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In all fairness, if the person being pointed at with a gun at this moment is not his good brother Ji Lin for many years, Xi Yingzong would even feel that the picture in front of him is a bit weirdly beautiful——

Because it is obviously an extremely dangerous action, and the atmosphere is extremely tense, but neither the person holding the gun nor the person pointed at by the gun showed any fear or panic. Instead, they all smiled. Coupled with the excellent appearance and figure of the two, the whole picture looks like a violent aesthetic movie, with a dark aesthetic feeling.

But the premise is that it is not his good brother who is pointed at by the gun!

Xi Yingzong took a deep breath, feeling a burst of despair.

He knew that he could not shake Ji Lin's decision, so he could only pin his last hope on Wen Dong. Even though Wen Dong looked like a lunatic, Xi Yingzong still moved his lips slightly, trying to persuade him softly: "That... Mr. Wen, you…"

However, he had only started before he was interrupted by Ji Lin.

"My little Wen painter," Ji Lin's gaze fell on Wen Dong, as if he didn't notice the black muzzle pointing at him, the corners of his lips were still slightly hooked, and his tone even called Concerned, "Just in case, I think you'd better put on goggles and noise-canceling headphones first."

Xi Yingzong was completely speechless now, he had never seen such a crazy person like Ji Lin, it was obviously Ji Lin who was pointed at by the gun, but he actually cared about the person holding the gun not to be hurt!

But there is no doubt that such Ji Lin successfully pleases Wen Dong.

Wen Dong could clearly feel that the bad mood that had been entrenched in his heart that night was rapidly dissipating, and was replaced by a kind of excitement that seemed to shake the soul.

After a while, Wen Dong tilted his head towards Ji Lin, the gun in his hand was still steady, and he clenched his lips as a warning and said: "Mr. Ji, I will give you another chance. If you are joking, it is best to get out of the way now." Otherwise, I will really shoot."

But Ji Lin didn't mean to evade at all, he still smiled gently, and asked in a gentle voice: "My little painter, do you think I'm joking?"

Xi Yingzong wanted to bow down to the two, he really wanted to shout, "I'm joking, can I be joking, please put down the gun first!"

But he knew it was useless, Xi Yingzong had already recognized it, this Mr. Wen was as crazy as Ji Lin, and he didn't care what he said at all.

Sure enough, Wen Dong and Ji Lin looked at each other for another two seconds, and the corners of Wen Dong's lips rose higher and higher, revealing a chilling yet shockingly beautiful smile, and finally, he said slowly: "Mr. Your own choice."

After the last word was pronounced, Wen Dong aimed with one eye, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

There was a "bang", and the bullets flew past, drawing an extremely perfect line in the air.

Ji Lin really didn't dodge, he didn't even close his eyes, the curvature of his lips didn't change at all, the wine glass in his hand was still held firmly, and the liquid didn't even shake in the slightest.

It was an extremely short, yet extremely long second.

Xi Yingzong closed his eyes subconsciously, and was even ready to treat Ji Lin's wound immediately, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw the bullet brushed past the top edge of the wine glass with a slight difference. Didn't really break the wine glass!

The bullet finally landed on the outermost ring on the right side of Ji Lin's target, and the air seemed to freeze for two seconds. Xi Yingzong suddenly turned his head, reconfirmed the bullet's landing point, and that Ji Lin was indeed intact, before re-exiting Take a breath, feel your heart fall back again.

"My God!" He raised his hand exaggeratedly to caress his chest, panting heavily, "I don't think what you guys are playing is a game, what you are playing is my heartbeat!"

But Wen Dong didn't look at Xi Yingzong, his gaze was still fixed on Ji Lin's face, after a while, Wen Dong finally put away his gun, and said with a faint smile, "I don't want to really disfigure you, my perfect model."

Ji Lin also looked straight back at Wen Dong, his eyes were like whirlpools, as if he wanted to engulf Wen Dong, a moment later, Ji Lin closed his eyes, brought the wine glass to his lips, and drank it slowly After taking a sip, the rim of the cup seemed to be tainted with the smell of gunpowder smoke, strong and pungent, Ji Yan walked slowly to Wen Dong, lowered his eyes and asked warmly, "Little Wen painter, how are you feeling now?"

The moment Ji Lin walked over, Wen Dong's nose suddenly filled with the familiar scent of grass and trees.

As if forever.

Wen Dong has recently become accustomed to the special ability that appears twice a day, and he is not at all surprised by this, and naturally Wen Dong will not be surprised by Ji Lin's unchanging grass and trees.

It's just that this seemed to be the first time for him, and a feeling of almost loss suddenly appeared in his heart.

