"Not necessarily." Min Yi Chen suddenly stopped the action of peeling orange in his hand, lowered his head, and several wisps of hair fell down.
Min Yi Chen voice is low, "little love, I am not ready to see him."
Jun Xiaoyan came, but min Yichen was not ready for the father and son to recognize each other because of the mystery, familiarity and strangeness of Jun Xiaoyan.
He always felt that this man's deep European eyes and the dark glimmer hidden in them had never been seen by him -
it was not from the father of the anti drug police when he was 10 years old, but... It seems to come from the part of her amnesia... As part of Kunta......
they met? When was that?
Min Yichen has a headache, so he quickly rubs his temple. Knowing that he can't force the memory, he stops the brain operation.
"I'll go with you." King Lin love walked to the man, looked up at him, "I accompany you to see your father, we take Qin Jin."
Silence lingered, and neither of them knew what to say.
"Rare ... our family, it seems, has never had a family gathering. "
Yes, no matter it is Jun Xiaoting's family or Jun Xiaoyan's family, the people on both sides have not even got together for a decent Spring Festival in the past 21 years. It seems that a large family with high status and power has died, disappeared, alive and busy with the struggle for power. They are tired to death.
"It's up to you, cousin." All of a sudden, min Yi Chen pulls a lip to smile, bad call Jun Lin love for cousin.
"What do you want my cousin to do Junlin love to listen to quite awkward, small fist hit min Yichen.
"Originally, you are my cousin, but we are not related by blood." Min Yi Chen said and took her hand.
"Then prepare well. We'll meet him at six o'clock tonight."
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at the same time, district 20, a dilapidated building with mixed talents.
Some ethnic minority men come in and out, narrow corridors, and the air smells of exotic spices.
Mediterranean style courtyard with several bearded men smoking and guarding the exit.
The Turks in longxia are sitting in a window on the second floor of the courtyard, wiping their sniper rifles with expressionless faces. Qin Shuimei is wearing a long dress of Middle East style, and her head is covered with lotus colored muslin headscarf.
The woman hugged the Turks from behind and put her chin on the man's shoulder for almost a month, where the injury had recovered.
"They will walk out of the safe house today." Qin Shuimei said to the Turks in longxia, "according to intelligence, they will go to the Champs Elysees for dinner at 7 p.m., which is a great opportunity to get rid of them."
The Turk's hand to wipe the gun froze for a few seconds, then continued to wipe.
"Every time you ask me to kill, you're so meek." The Turks in longxia said coldly, "Qin Shuimei, after the event, abandoned me as my shoes. What am I in your heart?"
Qin Shuimei stares at the distance and whispers, "when the dawn plan succeeds, all our enemies will die. If the cause of shituolin is successful, he will give you the whole territory of longxia. At that time, you will replace Qin and Jin and become the master of longxia, the king of the northwest of the far east. Isn't that enough?"
"Well, it's easy to say." The Turks in longxia sneered, but he did not push Qin Shuimei away. Instead, he aimed at a dahlia flowerpot placed on the roof of the opposite courtyard with a sniper gun.
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