The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 319

Chapter 319 Qing Luan (two more)

A Qing, you are tall, A Qing, Zheng Qing endured the urge to pour coffee in front of him on his face, folded his arms in his arms, crouched in the back of the back without an image, and put his feet on the table. The whole thing was not stingy.

"I remember that the last time you held a gun to my head, it was not so called, my Lord Nighthawk." Zheng Qing's lips curled slightly, his tone sarcastically.

The waiter came over and was about to ask the guests what to drink. When he looked up, he was suddenly stunned.

The man said very gentlemanly: "Thank you for a cup of warm water."

The young waiter took his beating heart and stepped back. There are no men of all kinds in the coffee shop. I have never seen this one.

As soon as looked up, he suddenly found that all the guests in the cafe had disappeared somehow. It was clear that there were still a few guests just now.

The whole cafe is too quiet.

"Furthermore, these superficial women, huh..."

"A Qing..."

"Stop, don't call me A Qing, since A Yu died, no one in this world deserves to call me that." Zheng Qing added silently in his heart, as well as Ming Jing.

The two words Ayu seemed to be a taboo. The moment the voice fell, there was a suffocating silence in the air.

Zheng Qing curled her lips.

"Let's talk about it, Lord Nighthawk, Yu Zun, come to see me as a dead man, what advice do you have?"

Yes, she Zheng Qing is now in the system and is already a dead person.

Organizational rules, when you have no use value, what is waiting for you is a dead end.

For example, Ayu back then.

Having worked hard for decades, in exchange for this kind of fate, the word freedom is like a big cake painted for them, how ironic.

A trace of blood flashed under his eyes, and when he raised his head again, there was already a familiar sneer in his eyes.

With this shameful face, it is really a bit of a strange and weird look.

"I spared your life, not for you to fight against me."

"Heh, do I have to kneel and kowtow three times to thank you for not killing? Do your spring and autumn dreams." Zheng Qing was fed up with such days of hiding and never seeing the sun. He also had a part in Ayu's death. She died, and Ming Jing will continue to avenge her anyway. She believed in Ming Jing's ability.

The man put a baby toy on the table, "Do you still recognize this?"

Zheng Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, he slapped the table and stood up, reached out and grabbed the man's collar, and asked viciously, "You dare to move my son?"

The man sat there calmly, his calmness and Zheng Qing's anger and depravity formed a strong contrast.

"Your son is very cute, don't worry, he is very good."

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and snarled: "You have to dare to touch one of his hairs. I want you to pay for my life. I will do what I say."

"Ghosts turn into Qingluan, so naturally we will do what we say."

Zheng Qing let go a little bit, and sneered helplessly: "Ayu and I dedicated our lives to the organization, but what did we end up with? Even the last trace of my value has to be squeezed out. If you go into business, , Must be a successful businessman."

"After Zhao Kang's death, Wu Rumei received all of Zhao Kang's inheritance. He emigrated and left the country last month. After a close investigation, it was discovered that Wu Rumei had been in close contact with a person six months ago and had a phone call once a week. This person was good at anti-reconnaissance. , Even the top hacker under me couldn't find out this person's information, you said, who would she be?" the man said slowly.

Zheng Qing snorted coldly: "How do I know?"

"When I didn't know that you were so kind, it was so touching that a small third made suggestions for the main room." The man's tone was all ironic.

"The **** thing is Zhao Kang, I have always had a good sense of grievances."

"Yes, if you are sold, you still have to help pay for it. Zhao Kang got up with the power of the Wu family. What capital does he have against the Wu family? The youngest son of the Wu family is not a vegetarian."

A stack of papers was thrown in front of Zheng Qing, Zheng Qing picked it up suspiciously, his face grew more ironed as he looked at it.

"This Wu Rumei dared to lie to me, because she was the one behind the scenes."

Zheng Qing suddenly raised her head: "Where is the ledger?"

"fake."

