[ Bottle Evil ] Ten years of cloud and rain turn into breeze

The pain in the shoulder pulled Wu Xie back from despair. He had never been more grateful to the Wang family than now. It turned out that those bastards would do some good things.

The strong sense of crisis made him quickly sideways to avoid the deadly bullet. After being shot in the shoulder, Wu Xie was just about to escape when he saw Wang Meng pounced on him, and the two shots hit the opponent's right chest fiercely with "bang" and "bang". , making Wu Xie's eyes violent in an instant.

Raising his hand, he shot back at the place where the gunshot came from, but did not get any response. Zhang Qiling had already rushed over when he heard the sound, and was very surprised to see the scene in front of him.

"There is a killer, little brother, bring it back to me!" Wu Xie shouted.

Zhang Qiling understood immediately, and chased after the place where the voice came from just now.

Wu Xie stretched out his hand to push Wang Meng away, and found that the kid had blocked two shots for him and was already unconscious. After checking his breath, he was still alive, and then he yelled: "Damn, I knew I would never do things smoothly. !” As he spoke, he smiled again, reached out with his uninjured arm, carried him on his back, and ran wildly in the dark night.

Zhang Qiling went to chase the killer, his movements were fast, and he locked onto the black shadow in front of him in a short time.It was a very petite figure, with light movements, it could be seen that it had received years of training, and it should be a woman from the back.

He forced her into an alley, seeing that she was no longer able to retreat, Zhang Qiling took the dagger and walked over step by step.The black gold ancient knife was not brought out, probably because it was too inconvenient. Wu Xie asked someone to make this same black dagger, which is convenient to carry around.

The man turned his head, Zhang Qiling was taken aback by his pretty appearance, he was not a pretty person, but he was too familiar with this face.

clouds?No, it's Tong Ran.

The next moment, the murderous aura suddenly erupted on his body, and the steps under his feet quickened.

"Hey, little brother!"

Footsteps stopped, Zhang Qiling didn't look back, but said lightly: "I'll come."

"I think I'll do it myself." The fat man stepped forward and put his hand on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, without even looking at the woman in front of him, he said with a smile, "What should I say about this matter? I always think it's me It’s better to solve it by yourself, don’t worry, my heart is always towards Marx, and I won’t be confused by Hitler!” He pointed to the woman in front of him.

Zhang Qiling looked at him, his eyes capable of night vision could clearly capture every slight expression on Fatty's face, and the smile on the other side was so faint that it would break when touched.

"Okay, brother, why are you still standing there stupidly? Why don't you go back and see how Wu Xie is doing!"

Pursing his lips, Zhang Qiling glanced at the woman not far away again, nodded silently, then patted the fat man on the shoulder, turned and left.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling had gone far away, the fat man shifted his gaze to Tong Ran's body. The woman was still petite and exquisite, and when the fat man looked over, her eyes were as gentle as water, restraining all evil spirits, and she was as quiet as a doll.

"You shouldn't hurt Wu Xie." The fat man said, "Don't look at me like that, I won't let you go again."

Tong Ran's complexion changed, the gun had already been thrown away when he was running away, but suddenly a dagger appeared in his hand, and the eyes that looked at the fat man became cold.

But at this time, the fat man smiled.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to finish the wonton soup?" As he spoke, the fat man slowly stepped forward without any precaution.

Half an hour later, in the hospital.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the sound of footsteps came from far and near. The other party did not hide his movements, on the contrary, there was a deliberate force on his feet.

Wu Xie consciously stubbed out the cigarette butt, and smiled palely at the back, "Brother, you're back."

"Ah."

"How? Did anyone catch up?"

"The fat man has to solve it by himself."

After hearing Zhang Qiling's words, Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent for a while.

Zhang Qiling looked at the lighted room "under operation", and asked Wu Xie, "Are you all right?"

Wu Xie pointed to the bandage on his shoulder and smiled, "It's normal these days to hang lottery!" Then he continued after a pause: "If Wang Meng can survive, brother, can you let him go?"

"He's your man, and didn't you already have plans?"

"The plan is the plan, isn't it because I'm afraid that you will be angry, little brother!" Wu Xie smiled, looking foolish, "Brother, if you don't say a word, I'll go out and shoot him immediately!"

Zhang Qiling was silent, then reached out and touched the bandage on his shoulder, "Does it hurt?"

"After so many years, I don't know what pain is." Wu Xie asked him without comment, "Do you think... I did something wrong again?"

Zhang Qiling sighed, it was a real sigh, not just a sigh in his heart, Wu Xie immediately felt his heart tighten when he saw it.

"You can't do anything wrong." Zhang Qiling said, "I was wrong."

Wu Xie was a little surprised, is this irony?But if this bottle can speak ironically, it would be a little scary, and why is his emotion fluctuating so much today?

