Moonstone Teahouse.

Wei Xiaobao lay lazily on the chair, holding a tea cup in his hand, smiling quietly, looking at Jiang Yirong sitting opposite.

When he went out with Guan Qing, they often went to coffee shops, but when he went out alone, he liked to go to some teahouses. Maybe it was because he was used to drinking tea in the Qing Dynasty, and he couldn't get used to drinking tea, which he regarded as shit.

The same coffee.

After not seeing her for such a long time, he felt that Jiang Yirong was a little more beautiful. Her tight figure was wrapped in a slim gray leather jacket, which made people think about her. She seemed to like wearing leather jackets outside of work.

"Have you seen enough!?"

Jiang Yirong, who was a little embarrassed by Wei Xiaobao's constant stare, frowned and stared at Wei Xiaobao dissatisfied.

"I guess I won't be able to see enough in my lifetime. It would be great if I could take it home and watch it every day."

Wei Xiaobao smiled and still looked at Jiang Yirong, his eyes constantly lingering below the neck and above the neck, looking at it with gusto.

"Why did you invite me here?"

Jiang Yirong rolled her eyes at Wei Xiaobao, who looked slutty, and said coldly.

During this period of time, Jiang Yirong, who was originally chasing after Wei Xiaobao, rarely appeared again. Probably after staring for a while, she realized that she had not found any valuable clues, so she gave up.

"Of course it's a good thing. It depends on whether you want to make meritorious deeds."

Wei Xiaobao sat up, put down his tea cup, and lay on the table instead, looking at Jiang Yirong from close range and said.

"What? You want to surrender? Did you do something shameful again?"

Jiang Yirong sneered and looked at Wei Xiaobao.

"I'm serious. If you want to do meritorious deeds and catch bad guys, then we can cooperate."

Wei Xiaobao stopped joking and became serious.

After hearing Wei Xiaobao's words, Jiang Yirong's eyes flashed with doubts, and she hesitated for a moment.

"Say it."

"I found someone selling medicine right under your noses. I hate that stuff the most in my life, so I plan to help you."

Wei Xiaobao looked serious.

"You? Help me? Did I hear you correctly?"

"Believe it or not."

Wei Xiaobao smiled, stood up and walked out.

"Wait a minute, are you telling the truth? Where is it?"

Seeing Wei Xiaobao about to leave, Jiang Yirong also chased him out and followed behind to ask questions.

Wei Xiaobao, who was walking in front, had a playful smile on his face because Jiang Yirong took the bait.

"Just wait for me to notify you. When the time is right, I will have someone go to Bureau J to notify you."

Wei Xiaobao said with a smile as he walked.

"If you dare to lie to me, I can't forgive you!"

Jiang Yirong took a few steps and rushed in front of Wei Xiaobao, looking at Wei Xiaobao slightly threateningly.

"good."

Wei Xiaobao said, took a step sideways, bypassed Jiang Yirong and prepared to leave. He did not dare to stay longer, otherwise Jiang Yirong would definitely ask endless questions.

But at this moment, Wei Xiaobao suddenly narrowed his eyes, pulled Jiang Yirong close to his arms, and fell behind a tea table.

Just when Wei Xiaobao was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man walking towards him with his head lowered and his right hand stretched into his arms. He couldn't help but smell a hint of danger.

"What are you doing!"

"There's a killer!"

The moment the two men fell to the ground, there were suddenly several silenced gunshots, and bullets whizzed past the table.

Immediately afterwards, screams were heard in the teahouse, and the tea patrons fled in panic.

He is indeed a killer.

"Keep alive!"

Wei Xiaobao, who fell under the tea table, shouted outside.

Just as he finished speaking, a black figure shot out from the slanting stab. The cold light that was originally aimed at the killer's throat quickly changed direction and struck the killer's wrist holding the gun like lightning.

"ah!"

A scream rang out, and the killer's right hand was cut off forcibly, and the gun and arm were instantly separated and fell to the ground.

The killer covered his broken arm with his left hand and bent down, moaning in pain.

Opposite the killer, a thin figure flashed cold light in his palm, looking at the killer coldly. If Wei Xiaobao hadn't stopped him, the killer would have been dead.

Knife.

Wei Xiaobao and Jiang Yirong also stood up at this time and saw the killer and Xiaodao.

"Don't move! Watch!"

Jiang Yirong pointed at the killer and the knife, shouted a warning, and walked over.

"careful!"

At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's voice sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, a black figure rushed out from the panicked tea guests, and stabbed Jiang Yirong with a long knife in his hand like lightning!

Judging from the direction, the knife was originally meant to stab Wei Xiaobao, but Jiang Yirong rushed out at this time, blocking Wei Xiaobao's body.

By the time Jiang Yirong heard Wei Xiaobao's reminder, it was already too late, because the killer was already so close that there was no time to react.

At this critical moment, a figure came behind Jiang Yirong in an instant, pulled Jiang Yirong behind him, and at the same time kicked out diagonally!

Wei Xiaobao!

His kick hit the man's shoulder directly at a weird angle. It was too late for the man to hide, so he resisted the kick and took a few steps back.

Before that person could gain a foothold, another person had already arrived! The cold light reappeared!

Knife!

"open!"

Wei Xiaobao, who was observing the battle situation, heard Jiang Yirong yelling angrily beside him. When he looked back, he realized that Jiang Yirong was still in his arms, and his left hand happened to be around Jiang Yirong's breasts.

Wei Xiaobao smiled, quickly let go of his hand, and looked at Jiang Yirong waving her hands again and again.

"It happened suddenly and I did it on purpose."

"What?"

"Oh, I didn't mean to."

"It's now like this, why are you still so shameless?"

Jiang Yirong glanced at Wei Xiaobao with disgust and looked in the direction of the killer.

Wei Xiaobao curled his lips and turned to look at the second killer who was fighting fiercely with the knife, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes cold.

It's obvious that the second killer is the real killer, and the first one is just a cover.

I saw the two people in the field constantly entangled. The weapons in their hands were shorter and longer, but they were equally fast.

"Is the one with the dagger one of yours?"

Jiang Yirong looked at the knife and then at Wei Xiaobao, with a trace of confusion on her face. She didn't know when there was such a person beside Wei Xiaobao, and she didn't see it at all when she came in just now, but when the killer appeared, he suddenly appeared.

Already.

"yes."

Wei Xiaobao nodded.

"It seems that there are still many things about you that I don't know."

Jiang Yirong looked at Wei Xiaobao with strange eyes.

"You have also seen that so many people want to kill me, and there is no one around to protect me. What if you can't see me again? I'm afraid you will miss me."

Wei Xiaobao glanced at Jiang Yirong who rolled her eyes and couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!