Flesh and blood

After several people came out of the bar, they followed Wei Senjing's footsteps all the way. After finding that he was hiding in the dark and made a few phone calls, they hurriedly turned around and ran towards the main road. In the end, Wei Senjing didn't go anywhere else this night. , but turned around and went home, and it was already past ten o'clock at this time.

Jiliang and the three waited downstairs in Wei Senjing's house for more than half an hour. They looked through the window from downstairs to make sure that he did not have any special actions after returning home, and he was not planning to go to other places before turning to prepare to finish the work. return.

After walking for less than 3 minutes, a white Lexus roared past them and stopped directly downstairs of Wei Senjing's house. The three of them stopped immediately and found a hidden place to continue watching.

Four people got out of the car, Qing Yishui was all women, and Qing Yishui was all black silk girls, but the leader was a bit older.

A group of women entered the building vigorously, and 2 minutes later, all of them appeared at Wei Senjing's house, and they could see clearly through the window, but they didn't do anything restricted, and they all had serious expressions.

As a result, Wei Senjing walked to the window, and with a "shua", the curtains were drawn.

Song Jiu said with a dark face, "Damn, he's about to die, and now he's still thinking about doing this kind of thing?! That old fritter in his trouser pocket deserves to be chopped up!"

Song Thirty said silently, "4P, the game is very advanced."

Ji Liang stared at the upstairs window again: "It should be talking about business."

Song Thirty nodded: "As expected, 4P normal people can't bear it."

Song Jiu slapped Song Thirty on the head, his face darkened: "Shut up your dirty mouth!"

Song Thirty looked at Song Jiu, nudged Ji Liang next to him with his elbow, and said, "Actually, it's your brother who is full of bad words."

Ji Liang stood up, looked down at the two squatting on the ground staring at each other, looked up again, and said, "They came out."

The three looked at the same time, and sure enough, four women with black silk came down from the building, and they all got into the Lexus, and they drove away after a while.Looking up at Wei Senjing's room again, all the lights were off, and he couldn't see anything from the outside, as if he was already asleep.

After staring at it for a long time, they finally decided to go back home, and they also went back in a taxi.

At night in the living room, a few people took some time to recall and write down Wei Senjing's actions that night, in general: the little angel went to the restaurant to receive an unexpected phone call related to human life - and then went to the dilapidated factory to meet with Li Feng ——then he was rejected by Li Feng and scolded and went to the bar—and insulted and spurned by Cheng Guang, the little angel took a taxi home disheartened—finally, the depressed little angel wanted to have sex with four beauties in black silk Unexpectedly, she didn't lift her lower body——the ending beauty left in anger and the little angel died in misery.

Staring at the messy paper drawn with pens, Ji Liang asked, "Are we writing a novel?"

Song Thirty shook his head: "Generally speaking, this piece of paper is written."

Song Jiu's complexion didn't turn better: "If the **** thing is given to Yu Zhen, he won't kill the three of us!"

Ji Liang felt that what Song Jiu said was right, and suggested: "Can you translate the written pattern into a pattern that the human brain can understand without thinking?"

Song Thirty nodded: "This is a good way."

Song Jiu yelled at Song Thirty, "Say it!"

Ji Liang said: "Let's dictate."

Song Thirty responded: "Ninth Brother, I have a tacit understanding with him"

Song Jiu: "Heart bullshit!"

Song Thirty: "Shut up your dirty mouth."

……

In the end, everyone agreed to the dictation, and after telling the recorder what happened the next night, it was immediately uploaded to the computer and sent to Yu Zhen, and the window displayed: Sent successfully. After 30 seconds, a new email is received from: Manager Yu.Email content: Received, wait for me to continue the task tomorrow.

The three of them collapsed on the sofa as if they had collapsed, and no one wanted to talk anymore. They were really exhausted physically and mentally after the mission, and then thinking that they might continue to be physically and mentally exhausted tomorrow, they immediately became even more physically and mentally exhausted...

