HBWnovel Chapter 1 1
Chapter 1 1
The mottled ironwork of Prague is exposed in the air and sunlight, the bob-tailed pigeons in the square lower their heads to look for bread crumbs from the hurrying crowd, and the sky is covered with a veil-like gray.
The city is gloomy and full of ancient precipitation.
In the baroque church, there are crowds of people watching the ceremony, and the melodious hymns floating under the huge dome of the gods are painted, and all the white roses are dotted with pure and beautiful flavors.
The bride tossed the bouquet back high, and a crowd of women exclaimed. A man in a black tuxedo came over and put his arms around her shoulders: "Go pour champagne."
The bride left behind the excited sisters and followed the groom into the inner hall. On the silk-edged table tops stood layer upon layer of crystal-clear crystal goblets. The aroma of wine is overflowing.
Bah——the sharp sound of bullets piercing through the air
Passing through the middle of the cup tower, the instantly collapsed cup shattered into countless light spots.
The wine meandered from the table to the corner of the table, and the air was filled with the subtle smell of gunpowder, which surprised everyone.
Amidst the screams one after another, the groom's voice was clearly low: "Who did it!"
Several men in black in the crowd took out their pistols vigilantly, and the lively wedding atmosphere disappeared.
In the distance, a person came over, the gun still holding the smoldering gun in his hand, the dusty coat and the cynical expression were incompatible, the man who looked very thin actually hid the aura of accumulation.
A man in black in the corner raised his gun and wanted to sneak attack.
The groom motioned for him to stop, the face behind the sunglasses made people look forward to it.
"Mo Bei." The bride held the groom's hand, a little uneasy.
Mo Bei's mind was not on her at all, and he almost felt as if he was suffocated by the approaching people.The cold gaze, the raised corners of the lips, and the delicate face after taking off the sunglasses, like the beautiful markings on a leopard, are a wonderful camouflage, and will tear your flesh and blood apart if you are not careful.
"Kim!"
"Brother Mo, I'm back."
Seeing the man's face, the woman who was holding her husband tightly took a step back, with disbelief written all over her face.
The man named Kim turned his head and greeted the bride with a smile: "Sister Ling, long time no see."
The narrow and charming eyes can see the opponent's gaffe in just one glance.