A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

"Hey, how obsessed you are with me, even if you turn into a ghost, you will haunt me." An Xiaoyao joked, but still had no sense of crisis.

"Hmph!!! That's your honor. I don't want to be haunted by so many people who want me to turn into a ghost."

An Xiaoyao smiled. Caucasian men couldn't stand their leisurely chatting, and simply ignored them. He pointed his pistol at Xia Qing, "Tell me, is what you said true?"

Xia Qing's vision was a little dizzy, and he didn't even care about being pointed at with a gun.

She didn't know why, she didn't feel nervous.

How many times life is at stake, even if you are calm, you will feel some nervousness, but this time there is no such thing, because there is a calm Buddha who can walk around, his indifference seems to be able to infect the people around him, making all impetuous emotions All were appeased.

"Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. I will never betray the general. You can either believe me or kill me. It's up to you." The shoulder just hit An Xiaoyao's wound.

"You deliberately?"

Xia Qing didn't speak, she had no energy to speak, the pain and blood loss cost her half her life.

An Xiaoyao looked at the white man, and slowly pointed his gun at An Xiaoyao, "Who are you?"

"An Xiaoyao." He didn't talk nonsense, he just reported the house, and glanced at Xia Qing next to him, this dead girl really couldn't believe it, since she was betrayed, there was no need to go around in circles, at least this white man would not want him in a short time life.

"Ace's guns are only sold to Russian gangsters, Soros, you are so capable, even I dare to catch them."

The white man's expression changed. He kept his name incognito for so many years in order to protect his family. He used a false name on the road. His real identity had been hidden for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, An Xiaoyao could call him by his name accurately.

They may not be clear about the division of labor in Ace, but they have all heard that Ace owns the intelligence system of the US National Security Agency. Even if he is not An Xiaoyao, he is by no means an ordinary person.

On An Xiaoyao's face, he could not see a trace of panic facing death.

"I still don't believe that Ace and Anti-Terrorism are rivals. Why are you together? Why is Xia Qing recuperating by your side?" the white man asked.

An Xiaoyao tilted his head and thought for a while, then answered seriously, "Xia Qing fell in love with me, and she chased after her, and she lost half of her life. It's rare for me to do good deeds every day to save her life, so what's so special about it?"

Xia Qing raised his head, then dropped it heavily, hitting An Xiaoyao's wound with his head.

I'm blind to see you.

An Xiaoyao almost twisted her head off.

"If you don't tell the truth again, I will shoot you!" The white man was also panicked, and the muzzle of the gun was placed between his eyebrows.

An Xiaoyao's eyes shrank slightly, and a cold light flashed, "You'd better put your gun away, I'm a little sensitive to this thing, you're so close to me, believe it or not, even if I only have one breath left, You'll die faster than me, too."

The white man took a few steps back quickly, and the smile on An Xiaoyao's lips grew wider.

In the eyes of the white man, the smile was dazzling and sarcastic. His chest heaved with anger, and he suddenly roared, "Lock them up!"

His subordinates took An Xiaoyao and Xia Qing to the dungeon, and the female killer asked, "Boss, what should we do?"