After washing up in the evening, several people went back to their respective rooms, fell into bed and went to sleep, the tacit understanding was incomparable.

The night goes quickly, the morning comes faster, a night without dreams and a good night's sleep, the biological clock must get up at six o'clock, this is the first time after accepting the task that the three of them woke up almost at the same time, and then silently started a competition for the toilet In the battle, after 5 minutes, the final result was that Song Jiu was first, Ji Liang was second, and Song Thirty was third.

Song Thirty: "The whole world is calling for peace. Two to one is unfair, and it is even more unfair to a person suffering from internal urgency."

Song Jiu: "Damn it, I don't express my anxiety with my mouth."

Ji Liang: "...what did you say?"

Song Thirty said silently, "Ninth brother, do you want me to piss my pants to prove that I am a patient with internal urgency?"

Song Jiu: "Damn it, eat Starshine!"

Song Thirty's eyes shifted from the toilet door to Ji Liang's face, and said, "Your brother won."

A house of [-] square meters, three bedrooms, one bathroom, one kitchen, one living room, crowded with three men, Ji Liang felt that it was a bit overloaded, but before he could think of a solution, he was caught by the phone call from his room. The sound of the shock is completely spiritual.

Holding the mobile phone and seeing an unfamiliar phone number on the caller ID, he hesitated for a moment. He first put the black brick talker on the bed into his bag, walked to the balcony by himself, and pressed the answer word on the phone: "Hi, hello."

"Hey...is that Brother Jiliang?"

Hearing the slightly immature voice on the phone, Ji Liang responded in surprise: "Donuts?"

There was a burst of laughter on the phone, and the voice became sad again: "Big brother, I haven't eaten a donut for a long time, when will you come back?"

Ji Liang was slightly stunned, and said: "I'm going to stay in Hainan for a long time, you can ask someone at home to buy donuts for you, don't eat too much sweets, it's bad for your teeth, and you should study hard at school and get good grades Mr. Song will definitely like you more."

As soon as the words fell, Song Weiliang's choked voice came from the microphone: "Father doesn't like me anymore, there is another person in the family, and he likes that person."

Ji Liang was taken aback, the first person he recalled was the unknown Sun Qingyun, he hurriedly asked: "Did something happen at home?"

Song Weiliang hummed carefully: "Father said today that he will hold a big party for that person tomorrow and change his name to Song Qingyun. Today, many people came to the house to prepare things. Dad has never done anything for me. Having held such a big party, does he not like Xiaoliang anymore? Why doesn't he like me anymore?"

After hearing this, Ji Liang felt bitter in his mouth, so he could only slowly guide: "...Mr. Song doesn't dislike you, it's just because you are too young to hold a big party... Stop thinking about it, the main task is now Just learn well, call me if you feel uncomfortable, don’t be too horny, just tell me what’s not right, understand?”

There was another hum on the phone. Contrary to the last second, the little girl couldn't help but chuckled and said, "It's better to be the big brother. It would be even better if the big brother is my own brother! I don't want to be called Qingyun!"

Ji Liang's head collapsed, and he said with a stiff face: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Song, how could there be a son like me..."

"Big brother is just talking nonsense. Dad must be very happy if he has a son as good as you!" Song Weiliang immediately retorted.

Ji Liang could only smile wryly and remained silent. Maybe he had this idea at first, he also thought that he could find an appropriate time to talk about the green stone, and he also thought about going to the hospital with Song Wei for a DNA paternity test. He himself would feel unspeakably happy, but the only thing that he didn't expect and missed was the few days when he and Song Wei were alone, and what happened that night.

It can only be described in four words: the world is unpredictable.

And now that the son's quota has been decided, Ji Liang has never thought about anything related to father and son.

Song Weiliang talked a lot with Jiliang on the phone again, it was nothing more than what happened in school, some interesting things between teachers and classmates, after talking for a long time, the phone became hot, Song Weiliang was willing to hang up the phone , Said that he would definitely contact Ji Liangduo when he was free.

