Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 2028 There's Someone Behind You!
The idiom Hongchen wants to kill Pan Dongdong is as easy as turning the palm of his hand, it seems that it is impossible to describe how easy it is for her.

Pan Dongdong was also very aware of this, so after recognizing her as Hong Chen, he never planned to go back alive.

Death, in fact, is not too terrible to say, let’s take the miserable Han Xuan as an example, that is, when the heart is scratched by sharp claws, it hurts for a while, and life is over without even having time to feel the pain.

The reason death feels so terrible is that people no longer enjoy the world after thinking about it.

In fact, it is because of reluctance, so I am afraid of death, because once a person dies, those blue sky and white clouds, red flowers and green grass, relatives and friends, glory and wealth will all end with the end of life, and they will never be enjoyed again.

Pan Dongdong had already lost everything when Jing Wuyan drove her out of the Yunxiao Pavilion, so she had nothing to miss about this world, and even had a kind of impatient anticipation for death: Tang Peng knew that after I died, , how painful will it be?
When he knew that I was driven out by Jing Wuyan and killed here, how would he treat that second-generation girl?
会不会先把她一顿胖揍，然后再告诉她，就算是打光棍，也不会娶她为妻的，因为她气量太小，除了装白痴来显示她的纯真，拥有一定的深厚背景, besides being pretty, what other skills do you have?
Women are beautiful, and their status is very high. These two points are the capital to make a man's heart beat, but don't forget, men are the animals that love the new and dislike the old the most in the world. The women they want are not only beautiful, but also capable, able to Solve his problems for him!

Pan Dongdong felt that she was this kind of woman: she had to be good-looking, capable, magnanimous, and loyal to love. Now she was definitely the woman Tang Peng couldn't live without.

After she died, just because of Jing Wuyan's little dementia, she could help Tang Peng manage Yunxiao Pavilion's business flourishingly, drink and chat with him when he was depressed, and dance that song for him when he was thinking about it. Is it a passionate dance?

She can't seem to.

After all, there are some skills that cannot be possessed just because a woman is beautiful and has a noble status.

So Pan Dongdong was sure that, even if the deep love between her and Tang Peng was excluded, and her working ability and understanding of him, Jing Wuyan couldn't match her even if she flattered her.

After hearing the news of her tragic death, Tang Peng would be in pain. Even if he couldn't do anything to her because of Jing Wuyan's extraordinary status at the time, he would definitely become more and more indifferent to her and miss Pan Dongdong more and more.

Jing Wuyan, one day, will find out how stupid she is to drive Pan Dongdong away!

Pan Dongdong thought so much at the moment when the demon claws of the world of mortals pierced like lightning.

She even thought that for many days to come, Jing Wuyan would sit by the window and stare at the night sky in a daze, weeping and regretting when she was alone in her vacant room.

To get something, you have to give something.

Since Jing Wuyan was reluctant to let Pan Dongdong 'share' Tang Peng with her, which led to Sister Dong's tragic death, she would lose her.

When Jing Wuyan looked at the dark night in pain, Pan Dongdong felt that she would definitely hide in the dark night sky outside the window and look at her with a smug smile.

That smile, just like now.

After thinking so much in an instant, Pan Dongdong longed for death more and more, and even opened his eyes to see how her heart was dug out by the world of mortals!

Crazy, now Pan Dongdong is absolutely crazy.

Pan Dongdong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of longing for death, naturally he couldn't hide it from the world of mortals.

"Hey, she actually wants me to kill her quickly?"

Hongchen Yaodao froze for a moment, had already touched the sharp claws on Pan Dongdong's lapel, and froze for a moment.

At the same moment, Pan Dongdong raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said, "Scared, why is there someone standing behind you?"

If he hadn't keenly caught the desire for death in Pan Dongdong's eyes, Hongchen's sharp claws would not stop, and naturally there would be no chance for her to speak.

"Is there someone behind me?"

Since he couldn't kill Pan Dongdong in one go, Hong Chen was not in a hurry to kill her. He retracted his sharp claws slightly, giggled and said with a coquettish voice: "Pan Dongdong, I thought you were really not afraid of death, and I was thinking about letting you go Well. After all, killing a person who is eager to die is not interesting to the murderer. But you really shouldn't pretend to be smart and use this kind of child's tricks to scare me. Because in this way, you can expose how talented you are. fear death."

To Hongchen, killing a random person is nothing at all.

She felt that the reason for killing people was to enjoy the fear of people before they were about to be killed, which would make her see the ugly face of human beings who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

But if this human being is not afraid of death, and even desires to die, then the fun of killing people in the world of mortals will be greatly reduced, which is the last thing she wants to see.

So, seeing that Pan Dongdong was eager to beg for death, she lost interest.

But when Pan Dongdong reminded her why there was someone standing behind her, Hongchen regained his spirit immediately, giggling and raised his right paw again.

She felt that it was necessary to dismantle the lie that Pan Dongdong was not afraid of death, and to arouse all her fears before attacking, so that she could enjoy the pleasure of human beings being slaughtered as much as possible.

