"If you dare to go back, I'll object to your going to Su Qing's house."

Xu Qingjiu stopped talking.

Yuwen stormed to hang up the phone and said, "Su Qing is an idol artist. You are not allowed to fall in love."

Su Qing is an artist of Tianyu, who is under the charge of Yuwen.

Xu Qingjiu pulled his face: "what kind of overlord clause is this?"

Yuwen rushes forward to stare at the mobile phone, processing the email, and carelessly throws a sentence: "I remember that you and Qinshi entertainment have a three-year contract, which expires next month."

Xu Qingjiu didn't respond for a while: "just say it."

Yuwen rushes forward and raises his eyes, hooks the corners of his mouth and laughs at Yapi: "are you interested in coming to Tianyu?"

This is a strong threat.

No business without fraud.

"I will think about it," Xu Qingjiu said cautiously Looking up, Xu Qingbo, who was walking at the front, reminded him, "don't walk so fast, you are so dark, you can't see your people at night."

Xu Qingbo: "..."

He thinks it's time for him to go to the beauty salon and have a full body whitening.

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly remembered something and shouted Yuwen.

Yuwen rushes back and slows down.

"I read the report and said that it would transfer in Liangzhou." Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen have heard each other several times. They are familiar with each other.

"Well, she'll come over." Yuwen is in a good mood.

"We shouldn't have seen each other for a year." Jiang Jiusheng was a little moved. Yuwen was a sportsman, and he was transferred from gymnastics to the swimming team in the middle of the race. He wanted to win the world championship from the back. The training intensity was conceivable.

She doesn't admire many people. Yuwen is one of them.

Yuwen rushes back and takes a look at Jiang Jiusheng. He corrects: "it's ten and a half months."

She was noncommittal.

At that time, Jin raised her eyelids, and her eyes fell on Yuwen's charging face. At the bottom of her eyes, the light flashed slightly.

A group of people, together out of the hotel, really eye-catching.

The ancient street in Huashi, Liangzhou is not far from the hotel. It's less than ten minutes' drive, but it took 20 minutes to find a parking space. At this time, the whole street is full of tourists, people, empty lanes, and lively.

There were so many people that they got off the bus and were soon dispersed by the crowd.

Jiang Jiusheng asked the young people around him, "do you want to go to a place with few people?"

Jiang Jinyu's social phobia is much better than before, but he has never been to such a crowded place. Jiang Jiusheng is worried that he will not feel well.

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter." Under the consciousness of clench tightly, his eyes some hide, panic, forehead Qin out a thin layer of sweat.

Not adapted, but at least tolerable.

The psychiatrist advised him to reach as many people as possible.

Jiang Jiusheng is still uneasy: "take my hand."

Jiang Jinyu chuckled and held her hand.

When Jin is on the other side of Jiang Jiusheng, he looks nervous all the time. He is afraid of being hit by others and would like to press her into his arms. However, Jiang Jiusheng visited Jiang Jinyu and was pushed several times.

A man came up to him and ran into Jiang Jinyu's shoulder. He held his hand almost subconsciously and hid his body behind him. His eyes were alert and alert.

The other side was a man in his thirties, with his hands in his padded jacket pocket. He was very short, very skinny, and had a very short hair cut. When he saw the boy's expression was strange, he pulled his face on the spot: "you are ill, I am not a virus. What can I hide from?" Said, eyes burning, naked to look at people.

Jiang Jinyu instinctively took a step back.

The man sneered, with a clear expression: "is the brain really sick? Is it retarded? " The tone is extremely ridiculed and loud, which attracts many people's attention.

What a cheeky guy!

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes were completely cold. Just about to open her mouth, Jin grabbed her and blocked her and Jin Yu behind him: "this gentleman, please pay attention to your words."

"Isn't it?" The man presses temple, forehead blue tendon jumped, ridicule, "look is retarded."

When Jin is not angry, not warm not angry tone: "my brother is not sick, sick is you."

