Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

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At the same time the words full of anger fell, Xia Jiang took a step.

So fast--

An Wu opened his eyes wide in horror, but his body had no time to escape.

Zhong Yuanzhong also activated the supernatural power in time, restraining Xia Jiang's body with gravity, and stopped this farce.If he moves a step slower, Xia Jiang will stab Anwu in the heart.

Xia Jiang, who was oppressed by gravity, was still trying to hold the knife in her hand. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't stop me."

Zhong Yuan also asked: "What if I don't stop you, just watch you kill him?"

"That won't happen." The hostility in Xia Jiang's eyes has not subsided.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had no doubts, as long as he loosened his restraint a little, this woman would be able to make at least one bloody hole in Anwu's body.

"Death or something, this price is too easy." Xia Jiang said: "He must live, endure all pain, and live a life that is more miserable than death."

Zhong Yuanzhong also scratched his hair in distress.

The two people in front of them obviously have old grievances that cannot be resolved. Regardless of the outcome of this kind of matter, it is most appropriate for the parties to settle it themselves.

There is also a feeling that I am meddling in my own business.

"Xia Jiang, if you must kill him, you can do as you wish." The red light at Zhongyuan Zhongye's feet was a warning, and a wind blew the two of them back a step. "However, you can't do it within my field of vision."

"You escape from the range I can control, capture Ango and kill him, this is your skill." He said: "You have your courage and hatred, and I also have my tasks and responsibilities."

Xia Jiang was silent for a while, then let go of his clenched hands, and the ceramic knife fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

She nodded with her eyes wide open, with a very serious expression: "Okay."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the two perfumed lemons and a small box of tomatoes in her shopping basket, confirming the rationality of Xia Jiang's purchase of the knife.

"Pick up this knife and go to pay the bill, and if you want another knife, go get another one."

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave An Wu a look, telling this intelligence agent whose combat power is not directly proportional to Xia Jiang to leave quickly.

After confirming that Ango had left, Chuya turned his back and walked to the corner of the shelf.

He turned his head and warned: "Follow after you have taken what you need, and don't leave my sight again, rookie."

It looks fierce, but it's actually trying to hide the discomfort of being in the feminine hygiene care products area.

After leaving the shelf, within a few minutes, he followed Xia Jiang away again.

But in those few minutes, Xia Jiang's small movements were not missing at all——

She held the labeled broken blade and gestured at the waist of the short figure in front of her.

"Should I remove a piece of his liver, or remove a kidney? If it is not human, will the removed organs grow back?" The black waves in Xia Jiang's mind surged, "Such a small person can accommodate The power of God, it's so interesting."

Nakahara Chuya's words brought her back to reality: "Hey, newcomers who grew up in a greenhouse, do you want to buy these things that ordinary brats would like?"

The two of them stood in front of the puffed food aisle, slices of senbei, potato chips and unnamed snacks.

"Senior also knows that this is what ordinary brats would like?" Xia Jiang walked past him and switched positions. "I was never an ordinary brat."

Xia Jiang walked past the puffed food shelf, picked up two packs of jelly from the next shelf, and put them in the shopping basket.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A kid is just a kid, don't pretend to be aloof!

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Under the leader's instruction, the port organization arranged for Xia Jiang to live under Zhongye's apartment building.

Even if he didn't live in a duplex apartment like Zhongye, as a newcomer, Xia Jiang received too generous treatment.

Either the leader valued her very much, or Xia Jiang was so dangerous that he kept watching her all the time.

These two possibilities are not contradictory.

How dangerous Xia Jiang is also means how sharp a knife she is.

The person in charge of the apartment waiting in the residence was as considerate as a sales office, patiently explaining the structure of the indoor facilities to Xia Jiang.

The supervisor Zhongye, who received a call from his subordinate, went out again after sending Xia Jiang to the apartment.

Chuya Nakahara, a candidate for the cadres of the Port Mafia, is a model worker of the organization, completing large and small tasks non-stop for 365 days.

Xia Jiang stood on the balcony, looked at the black car leaving the apartment, and slightly frowned.

"Miss Xia Jiang." The person in charge picked up the remote control hanging by the window and said, "This is the opening and closing device for the window, but in view of your current instability, please don't open the window at will."

On the opposite side of the apartment, three shifts of organized snipers stared down at Xia Jiang who lived in this apartment.If she had the intention of opening the window and doing something strange, there would be consequences.

"Mr. Suzuki, I know all this. I have lived in a high-end apartment." Xia Jiang turned around and suggested, "Why don't you introduce something else?"

Suzuki Ibuka, who was in charge of the security work of the apartment, pushed his sunglasses, and after some internal competition, he replied, "So, what does Miss Xia Jiang want to know?"

