[Chapter 34]:Assassination (to)

People's brain power is limited, and there are countless things that they can't remember. It's not necessarily the kind of genius-level figure who put everything in their minds. If that kind of person really appears, Tang Seng really has the idea of learning from a teacher.

Qin Zhongbo.

The name really did not have any ripples in Tang Monk's mind. No matter how he thought about it or couldn't remember the name, in the end, he could only ask helplessly, "Who is Qin Zhongbo?"

"When you were in Beijing, there was a group of gangsters beating you, the people behind this matter." Murong Zixue explained.

"Oh. It's the descendants of the explosive household mentioned in the mouth. Tang Seng said with a smile, and then looked at Murong Zixue. There was a murderous light in his eyes and said harshly, "Did you ask your cousin to help?"

Murong Zixue didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly. Her heart seemed to have been stung by something. It seemed that she would never have an intersection with him. Without her cousin's phone call, maybe she could have a glimmer of fantasy, but with that phone call, she knew that there might be no relationship with this person at all. It is. All hopes were dashed.

"Ha ha. It's really the most poisonous woman's heart." Tang Seng said coldly that his words were full of hatred.

Murong Zixue knew that she had been completely kicked out and had no chance at all.

"Please forgive my cousin. I'll take care of everything." Murong Zixue knew that everything had come to an end, so what was followed was an unscrupulous blow.

"I'm guilty, let your cousin. What he said absolutely counts." Tang Seng coldly put down a few words and left.

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It's not enough to kill people.

But in the process of killing, he experienced a terrible struggle.

There are really few people who have a bloodthirsty impulse. At least Tang Monk is not this kind of person, but he is not the kind of person who is scared to faint when he sees blood.

After the three people left Tang Monk's kennel, they began to fight the first battle in QD in two ways. Orange looked at Tang Monk's departure with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Orange, what are you looking at? Let's go." Looking at the orange brother beside him, he asked without any intention of moving forward.

"Ji Yu, do you know why your master acted alone?" Orange didn't answer him, just asked.

"I don't know." He said with a smile.

"Your master wants to break through an obstacle, an obstacle to transform from a child to an adult. Perhaps after tonight, your master is not only the teenager who fights fiercely, but also a real Jianghu character who dares to kill. And we are the same. Have we experienced death in the army before? Orange looked at the eyes with a smile.

"Ye-huh. Of course, I have experienced and fought with some drug traffickers. He shot and killed someone to protect himself. He showed a row of white and neat teeth and said with a smile, as if he was saying something that didn't match him at all.

"That's why your master arranged for the two of us to be together. He wants me to see a kind of calmness from you after killing. Your master is really well-intentioned. Although I can be a behind-the-scenes master, I really can't kill the enemy. He is forcing us to grow up. There is nothing he can do. After all, Huangfu's boy scared him. Orange waved his hand on the road with a smile, and a taxi stopped.

Thinking about something with a confused look.

It seems that he has always been a warrior in the master's heart, and this kind of warrior can only exert great power under a resourceful person. Maybe he and Brother Orange will be a good combination.

The master is indeed a leader who can see the value of his subordinates. And make use of it.

Just like Liu Bang.

The generals Han Xin and Xiao He.

However, the only difference between his master and Liu Bang is that the master treats his person as a frank gentleman, and only those hostile people have a long-term villain attitude.

"Master, I'm waiting for your transformation. Lead us to create a country that belongs to us. After hearing Brother Orange's words, he was more full of fantasy about the future, and seemed to see their heroic attitude.

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QD's night is very good, and Tang Monk is walking on the street.

Killing people is really a little nervous. Although Tang Monk has injured people and is also the master of life when fighting, he has never experienced that kind of assassination.

He also knows in his heart that he has grown up. He is not the kind of kid when a group of people gathered around and fought desperately. That kind of experience has become a thing of the past, and now he has to face a knife death. Without the slightest emotion to kill a living life, Tang Monk was still a little nervous, which was also the reason why he walked by the seaside.

The chengyue club is next to the seaside in the southern district. At this time, Tang Monk is still a little nervous. After all, he is not the kind of bloodthirsty master, but a good young man who is a little ruthless but still grows up reading poetry.

He once disapproved of his father's way of doing things to achieve his goals. It seems that he has also begun to follow his father's path.

The sea breeze is blowing leisurely, and it feels a little cold. At this time, Tang Monk has already worn a long-sleeved coat. The sea breeze actually dried the sweat oozing from his forehead, even a little cold, but after all, it blew away the tension.

Cangyue Club. Sixteenth floor.

This is also the place where Wu Xiyin rests.

Tang Seng entered from the back door with a steady pace. He really couldn't cut the other party to death with a machete generously. After all, he was still a young boy in QD, and he couldn't leave after killing.

Enter the chengyue club and find the waiter's dressing room. Change a waiter's clothes in the room.

After boarding the cargo elevator, this guy really didn't dare to walk the passenger ladder generously. After all, many people can really recognize his handsome face back and forth. So it can only go up from this almost empty cargo elevator. And there is no camera in the freight elevator, and there is no trace left.

The elevator stopped on the 16th floor.

Tang Monk looked at the watch on his wrist.

22:00.

It is consistent with the estimated time.

At this time, the monitoring system in the chengyue Club must have been occupied by Gu Yu in the United States. Tang Monk has never doubted Gu Yu as a computer genius. After all, he was able to occupy RB's military system in high school to help ZG fight against the arrogant RB. It took a lot of work. However, no one told this man, so that the ZG military had been looking for the identity of Xiaogu, who had worked hard for the country in the military defense system. It was only when he showed off his own anti-invasion system to Tang Seng, Tang Seng did not understand until he saw Xiaogu's name.

The club's monitoring pictures are all staged scenes of three-level action * love films, so that a group of people monitored by the club did not reflect whether the system was invaded, but immersed in the pleasant scenes in the picture again and again**.

Tang Monk put on his mask and came out of the cargo elevator steadily.

Room 1608.

I really haven't met anyone along the way. I walked to the door of 1608 smoothly, took out a homemade simple key from my pocket and opened the door.

This technique was naturally taught to him by Zhang Madman. When he was a child, a group of people worked hard to see which woman's belly the director in the courtyard was lying on, and hid under the bed before the director went, so the group of children really watched the free live action * romance movies since they were young.

Tang Monk quietly entered the room.

Although the door was accompanied by the sound of the door, it did not disturb the two people who were carrying out the piston movement in full swing.

Tang Monk could see from the door in the bedroom. The woman twisted up and down with her long hair, emitting bursts of *** calls.

The man below seems to twist his body very hard.