Probably because of solving the riddle for a long time, Wen Dong suddenly wanted to know the answer, at least, wanted to smell what Ji Lin would smell like when he went crazy.

But on the surface, Wen Dong just blinked slightly, his long and dense eyelashes trembling, he bent his lips and said with a smile: "I'm in a good mood now, very happy."

"Then," Ji Lin bent slightly, looked straight into Wen Dong's eyes, and said patiently but stubbornly, "Little Wen painter, will I be your only model in the future?"

Wen Dong raised his eyes and looked at Ji Lin for a moment, and he slowly approached. After that, if his lips seemed to brush against Ji Lin's ear, he finally said like a gift: "If you can always make me so happy , I'll think about it."

After saying this, Wen Dong drew back, Shi Ran picked up the wine glass, and took another sip of the strong tequila.

For a moment, Wen Dong inexplicably felt that if one day he could really smell Ji Lin's breath when he went crazy, it would probably be the smell of agave——

Extremely strong and spicy, it can easily invade every bone, every inch of skin and even every pore, without leaving any gaps.

Wen Dong closed his eyes again, subconsciously took a deep breath like intoxicated.

But in the next second, the strong scent of grass and trees at the tip of his nose completely woke Wen Dong up.

Enveloped by the rich vegetation, Ji Lin naturally took Wen Dong's hand that was not holding the wine glass, then lowered his head, his posture was extremely precious, and his lips gently fell on the back of Wen Dong's fair hand, Wen Shen replied Said: "I must do my best."

Kissing the back of the hand is actually a very gentlemanly gesture, but at the same time it is alienated. Every year when Wen Dong participates in the family reception, different people will kiss the back of the hand. It is just out of social etiquette to invite dancers. Wen Dong is used to it and doesn't care .

He has never felt like this before, feeling that he can clearly feel the softness and temperature of Ji Lin's lips, and the small inch of skin touched by Ji Lin's lips on the back of his hand seems to burn instantly.

Wanting to cover up, he withdrew his hand and hid it behind his back. Wen Dong added two more pieces of ice to the wine glass, picked it up and took a sip, then looked back at Ji Lin as if not to be outdone, and asked word by word: "My model, do you want me tonight?" Draw for you?"

"It's an honor," Ji Lin's light brown eyes shone strangely brightly, and his tone seemed to be bewitching, "Invite Xiaowen painter to my secret base, okay?"

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"Good! Great marksmanship!" In the public shooting area of ​​the lobby on the first floor, there was a din of voices at this moment. A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean haircut was applauding and applauding, "Mr.

"Mr. Sun is absurd," Fu Yan smiled gently but politely, "It's just a fluke."

"Hahaha, I'm humble!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and patted Fu Yan's shoulder, laughing, "I'm not so lucky!"

The moment the man's thick palm covered him, Fu Yan's shoulders tensed slightly, and his eyebrows frowned indistinctly, but it was fleeting, and he politely said again: "Shooting is just for fun in spare time, Mr. Sun's investment vision is precise and vicious. , and that’s what’s really admirable.”

"Hahaha can talk!" The man laughed even louder, and he patted Fu Yan's slightly thin shoulders twice, and sighed loudly, "President Xiao Fu really can talk! One sentence has praised me, You also praised yourself, and I did not misunderstand you!"

On the casual sofa not far away, a beautiful young girl sat upright. Seeing the two of them moving, she couldn't help biting her lips anxiously, and clenched her pale fingers.

"Yun Xing?" Xi Yingzong stopped suddenly, and called out to the back of the girl on the sofa.

After Wen Dong and Ji Lin agreed on their next task, the three of them were about to leave the shooting range, but they didn't expect to run into an acquaintance again in the lobby.

The girl turned her head and saw who was coming, she hurriedly stood up and said hello: "Brother Xi, Brother Ji, what a coincidence!"

After saying that, Yun Xing couldn't help but look at Wen Dong, with curiosity in his eyes, "Who is this?"

"Hello," Ji Lin responded politely, and introduced in a natural tone, "This is mine..."

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Ji Yan paused for a while, then hooked his lips and continued: "It's my little friend."

The word "little friend" is too vague. Seeing Yun Xing's eyes getting more and more ambiguous, Wen Dong tensed his face and said softly, "Hello, my name is Wen Dong."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yan added slowly and slowly: "I heard it, the winter of the winter."

The word "Rin" in "Rin Dong" seems to have been accentuated by him.

Wen Dong: "..."

Is Ji Lin possessed by some strange thing? !