"There are many things I want to know, but the thing that makes me most curious at the moment is—" Xia Jiang took a step into the room.

She didn't hide her sharpness at all, and she was aggressive.When confronting her, it was as if a sharp knife was hanging on the neck, and the huge sense of oppression made people instinctively retreat.

Xia Jiang forced Suzuki Ibuka from the balcony to the living room, until he reached a corner where the snipers could not lock.

She asked: "When did Mr. Suzuki start to lurk in the port|port organization?"

When this question was raised, Suzuki Ibuka seemed to be stuck in his heart, and even his breathing was about to stagnate.The most perfect performance was punctured, which means that he is not far from losing his life.

Nobody wants to offend the Port Mafia|fia, there's no shame in being afraid of great power, it's human nature.

If it weren't for the order of another group of people who held his life before, Suzuki Ibuka would never touch the dangerous and dark port organization in his life.

Can't think, can't get out.

There were only two options left in Suzuki Ibuka's blank mind: kill to silence or turn around and run away.

No matter which option he chooses, he cannot escape 【Death】.

"Are you too surprised to speak?" Xia Jiang had a faint smile on his face. "Or is it that fear has robbed you of your ability to speak?"

"Don't, don't come here——" Suzuki Ibuka pulled out the gun hanging from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle at the girl who was still approaching. "If you get any closer, I'll shoot you!"

Xia Jiang calmly emphasized the facts: "You are not my opponent, Mr. Suzuki."

"Even if you are lucky enough to beat me, do you think you can escape from the port gangsters? You, who have been undercover here for a long time, should be more aware of what the port gangsters are capable of than a newcomer like me. ?”

Xia Jiang said: "Mr. Suzuki, you will definitely die."

die—

By the way, die--

Suzuki Ibuka thought of the perfect solution.

Compared with being tortured by the port mafia, it is better to be straightforward, anyway, it is a dead end.

He was already tired of mediating back and forth between these dark forces. Anyway, both sides were demons who would laugh and drink human blood.

Death is a process that everyone will inevitably go through, but how to die makes a big difference.

Frightened, Suzuki Ibuka turned the gun and pointed it at his temple.

bang——

After a gunshot, there was a sudden shrill siren.

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Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly resolved the Rush | Fight that happened on Warehouse Street, and was called back to the apartment before he could catch his breath.

The lobby on the first floor of the apartment, the safe passage, and the elevator car are all guarded by people from the port organization.

This posture seemed to be guarding a repeat offender-the person they were guarding was indeed more dangerous than a repeat offender.

After seeing Zhongya coming back, the people guarding the apartment breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Zhongyuan."

After taking the elevator to the No.30 floor, the subordinates guarding the open door backed away to the two sides, leaving enough room for Chuya to pass through.

After Zhongyuan Zhongye entered the door, he saw medical team members in white coats, and more subordinates pointing guns at Xia Jiang. The level of vigilance was not weaker than outside the door.

There were dark stains on the carpet, and the smell of blood wafted in the air.

Wearing white gloves, members of the medical team turned Suzuki Ibuka, the owner of the bloodstain, over to check.

"Help me cut a lemon." Xia Jiang sat on the sofa calmly, commanding the man in black who was holding a ceramic knife in one hand and a perfumed lemon in the other. "Be thinner, and if you can't cut it well, return the knife to me, and I will cut it myself."

That said, how could anyone dare to let her hold a knife at this juncture?

Xia Jiang had a bad record of killing 43 people in the chaos of a gun battle with a knife.

Who can guarantee that the gun is faster than the knife in her hand?

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't stand it anymore, he took the ceramic knife and lemon from his subordinates and threw them aside, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xia Jiang replied honestly, "I want to drink lemon sparkling water."

"I'm asking you, what's going on here." Nakahara Nakaya pointed to Suzuki Ibuka who was still undergoing a preliminary examination by a doctor.

If Xia Jiang's gender were changed, she would definitely be kicked in the face by Zhong Ye when she answered the wrong answer.

As a mafia, Zhongyuan Zhong also does not think that he has noble, tolerant, kind and other good qualities.But his tolerance for women and children is indeed slightly higher.

But it's hard to say whether someone like Xia Jiang is within his tolerance.

"As you can see, he shot and killed himself." Xia Jiang picked up the Sprite without lemon, took a sip, and was so sweet that he frowned. "I was the one who forced Mr. Suzuki to commit suicide step by step."

"His expression was terrified, his movements were flustered, and he almost tripped over the corner of the table."

Xia Jiang stood up, and the guns in the hands of the men in black followed her in unison.

"Under extreme fear, he chose to kill himself to avoid the problems that would happen next."

Following her words, Nakahara Chuya's eyes became more and more fierce, and the red light of the supernatural ability drove his coat to make a rustling sound.