Every day I am afraid that the president will find out that I am an undercover agent

Mu Ling: "Don't children nowadays know how to use guns?"

Pei Hang: "President Mu, it's normal for kids nowadays not to know how to use a gun."

Mu Ling: "Haven't you tried military training in college?"

Pei Hang: "Don't you know how dirty the military training in City S is? People's schools are freshmen who enter the military training for half a month under the sun in September, and the military training in City S is moved to the second semester of freshmen. Play for ten days when you are comfortable, do you think it is possible for us to shoot targets?"

Mu Ling's eyes seemed to say "trash".

Pei Hang went crazy: "I didn't say I had to know this before joining the job."

Mu Ling said, "It's okay, I'll teach you."

He stuffed the hot gun upside down into Pei Hang's hand, and adjusted his posture with his hand.

Pei Hang held the gun in a daze, Mu Ling's hand was folded on the back of his hand, it was cold but steady.

Mu Ling said, "Remember this action of holding a gun."

Then he pulled Pei Hang to put the gun on his heart, and said, "Hook your finger here."

He pulled Pei Hang and pulled the trigger, and the gun barrel with residual heat made a soft sound.

Pei Hang's heartbeat almost stopped at that moment.

Mu Ling's face was calm, and he said after a while: "There is no bullet."

Pei Hang threw away the gun and pressed him against the car door.

His movements were not gentle, Mu Ling was obviously hurt by the bump, and he let out a muffled groan, but Pei Hang immediately bit his lower lip, and the voice turned into a very hoarse gasp escaping from his throat.

This kiss had nothing to do with gentleness, Pei Hang bit down on it with a [-]% vindictive heart, rough and violent, and the smell of blood filled his mouth in an instant.

Except for the first sound, Mu Ling didn't move, didn't reject, and didn't respond.But he was really bitten so embarrassingly that when Pei Hang left his lips, Mu Ling's first reaction was to cover his eyes and want to turn sideways.

Pei Hang didn't give him this chance, pinched his wrist and cut it back to his waist. Mu Ling held him up this time and said, "The matter is not over yet."

Pei Hang said, "No problem, I've wanted to hit you for a long time."

Mu Ling corrected: "I mean, what happened tonight is not over yet."

He originally spoke slowly, and his speech became more slurred after being bitten in his mouth. In order to hear what he was saying clearly, Pei Hang had to get closer, as if he wanted to kiss him again.

Someone next to him said, "Excuse me, are you two free now?"

Mu Ling said yes, Pei Hang said no.

They looked at each other for a second, Pei Hang withdrew his hand, and said impatiently: "Say something quickly."

The police came very low-key, but the platoon was very large, and a full five cars came to deal with the scene.

The chief didn’t come. I heard that he used a pressure cooker to cook chicken soup at home two days ago. The lid of the pot pierced through the kitchen and the roof and flew away together. Only the lonely old hen remained on the wall.

None of his subordinates dared to face Mu Ling directly, or to put it another way, in the face of this situation, the three of them formed a team to wipe them out.

Sir, who was wearing glasses, spoke first, asking politely what happened.

Pei Hang said that it was obvious that we were surrounded by them when we were driving a good car.

Ah Sir glanced at the other cars with punctured tires, and said, "Could it be that one of your cars surrounded them?"

Mu Ling said, "It was an accident."

The police officers knew that he was a bigwig in the arms business, and they were not too surprised to see the marks of the shooting, and there was a tacit understanding in their silence.

But their attitude is too accustomed to it.

Pei Hang wanted to understand something, and glared at Mu Ling - he had such a violent temper, and it was hard for him to resist the urge to question him on the spot.

The taller of the other two police officers carefully pointed to the ground and said, "We need to take this thing away."

He was referring to the gun that Pei Hang dropped.

Mu Ling didn't care much: "Take it."

The tall one said: "The director said, it's just this one time, it's not an example."

Pei Hang glared at Mu Ling again.

The short officer said, "We need to check the car too."

Mu Ling made a gesture of letting go.

After 10 minutes, they got into the car. Mu Ling had experienced too much today, and the battery was seriously low. Seeing that the phone was about to be turned off, Pei Hang opened the storage box, took out a tube of Huoxiangzhengqi water from the side of the bullet, and poured it for him. The interrogation begins.

He asked, "Have you greeted the police earlier?"

Mu Ling nodded.

Pei Hang asked again: "Is it the last time you entered the game?"

Mu Ling nodded again.

Pei Hang said: "You are not in a bad mood and want to vent, but deliberately looking for opportunities to get into the situation. Even if I don't cause trouble, you will take the initiative to fight, right?"

Mu Ling hesitated for a moment, then argued, "There was no fight, I just wanted to be arrested for drunk driving."

Pei Hang said, "Drunk driving? You or me?"

Mu Ling said, "You."

Pei Hang wanted to beat him up again.

He said: "I thought I was the one who caused the trouble, so I'm just a tool person with extraordinary performance?"

He remembered the dormitory sanitation management regulations that were very popular before.

Hygiene requires no people on the bed and no garbage in the trash can.

Someone proposed the optimal solution, dump the trash on the bed, and sit in the trash can.

Pei Hang feels that now he is a disposable tool man thrown in the trash can.

Mu Ling said, "I throw it away before I use it up."

Pei Hang was so angry that he pressed the horn and said, "How dare you continue to use—"

Ah Sir knocked on the car window: "Mr. Mu, you need to come with us."

Mu Ling said yes, what else did they want to say, Pei Hang said sadly: "Sir, can you sit in the car? Would you like to get in our car and do happy things with people you are destined for?"

