White-eyed wolf

Soon, an impatient voice came from the phone: "Hello? Yu Yun, what are you doing? It took so long to answer the phone."

Yu Yun held the mobile phone in his right hand, and the chopsticks in his left hand poking the rice in the lunch box.

"I'm asking you something!" The other party waited for a few seconds without waiting for an answer, and lost his patience in an instant.

Yu Yun pinched the chopsticks, gritted his back molars, and showed a sullen expression, but after a while, he seemed to give up something again, and he relaxed.

"……eating."

"Just got off work?"

"Ah."

Shen Zhao was silent for a while, and then said: "Come back early tonight, and also, you resigned from this crappy job early..."

"I work the night shift at night." Yu Yun interrupted him.

"...you'd better really be," Shen Zhao threatened, and then said in a slow tone, "I'll pick you up after the night shift tomorrow."

"Got it." After speaking, Yu Yun hung up the phone and turned the phone to silent.

The call lasted less than 2 minutes, Yu Yun didn't avoid people, and Hu Hao listened to it all.

"Who is this? Talking so rudely." Hu Hao couldn't help complaining.

Yu Yun tidied up the lunch box and replied casually: "My brother."

It is true that he is curious about the character "Shen Zhao", but Hu Hao actually just asked the question casually, but Yu Yun did not expect that Yu Yun really answered, and his attitude was generous, without being twitchy at all.

"...Your brother is quite clingy."

Yu Yun pretended not to hear, packed up her things, and got ready to get up: "I've finished eating, let's go."

Hu Hao glanced at the full lunch box, and couldn't help but say, "No, this is enough for you?"

"I don't have much appetite." Yu Yun said, standing up from the stool, wondering if it was because of the orthostatic hypotension caused by getting up too hard, Yu Yun felt his eyes suddenly go dark.

With a "click", the lunch box fell, and the food oil inside was scattered all over the floor.

Hu Hao quickly caught the person who was about to fall, and then felt the abnormal heat on his body: "Yu Yun, are you okay?"

9.

City H x Eagle Shooting Club.

With a "bang", the 5.6mm bullet was ejected from the semi-automatic rifle, and quickly sank into the bull's-eye at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The muzzle flame flickered, and the shell casings flew off with the sound. The shocking recoil and the smell of gun oil in the air all made people excited.

It seems to have returned to the days of training in the army all of a sudden, that is the ultimate experience that can only be brought by real guns and live ammunition.

After Yan Cheng fired the last bullet, he returned to the rest area satisfied.

"Hey, hello? Fuck you."

As soon as Yan Cheng took off his soundproof earphones, he heard Shen Zhao swearing.

"What's the matter, brother, who doesn't have eyesight to make you so angry?" Yan Cheng asked as he walked towards him.

Shen Zhao raised his eyelids, snorted impatiently, and said, "It's just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

Yan Cheng and Shen Zhao are childhood friends, and they have a very good relationship. To what extent?Five years ago, Shen Zhao was sent to the Armed Police Force to join the army. Yan Cheng started to find ways to find connections, and two years later, he packed up and followed.During their time in Wu, the two had eaten together, carried a gun, and performed the same mission, and now they are retiring together, which can be regarded as a lifelong friendship.

Therefore, these two people generally would not hide anything from each other whenever they had something to do.

Although Shen Zhao didn't show Yu Yun to his friends, Yan Cheng knew that there was such a person.

"Or the one from before?" Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Shen Zhao didn't refute.

"Isn't it? It's been a few years and it hasn't been changed, Young Master Shen, are you serious this time?"

Shen Zhao glanced at Yan Cheng, put on an expression of "you are sick", and said coldly, "It's just for fun."

Yan Cheng smacked his lips twice, and put his hand on Shen Zhao's shoulder: "You still know how to play, but tell me, is it fun for my brother?"

"That's it," Shen Zhao casually twisted his wrist, "One dead person, it's nothing interesting."

"It doesn't mean you've been playing for so long?" Yan Cheng blurted out.

"Isn't it enough if you haven't played?" Shen Zhao shrugged his shoulders, Yan Cheng understood, and raised his hand on his shoulder with some embarrassment.

"Brother, let's talk about it. When you have enough fun, let me play. Anyway, you hate him, so you don't mind if I help you teach him a lesson?"

Shen Zhao glanced coldly, with a rather ugly expression on his face: "Don't give me any advice, even if I get tired of playing with my things, it's not your turn to take over."

Yan Cheng smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart: "I was just joking..."

Shen Zhao adjusted the headset and said, "You think I don't know that you can do anything? This is between me and him, and you don't need to teach me a lesson. I warn you, don't meddle with me."

The air fell silent for a while without warning.

After not hearing Yan Cheng's voice for a long time, Shen Zhao looked up subconsciously, and found that his face was embarrassed, and he looked a little absent-minded.

"What are you thinking? Didn't you hear me talking to you?" Shen Zhao frowned and asked impatiently.

Yan Cheng reacted, his eyes dodged a few times, and he bypassed the topic: "Then what, are you free tonight? Minghui and the others want to go to the hot springs, and they say they want to cleanse us up. Can young master Shen Appreciation?"

Shen Zhao thought for a while and said, "Tell them about tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll go back and tell them."

Shen Zhao nodded in response, packed up his things and prepared to go to the shooting range.

This club adopts a membership system. Although the membership fee is high, it uses real guns and ammunition. If a person who comes for the first time does not wear earphones for sound insulation, he will be scared to pee by the sound of gunfire at close range. But for veterans like Shen Zhao and the others, the shooting experience here is excellent, and it is the most suitable for keeping the feel.

Yan Cheng took a photo of Shen, pointed to the direction of the shooting range, and said provocatively, "Competition?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhao buckled his earphones and smiled with high spirits.

10.

It is true that Yu Yun has to work the night shift at night.

Ordinary people, if they are sick or something happens suddenly, it is not a big problem to discuss with colleagues to change shifts.

But Yu Yun's current situation is really embarrassing. Firstly, he doesn't have any special friends who can talk to him while he is under anesthesia. Secondly, he doesn't like to trouble others by his own personality. In addition, he was caught late by the director in the morning, so now go ask for it. It's really not appropriate to change shifts.

Therefore, no matter how Hu Hao persuaded him, he insisted not to go home, and finally got annoyed by the persuasion, and simply went to the duty room to lie down, wrapped in a quilt, and ignored people.

Hu Hao wanted to persuade him at first, but it didn't take long before Yu Yun heard a long breathing sound, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

The quilt slowly undulates rhythmically with breathing. From Hu Hao's perspective, he can only see Yu Yun's soft hair and fair neck, and of course, those ambiguous red marks.

This feeling was a bit strange, Yu Yun who was asleep was very different from usual, completely without the aura of not getting close to strangers, so soft that one couldn't help but want to touch it.

Hu Hao stretched out a hand out of nowhere, and at the moment when he was about to touch Yu Yun's neck, he suddenly withdrew his finger, and his fingertips were soaked in Yu Yun's scorching body temperature through the air.He stroked it thoughtfully a few times, then turned and left.