[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

Poker bottle was sitting in the driver's seat, and I was in the co-pilot's seat, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere turned cold, I couldn't recover, and he didn't intend to start the car back.

The winter in Hangzhou is also very cold. The strenuous exercise just now made me sweat all over. Now that I calm down, my whole body feels cold and I can't stop shivering.

But I know Poker Bottle is colder.

Maybe he was in a hurry when he went out. He didn't even put on the hoodie that I had been wearing since I bought him yesterday. with a collar.Although he had no expression on his face, and his precise control made him show no signs of trembling, his exposed skin turned white from the cold.

I thought about it, and felt that I was indeed making trouble for no reason. If I like others, I can't just think that others have the same meaning for me, can I?Nothing to worry about, embarrassing.She took the initiative to take off her windbreaker and handed it to him, letting him put it on.

I don't know if it was because I was influenced by being with me. Poker bottle was distracted thinking about something just now, but he came back to his senses when I touched him, but he didn't pick up his clothes. He stared at me and said: "The poison just now The effect is long lasting but the smell is strong, and most people can smell it without training, so it is not common."

Poker-Face paused for a moment, his eyes darkened:

"Your nose can't smell it."

It is not a question, but an affirmative tone.My heart began to sink: he still knew about it, and it might even have everything I've done these years.I knew that this day would come, but I couldn't suppress the fear and inferiority in my heart-I just want him to see that I grew up quickly and became independent, and became a powerful Wu family Buddha. The process of struggling awkwardly. ——That was so heartbreaking that even Xiaohua couldn't understand it, and thought it was a terrible sickness, and felt that I was a little crazy.

The nose was voluntarily destroyed in order to read the pheromone of the cockscomb snake when obtaining the truth of the mystery.There was no reluctance at that time.Even if I know that losing the most famous nose of the Wu family will add much danger to my future fights.

Actually more than that.

When dealing with the Wang family, I made a plan of "fake death" so that the serial plan could be implemented smoothly.One is to provide cover for another individual project in charge of the fat man who is thousands of miles away, and the other is to disturb the sight on the road and pave the way for the "Ultimate Rescue Plan".

But that plan had too much element of chance, I had to pretend to be killed by an enemy killer and fall off a cliff, die on a snowy mountain, disappear in the eyes of the Taoists who are staring at me, and completely mess up the world, so I can take the opportunity to see Cleaner, thus increasing efforts to clean them up.

I'm not stupid, I intercepted the enemy's dynamics, arranged for the strongest person I could find, except for the obvious target, the black blind Xiaohua, to act, and bet on whether he could kill the opponent's killer halfway and successfully cooperate with me.I also arranged the most perfect escape route and emergency first aid measures - after all, falling off a cliff can be fatal casually.

But the opponent is too strong after all, and the plan is very risky.During the period, there was even a blank period for the detection of my life and death-that means that I had to be self-reliant and no one rescued and collected the body.The blind Xiaohua and even the fat Wang Meng strongly opposed it, but they couldn't compare to my stubborn ass character.They said that my eyes were too piercing, unusually determined and cruel—cruel to myself—so that they no longer wanted to refute, but only agreed with a sigh.

The night before the plan was implemented, I was sitting on the red-eyed off-road vehicle driven by my buddy to the snow-capped mountains, trying to squint for a while, but couldn't fall asleep.

The guy didn't dare to make any noise in front of me, the car was very quiet except for the slight sound of the engine running.

I was inexplicably agitated. I turned on the computer and connected it wirelessly to go online to relax, but I opened the Baidu interface, and I didn’t know what to do.I wanted to smoke, but I found my pocket, but I didn't bring it. Then I remembered that I had changed into a Lama suit, and the reflection on the top of my head could already be seen.

As soon as I thought about it, I searched for throat cutting, and the result was chilling: the picture was very bloody, and the chance of the person surviving was very small.Because the blood pressure in the carotid artery is high, the blood can be at least one meter high. The victim lost too much blood in the extreme time, the blood pressure dropped sharply, and the whole body suffered from unbearable pain, causing the brain to become disordered and out of control until he lost consciousness and his muscles became stiff. die.Of course, for me, it means disappearing forever in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, being buried alone in the wild between heaven and earth, and no one worships after death.

Thinking of this, I calmed down and lay down on the back seat to catch up on sleep.

No one would know that when getting out of the car, Wu Jiafo, who was calm and peaceful on the surface, was unsteady in his footsteps under the lama robe, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

After all, I am just an ordinary person, and I am forcing myself to challenge death prematurely.

I was really scared, uncontrollable kind of scared.But there is something that supports my steps, doesn't let me back down, just walk step by step.

When I arrived at the designated place, the killer of the hostile forces did not appear. With a little secret joy, I greeted the guy I appointed—the guy who had been bought by the enemy.

The most fatal blow was blocked by the blood bag I prepared in advance, and the artificial blood sprayed our faces.In the chaotic fight, we deviated from our original location.Unprepared, I was kicked off a cliff that was not pre-selected by him.

This cliff is higher, and I don't know if there are sharp rocks protruding below.

When I was in the air, I was blinded by the biting wind and couldn't adjust my landing posture.The feeling of dying hits my heart, and I feel very stuffy, as if the time has been stretched many times before I die.

I did not call for help, nor did I scream.

This is not the result of training, it's just because even if I desperately called for help and greeted someone's ancestors like the snow mountain farewell, that person would not appear, jumping off a 30-meter-high cliff, let me see the only one in despair ray of sunshine.

Suddenly, there was a bit of nostalgia and regret that shook my heart.

It was too high, and after falling into the snowdrift, the crushed snow was like sand, instantly blocking everything around me, including my nose and mouth.My whole body was in severe pain, and my lungs were about to explode.

Before it was too late to despair, everything was far away.

Later, it was Zhang Haike who rescued me, that is when the Zhang family and I temporarily joined forces to clean up.I narrowly saved my life, and after the plan was successful, the news of my "resurrection" spread deliberately.

I was pointed out by others, saying that Master Wu Jiafo turned out to be a lunatic, extremely ruthless, and a masochist.

I don't think it's a big deal.

Who gave me the motivation and courage to face difficulties and take risks? Anyone who knows me knows that there are many people who feel worthless, but few who understand.

But I don't care, I think it's worth it.

But now, my embarrassment, embarrassment and madness will be revealed by the most important person.

I have to admit, I really do care.I really care about what he thinks of Wu Jiafo, who looks modest on the outside, but is upset on the inside.

I didn't mean to hide it from him, but I really hoped day and night: in his consciousness, I was still that useless, gentle-tempered young third master of the Wu family.

It was the original Wu Xie.