Zheng Qing, who was fooled for the first time, couldn't express her feelings, "I will look for her now."

"It's too late."

Zheng Qing slapped on the table: "Bitch."

"I was silly for three years after being pregnant, and that's right. After you became a mother, your IQ plummeted."

Zheng Qing glared at him: "This is a mess. Can Madam spare you?"

Nighthawk's immediate boss, Mrs., she has never seen her before, and she doesn't even know if it is a man or a woman. Every time the lady gives an order, Nighthawk assigns them to do it.

She had spit out Ayu before, this lady must be an old woman in menopause, otherwise she can't think of such a tricky and weird task.

In the past, she always thought that she was in a just organization, punishing rape, eliminating evil, and helping the poor. Until later, she performed a top-secret mission to assassinate a person. The next day, she learned from the TV news that she died. This person under her is a good person who is self-denying, honest and clean.

From that day on, her faith collapsed.

Until later, she entered the entertainment circle, used identity cover, collected all kinds of evidence under the glitz of drunken gold fans, batches of people were taken away, and then a new batch of people came, and these people were not the same as the previous ones. There is no difference, the same greed and ignorance of right and wrong, dragging the miasma of the entertainment industry into a deeper quagmire.

At that time, she knew that all justice must make way for profit. This lady is probably not a good person, and Nighthawk is also an executioner who helps the abuser.

Only at that time, she and Ayu were already deep in mud and couldn't get out.

That day was Ayu's memorial day. She drank too much, went to a bar to get drunk, and had a one-night stand with a man. She patted her **** and left. She did not take this man in her heart at all, just as a passer-by on the road of life.

Until two months later, she became pregnant.

For the sake of her children, she would rather take a fight than be the executioner in the cage. She would be the Qingluan soaring for nine days.

She tried to negotiate with Nighthawk to complete the last task and set her free.

Nighthawk agreed, but she knew that Madam would not let herself go.

Her fate is nothing but a death.

At the warehouse that night, she was already determined to die, but Nighthawk's muzzle eventually hit a passing hare.

The price for Nighthawk to let her go was that she was undercover Jiangzhou, waiting for the opportunity.

So she came to Jiangzhou and kept her name incognito until she met Ming Jing, a girl who was inexplicably like Ayu. In this girl, she gradually figured out the cause of Ayu's death.

Miao Tau finally pointed to the Blue Dragon Club Ran Bowen... and this should be the purpose of Nighthawk making her undercover in Jiangzhou, but she did not know what medicine was sold in Nighthawk's gourd, and whether Mingjing was a **** on his chessboard or Just an accident?

What is the connection between this accident and Ayu's death?

Zheng Qing thinks more and more chaotic, her brain becomes a mess. Nighthawk is right. She was silly for three years. Since she became pregnant, her mind has become more and more confused.

"Madam doesn't know your existence." Nighthawk said lightly.

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows: "This is fun. It turns out that you are not loyal to your wife either."

No wonder she dared to spare her life blatantly.

The man is noncommittal, "I know you are still blaming me for Ayu's death. There are some things that you will know in the future."

"I want to know now, did you kill Ayu?"

The man's eyes are sore, and his masseter muscles are slightly protruding, which shows that his heart is not calm.

"Heh, what to pretend, you didn't kill it, it was also your own instructions."

After a long time, the man took out a folded piece of paper from his overcoat pocket and pushed it in front of her; "Old rules, burn it after reading it. This is the ultimate task. If it is completed, you and your son's passport, I will Give it to you personally." The man stood up and left.

"Where's Xue An, I want his life."

"He is dead."

The man kept leaving.

There was a flash of light in Zheng Qing's mind, and he suddenly stood up, "You stop, the woman just now...she..."

The man has pushed open the door of the cafe, his tall figure stepped into the rain.

Zheng Qing murmured: "It turns out that she is also your person..."

Opening the paper in his hand, Zheng Qing took out the lighter from his pocket and just glanced at it.