Hanging up the phone, he stood on the window sill blowing the sea breeze. Now on Hainan Island, he felt as if he had arrived in another country. He was able to stay away from those people. Although he still did his best to do the task, he also relaxed a lot physically and mentally. , Ji Liang thinks that she made the right decision to come to Hainan this time.

"Knock, knock" came a knock on the door.

"Hurry up and wash up, do you have the heart to let anxious people wait for you for so long?" Song Thirty stood at the door of Ji Liang's room, and said weakly.

Song Jiu smiled in the living room: "Thirty, draw a map on your pants, and Xiaoliang will let you go first."

Ji Liang smiled: "Brother Thirty, I'll be ready in five minutes."

Song Thirty also had a rare smile, and turned his head to smile at Song Jiu: "Did you hear the word after thirty?"

Song Jiu dismissed it: "Xiaoliang, don't be too nice to this kind of person, just push your nose and face."

Song Thirty couldn't close his mouth, and patted his already cold shoulder: "I don't worry if I've been constipated in the toilet for an hour, let's go."

After already sneering and saying nothing, Song Thirty ran to the living room to tease Song Jiu again. In the end, Song Jiu only said one word and told Song Sanshi to shut up—"Shut up your unbrushed Shut your stinky mouth."

The three of them leisurely spent the afternoon before receiving the email from Yu Zhen. The task this time was simpler than last night, and it only consisted of a few words: Get the goods from the Song family, Wei Senjing, kill.Noon in three days.

What surprised the three of them was that how to deal with Li Feng was not mentioned in this mission. After all, betraying the Song family is not a small matter, or Yu Zhen deliberately did not move Li Feng, but once Wei Senjing died, Li Feng definitely knew it was Who did it? He was responsible for all the youngsters back then and the current killing methods.

Unable to guess the opinion of the superiors on this matter, the three of them didn't struggle anymore. The task can start tomorrow morning, and there are no customers in the shop in the afternoon. It is rare to have enough time. Wearing big pants and a vest, they ran to the beach to face the sun. Buried in the sand.

The order was the same as the first day, with Jiliang in the middle, Song Thirty on the left, Song Jiu on the right.

Song Thirty asked suddenly: "You two have such a good relationship, when did you get married?"

Song Jiu snorted and laughed: "When you were young."

Ji Liang remembered when he first arrived at the training camp, and said with a smile: "When I first arrived, brother Jiu hated me very much. He deliberately didn't tell me the rules, and we were punished."

Song Jiu blushed and muttered, "This is all bullshit about the Year of the Monkey, let's talk about it."

Song Thirty said silently, "Ninth brother is ashamed."

Ji Liang asked Song Thirty: "Who did you share a room with before?"

Song Thirty's face darkened: "Song Erjiu, he's dead."

Ji Liang was silent, and Song Jiu also sighed: "It seems that only two of us are alive in the room, and there are almost none left."

Song Thirty lay on the edge of the beach without saying a word, fearing that Song Thirty would think of something unpleasant, he said kindly: "How many years have passed? If you knew us well back then, maybe the three of us would worship together. .”

Song Jiu was obviously unhappy when he heard this: "Don't give him a step, you dare to take this shameless person seriously."

Song Thirty said silently, "It's too late to worship now."

The last three fell silent together.

When it happened to be quiet, a soda can that fell from the sky drew an arc and hit Song Thirty's face accurately without turning a corner. "Bang", the world became quiet in an instant.

Two minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps, and the soda can on Song Sanshi's face was removed from above, and a big blond face appeared directly above Song Sanshi's face, saying sorry in unfluent Chinese three words.

Ji Liang and Song Jiu pretended to be passers-by to hold back their laughter, Song Thirty said silently, "Do you know what it feels like when a soda can hit someone's face?"

The foreigner was full of doubts.

Song Thirty: "In this kind of plot on TV, two people usually fall in love at first sight and then fall in love after going through twists and turns before they get together. Are you trying to court me? Sorry, I'm not very interested in foreign male unknown creatures."