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After hearing this, Huang Zhicheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up at the woman: "For him, is it worth it for you to do this?"

Marry folded her hands on her chest and leaned against the desk behind her, with an incomparably serious expression: "Being a woman is easy, as long as a man is good, I'm willing to do anything."

Huang Zhicheng was silent for a longer time this time. After a long time, Huang Zhicheng stood up and walked towards the door: "I see, I will transfer all the people who are monitoring Ni Kun away."

"Click, bang."

Hearing the closing sound of the door from the next room, the corners of Chen Yongren's mouth, who had always closed his eyes, rose more than before. His vigilance towards Huang Zhicheng was indeed correct.

In the next room, looking at the closed door, Marry withdrew her hands from her chest.Put it on your waist and walk to the window.

Looking at the bustling traffic and people outside the window, feeling the temperature of the sun shining on his face through the window, and the hot and humid summer wind blowing on his face from time to time, Marry took a deep breath.

Leaving the floor-to-ceiling windows, she came to the desk, opened the orange small bag, and Marry took out her mobile phone from inside.

Turn on the screen, press the dial key, look up and down, and finally stop at the name of Chen Yongren on the screen.

After a moment of silence, Marry pressed the dial button.

Chapter 21 Assassination of Ni Kun (1) I am not Jing Ke

"Om, oom, oom, oom."

Listening to the white mobile phone vibrating on the coffee table in silent mode, Chen Yongren opened his eyes, picked up the mobile phone, looked at the familiar name of the caller on the mobile phone, and smiled.

pat.

Chen Yongren pressed the red button on the recording pen, and then turned the white knob on the black block to the left.Turning on the TV in the living room, there was a burst of chattering sound from the TV soon.

Chen Yongren stood up and walked to the bathroom.After closing the bathroom door and turning on the faucet, he pressed the answer button: "Hello, Miss Marry."

"Do you still remember what I told you just now?" Perhaps affected by the mood when talking with Huang Zhicheng just now, Marry's voice on the phone sounded very indifferent. The soft cry of the feet.

"of course."

"At 7 o'clock tonight, Ni Kun will go to the Tsim Sha Tsui Opera Club to listen to the opera as usual. He has 4 bodyguards by his side, are you sure?"

"Don't worry, there is no problem at all. By the way, what show are you listening to tonight?" Looking at the ordinary-looking woman in the mirror, Chen Yongren raised his eyebrows.

"Jing Ke stabbed Qin!"

"Really, this is not auspicious. Fortunately, my surname is not Jing."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yongren picked up a magazine in the bathroom.Walk out of the bathroom, open the door, walk out of the room, and walk to the elevator.

Soon, standing by the elevator door, he saw Marry walking out of room 2047 and appearing in the corridor, carrying an orange small bag.

Chen Yongren opened the magazine, looked down at the unknown content in the magazine, and walked towards Marry.

"Ah, sorry. Are you okay, sorry sorry."

He looked at the strange woman who accidentally bumped into him while looking down at the magazine, and then offered to help him pick up the orange small bag from the red carpet in the corridor.

Marry, who was already thinking about something, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly at the other party, said "it's okay", then took the small bag from the other party's hand and left.

Behind him was the back of a woman who was walking towards room 2046 with a magazine in one hand and closed in the other.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Ni Kun showed up at the Tsim Sha Tsui Opera Club very punctually as usual, and sat in a remote box on the northwest corner of the second floor that he had rented all year round, enjoying the performances of the actors on the stage in the lobby on the first floor.

The box is filled with various wooden furniture and utensils, and several ancient landscape calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall. With the light sandalwood lit in the box, the whole box exudes an antique smell from the inside out.

Ni Kun was sitting on a yellow bamboo armchair behind the guardrail on the second floor. On the mahogany table beside the armchair were a small red teapot and a few teapots filled with tea, with a few pieces of red tea leaves and a faint tea-scented red glaze Small cup.

