The woman leaning on his arms half-squinted, her slender eyebrows and eyes were rippling, and when she saw the person coming in from outside the door, she just glanced at it lightly, and then leaned back on the man.

The man narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little indifferent, no matter how the woman in his arms teased, he was always unmoved, and he was a little calm and not like a person.

Until the cigarette burned out, the man put out the cigarette, pushed the woman out of bed neatly, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you looking for me?" ”

Hearing the man speak, Ling quickly withdrew his gaze, calmed his breath, lowered his eyes and said, "The mailbox has received a new commission."

The man hummed in a low voice, continued to button his shirt, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to care about what the spirit said, "I am responsible for the entrusted things, and I don't need to ask."

"Yes" Ling responded in a low voice, and then frowned and said: "It's just that this commission is more special, the client wants to kill a rich young master, and there is no honorarium."

Hearing this, the man's movements paused slightly, and his lowered eyes finally raised slightly, and a pair of blue eyes like jewels fell into Ling's eyes in an instant.

Those eyes were ice blue and deep, but they were calm and cold, and it was dangerous for people to dare not approach.

Even though she was already familiar with these blue eyes, Ling still couldn't help but shrink her body, the slender officer's eyes were too sharp, even she was a little difficult to parry.

"Where's the mission?" Buttoning the last button, the man asked coldly.

"Jiangcheng"

Jiangcheng? The man's eyes narrowed, chewing on these two words carefully, and he lowered his eyes for a while, and his ice blue eyes crossed a few hints of playfulness.

The He family, are you finally going to 'claim'?

The corners of his lips pulled up a little coldness, the man straightened his collar, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and said coldly to Ling Bing behind him: "Let Li reply to the letter, the shadow of this matter has been accepted"

Ling Shen responded, the man did not stop, strode out of the bamboo house, took a few steps, and was another meal, his ice blue eyes swept over the woman on the bed, and he said indifferently.

"This woman, killed"

Outside, the sun shines just right, and the dense shade of the trees shades the dazzling light.

The man stepped out of the room, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked to the training ground with his feet raised.

"Sir"

A figure approached on the shade side of the tree, cold and strong, it was the Li of the task department, Li stepped forward, stretched out his hand and handed the man a blank piece of paper, and said in a low voice: "Sir, there is your secret letter"

The man took it casually, unfolded the secret letter and glanced at it lightly, his cold eyes slowly narrowed, the content of the letter was very simple, only nine words, but it made the man interested.

This opponent, you will be very satisfied.

Satisfied?

Gently hooked his lips, the man closed the secret letter, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the rising sun, and a little darkness slowly condensed under his eyes, it seemed that this trip was a must.

"Great, go to Jiangcheng"

"Yes" Li didn't hesitate for a moment, and then strode away.

At this time, the door of the bamboo house was also pushed open, and Ling Qing's cold figure appeared outside the door, "Sir, the task has been completed"

The man hummed lightly, his eyes still fell on the sky, and his ice blue eyes did not show the slightest reluctance, even if the woman had been with him for half a year.

"Bury it"

Lingying, returned to the training ground to find two companions to help, the young man who was called looked at the dead woman with some surprise, and then secretly looked at the man with an indifferent look, and glanced at each other, all of them saw shock and jealousy in the eyes of the other party.

is worthy of a cold-faced Shura, and it is really ruthless.