Quick wear said it was unique

Zuo Xian pointed the gun at Boss Xiao, and his pair of energetic and slightly tired eyes locked on him vigilantly and coldly, like an iron-blooded lone wolf.

Even though Boss Xiao has been surrounded, he has never been a person who underestimates the enemy: "You seem to know me."

"Hehehe, of course I know, my own brother died at your hands! I heard that you are very powerful and have made a lot of military achievements!"

Zuo Siam's heart tightened, a sense of ominous premonition welled up, and his index finger on the trigger slightly moved: "What do you want to do?"

Boss Xiao brushed his extremely short hair, and then said with a strange expression: "You see, my hair was shaved off in prison, and it hasn't grown yet. How can I go in again?"

Before Boss Xiao could do anything, Zhong Ci suddenly looked at his tamed white tiger in amazement, as if fascinated: "Ah, what a beautiful tiger..."

While talking, he pushed a special police officer away, Shi Shiran walked in and touched the majestic white tiger.

It looks like a little white rabbit that has been ignorantly and stupidly breaking into the tigers.

It just so happened that my method was weak, so it would be a pity not to take it as a hostage.

Boss Xiao opened his mouth sternly, laughed and pulled him into his arms, holding his gun to his temple.

In this way, Zhong Ci was held hostage.

Zhong Ci didn't seem to react, and stood motionless with a dazed look on his face.

"Hahahaha! It seems that I have an extra bargaining chip in my hand, Zuo Siam, we can negotiate terms!"

The villain in Zuo Siam's heart had his teeth cracked, and the anger in his eyes seemed to sweep everything like a prairie fire.

His body trembled, and his breathing seemed to be suffocating. The pain and anxiety deeply affected his reason.

But his body is straight, his expression is cold, and he looks like he doesn't care. He is obviously saying that he is just a small non-staff soldier. In order to kill 'Xiao', that little sacrifice is not worth it. carry.

But the nerves of the real self in his heart were stretched to the extreme, his vision was a little dizzy, and he shouted "Kill him! Kill him" in his head.

wrong……

He squeezed the corners of his eyes and brows hard, trying to wake himself up, the danger has not passed, he is the captain, he can't lose his mind, ten fresh lives are still in his hands!

He squeezed the gun tightly, blinked his eyes, raised his head to reveal a pair of indomitable, piercing eyes, and even bent his lips, but there was a trace of struggle in his words: "What do you want?"

Boss Xiao smiled wickedly, he believed that Zuo Xian was just pretending to be calm, look, he actually cared about human life very much, so he didn't provoke him: "Let me go."

Zuo Siam stared at Zhong Ci closely, and found that he had always had a very calm face, and suddenly found a clue.

Think about it differently, if he were Zhong Ci, under what circumstances would he be so calm?

Either don't care about life and death, or everything is under control.

Does Zhong Ci not care about life and death?

No.

Zuo Siam thought of the time when Ah Xing, An An, and Xiao Yu were injured, he showed such a look of panic and cruel revenge, how could such a person not cherish his life so easily?

That is, everything is still in Zhongci's plan. He looked at the well-behaved white tiger tied by a chain, and he met Zhongci's eyes as soon as he raised his eyes: Gujing calm, calm, and strange. appease.

He settled down suddenly.

"besides?"

Boss Xiao was surprised by his compromise, and suddenly put the gun on Zhong Ci's carotid artery, and sneered, "What do you want to do, delaying time? Don't forget, I still have a chess piece in my hand, don't play anything!" Crooked idea!"

Zuo Siam looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and his face became more serious.

And chess pieces?

Focusing his eyes on Zhong Ci's neck, he held back his anger: "Give him back to me, and you can go."

Boss Xiao laughed twice, before he had time to say anything, his complexion turned pale like that of a dead person, and he fell down with a bang.

Zhong Ci touched the mark on his neck, and said lightly: "At ten o'clock, there are still ten ambushers."

Zuo Xian nodded, took a deep look at him, and then made a gesture, leading the special police to suppress more than a dozen younger brothers, and the others chased after him.

Those ten people were originally part of Boss Xiao's plan, and they were separated from the beginning, lurking here carefully and waiting for a long time.

If Zuo Siam is killed, everything will be fine. If not, the ten people are responsible for sniping when they are slack, and it is best to catch them all.

But now that Boss Xiao was dead, those ten people retreated and fled.

With high morale, Zuo Siam's team, together with 50 local special police officers, outflanked them in a self-determined direction, and within 10 minutes, the battle came to a successful conclusion.

Zuo Xian found that Zhong Ci was still standing where he was, intimately intimate with the white tiger, and there seemed to be no problem.

However, he noticed that although Zhong Ci was moving, his left foot had never moved, and the range of motion was also within a small area centered on the left foot. It was a little weird: "Why are you standing here?"

Zhong Ci raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said lightly, "There is a bomb under my feet."

Zuo Xian's heart trembled, his voice was a little dry, his Adam's apple rose and fell with his swallowing movements, and he asked, "Really?"