It is rare to communicate with Wen Dong's brainwaves. Xi Yingzong looked at Yunyan, and before Yunyan continued to diverge his thoughts, he immediately said: "I just looked like you from behind, and I came to play with Mr. Fu again? Why didn't you go upstairs today?" Go to the VIP room?"

Fu Yan and Yun Xing are also frequent visitors of this shooting gallery, and their exclusive VIP room is next to Ji Lin and Xi Yingzong's VIP room. They meet each other more often, and over time, they will naturally say hello when they meet each other.

While asking this question, Xi Yingzong looked towards the shooting range.

The young men in suits and leather shoes had their backs to them, and were aiming with guns in their hands, obviously not noticing their approach.

As soon as this was mentioned, the smile on Yunyan's face collapsed in an instant, and she said with a pretty face: "Accompany Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun likes this kind of open area..."

Obviously, Yun Yan didn't like that middle-aged Mediterranean man surnamed Sun very much.

Xi Yingzong said clearly: "A new investor?"

Yun Yan nodded, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "He looks so greasy..."

Xi Yingzong smiled, and said in a concerned tone: "Mr. Fu's career is not going well recently?"

"That's not true," Yunyan said frankly, "It's just that the competition with another rival company is fiercer, otherwise I don't have to accompany that Mr. Sun..."

While talking, Fu Yan and Sun Tao finished a game, turned around and saw them, and immediately walked over.

The two sides greeted and introduced politely again, Fu Yan and Sun Tao couldn't help but fall on Wen Dong.

Firstly, it was because Fu Yan was really surprised because he had never seen anyone else beside Ji Lin; secondly, it was naturally because Wen Dong's appearance was too outstanding.

However, Wen Dong was also amazed at Wen Dong's appearance, but Wen Dong could clearly feel the difference between the two.

The two smells from Fu Yan and Sun Tao intertwined on the tip of the nose are completely different. What Fu Yan exudes is a faint tea fragrance, which is the taste of appreciation.

But what Sun Tao exudes is almost like the smell of drunk vomit, which is very disgusting.

Wen Dong knew very well that this smell represented dirty desires.

Wen Dong was extremely disgusted in his heart, he drooped his eyes and frowned, his thin lips moved slightly, but before he could say anything, Ji Lin suddenly took a step towards him, covering most of his body stand up.

Ji Yan's eyes flicked past Sun Tao in an understatement. It was obviously a very short moment, but Sun Tao inexplicably felt a sense of danger as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, which made him tremble involuntarily, and immediately moved away. With the gaze fixed on Wen Dong's face, he tried to make amends for himself: "I...I just want to ask, is this Mr. Wen an adult? He looks so... so small."

Wen Dong was keenly aware that what Sun Tao originally wanted to say should be "so tender".

"I'm an adult, and I'm almost graduating from college." Before Wen Dong could speak, Ji Lin answered for him, his tone sounded a lot colder than usual, "Mr. Sun is here to play, why don't you bring a girlfriend?"

Ji Lin's question was cryptic, but everyone present was smarter than the other, so they all understood Ji Lin's warning at the first time——

Just pay attention to your female partner, watch your eyes, and watch my people less.

Sun Tao sneered a few times, then laughed and said, "My girlfriend...my girlfriend is timid. I was talking about business with Mr. Fu today, so I didn't bring her here."

Wen Dong hid safely behind Ji Lin, he was indeed pleased by Ji Lin's appearance as a sacrifice when Ji Lin took the initiative to target him tonight, and he was in a good mood, so it's rare that he doesn't mind being in a posture that seems to be protected by Ji Lin like now .

However, Wen Dong really has no time to mind now.

Because he didn't know if it was his own illusion, when Ji Lin said the word "adult", the disgusting smell on Sun Tao's body faded a lot in an instant, as if he suddenly lost interest.

Wen Dong had a vague guess in his heart, but before he could think about it, Ji Lin's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Ji Lin said "Sorry" first, then took out the phone from his pocket, walked towards it while answering the phone, and gently took Wen Dong's wrist, signaling him to go together.

Wen Dong hurriedly followed, followed Ji Lin to a corner where there was no one around, heard him pick up the phone, and called "Deputy Tang".

"Mr. Ji, are you outside..." Tang Chu's slightly apologetic and irritable voice came through the receiver, speaking quickly, "I received a case transferred from the sub-bureau. A girl has been missing for more than 24 hours. She is a first-year student of Yashen private high school, only 16 years old, not yet an adult."

Tang Chu's voice was always loud, and Wen Dong could hear it clearly. When he heard the last four words of Tang Chu, Wen Dong's heart skipped a beat, inexplicably linked to the guess just now.

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