The man gave birth to a pair of goldfish eyes. His eyeballs were bloodshot and extremely fierce. He sweared angrily: "who is sick if you scold him?"

At that time, Jin's speech was not slow or urgent: "he was irritable and irritable, and had persistent headache symptoms." he paused a little bit, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and meaningful, his tone was gentle, and he did not lose his demeanor, but he was oppressed for no reason. He continued, "the skin is rough and pigmented," his eyes flowed and fell on the other side's hands, "too much growth hormone causes acromegaly."

The foreword does not match the postscript.

The man didn't understand this, was extremely irascible and impatient: "what the hell are you talking about?"

Occasionally, passers-by's eyes will stop on Shijin intentionally or unintentionally. She has a beautiful leather bag, gentle and elegant temperament, and looks like a noble medieval gentleman.

"I suspect you have pituitary tumor, so I suggest you go to the hospital and have an MRI," he saidThe man listened, stupefied for a while, after waiting for the reaction to come over, angry and despondent: "you just have the disease!"

Pituitary tumor?

What the hell is that!

At that time, Jin was not in a hurry. She was always at ease and looked far away. She was smiling at Xu Qingbo's eyes: "doctor Xu, do you have a business card?"

Xu Qingbo felt for his pocket and went over to him: "yes."

When Jin took Xu Qingbo's business card and turned the direction: "the disease is not light, go to neurosurgery for craniotomy as soon as possible."

Tianbei first hospital.

Xu Qingbo, deputy chief physician of neurosurgery.

Oh, it's a doctor. The passers-by in the crowd knew clearly, and looked at the man's eyes with inquiry. Well, the patient with pituitary tumor turned out to be this symptom.

The man was stared at in the heart hair, when Jin's words hesitated, hesitated for a long time, or received the business card, let people see the joke, face not to go, scolded a few, turn around to want to leave.

When Jin shouted at him, "wait."

The man's feet stopped.

When Jin Mou light tiny Lin: "you haven't apologized."

The other side pestles.

The clear and moist eyes seem to cover a layer of cold light, not just gentle: "pituitary tumor will oppress the nerves, resulting in grumpy temper, but, brain disease can not be the reason for your lack of education, please apologize immediately."

In the tone, there is the pressure of silence.

The man has no reason to produce a panic, kowtow Baba to say an apology, face no light, head down and leave quickly.

The passers-by continued to appreciate the flowers.

Xu Qingbo put his hands in his pockets and leaned over: "are you interested in coming to my neurosurgery?" For the first time, he heard people talk about brain diseases so clearly and clearly, which is to teach people, but it's still professional and rigorous, all in point. Even his neurosurgeon doctor didn't make a diagnosis so quickly.

When Jin this observation and professional ability, invincible.

However, it's obvious that Shijin is in short of interest. She pulls the scarf up for Jiang Jiusheng, covers her face, holds her hand and replies, "no interest."

When it's time for Jin to turn to neurosurgery, it's estimated that neurosurgery will have another master.

I have known Xu Qingbo for so many years, but I haven't found anything that Shijin is not good at. Oh, except for the five tones.

"Tut tut Tut," Xu Qingbo looked at Shijin with the eyes of monsters and turned to ask Jiang Jiusheng, "don't you think he is so terrible?"

Jiang Jiusheng is serious: "no, very handsome."

Xu Qingbo: "..." He thought he asked a stupid question.

Rare, Jiang Jinyu also with a: "very handsome." Finish saying, bow head, ear root son is tiny red, the eyes are very unnatural to turn to one side.

At that time, Jin could not hold down the curve of her lips. She chuckled and looked down at the people in her arms. She was looking up, straight and hot. She couldn't see it enough. Without blinking, she laughed: "if you look at me like this again, I will want to kiss you."

Xu Qingbo: "..." Is he air?

Jiang Jiusheng continued to look at him with a smile: "thank you for protecting my brother."

He touched her lips through his mask. "No thanks, I'm short."

