Flesh and blood

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was stiff.

Song Jiu sneaked behind Ji Liang and Song Thirty's clothes, and the three of them turned around and went out quietly in a tacit understanding, and then closed the door of the room tightly.

It was a rare night, Song Wei didn't stay cold.

The three of them went downstairs and got into the car, and drove all the way back to the residential building by the sea. As usual, they first checked the computer to see if there was any incoming email. Song Jiu clicked the mouse a few times, and sighed: "Tsk, tomorrow Do business."

Song Thirty's words were wrong: "I don't know if the father and son quarreled and threw pots and bowls."

Ji Liang was in a bit of a complicated mood, sitting on the sofa without interjecting.

Song Jiu actually smiled: "Throwing basins and bowls? Who threw it? Song Da's son is the one he just met?"

Song Thirty felt that what Song Jiu said was reasonable, so he continued to say something wrong: "What's the business tomorrow?"

Song Jiu picked up the laptop, shifted the screen to the direction of Song Thirty and Ji Liang, grinned and said three words: "Damn, human, scum."

Ji Liang moved his head closer to the computer, saw the email from Yu Zhen on it, and nodded: "So it's Cheng Guang, I'm going to attack him."

Song Thirty said silently, "How? Who will do it?"

Song Jiu put the computer together: "Nonsense, let's do it!"

Song Thirty said silently, "...I won't do it."

Song Jiu was taken aback: "Are you going on strike?"

Song Thirty said silently, "...I don't like being a man."

Ji Liang snickered next to him, and Song Jiu slapped Song Thirty on the head with a slap: "Fuck, you have to fucking do it whether you like it or not!"

Ji Liang felt much better after being talked about by the two of them, and said, "Brother Thirty, Brother Nine thinks highly of you."

Song Thirty's face darkened, and he looked down at his crotch. It took him a while to recover, but his mouth opened in an arc: "You have good eyesight."

Song Jiu couldn't help but went up and got into a ball with Song Thirty: "It's not bad to let brother touch it!"

As Song Jiu said, he stretched out his hand to attack the important part of Song Sanshi's body, but it has to be said that Song Jiu's skill is not as good as Song Thirty's. It's hard to say what kind of color it is, Song Jiu attacked several times but failed, and Song Thirty got into trouble one after another.

The two were having a hot fight, and Ji Liang was recording with his mobile phone next to him, and it was also very hot. It wasn't until the other two finally felt that something was wrong, that they realized that they had been shot.

Song Jiu's face was dark: "Xiao Liang, dare to make a fool of yourself by taking photos of your brother?"

Song Thirty didn't show any weakness: "Xiaoliang, you should be more heroic in the photo."

Jiliang nodded obediently: "Well, I will show Mr. Song tomorrow as a sketch."

The three of them talked about how Lele had been fighting and fighting for a long time, and in the end they were so tired that they staggered around and lay on the sofa too lazy to move.

Jiliang pressed the save button on all the videos recorded on the phone, put the phone on the table, and returned to Song Weilai's mood again.

Song Jiu grumbled lazily: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock, go to the bar to surround yourself."

Song Thirty asked, "Rape first and then kill?"

Jiliang added: "Whoever goes first, I'll be in charge of the video..."

Song Jiu snapped: "Seriously, don't keep talking about annoying people, do you know who are the people who have been on long-term missions in Hainan for the past two years?"

Ji Liang thought about it for a while, and said uncertainly: "Yu Zhen didn't say anything, I think it's Song Sanwu and Song Qi."

Song Jiu frowned: "Song Sanwu and Song Qi are nothing to be trifled with."

Jiliang hardly has Song Sanwu in his memory. He only remembers Song Qi as a short and thin boy who used to live in room 08 next to him. He didn't seem to have spoken much, and he was not assigned training and tasks. After living together, I don't know that these two people are cold and foggy.

Song Thirty said solemnly: "Song Sanwu, very powerful."

Song Jiu laughed: "Yu Zhen said that the two traitors have been a little restless these two days."

Ji Liang stretched her waist, stood up from the sofa, turned around and said: "Don't think about it, let's talk about it tomorrow when I get up early."

Song Jiu and Song Thirty also got up and ran to the bathroom. Their thoughts came and went quickly, and they got involved in the battle for toilet supremacy, while Ji Liang silently waited for the two in front of them to finish washing before going.

In fact, this night, after mentioning Song Sanwu and Song Qi, the three of them were thinking about each other when they were sleeping.

The next morning, the three of them who got up early felt that there was no need to go to Song Wei to report and say hello, and wanted to go directly to the bar to do the task, but they had to go if they didn't want to, because Song Wei was one of the people in the morning. One of the words on the phone: You take Song Qingyun with you.

Take Song Qingyun with you...

Then, the three of them drove to the hotel to pick up Song Qingyun.

Song Jiu's face turned green with anger: "What the hell does this mean? Carrying the young master to the front line?!"

Song Thirty shrugged: "Follow the orders of your superiors and become a professional training partner."

Jiliang also complained: "It's a bit inappropriate..."

The three of them have the same idea. This is a very uncomfortable question. First of all, Song Qingyun doesn't know anything. It’s messed up, the three people who were scolded and punished for not completing the task are all three of them, and if Song Qingyun is injured on the way, and if he accidentally gets hurt, he will have to watch Song Wei’s face is dark or not clear.

No matter how you say it, it's not a good job.

What the three of them thought at the same time was: don't have so many "accidents"...

When the car drove downstairs to the hotel, Song Qingyun was already standing there waiting stiffly, but Song Wei was not there, so Song Qingyun went straight to the rear door and sat in the back seat with Jiliang, already The three of Liang glanced at the rearview mirror at the same time, then nodded, and the car drove towards Cheng Guang's bar.

It was rare for the three of them to keep silent along the way, playing with silence.

Ji Liang looked at the awkward atmosphere, and Song Qingyun next to him didn't say a word. His sitting posture could be seen with the naked eye. He had no choice but to break the deadlock by himself, and said in a low voice: "Nine Brother, remember not to give Brother Thirty a gun..."

As soon as these words came out, Song Jiu was happy, and Song Thirty's face turned dark.

Song Jiu said very clearly: "I understand this little thing, and I don't want to be his target."

Song Thirty retorted: "You are exploiting your personal finances without permission. You all say that it's not safe if you don't carry a gun with you. You have to think about my safety."

Jiliang nodded, then shook his head: "Then who is thinking about our safety..."

Song Jiu looked at Song Qingyun's timid face from the rearview mirror, and said loudly on purpose, "We are all thinking about the safety of Young Master Song!"