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie, he had a little understanding of what this person was thinking, and said again: "Some things should not be done if they are right, nor are they right if they are done." After finishing speaking, he fell silent.

Zhang Qiling saw the situation of Wu Xie and Wang Meng at the first sight when he ran out of Wu Shanju, and understood what was going on.He was very surprised that Wang Meng would block the gun for Wu Xie, and it made him finally understand why Wu Xie hesitated again and again when dealing with this person. All the murderous intentions were gone.

What this man did was probably right all along.Zhang Qiling felt that he seemed to be too demanding of everything around him, and gradually weakened that feeling, which was never what he wanted.

He prefers that he who is with Wu Xie is a person of flesh and blood, not a machine that only knows how to calculate conflicts of interests. Although he has the most basic feelings for Wu Xie, Fatty and other acquaintances, but for Wu Xie Those other things are indifferent.They are obviously by his side, but they will never be aware of their existence. Except when they need it or when they make mistakes, otherwise he doesn't want to think about it at all.

Including what Wu Xie cares about, Li Cu, Su Wan, Yang Hao, Xiangzi... With just one thought, Zhang Qiling can easily erase their existence without the slightest hesitation, because that is what Wu Xie cares about .

So?What does he care about?

There was a slight throbbing pain in his heart, which finally made him realize that he was alive, but that was all.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Wu Xie has always been very sensitive to Zhang Qiling, especially the emotional fluctuations of the other party. A dead silence made his heart tighten and he panicked.

Zhang Qiling came back to his senses, and gave Wu Xie a faint look, "I'm fine." His eyes softened at this moment, Wu Xie, I only have you.

The door of the operating room opened, and Bai Zhi came out a little tired, and nodded to Wu Xie who was waiting outside.

Wu Xie understood immediately, and hooked Zhang Qiling's neck with her uninjured arm, "Let's go, little brother, let's go home."

"Wait no longer?"

"Who does he think he is? Why should I wait for a traitor, let him die!"

Seeing the backs of Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling walking away gradually, Bai Zhi couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, if you have the ability, you should leave before I report that you are safe, if you have the ability, don't leave Li Cuo and wait , who is hypocritical!Thinking of this, he couldn't help being happy, and his eyes softened, it's not bad to have such a boss.

When Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling stayed in the manor until noon, Yang Hao suddenly ran in from the outside and told Wu Xie that Fatty was back, but his expression was somewhat strange.

The two looked at each other, and then walked outside, but when they reached the door of the living room, they all stopped at the same time, watching the fat man walking towards them step by step.

The fat man was holding a woman in his arms, with a serene face, but he was already dead, and the blood on his body could not be seen in the black clothes.The fat man smiled, and walked towards the living room carelessly, but there was not much joy in his eyes. He didn't look down at the woman in his arms, but kept smiling brightly at Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling standing at the door. .

"Hey, are you waiting for the fat man to return in triumph?" Standing about six or seven meters away from the entrance of the living room, the fat man stopped in his footsteps, "Hey, why didn't the fat man know that I am so popular?"

Wu Xie pursed her lips, and suddenly smiled, "Fat Master is a VIP customer of our manor, he must come to the door to welcome you!"

"Stop fucking here, I haven't seen you greet me a few times!" The fat man pouted at the corpse in his arms, "It's done, Tong Ran, Wang Weiming."

"Really?" The smile on Wu Xie's face was somewhat unbearable, and in the end he simply withdrew it completely, turning his eyes and unwilling to look again.

The fat man gently placed the corpse on the ground, his movements were too cautious, and with a kind of pious tranquility, he raised his head and said to Wu Xie, "I will leave it to you. If you can, please help me bury it."

"What about you?"

"Me?" The fat man turned around and was about to leave. When he heard Wu Xie's question, he turned around and said, "Master Fat is not free, and a woman's business is bothering me? I'm hungry, go eat roast duck!" He took a big step and left.

Wu Xie watched from behind, his body felt cold for a while, while Zhang Qiling patted his shoulder with his hand and said, "It's okay."

"It's fine?"

"Trust the fat man."

The figure of the fat man was already far away, and he was still walking like flying, but step by step seemed to be calculated, and the distance he walked was not the slightest difference.

Wu Xie clenched his palm tightly, then let it go suddenly, and smiled, "Brother, this fat man is really unreliable. He put a corpse at my door in broad daylight to scare me, so I don't care." Saying that, he turned around and walked back to the living room, sitting on the sofa, raised his legs high, picked up the grapes on the table, put them in his mouth, chewed the seeds slowly, and swallowed them all.

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, probably because he was dazzled by the noon sun at this moment, which made him feel in a trance and couldn't see clearly.

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