Eternal Son-in-law

The woman finally reacted.    

She reached out her hand to touch the spot where Hsiao Hee slapped her, as if it was no longer her own face. The numbness combined with the violent ringing of her ears caused her to go completely crazy.    

The woman shouted hoarsely, "Fire! Kill him! "Kill him!"    

"Stop!" The tall and thin man saw that something was wrong so he quickly tried to stop her.    

"Kill him, turn him into a sieve for me!" cried the woman mournfully. "If anything happens to me! Quick, open fire! "    

"This won't do, we haven't finished the procedures!" The lanky man's eyes narrowed.    

He naturally didn't want Hsiao Hee to die so easily.    

"There's no need to finish!" In any case, the result is still the same. If something happens, I'll give my superior an explanation! " The woman shouted crazily.    

"No!" I will take responsibility for this matter, I will not allow any mistakes to occur! " The skinny, tall man immediately refused.    

"Are you just going to watch me get beaten up?" The woman seemed to calm down at once and looked at the tall, thin man with a stern gaze.    

"This is just an accident. Anyway, the result is still the same. This kid will still die no matter what." "Why not …"    

Before the thin, tall man could finish his words, the woman seemed to have suddenly gone crazy, she directly cut him off, "I'll kill him now! No one can do it! "    

It was as if she suddenly thought of something, she pulled out her weapon from her waist and raised her hand to pull the trigger towards Hsiao Hee.    

The tall, skinny man noticed that something was wrong and quickly rushed forward, knocking her to the ground.    

Therefore, the two of them rolled on the ground and struggled, fighting for the right to use the weapon.    

Bang!    

A bullet struck the floor on one side, sending sparks flying across the marble floor.    

The two of them snapped out of their daze and turned to look at the bald man, who was standing in front of them, firing first.    

"What time is it? Are you two still in the mood to play dirty?" The bald man said angrily.    

The tall, skinny man also felt that his current position wasn't too appropriate, so he immediately crawled up from the woman's body and said with a coy smile, "Anyway, he can't die for now."    

"I want him dead now!" The old woman got up from the ground, adjusted her uniform, and stared at Hsiao Hee sinisterly as she said.    

At this moment, she was like a mad dog that had gone mad, biting onto Hsiao Hee without letting go.    

Hsiao Hee had a faint smile of watching a good show on his face. Then, he walked back to his seat and sat down.    

At this moment, Hsiao Hee's attitude was in line with the old saying: I like it when you don't like me and can't get rid of me.    

The woman was thoroughly angered, but this time she didn't wait to make any overreaching moves.    

Swish!    

The tall, skinny man took out his weapon as fast as lightning, pointed it at the woman's head, and said, "I've already said that the entire city must listen to me."    

"What is it? Boss, are you trying to establish your might today? " The woman sneered, "Come on. Fire. I really want to see if boss has that kind of talent. "    

"Big brother, what are you doing? Everyone grabs food from the pot, is there a need to treat Third Sister like this? " The bald man frowned, "In addition, both of us have missions on us, don't let that little guy laugh."    

"Number two, it's not that I'm disrespectful, it's that this crazy woman wants to ruin my plan. As stated above, every step must be carried out in full, without the slightest error. If something goes wrong, I'm in trouble. However, I will be the first to speak obscenely. Whoever doesn't want me to get better, I won't let them get better either. "    

"Let's put down the weapon and talk." The bald man said, "This is outrageous. I don't think she's ever going to do anything rash again. "    

"Kacha …"    

A somewhat lazy yawn came from behind the group of special forces guards.    

"Though I think your performance was wonderful. But, are you done yet? "What a waste of time." A woman's voice came out.    

"Who are you?" The lanky man's face darkened as he asked in a cold tone.    

As he spoke, his weapon had already changed its target, and all the special forces aimed at the woman standing behind them.    

"I'm a strategist." The woman answered very calmly.    

She was wearing an exquisite mask, and her body was tall and curvy under her special uniform.    

The color on the mask was very pure, so pure that it looked like it was made out of blue ice.    

However, the mask didn't cover his entire face; it only covered his nose and even revealed his pair of cold, pure, and ethereal phoenix eyes.    

He then used a silver line to outline the uppermost corner of his eyes. With the sharp contours of his face, it was hard for anyone to imagine the devastatingly beautiful face behind the mask.    

However, judging from her voice, she was a very mature and charming woman.    

"..."    

At the same time.    

Yan Jing, West City, one million mansions.    

The name looked a bit rustic, but it was actually the earliest high-end residential area in China.    

There were no private villas in the district, nor were there any tall buildings or tall buildings that could block out the greenery.    

What is there, is just one perfect, well-designed ancient courtyard after another.    

It was like a foreign manor.    

Here the overall courtyard layout of the use of the "back pattern", pay attention to "open but not smooth." And there's no cul-de-sac in every block, no matter how you turn it, you can always get to the center of the block    

Although there was quite a bit of distance between each courtyard, it did not seem that out of the blue.    

The greenery here accounts for over 70% of the area.    

This was impossible to achieve in a modern residential area. Even if the "pictures are only for reference" on the sales notice, he would not dare to brag like this.    

The pines were green, and the houses were straight.    

After the construction of the village, it was not sold to the public. Instead, it was all bought by the upper echelons, as a reward to the people's heroes who had made great contributions for the nation and the people.    

Thus, this million-year-old manor was also known as the House of Yingying.    

Legend has it that the people here, when added together, are worth millions of lions.    

In other words, the district itself was closely related to the upper echelons.    

Many of the high-ranking officers who were on active duty also chose to settle down in this district.    

A black Mercedes-Benz drove slowly to the door.    

He pressed down the button on the window and a jade-white hand handed out a certificate with a golden thread embedded into it.    

The guard at the door took the identification card and looked at it seriously. He immediately returned it with both hands and then stood up and saluted.    

The window rose again and the car drove into the inner courtyard.    

According to Chinese living habits, the more outer layer a person is, the more insignificant they become.    

Those who lived in the depths of millions of villas were the truly resourceful great figures.    

It was obvious that the same was true for the million year old manor. The closer to the center of the manor, the stricter the security was.