A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

Xia Qing was startled, only feeling the man's callused hand from her collarbone down to between her breasts, the middle finger and index finger pinching out the chip hidden in the middle, and the ring finger even touching her soft top.

Because of the relationship between her posture and her movements, An Xiaoyao pressed her entire palm on her chest. During the turn, because of the interaction force, as if kneading her softness, he also followed her turn posture, walked along the trend, and moved his fingers , hooked her dress strap, and snapped it off.

Xia Qing's dress slid down a section of the dress belt, revealing half of the soft scenery, Xia Qing ignored it, and was about to hit again, when Xiaoyao had already touched the doorknob, and her body was against the doorknob, and the wind of her legs forced her back.

The chips are here.

An Xiaoyao smiled slightly, "I'm in good shape, I'll lend you my coat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared. When Xia Qing went out, he disappeared. He disappeared very quickly. She didn't chase after her. If she looked like this, if she chased out and was seen, she would definitely suffer. Guoan was very cautious.

She is low on ammo.

The bodyguards at the door are fully armed. Even if she is made of iron and brass, she must have enough ammunition to break out of the encirclement.

Thinking of this, Xia Qing hated the official working system extremely. She enjoyed the excitement and adventure at work, and also liked this kind of fulfilling life, but she hated this restrictive system.

He wants to kill people, but also wants to get chips, but he doesn't want to cause international disputes, and he also needs to consider the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

It's fine not to give her enough ammunition, and she is not allowed to fund the preparations by herself. To a certain extent, it also reduces their combat strength.

People in the underworld don't have so many systems, they only pursue one limit.

Not quite sure, she didn't want to take any chances.

Xia Qing looked coldly at the coat beside him, and hooked his fingers over it. The man's woody fragrance still remained on the coat. Xia Qing sneered, she hated men wearing perfume the most, all kinds of disgusting.

She doesn't like men spraying perfume even if they are all over the streets and alleys of European countries.

All of An Xiaoyao's characteristics are what Xia Qing hates the most.

Even if she hated it, she put on her coat, and the next task was much easier. Killing Torrey was her forte.

An hour later, Xia Qing appeared on a high-rise building in the central block, next to a silver box, and she was wearing An Xiaoyao's coat. She wore it a bit long, but it was not obtrusive.

Especially under the rendering of the night, the combination of frailty and toughness is perfect.

The screen of the phone suddenly lit up. Xia Qing's eyes flashed. He grabbed the binoculars beside him and saw a car three blocks away slowly moving. Xia Qing opened the weapon box. There were various guns and sniper guns inside. gun parts.

Xia Qing's exclusive sniper rifle, M-109.

Ace's classic gun shape is the best in terms of hit and impact. The only disadvantage is that it is a bit heavy and requires too much arm strength, which is not suitable for female agents. However, such a weight is not suitable for Xia Qing. Words are moderate.

This is not the most powerful sniper rifle of the trump card, but it is indeed a classic. Any sniper rifle has more or less shortcomings. The shortcomings of 109 are Xia Qing's strengths, so she chose 109.

When choosing a gun, there was another interesting thing.

Anti-terrorist agents use ace sniper rifles, isn't this a slap in the face for themselves?The above tactfully revealed to her that she was asked to use the AS50 sniper rifle. This sniper rifle is equipped with the US Navy SEALs and is one of the most cutting-edge weapons.