Chapter 503 Breakfast

No one answered in the bar.

The dozen killers from all over the world breathed heavily unconsciously, not only because of the bloody smell of Nie Yu who had killed countless people, but also because of his cold and oppressive eyes, like a wolf king walking in the wilderness, covered in blood and murderous.

After an unknown amount of time, the bartender behind the bar slowly spoke:

"...I don't know."

Hearing this answer, Nie Yu's eyes narrowed unconsciously. He carried a shotgun on his back and walked to the bar with a creaking sound of the floor. He said in a deep voice:

"Vulture, where is the person I asked you to send to keep an eye on her?"

The bartender did not speak, but silently opened his mobile phone, and a piece of news popped up in front of Nie Yu's eyes.

"At 3 o'clock this afternoon, a major traffic accident occurred on the Loujiang Expressway. A tram collided with a gasoline truck at high speed, ignited and fell off the highway, and no one survived; the body of another car was completely shattered, suspected of a strong collision, causing two people in the car to be crushed to death;

The third car was parked on the side of the road, and two male bodies who were shot were found in the car with double flashes on...

According to the police investigation, all surveillance cameras on this section of the road were damaged at the same time, and no video footage of the incident was found. They are currently working hard to restore the scene...

At the same time, the police revealed that most of the victims this time were wanted fugitives, so the possibility of revenge killings cannot be ruled out... The reporters in the front will continue to report for you..."

As Vulture pressed the lock screen, only Nie Yu's indifferent face remained on the dark screen, and his brows were tightly knitted together.

"...It's the man in brown." Nie Yu seemed to recall something, with anger in his eyes, "He can affect the surrounding electronic equipment, it must be him! He is indeed going after Su Zhiwei."

"He should have extraordinary power like you." Vulture put the clean wine glass on the bar, poured the whiskey at hand into it, and said slowly,

"If that's the case, no matter how many killers you find, you can't do anything to him... You have to do it yourself."

"Of course I have to kill him myself."

"But we don't even know where they are hiding now..."

Nie Yu sneered, drank the whiskey in the glass, and slammed it heavily on the bar. The terrifying force crushed the wine glass into pieces all over the table.

Under the tense and almost suffocating eyes of the crowd, he carried the shotgun and walked out of the tavern calmly,

"Send me the location of the car accident... The prey I'm targeting will never escape."

...

Early morning.

Chen Ling slowly opened his eyes on the roof of the museum.

"Is it dawn yet..." Chen Ling stood up, his eyes swept across the horizon in the distance, and after confirming that there was no foreign object approaching within the field of vision, he jumped down from the roof like a butterfly.

Chen Ling was not sleepy to begin with, and because of the feeling of being peeped, he did not step into the museum again last night. Although he was not so vigilant about Xiao Chunping, he could not trust her, and it was naturally impossible to rest in someone else's territory without any defense.

Staying on the roof not only did not cause the feeling of being peeped, but also made it convenient for him to observe the surrounding situation at any time to prevent Nie Yu from raiding at night, which was the best choice for Chen Ling.

At the same time.

In the corridor, a spirited teenager was facing the reflection of the window, carefully fiddling with his bangs, seemingly dissatisfied no matter what, wishing to weld them all to his head.

The next moment, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a brown-clothed figure passed by the window like the wind and landed silently on the corridor.

"Fuck!"

The sudden figure startled Yao Qing, and the whole person subconsciously stepped back half a step.

When he saw that it was Chen Ling, he couldn't help but complain: "No, why are you here playing Spider-Man so early in the morning? Where did you get down from?!"

"The roof." Chen Ling replied indifferently.

"...I prepared a bed for you, but you didn't sleep on it. Why did you go to the roof?"

"The roof has a good view, which is convenient for me to monitor the surroundings at any time to see if there are any enemies approaching."

"..."

Yao Qing suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he bowed to Chen Ling silently, "You have worked hard, I am abrupt."

As Yao Qing's attitude changed 180 degrees, Chen Ling's eyebrows slightly raised... Looking at the "simple" male college student in front of him who knew his mistakes and corrected them, Chen Ling couldn't help but recall his youth in his mind, and felt a little sad.

Chen Ling's eyes fell to the side, and saw a carefully prepared breakfast on the windowsill beside the corridor, still steaming.

Not only are there soy milk, fried eggs, sausages, and toast, a combination of Chinese and Western cuisines, but there is also a cute smiley face squeezed out of the toast with ketchup... Just when Chen Ling was about to look away, he suddenly let out a light exclamation, and a pair of "fiery eyes" locked onto the corner of the plate...

On the edge of the soy milk bowl, where almost no one would notice, there is a "??" lightly drawn with a pencil.

The lines of this love are too faint, just like the ignorant and immature love of a teenager. He wants to hide it, but he is unwilling to do so. He can only silently leave his love in an inconspicuous corner, praying that one day "she" will find it.

Chen Ling's eyes gradually became subtle, and Yao Qing exclaimed, holding the breakfast plate in his arms, fearing that Chen Ling would eat them directly.

"This...this is not for you!"

"..." Chen Ling said helplessly, "I didn't say I wanted to eat it?"

Yao Qing still stared at him, his eyes full of vigilance, but thinking of Chen Ling guarding them for a night yesterday, his expression became hesitant again...

"If you want to eat... well... I'll make it for you later. Anyway, this one is not for you!"

Chen Ling was too lazy to say more to him and waved his hand.

"Let's go."

Yao Qing walked towards Su Zhiwei's room with the plate in his arms, but after walking for a while, he couldn't help but stop, tidied his hair in front of the window, and then continued to move forward...

"You're walking the wrong way." Seeing this, Chen Ling couldn't help but remind him.

"What?"

"Your sister Zhiwei got up before dawn, an hour earlier than you." Chen Ling pointed in the direction of the yard, "She's practicing over there."

Yao Qing was stunned for a while, then hurried to the yard with the plate in his arms. After pushing open the central glass door, a figure under a willow tree came into view.

In the courtyard full of spring colors, Su Zhiwei, wearing a white training suit, stood in front of the swaying willow branches, her hands like gently flowing streams, gathered in front of her, like embracing a semicircle.

Her steps were steady and light, sometimes she would make a palm, sometimes she would clench her fist, her tied black hair swayed lightly in the wind like a willow, combining strength and softness.

Su Zhiwei was completely immersed in this set of boxing techniques, and did not notice Yao Qing's arrival at all. Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and as her hands stirred, breezes rolled up from under her body...