Rebirth of Chu Wan

After Zheng Yun walked out of the coffee shop, she didn't stop for a while and didn't look back. She stopped nonchalantly until she passed a corner, took out the phone and dialed a number.

After a while, the phone connected, and Zheng Yun whispered directly: "That woman is in the coffee shop on the third floor of Guangmao Department Store." After saying this, she hung up the phone and left.

In the coffee shop, Wan Chuer and Jiang Kechu were still talking.

Jiang Kechu said coldly: "Even if you go to the special operations department, you will not get what you want. There is no sieve. Anyone can check what they want to check, even if you just came up with an idea. Will be discovered."

"So, dispel this idea."

Wan Chuer looked at him and knew that what Jiang Kechu said was true. Over this period of time, the more books she read and the more fur she knew, she knew how impervious the Special Operations Department was.

That's why she became more entangled and hesitant.

If you don't go to the Special Operations Department and rely on her own power to investigate an incident that was designated as the highest level of confidentiality, and it was still twenty years ago, the possibility is almost slim.

But if you go in, although there is a certain chance, the back of this opportunity is covered with iron thorns. If you accidentally get stuck, she will have no chance.

Wan Chu'er looked at Jiang Kechu with his eyes open. Jiang Kechu couldn't help turning his head. He couldn't agree or tell Wan Chu'er anything. He couldn't face her pleading.

Wan Chuer didn't give up, and asked angrily: "Can't you really help me?"

"No." Jiang Kechu refused her without hesitation.

The two looked at each other with firm eyes, and neither of them let each other take a step.

"Snapped!"

A sudden sound broke the deadlock between the two people.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." A waiter nearby kept apologizing, and there was a cup of coffee that fell on the ground, and coffee was splashed everywhere.

The young waitress was a little at a loss, it was all because she had just glanced at Wan Chuer's table accidentally, and then she was frightened by the two people.

Too scary, too cruel, too cold.

It was as if the two men would fight in the next moment, and then cause devastating damage.

Then her hand slipped and a cup of coffee fell to the ground.

Wan Chuer glanced at the busy waiter and asked again: "Jiang Kechu, even if it is to make me feel at ease, can't you help me?

Only this time, I beg you this time, and I will definitely listen to you in the future. "

It has not been so hard for a long time, Jiang Kechu was in a bad mood, but he still shook his head firmly.

He couldn't do anything about this, on the contrary he wanted to stop Wan Chu'er from being reckless.

Although he had already guessed Jiang Kechu's reaction, Wan Chu'er was still angry when she saw him so unfeeling. She didn't know what she was angry with, but Jiang Kechu was angry with herself.

Wan Chuer stood up suddenly, took the bag and was about to leave, walked two steps and then stopped, and said to Jiang Kechu who just stood up:

"Don't follow me, I am angry now and want to be calm and calm by myself."

Jiang Kechu helpless: "Chu'er!"

"I want to think about how to go next." These words stopped Jiang Kechu's footsteps.

Out of the mall, Wan Chuer found a direction at random and walked aimlessly.

What should she do next?

Continue to enter the special operations department? Still give up this assessment, and it will be the assessment day in three days.

Jiang Kechu knows her purpose, I am afraid that the old man is also well aware of it. With the advance protection of these two people, the chance of her access to the top-secret files after entering is probably even slimmer. I heard that many files there are kept secret or kept secret. Paper, not entered into the computer.

In the confusion and chaos, Wan Chuer unknowingly walked into a sparsely populated road with a few cars parked on the road.

A second before she turned, a car stopped across the road. Yan Hui hurriedly got out of the car. He wanted to call her but had no time. He had to lock the car and waited for the green light before crossing the road to chase him.

Wan Chuer didn't know Yan Hui behind her at all. When she walked past an ordinary van, she suddenly felt a gust of wind behind her head, and immediately remembered the alarm bell in her heart. She rolled forward on the spot, avoiding the attack.

Looking up, an unremarkable gray-clothed man with a ruthless expression on his face had not had time to withdraw the wooden stick he held in his hand.

"Who are you?!" Wan Chuer asked.

The man didn't say a word, and continued to rush towards her, looking at her skills, movements and muscles. This person was not an ordinary person. This thought flashed through Wan Chu'er's mind, and she tensed her nerves to meet his attack.

Between the sparks and the flint, Wan Chuer grabbed the wooden stick with one hand, then kicked her right foot out in a tricky way, and kicked it onto the other's thigh. Before she could retract her leg, there was another rapid wind behind her.

"bad!"

Wan Chuer screamed secretly in her heart. It turned out that the person in front of her was deliberately kicked by her. The next second she was hit **** the back of the head. She staggered two steps forward, blurring her vision.

She still made a move, but the move was weak, and the person in front grabbed her arm, and then a damp cloth covered her mouth and nose.

Wan Chuer couldn't hold on to the irritating smell, and completely lost consciousness.

The two men who attacked Wan Chuer remained silent, and they each took her arm and hurried to the van.

"Stop! Put down the people in your hands!"

Yan Hui was very anxious. Seeing that the van door was opened and Wan Chu'er was about to be stuffed in, he threw him to the phone just dialed and ran over quickly, trying to grab the unconscious person. Wan Chuer.

The grey-clothed man threw Chu'er to his partner, and then stepped forward to block Yan Hui.

Yan Hui's skill is very weak, and it may be okay to deal with ordinary hooligans, but to deal with such a professional assassin level, he can't do a single move, so he is restrained by dealing with it.

The man in gray squeezed Yan Hui's neck with one hand, took a sharp dagger from his waist, and wiped it directly on Yan Hui's neck.

Yan Hui opened his boss' eyes, struggling hard, but in vain, the man's arm in front of him was like iron claws, not moving.

The man's eyes were cold and there was no trace of emotion. He knew that this man was going to kill himself, and he didn't hesitate to kill himself.

Do you really want to explain this way today?

Where is Wan Chuer? Can the call just now save Wan Chu'er?

Yan Hui regretted that when Li Shan worked hard to train his skills, he felt it was useless. Instead, he chose to read those useless books. Therefore, in such a crisis, he could only be killed by someone.