At that time, he was surrounded by the killer sent by his opponent, and he ran to the entrance of the alley. The killers were wearing black suits and the rain was very heavy, so it was easy to hide in the darkness. He could not guess the location of the killer, and soon fell into the hands of those people. He squatted behind a trash can and saw the killer walking step by step through the gap.

At this time, Li Liang appeared. She was holding a black long-handled umbrella. It was raining heavily, and the raindrops hit the umbrella like hail and walked towards him.

Although the appearance of a stranger will reduce his fear, the woman's proximity is undoubtedly a burden.

"Go away!" Hughes shouted at the woman who was walking towards him almost hysterically.

The woman was wearing a straight black windbreaker and a pure white and delicate shirt. All the decorative buttons and buttons were very compatible. After hearing his warning, she still walked towards them slowly with the original steps.

The pure black head was fluttering, long, and her figure was tall.

The rain was very heavy, and it was difficult to get wet even with an umbrella. However, there was no drop of raindrops on the woman's coat, and there was no rain on the silk, and her face was calm. Following her original pace, step by step, without any stagnation, and without any pause, just following the original trajectory.

It seemed that she did not disturb anyone, but that it was because the people in front of her were hindering her path.

Seeing that there were strangers about to crash into their encirclement strangely, the killer couldn't help but pull the trigger.

The next moment, the woman's black umbrella suddenly closed!

The fingers with distinct joints pinched the wrists hard, and folded them with one stroke. At the same time, they held the other umbrella bone and quickly broke the bullets shot from other directions!

The killer leader was stunned and asked, "Who are you!"

The woman didn't say anything, and the heavy rain quickly wet her elegant and noble black windbreaker and her cold face that was not touched by the rain. She was so fierce and ruthless that everyone fell down in front of her in less than a moment.

Hughes was incredible. He never thought that a woman's body could exert such power. Not to mention facing so many guns with empty hands.

No, Li Liang was not empty-handed, she was holding a pure black long-handled umbrella in her hand.

It was not until she stepped on the neck of the last person that she turned her head expressionlessly, opened her umbrella and said to him, "Let's go, sir."

"My name is Hughes, where are you?"

She was silent for a long time, and when he almost forgot about this question, he only heard her cold texture sound slowly.

"Li Liang."

Hughes, who suddenly got the answer, was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "This name is very oriental. Are you an Irish too?"

"No, I'm from England."

Later Hughes learned that Li Liang was a mercenary killer. He provided her identity protection and she provided him with security. They attended the Cannes Film Festival together, and they watched his Oscars for Best Director. He even taught her how to make movies, and she would occasionally teach him effective simple grasping.

They are more than 20 years apart, but they talk about everything and have always been good friends. Even though many years have passed, they still keep in touch and often work together.

Five months ago, when Li Liang's death spread across all corners of Great Britain, Hughes, who was in Ireland, flew to England almost immediately after hearing the news.

It rained heavily on the day of the burial.

Five years ago, she appeared in her black skirt and black umbrella as expressionless as a god, saving him from the fire and water. At that time, he was wearing a black suit and shirt, holding a black umbrella, and standing in front of her tombstone with desolate eyes.

Now that this woman appears again, the hot tears in the middle-aged Hughes' eyes fell.

Hughes almost shook before he dared to speak and tentatively, "Are you... Irish too?"

"No, Mr. Hughes, I am from China now."

He looked at her face suddenly, and it had really turned into a completely Asian face. His eyebrows were not as tall as before, and his eye sockets were not as deep as before. Hughes opened his mouth, "What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, I look like this when I wake up. Maybe God thinks that I'm too heavy in killing and too strong in my mind, so I don't want me to dirty his train?" When I met my old friend again, Huo Xue's mood was more complicated than when she saw Moses. She never raised the teacup in her hand again, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Hughes's eyes couldn't help but slipped over again, surprise and Houxiu, "I'm so glad you can come back."

"Are you doing well?"

"Okay, how can it be bad? Nothing is better than knowing that you are alive."

Huo Xue smiled when she heard this, "I heard that your movie will be released soon."

"Yes! Are you going to see it? I want to leave the best position for you!" Hughes began to get excited, suddenly thought of something, and was a little excited. "But actually, I look forward to you being able to see my next movie, which is a script I spent a whole April to write myself!"

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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