The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

The deeper the dew is, the ghost fire and the fox cry.

After sending Meng Yu to the door, Hua Wei left with peace of mind.

There were only a few people in the neighborhood that used to be full of people, and it was strangely quiet.

Professor Hua, who was alone, was still walking steadily, but the direction he was going was not the way home.

The white square in the pocket vibrated crazily, and it was deformed by touching it with her fingertips, and a gun in the shape of a miniature straight barrel appeared in her hand silently.

Before the fork, Hua Wei paused slightly, then walked straight to the dark alley.

The golden irises hanging from the eaves were so conspicuous that she was afraid she would not see them.

The smell of damp and corruption is intertwined. Even wild cats rarely set foot in this kind of place.

Hua Wei stopped in the middle of the alley, and in the silence, said out loud: "I have tried my best to follow me all the way, and I didn't even dare to show my face. When did the people raised by Jin Yuanwei become so useless?"

The tone of the voice became colder, and the sarcasm carried the cold night wind, scattered everywhere in the alley.

There was silence again in the air.

After a few breaths, a ghostly figure jumped down from the low wall of the alley and landed firmly two meters away in front of Hua Wei.

The person who came was dressed in darkness to cover his figure, but his voice was indistinguishable: "The professor's ears are still as bright as ever."

Hua Wei looked at this ordinary face that couldn't be found in the crowd, and could tell at a glance that it was a fake face that the other party had disguised several times.

She raised her chin slightly, and her eyes unconsciously carried a bit of condescension: "Su He sent you here?"

Are these people targeting the graphene system?Don't give up until you make a loophole?

Unexpectedly, the visitor's eyes flickered, he took half a step back slightly, bowed and replied: "Anyang."

——The man who can only bluff?

The corners of Hua Wei's lips twitched slightly.

Who else should she be.

"What do you want me to do?"

For the restoration of the graphene system, she only cares about Su He's request, and don't even think about it.

Professor Hua's appearance fee in the seventh district is not something they can afford.

"The superior sent me to bring you a message." Seeing Hua Wei's untouched right hand, which had been stuck in his pocket all the time, Qian Yan inexplicably felt a chill on the back of his neck, feeling uncomfortable that his head would be in a different place in a second.

Over the years, this intuition has saved me countless times; and this time is no exception.

Before the next sentence came out, he first introduced himself: "Under Qianyan, Golden Iris is the 65th Nightcrawler on the wooden version of the list."

A killer is a killer.

It doesn't sound good to be named Nightcrawler.

Hua Wei watched coldly, but did not answer.

"Professor." Qian Yan lowered her eyelids slowly, and then said with a bit of humility, "Please be careful of Qin Wu."

He emphasized his tone, with a look of good for her: "We know that you have also sent people to investigate him, but the feedback does not necessarily have our true certainty. Our people have fought against him, but none of them Exceptions fail."

"This is an extremely dangerous person. Professor, this person may have other plans to approach you."

If she hadn't known Jin Yuanwei's vicious nature of being open-eyed to money and mercenary, she might have believed his nonsense.

This is because I can't hide it, so I just don't hide it, and go directly to her and turn black and white, right?
This group of people was so sure that Qin Wu would not tell her everything, so they let them take advantage of it.

—But they just got the timing right.

Thinking of the bloody wound, Hua Wei's eyes turned dark.