Behind Ni Kun, two bodyguards in black suits were sitting in the front right and rear left respectively, looking at the movement behind the box and the lobby on the first floor below from time to time.

Outside the box with the door closed was a corridor covered with a thick red carpet and connected to other corridors. On both sides of this corridor, against the walls, stood two bodyguards in black suits with bulging waists.

On the stage on the first floor, two stage actors in makeup Narita Hikaru and Taizidan are walking back and forth on the stage, dancing and speaking their lines.

Tian Guang: "I'm old, like a Qiji, and my talents are useless. I just look at the prince's guests, and none of them have any talents. The person I know who has Jing Qing is a brave man. His happiness and anger are invisible, like For the extraordinary."

Prince Dan: "Well, what is Jingqing's name, where is her family name?"

Tian Guang: "Jingqing's name is Ke, and he is from Benqing. He is good at swordsmanship. This man has deep strategies and strategies. He is a hero of Yanbei, and his glory is beyond compare."

Prince Dan: "Well, what a strange person! Sir, Dan has not yet been handed over to Jing Qing, I wish to send it because of Mr. I don't know if it is possible?"

Tian Guang: "Chen Su and Jing Qing are friends, and I would like to transfer it for the prince."

Prince Dan: "In that case, sir, let's go together. Left and right!"

Flag: "Yes."

Prince Dan: "Prepare the vehicle quickly, and send your husband to visit Jingqing."

Flag: "Follow orders."

Accompanied by the singing of the actors on the stage on the first floor, a middle-aged man in a blue long coat, with a white rag on his shoulders, a five-layer wooden red food box in his hand, and a mole on his left cheek appeared At the stairs on the second floor, after a series of twists and turns, he appeared in the dark corridor where Ni Kun's box was located.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the other party was about to pass by the two of them and walk towards the box, the taller man on the left side of the corridor stopped him with his hand.

When the middle-aged man saw him, he bent over to him with a flattering smile on his face, and his voice sounded a little shrill: "Hi sir, I'm here to deliver food to the guests."

The man on the left ignored the ingratiating smile on the middle-aged man's face, and lifted the lid of the red food box with his left hand.

Soon, the air in this corridor was filled with the aroma of various foods mixed together.

The man fanned the air with his right hand, waving away the smell of food that wafted into his nose and the heat of food that rushed towards his face, and carefully checked the food in each layer of food boxes one by one.

Looking at the steaming hot, attractive aroma and color of dry steamed siu mai, shrimp dumplings, steamed chicken feet with black bean sauce, glutinous rice chicken, rice rolls, fresh bamboo rolls and many other Hong Kong island delicacies, the man's throat can't stop rolling: " Gudong!"

After a while, the man who checked the food box carefully and found that there was no problem closed the box again, and at the same time reached out to take the food box from the middle-aged man's hand: "Okay, I'll just send it in for you, and you can do your work."

"Okay, thank you." Looking at the figure of the tall man on the left carrying the food box and turning to the box, the middle-aged man hurriedly thanked him, and he didn't forget to walk to the man standing next to the wall on the right side of the corridor and nod to express his gratitude to him .

When the other party turned his head to look at his companion with disdain, the middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his left hand and tightly covered his mouth.

Before the other party could resist, a dagger with a cold light shining in the dark corridor suddenly appeared in the right hand of the middle-aged man, and it pierced into the other party's neck with a "poof".

Seeing the other party's wide-eyed, pained, and constantly struggling expression, the middle-aged man just looked at him calmly until he stopped struggling.

The middle-aged man let go of the other party, allowing the other party to slide slowly along the wall to the floor covered with a thick red carpet.

Then, the middle-aged man quickened his pace and came behind the man who was walking towards the box.

The middle-aged man stretched out his left hand to cover the man's mouth from behind, swung out the blood-stained dagger with his right hand, inserted it viciously into the man's right side of the neck, and swung it back and forth vigorously.