Jiang Jinyu's mouth turned up.

Xu Qingbo, regarded as the air in the whole process: "..."

In front of him, Li Ranran, who was holding a sweet pot and gnawing happily, suddenly sighed.

"Ah."

Jin Fanglin wiped the milk stains on the corners of her mouth and pulled down her pink fisherman's hat: "what's the sigh?"

Li Ran Ran's face was inconceivable. He looked back and his eyes were bright. He said, "how can doctors be so perfect sometimes in the world?"

Jin Fanglin: "..." He reached out his hand and tapped the head melon of the little thing in his arms. "Li Ranran, do you want to fry ice?"

Li Ranran immediately realized that it was not right, and his desire for survival burst suddenly. Immediately, he sighed again, sighed with emotion and sincerity: "Alas, I just like you. I love you to death for imperfection."

Jin Fanglin was amused and rubbed her little head: "do you want to fry ice?" Eyes dote on each other. "Buy it for you."

Li Ran Ran's eyes brightened: "yes!"

They walked forward and backward, and the streets were full of small shops built temporarily, with all kinds of flowers, as well as flower decorations and handicrafts. Naturally, all kinds of special snacks are indispensable.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't have the habit of eating at night. Instead, he bought a pile for Jiang Jinyu. If he didn't eat, he would take it. His expression was satisfied and happy.

When Jin is holding her, she suddenly stops.

Jiang Jiusheng looks at him: "what's the matter?"

He shook his head: "Sheng Sheng, I'll buy a bunch of flowers. There are many people here. Take Jin Yu to the cold drink shop in front of me."

She said, "OK."

He watched her lead the young man to the cold drink shop, and then turned around. He was in a hurry. He conveniently took a pair of scissors from the stall of the flower shop and put them in his pocket without any trace.Back in the crowd, the man in the black bomber turned around and walked away.

Suddenly, sharp scissors against the waist, the man motionless, behind him came a low cold voice: "who sent you?"

The man froze for a moment, touched his trouser pocket and took out a long and thin silencing gun.

Jiang Jiusheng and Jin Yu waited for a long time in the cold drink shop. When Jin came back, she felt that it was not right. She was very upset. After waiting for a while, she could not sit down.

"Jin Yu, wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Jiang Jinyu hesitated and nodded.

Jiang Jiusheng took the messenger bag and took Jiang Jinyu to the table of Xu Qingchuan's brother: "doctor Xu, can you take care of my brother for me?"

Xu Qingbo made a gesture: "OK."

Later, she went out of the cold drink shop. Before she took a few steps, someone stood in front of her. She looked up and saw two tall and strong men, all dressed in suits, with expressionless faces and sharp eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng immediately warned: "who are you?"

At this time, several men came from the crowd, blocking her way.

The head man folded his hands behind his back and respectfully said, "we are six little people. Six little people have orders. Let Miss Jiang wait for him here."

Jiang Jiusheng only now knows that they still take bodyguards when they travel. It's supposed to be related to the underground transaction a few days ago. Although Shijin didn't tell her about the content of the transaction, it's not hard to guess that there is no illegal underground transaction of the Qin family. The cooperation is all poor and vicious people.

But when Jin left her bodyguard, she left.

She was almost certain that someone was following them and that the goal was Shi Jin.

She did not care about long-term plan, urged: "don't worry about me, you quickly find Shi Jin."

The other side still had that expression, and remained still: "six little orders to die, you can't leave Miss Jiang alone."

Jiang Jiusheng took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "did he go alone?"

The bodyguard, who was the leader, paused and said, "yes."

He knew that. He left everyone to her.

She looked up. "Get out of the way."

Seven or eight people, not a move.

Jiang Jiusheng pushes directly.

The man at the front was quick-sighted, blocked with his arms, and bowed his head. "I'm offended."

Still don't get out of the way.