But Pan Dongdong said: "Really, I'm not lying to you, there is really someone behind you!"

"Scary, I'm so scared as you said, I didn't know that someone could stand behind me."

Hongchen said he was afraid, but he giggled.

Of course she is very clear that there is no one behind her: according to her ability, let alone someone standing behind her silently, even if she walks within a radius of ten meters around her, she can detect it immediately arrive.

She laughed because Pan Dongdong said it seriously.

The more serious Pan Dongdong said, the more it proved that she was afraid of death.

The more she was afraid of death, the happier Hongchen would be.

When people are happy, of course they will be in a good mood, and they will become generous, just like the current world of mortals, when they are happy, they feel the need to cooperate with Pan Dongdong, pretend to be scared, and turn around to look.

"call!"

Hong Chen was about to turn around when he heard the wind and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

When the snow is falling, there is basically no lack of cold wind, and it is normal for the neck to feel cold.

But when Hongchen sensed the cold wind blowing from the back of his neck, the nerves in his whole body tensed up suddenly, his heart stopped beating, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly. Even the blood is instantly frozen like in the ice cave with the lowest temperature known so far.

Pan Dongdong didn't lie.

Behind the world of mortals, there are real people!

That cold wind was definitely not the wind of nature, but someone standing behind her, blowing cold air on her neck!
Who is Hongchen?

That was the leader who led Hurricane to the mainland to make waves as early as 40 years ago. Heroes from all walks of life in the mainland fought with them for three years before repelling them.

Such a big Huaxia, with so many strange people, failed to do anything to Hongchen for three years, which is enough to show that she was a top-notch top expert at that time.

In this world, who can quietly walk behind her and blow cold air into her neck?
This is not a person, it is probably - a ghost.

Just when the word 'ghost' came to Hongchen's mind, a voice sounded from her left ear behind her head: "She didn't lie to you, there is indeed someone behind you."

It was a man's voice.

To be precise, it is the voice of a middle-aged man, deep, gentle and indescribably magnetic. If he is asked to host a certain late-night episode of a certain radio station, it is estimated that just by virtue of this voice, he will be able to attract many nymphomaniacs. The girl called him and said she loved him.

Magnetism sometimes means charm.

But this charming man's voice, in Hong Chen's ears, frightened her more than a hundred thousand cursed gods and demons roaring and roaring together!
really scared.

When the man was talking, Hong Chen felt the heat of his words.

Ghosts, when they speak, they don't have the enthusiasm that humans should have.

But if this person is not a ghost, then how could he come behind Hongchen without making a sound?

How can it be!

Hong Chen felt that she must be dreaming, so she bit her tongue.

Legend has it that when a person bites his tongue in a dream, he does not feel pain.

pain.

It hurts.

Hongchen couldn't help but bit his own tongue.

Even she could clearly taste the delicious taste of her own blood, but everything at present has not changed a little bit: the surroundings are still white, Pan Dongdong is still standing in front of her, and the man behind him... of course exists!

"Go, die!"

Suddenly, Hongchen let out a coquettish cry, his body stiffened, like a machine with a switch on, it quickly returned to normal and began to operate within a completely negligible amount of time.

Amidst the coquettish shout, Hong Chen turned around suddenly, and with his raised right hand, he stabbed straight at the man behind him with a speed faster than lightning!

Thirteen centimeters.

Without looking back at all, Hong Chen could accurately predict that this man was standing thirteen centimeters behind her just by relying on the air fluctuation caused by the man's voice when he spoke.

Hong Chen felt that no one in the world could escape her backhand blow with all her strength within such a short distance.

there is no one!
there is no one?
Hong Chen's five claws in her right hand made a slight humming sound as she turned around and stabbed the man behind her. This was enough to prove how fast she was, perhaps exceeding the speed of a bullet being ejected from the chamber.

But the claw she stabbed with all her strength missed.

The man who was indeed only thirteen centimeters away from her, when she turned around and thrust out the claw, retreated one meter and twenty centimeters back like a phantom before the claw touched his clothes .

This distance happened to be beyond the reach of Hongchen's steel claws.

He ducked.

Hongchen's outstretched right paw froze in mid-air like the dead branches of an old tree.

She saw this man.

In the snowy night, there were also street lights in the park. Although they were not very bright, coupled with the white snow all over the ground, it was enough for Hong Chen to see the appearance of this man clearly.

This is a man in his forties. He is not too tall, that is, in his early 1.7 meters.

As for the man's imposing manner and appearance, he also seemed to be very ordinary, at most his waist was straight, like a javelin.

Very ordinary men, on the construction site, there are a lot of such men.

It's just that his eyes are cold.

It was also very cold.

It seems that suddenly, let the world of mortals raise a kind of feeling that on a snowy night, you can actually see two stars in the sky.

The brightest cold star.

"who are you?"

Hong Chen looked at this ghostly man and asked with difficulty.

The man answered Hong Chen's question with a very calm tone: "I am Jing Hongming."

(End of this chapter)