he took off his shoes and trousers, carrying his huge burden, and slowly fell toward the villa.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, and twenty meters were getting closer and closer. When he wanted to see the light coming, he had to watch out for the possible organs and alarms in the villa.

Recalling the information he had, Tang Qian entered the villa as quickly as he could.

The elevator can't be used, but the stairs are used to escape. They were built in a hidden place. After a circle around the hall of tangqianli villa, they had to come out at last!

You can't get in from inside!

So he can only go up the windowsill that extends out of the wall.

That's too dangerous. If it's exposed, he has almost no chance to live!

Tang Qian thought quietly in the quiet night. A minute later, he decided to go up the window sill from the outside wall.

There were lots of people on patrol. Tang Qian was glad that they were all looking around and forgetting the villa itself.

So his vigorous figure quickly moved on the wall, from the window sill position up.

Finally, he got to the room he thought.

Tang Qian sat on the windowsill, and his whole heart, which had just been relaxed, was brought up again.

The window was open, not closed, and the perfect faint light was enough for him to look at the woman who had sat up from the toilet.

"Elegant?" Don whispered. He knew it was her.

"Pa" of a, the lamp in the room turned on, cherry son looking at that sitting on the windowsill, a face at a loss and at a loss of man, eyebrows slightly wrinkled!

On the windowsill sat a man in his 40s and 50s. He had a cold face, three-dimensional facial features, deep outline and sharp eyes. Even if he was dressed in nondescript clothes, he could still feel his extraordinary temperament and dignity.

"Who are you?" Sakura asked in a voice, looking very defensive.

Tang Qian looked at the estrangement and alert in her eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

She is still her, perhaps because she has already practiced martial arts. She looks tall and beautiful, with melon face, willow eyebrows, and apricot eyes that are no longer as moist and transparent as before, but only deep and cold.

Tang Qian threw his backpack at yingzi's feet and then said in a voice, "I want to know if you are her?"

"If you have seen it, you may understand it!"

Yingzi looks at Tang Qian suspiciously and doesn't move his burden at all.

Tang Qian had no choice but to jump down from the windowsill.

But when his hand just touched the burden, Sakura had already felt out the gun and quietly touched his back.

Tang Qian felt a tear in his heart, which made him pale.

Turning his head to yingzi, Tang Qian said with a bitter smile, "why can you understand what I'm saying, eh?"

"You are not from R, you are from Z, don't you want to know your past?"

The cherry son hears speech, in the deep eye flash a silk of complexity, immediately to Tang Qian way: "open!"

Tang Qian squatted on the ground and took off his coat and trousers. He looked very embarrassed. The climate here was too cold, especially in the late night. Tang Qian felt that his intimate clothes were freezing.Slowly open the burden, Tang Qian took out the photos he and Yu Qingya had taken, about 20.

However, it's Yu Qingya's and his daughter's. These photos were taken by Wanzhe lingjue for him from Xiaomeng.

Then there are paintings, many, many. When Yu Qingya was with him, she painted a lot.

There are two of them shopping, eating, traveling, and the characters on the painting paper are especially vivid.

As if everything was yesterday.

I don't know when Sakura's gun has been put down!

She picked up the picture and looked at it. She had no impression at all!

But she knew it was true.

Looking at yingzi squatting down, Tang Qian took the sweet and intimate photos of two people and said, "she is my wife. We have a daughter who has been missing for 21 years."

"She likes painting very much. She is gentle and understanding."

"Yu Qingya?" Sakura murmured, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

She has seen her own files. Yu Qingya, 28, was involved in a car accident.

She has become a killer trainer and seems to have seen her own ending.

So she didn't choose to be hypnotized to get her memory back.

For her, she can't go back.

"Go away, she's dead!" Sakura put the picture back in Tang Qian's bag and said in a cold voice.

Killer trainer, never leave this island.

Even if she wakes up her memory, it's like aggravating her torture.

I have seen many dead people, many past events are not important, let alone a memory!

Tang Qian spread out one drawing paper after another in front of Yu Qingya, and then said in a low voice, "her grandfather is still alive. This year, she will be 100 years old, and so is her grandmother. She is 98 years old. She has a daughter, 29 years old, and a grandson, 8 years old!"

"She used to meet me just for the sake of finding the right person!"

"I didn't take care of her. It's all my fault!"

Tang Qian's heart aches when he thinks of the past!