Of the three Sirs, two had children, and one had two children, they all said that there was no need, and they all stayed away from them.

After they walked away, Pei Hang's gloomy gaze fell on Mu Ling's face.

The president's solemn and serious expression did not change when he faced a stranger, but his eyes became visibly tense.

Pei Hang didn't continue to settle accounts with him, but pinched his baby face to vent his anger, then started the car and drove to the police station.

Cars driving in the dark run over the stagnant water.

It was pitch black outside the window, the headlights of the car had become decorations, the road ahead could only be seen for a short distance of two or three meters, and the world was shrouded in deep darkness.

Pei Hang heard many voices. He seemed to be trapped in a fog. He knew that dangers were lurking around him, but he couldn't see any enemies.

However, in this dark isolated island, Mu Ling, the deputy seat, emitted a faint fluorescent light all over his body, illuminating the narrow space.

His face was also shrouded in a misty halo, making it difficult to see clearly, but Pei Hang felt that this was a very young Mu Ling.

Different from the ostentatious image he saw in the photos, Mu Ling here has a gentle aura. Just being watched by him, silent joy will flood his heart.

A heavy impact broke the silence here.

Pei Hang tried his best to keep the steering wheel steady. Anger infected Xinyue's mood. He tried to find the enemy who attacked them, but soon he realized that it was too late.

More collisions rushed towards them, as if there were many cars crowded beside them, attacking uninterruptedly, he could only try his best to find a way out from the siege.

Suddenly he found a gap, and almost unable to think, he rushed in that direction.

Immediately he felt weightless, and a huge panic overwhelmed him instantly.

At this time, a cold and slippery hand covered it.

Mu Ling was looking at him with distant and calm eyes.

Together they fell into the abyss—

Pei Hang woke up from his sleep, dripping with cold sweat.

The panic of weightlessness made his fingertips tingle, and just trying to move his body gave him a splitting headache.

Pei Hangfu thought for three seconds beside the bed, and came to the conclusion that he had a cold, maybe even a fever.

He tried to make a sound, trying to let his roommate know that there was a living thing in the room.

Zhou Yan quickly opened the door and came in, saying what's wrong with you.

Pei Hang lay sprawled on the bed, like a Jesus on the gallows.

Zhou Yan touched his forehead and said, did you fry yourself?

Pei Hang didn't even have the strength to wave him away.

Zhou Yan poured him a glass of water: "I'll find medicine for you, I remember there's still some in the basket."

Pei Hang said weakly: "If you mean the old baskets in the living room, then I'm very sorry, I've already thrown away those medicines that are about to expire."

Zhou Yan asked in surprise, "When?"

Pei Hang wanted to talk about looking for your mobile phone card, but he coughed violently before speaking.

Zhou Yan hurriedly patted him on the back and said, "I'll go out and buy medicine for you."

He went and didn't come back for a long time.

Pei Hang felt better after drinking the water, and struggled to get out of bed.

He poured another glass of water and turned on his phone while drinking.

The old machine is not very suitable for use, and his eyes are getting black, so he can only browse the information very slowly.

Mu Ling sent him a message three hours ago, saying, "I have something to go out for, and I don't come to work today."

Before Pei Hang could figure it out, he saw another message sent today.

It was a car accident.

He immediately recognized Mu Ling's car among them.

After finishing the record at the police station yesterday, Mu Ling insisted on sending him back and drove away by himself.

According to the news, some of the wounded were seriously injured, but strangely, it didn't seem to be caused by a car accident.

Looking at the time of the car accident, it was half an hour before Mu Ling sent the message.

Pei Hang: "..."

Time travel back to earlier in the day.

Mu Ling got out of the smoking car.

His leg was injured and his trousers were soaked with blood.

Several people also crawled out of the car that collided with him, and one of them was caught on the back of his head as soon as he stood up, and pressed face down into the front cover of the car.

The rest of them are almost treated like this,

Then Mu Ling walked up to a person who was lying on the ground talking on the phone, and stared at him condescendingly.

His expression was cold, and his handsome face was almost transparent due to blood loss, as if a beam of light could see through the surface to see the well-proportioned bones inside.

The expression of the person he followed gradually changed from extreme fear to lifeless sluggishness, trembling while holding the phone.

Mu Ling said to him in a creepy and gentle tone: "Tell your boss that I plan to visit Black Stone."

He didn't intend to continue to hurt people, but his indifferent tone coupled with serious eyes could make people pee.

Mu Ling didn't get a response, so she gave a dissatisfied "tsk", dragged her injured leg and bent down to take the phone.

This action irritated the opponent, and the man threw out a punch reflexively. After being easily received by Mu Ling, he let out a heart-piercing scream.

Mu Ling pinched his neck to calm him down.

The man struggled with fear and said, "What else do you want? You have wiped out everyone we sent, what else do you want to do?"

The president said slowly: "Didn't you hear clearly, I'm going to visit Black Stone. In order not to appear too rude, please tell your boss the news."

He squinted his eyes against the sun, then lowered his head again.

The people on the ground seemed to be prey stared at by a lion, and they couldn't even scream.

Mu Ling let go of his hand and let him go for now: "I've changed my mind."

He walked a few steps, touched the wound, and then remembered to deal with his leg.

He said to himself, "I decided to go and tell him myself."

Then he took out his mobile phone, and the number Pei Hangzheng used was sent to him. He habitually wanted to save it, but after entering it, the stored name popped up.

Under the dim sunlight, Mu Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.

After a while, he breathed out a foul breath, and slowly typed the message to Pei Hang.