Jiang Jiusheng took a step back with his right foot, clenched his hands, and his eyes were full of aggression: "you don't have to beat me. There are many people here with mixed eyes. I don't want to attract people's attention. Do you want me to lay you down and go to Shijin alone, or do you go with me?"

This position, in Sanda, means attack.

After a bodyguard looked at each other, he got out of the way.

In the front, on the flower stall, the handsome man stopped, and the girl of the shop immediately walked over, smiling kindly: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"

The other party was wearing a Navy windbreaker, open, white shirt inside, laughing up some ruffians, but the temperament was very good, noble and elegant, slightly squinting look some bad.

It was Yuwen who charged.

He squatted, fingering a blue rose.

"Do you want roses, sir?" the shopkeeper asked

He shook his head, smiled and pointed to the white flower beside him: "I only want a daisy."

The girl in the shop knew it, picked a fresh Daisy, packed it, and asked, "is it for the girl in secret love?"

"No," he said

The flower is wrapped. A daisy is very thin but beautiful. The girl hands it to the handsome man in front of her. He takes it and says thanks with a smile. He pays the money and leaves the shop.

Daisy's flower language is a deep love.

This gentleman, there is probably a person who loves deeply. The girl can't help but lean forward and look at her. She is far away. But in the vast sea of people, she is still fighting. She has a flower in her hand and sniffs it casually. She smiles and is frivolous. She has pinned the flower in her ear.

All of a sudden, he stopped for a moment, his cynical eyes brightened, took the flowers off his ears, carefully held them in his hands, avoided the crowd's pushing, and followed a girl in a black coat.

The flower market is two streets long. At the end of the street, it was secluded. It was originally a pedestrian street. Because it was unpopular late at night, the more it went in, the quieter it was. There were several people lying on the ground, like dead, motionless.

A thud.

When Jin unloaded each other's bullets, put the man on the wall, a pair of scissors against his throat: "say, who is your head?"

The man was shackled and couldn't move, and his pupils widened with fear: "yes --"

before he finished speaking, a bullet rushed across the wind, nailed into the man's head, his eyes didn't close, and then he breathed, blood splashed on Shijin's hands, white fingertips, a little bright red. Don't be surprised.

He turned slowly.In the right direction stood a man with a gun in his hand, the muzzle of which was facing him.

The man was wearing a baseball suit, a cap and a face. The muffle gun in his hand was thin and long, and his finger was pulling the trigger: "now I'll take you on the road."

Hold the trigger with your index finger and press back slowly.

When Jin eyes raised to settle.

In the dark street, the girl of his family was standing upright, only stupefied for a moment, then raised her hand tremblingly, with a small pistol in her hand.

It was he who matched her. When he gave it to her, he said to her, "I'd rather you shoot someone than get hurt.".

"Put the gun down."

The slight hoarse voice of tobacco and wine suddenly sounded, and the voice was shaking.

When the man with the gun heard the sound, he turned around subconsciously. At that moment, Jin raised himself to the ground, grasped the man's muzzle, turned a direction, and split his arm with one hand. When Jin pulled hard, he unloaded his gun.

The man responded and snatched the gun with his bare hands. When Jin stepped back and raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun pointed to the man's head.

The man didn't move at once.

When Jin holds the gun's hand to turn the direction, uses the gun's handle to the man's back neck to smash fiercely.

The man fainted when he was soft.

Jiang Jiusheng's hand with a gun was slowly lowered. Her palm was all sweaty, and she gasped.

"Sheng Sheng," Shi Jin stood still. She looked up, and he hid his bloody hand behind him. He said nervously, "I didn't kill that man."

He avoided the main point and didn't hurt people because she didn't like it.

Jiang Jiusheng's nerves were tense for a long time. As soon as he released them, he began to take off some strength: "well, I know."

When Jin frowned, she walked towards her and said, "come here."

She walked past, there was no light in the street, only the street light of the flower market in the distance leaked, dim, she walked very slowly, step by step towards Shijin.

In the dark, someone raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun was facing her back, the bullet was loaded, and there was a click.

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