Yang Xingchen soon arrived at the textile factory. Instead of rushing in, he carried his eyes to the sky and observed around for a period of time. However, no matter what he thought, there was no one in the factory. It's estimated that the woman hasn't come yet. Yang Xingchen thinks about it and drives the car in first. Anyway, she has her own eyes. She can't escape her own eyes when she comes.
However, Yang Xingchen also has a heart, he will his second-hand Santana, park in the middle of the factory abandoned rockery, his people hide in the workshop.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, but the woman who asked her to come still didn't come. Yang Xingchen frowned, took out his mobile phone and sent a program on it. Although the woman who asked him threw away her mobile phone card, Yang Xingchen, who has superb black technology, easily got through to the woman's mobile phone.
On a road 100 miles away from the textile factory, a woman in black was driving at a high speed when her mobile phone rang. Woman a Leng, this number but she just pressed up, no one knows this number. Why did the cell phone ring?
The woman suspiciously took out the mobile phone to have a look, found that it was an empty number, she answered with a puzzled face.
"Hello?" The woman said only one word and stopped talking.
"Give me some wool! I said that you are ill. I have made an appointment to take my life, but I still don't come. Am I going to commit suicide here? What kind of plane, what kind of God, what kind of ghost! I warn you, if you don't come again, I won't wait on you. " Yang Xingchen is not polite. He scolds as soon as he gets through.
The woman who was driving was startled, like a ghost, and shrieked, "is that you? Yang Xingchen? How do you know my number? "
Yang Xingchen sneered, "aren't you talking nonsense? If you know my number, I can't know your number? "
There seems to be nothing wrong with this sentence. The woman in black instinctively just let out a sound. All of a sudden, he called out like a cat with its tail on. "No! I just installed my mobile phone number. How do you know it? Are you a hacker? "
Yang Xingchen laughs, "do you care if I'm a hacker or a red guest? I ask you, when are you coming?"
The black woman calmed down slowly. She said coldly, "what you said is very correct. I don't care what hacker you are. I only know that you are the target I want to assassinate. Boy, I'm on my way now. I'll be there in about an hour. Don't be in a hurry to die, just use this hour to deal with your affairs. " Then he hung up.
Yang Xingchen Leng Leng, he did not expect that this killer should be so direct, general killer is impossible to admit identity, but this woman is very simple. The more she is like this, Yang Xingchen pays attention to her. It seems that those who come are not good! Since the other party is so forced, I have to make some preparation.
Yang Xingchen took a look inside the factory. Although the factory has long been moved away, there are always bits and pieces left here. For example, on the ground, there are screws and screws everywhere.
Yang Xingchen laughs. This is a good guy. He looks down and picks up a lot. Of course, if there are too many of them, it's very cumbersome to put them in your pocket.
Yang Xingchen simply put half of what he picked up in his car, because there are so many mosquitoes below, Yang Xingchen doesn't want to be bitten by mosquitoes. He simply ran to the top of the building, smoking on the top, and sent a message to LAN Lin, telling her that he had something wrong and wanted to go back later.
As time went by, because of the limited function, he couldn't keep his eye open all the time, so Yang Xingchen watched it every 15 minutes. When he looked at it for the third time, he suddenly looked shocked, and the whole person was shocked.
Ice?
God, why is she here?
Is it true that you are not dreaming in this world, but crossing over?
Think about it. If you didn't come across it, how could you meet Tang youyou and her four sisters? OK! Just admit that it's a coincidence, but how do you explain the ice this time?
Yang Xingchen was so shocked.
In that world, Hanbing is a member of the dragon group and one of his wives. So what is her identity in this life? With a curious mind, Yang Xingchen uses the sky eye to observe the ice carefully.
When he saw this, he saw the problem. He found that Hanbing not only had a pistol on his body, but also a sniper gun in his car. And this sniper gun is the same model as the man in black who was killed by himself last time.
God, isn't she the killer who just called her?
In order to prove his idea, Yang Xingchen immediately dials the female killer's phone again. Let him speechless is, ice really picked up the phone.
"I've seen people who want to die. I've never seen you in such a hurry. I told you. I'll be there soon. Even if you want to die, don't worry about it at this moment! " As soon as the phone was connected, the cold voice came.
Yang Xingchen touched his nose and asked, "well, why do you want to kill me? Do we have a grudge? "Cold ice is very cool, very directly told him, "but also why, of course, for the money. Someone paid a high price for your head. I heard that you are very powerful. One of my elder martial brothers was fooled by you. But thank you for making you more valuable. Hehe, originally your head was 10 million, now it's 20 million. "
Yang Xingchen touched his nose, "I advise you not to just for money, if you give your life, it won't be worth it."
Cold ice coldly said, "you don't have to worry about this. Since I have chosen to be a killer, I am ready to be killed at any time. If you have the ability, you will take my life tonight. " I hung up again.
Yang Xingchen crumpled the temple in distress, how can this do? If it's another killer, Yang Xingchen will kill her even if he doesn't kill her. But the problem is that fate played a joke on him and let his wife in the past be his killer in this life. This makes Yang Xingchen do not know what to do!
Kill her? That's not going to work.
Let her go? Come on, she's a killer. If you don't care, she'll kill you.
Why don't you just marry her like you did in the last life?
No, no, no, no, no, no! It's strange that Su Yinxue doesn't eat himself in this vinegar jar!
Yama, this can't be, that can't be, so what should we do?
Yang Xingchen holds his head in distress.