"My leg is a little numb, you quickly tear him apart."

Zuo Siam's fingers twitched, and his body stiffened for a moment.

But he didn't delay too much, he quickly pulled out a saber from his leggings, carefully pried away the dirt around his feet, and saw a gray thing.

His heart skipped a beat and he looked up at Zhongci.

His expression was very calm, he patted Baihu's lean back carefully, met his line of sight, and smiled lightly: "It's just an ordinary pressure bomb, won't you take it apart?"

Zuo Xian shook his head, swallowed with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you afraid?"

"kindness."

"Have you ever encountered such a thing?"

"No." Zhong Ci saw that he was sweating profusely as if he was very worried, and bent over to pat his big head very cautiously: "Don't worry, you are prone to problems if you are so nervous."

Zuo Siam's breath was stagnant, and he didn't look up again.

He had studied bomb disposal in the army. It should have been a very simple matter, but when Zhong Ci's life was tied to him, he was very helpless.

The mood became very conflicted.

I'm a little happy, happy that Zhong Ci's life is now under his control, but also very scared, afraid that if his hand shakes, what will happen if he hurts him?

His mind was overly rational, but struggle appeared on his lowered face.

If they get blown up, it's blood and blood, and they can stay together forever.

Such an idea was very abrupt, and he didn't even know that he was such an unscrupulous person.

Zhong Ci treats humans with disgust. During the time with him, he is reserved and calm. No, it should be indifferent. Although he looks warm with a smile, he is actually not warm at all.

Never cared about him.

But as long as he made a mistake, he only needed a 'touch', and they would be blown to pieces, and they could never be separated again.

This feeling is very dark, very novel, and even tempting him, do it, do it...

Although Zhong Ci wondered why he lowered his head firmly, but from Zhong Ci's position, he could see the sweat dripping onto the ground, one drop after another, and even the ground on the ground was wet.

He felt his breath struggling, yes, struggling, as if making a major decision.

Now, what are you thinking?

Zuo Xian wiped his face, no, he shouldn't be like this, he is a soldier, the captain of this operation, he should be responsible to every member.

No, for whatever reason, he's going to bring everyone back safely.

Zuo Siam finally calmed down, and the dismantling movement became very steady, step by step and methodically controlling the tools in his hand, he even lay down on the ground, everything was in order.

His breathing was controlled at a very shallow frequency, until he cut the explosive thread, turned over, panting heavily, as if all his strength had been sucked away.

He shielded his arms from his eyes, revealing only pale lips and a tight jaw.

Zhong Ci sat on the side, Bai Hu rubbed him, he smiled and said: "It's okay, don't worry." He looked at the man who couldn't see his face clearly, and asked him calmly but very firmly: "You just wanted to kill me."

Zuo Xian froze, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Why do you hate the existence of people?"

Zhong Ci tilted his head: "People are always able to betray others at will regardless of their feelings, and they are the only ones who can deprive a species of existence at will. Don't you hate it?"

Zuo Xian did not expect such an answer. His deep and hoarse voice seemed helpless: "Man has done too many mistakes, but not everyone can be cruel to betray. As for you who stand alone on the animal side, Is it the same for you who hate humans and don’t care about the loss of life? Are you also aloof and escorting their lives? Except for the ones you raise, you treat other ordinary animals with nothing. Do you care if they live or die?"

Zhong Ci wanted to say that he was already a god, and in his eyes, people were nothing but ants.

But he couldn't tell, since all things are equal, what about gods and humans?

He remained silent, and unconsciously grabbed the white tiger's hair and ravaged it, which was not powerful, but in Zuo Siam's eyes, it was completely obvious that he was distracted.

Eyebrows drooping, his face was blank and incomprehensible, that inexplicably seemed a little pitiful.

He obeyed his heart and said slowly: "I know you don't like to get along with people, but suddenly, I really want to win your eyes. It would be great if your eyes could stay on me."

"But I know that you are not what you have shown. You are a hard-hearted person, whether you treat Xiaoyu or me. The incident that someone broke into the back mountain told me clearly that Xiaoyu was not as good as Ah Xing and An An also told me plainly that you won't like me, let alone accept me."

Zhong Ci looked at his tense face and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "So you want to kill me?"

Zuo Siam leaned forward, and with just one movement, Zhong Ci felt oppressed inexplicably, and he said very seriously: "Yes, when the time comes, we will be blown up together and become a pile of minced meat, and we will never be separated again. But that's not what I want most, your heart doesn't speed up for me, your eyes don't freeze on me, you treat me like a stranger, just a name, the boss, nothing more."

Zhong Ci stared at him and continued to approach him, and he could even smell his scent. He backed away again and again, and he didn't show that he was unacceptable, shy, or embarrassed to be confessed by the same sex. He even refuted: "Yes, You are still my savior."

Zuo Xian was stunned for a moment, then pinched the back of his neck in some frustration to prevent him from backing away, and put his head on his shoulder in an insatiable way, so the whole person felt relieved.

"It's also in your plan to step on a landmine under your feet. Anyone can save you."