steel forest

He pressed the man's head and asked in a deep voice, "Who told you to come?"

The man was silent.

Jiang Cheng: "He Wu?"

His breath suddenly became short of breath, he gritted his teeth without answering, and cursed as if venting, saying: "Jiang Cheng, I fell on your snoμ, I admit it! You are ruthless enough to mess around on the road, b our snoμ is still Black, but n1tama said he was a policeman? Hahaha——!"

He laughed viciously, and after a while, gasped again, "That female policeman, do you know me? I saw that day that you treated her differently."

"Shut up!" The veins on Jiang Cheng's forehead protruded.

"You pray every day that you will never be exposed. You know best how He Laoda treats traitors. He doesn't want you to si. In front of you, he will kill your woman first!"

Jiang Cheng picked him up and strangled his neck from behind with his snoμ elbow.

Under the dark night, long-term suppressed emotions distorted Jiang Cheng's face, and the snoμ arms burst out with steel-like strength, tightening them tighter and tighter.

The man kicked his feet continuously, and his snoμ fingers scratched the slits on Jiang Cheng's snoμ arms. After a long time of no avail, his face turned purple, and his eyeballs almost protruded.

"You, you... Ka..."

He was breathing weakly, unable to make a full sound, and finally, the last moment of spasms and struggles before suffocation suddenly subsided.

He died.

After a long time, it wasn't until Yao Weihai arrived and called Jiang Cheng that he gradually relaxed.

Yao Weihai saw the people on the ground motionless, and his face twitched a few times, "Did you kill him?"

Jiang Cheng stood up from the ground, his black t-shirt stretched out his tight shoulders, and his body was cold.

"He Wu's man." Jiang Cheng said, "He doubts me."

Yao Weihai took a deep x1 breath, calmed down, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do?" Jiang Cheng Yang sんnoμ, shattering his forehead toμ, becoming more rebellious, "Wish me luck."

"Jiang Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng laughed, his face was soaked in the night, and his appearance was simply handsome and charming.

After such an encounter, his hostility was vented and he calmed down instead.

The mission is not over yet, and the hidden danger keeps devouring power at all times, and if you make a wrong step, you will be crushed to pieces.He can only continue to go down, not back to μ.

But no matter what, Jiang Cheng wanted to go back alive and see Zhou Jin again as a policeman.

"Before I contact you, don't meet again." Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and said to Yao Weihai, "There is a special professor in the serious crime team named Jiang Hansheng. He doesn't know my real identity yet, but it was found out that I Ga0 Laisan."

Yao Weihai raised his eyebrows: "Jiang Hansheng?"

"It's Zhou Jin's..." Jiang Cheng gritted his molars, restrained his ferocity, did not continue, and instead said, "Anyway, watch him closely and don't let him ruin my business."

Yao Weihai clicked to μ, and after a while, he told him earnestly: "Be careful."

Jiang Cheng sneered: "Whether you can pass this test depends on your luck. I am dead, and you have to collect my body."

Yao Weihai: "Don't say such things."

"I'm not joking with you kαi." Jiang Cheng pursed his lips slightly, and said seriously, "Also, don't tell Zhou Jin about me being an undercover agent."

……

……

Visual memories may fade quickly, but taste and smell stick just as long.

He smelled the rotten smell again, dirty and dirty, which made him feel an unbearable suffocation.

Hei moved the muzzle of the gun against his forehead toμ, the man's snoμ finger was on the trigger, and he made two playful "pops" from his mouth.

But no kαi gun.

The man said in a cold voice, "Si, it's too easy. I really want to see how long you can last before you kneel down and beg for mercy."

As if he saw something, the man grinned, and the muzzle of the gun searched for his heart, and he lifted it, grabbing the hanging silver chain.

A pocket watch crashed to the ground.

His pupils suddenly tightened, and his face, so dull and emotionless, finally changed.

The pocket watch fell right in front of him, but his sんnoμ and feet seemed to be bound by the invisible darkness, desperately trying to get it back, but he was almost able to get it back.

In the end, he was easily picked up by the man to play with snoμ.

The "pop" was the light sound of a pocket watch bullet, very slight, but to him, the sound of a gunshot was even more heart-shattering.

"Give it back to me!" He couldn't help but growl, and then he didn't make another sound.

The pocket watch hangs down, and in the small photo is the face of the tent girl, who seems to be alive, crying at him.

"Jiang Hansheng!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes suddenly, and fell from the darkness into another darkness, which made it difficult for him to distinguish between dreams and reality for a while.

Jiang Han was panting lightly, and there seemed to be a chilly wind blowing from the back of his neck.

"what happened?"

The warm and dry snoμ palm was on the back of his neck, and above him were Zhou Jin's bright eyes.She leaned close to him and asked in a low voice, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Jiang Hansheng's eyes were foggy, and before he could completely control his bewildered look, his Adam's apple slid with difficulty.

He clicks toμ.

Zhou Jin paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, her eyes became brighter, like the last quarter moon.

"It turns out that you will do the same."

"What?" Jiang Han didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Zhou Jin grabbed the quilt and moved towards him, snoμ stroked his sweaty temples with her fingers, and said, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Hansheng found her snoμ, held it, and turned slightly, breathing x1 on Zhou Jin's lips.

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Happy New Year's Day Dajia!