Death Progress Bar

The progress bar actually dropped, after Shi Jin and Rong Zhouzhong had a complete fight.

Shi Jin looked dumbfounded, looked at the progress bar in his head, and looked at Rong Zhouzhong not far away, who was slumped on the sofa with a dark face and adjusted his breathing. But it was certain - Rong Zhouzhong had no intention of killing him.

Just now his guns were handed over to Rong Zhouzhong, but Rong Zhouzhong, who was about to go mad, changed hands and threw the guns away. This was not in line with the reaction of a murderer.A person who really intends to kill will not hold a weapon but not act when he is so angry that he almost loses his mind.

The plot does have flaws.

After confirming this point, Shi Jin felt relieved and felt a little guilty.

The quarrel turned into a fight. Although he chose to do this to figure out the mystery of the progress bar and rule out his brothers as the murderer, the action was still too much, and he was not the original owner. of.

If you look at it from Rong Zhouzhong's point of view, all this today is simply a disaster from heaven.

Originally, he was sleeping soundly at home, but the younger brother who never liked to see him blocked the door to find fault...

Feeling guilty for Rong Zhouzhong's "demining tool" instantly filled his heart, Shi Jin got up from the ground, looked at Rong Zhouzhong who had adjusted his breathing on the sofa, slumped on the sofa with his eyes closed and didn't know what he was thinking, He asked tentatively, "Well, does the wound hurt?"

Rong Zhouzhong opened his eyes and turned to look at him, the corners of his mouth were still bruised, Taohua's eyes were cold, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you mean it hurts? Why haven't you got out yet?"

"I can't get out, my leg hurts, and I just hit the coffee table in a fight." Shi Jin confessed honestly, glanced at Rong Zhouzhong's face, and asked guiltily, "You still have work to do, um, the wound on your face... "

Rong Zhouzhong was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth that was sore, and became even angrier. He kicked the coffee table angrily, and shouted: "Shi Jin, you are really going to make trouble for me, get out of here! Get out of speed!"

Shi Jin didn't roll, instead he limped a little closer and asked, "Where is your medicine box?"

Rong Zhouzhong turned his head away from him, looking as if he was going to faint with anger.

"Forget it, let me get some ice cubes and apply it to you. You rely on your face to eat, and healing is the most important thing." Shi Jin said while rubbing towards the kitchen.

"You bastard, who lives on face!" Rong Zhouzhong sat up and looked at Shi Jin, gnashing his teeth, "I rely on strength! Strength! Shi Jin, did you do it on purpose? What are you doing here today? Are you looking for death? !"

Shi Jin glanced at him with an expression of "I'm sorry for you", handed over the gun he picked up again, and replied honestly: "I really did it on purpose... This is for you. If you are angry, you can..."

"...Day!" Rong Zhouzhong was so angry that he scratched his hair, his expression almost distorted, "What can I do? I can still kill you! Can you go, go!"

...can blow out a few trash cans.

Shi Jin silently put the gun on the sofa, then turned around and moved to the kitchen instead of leaving.

Looking at the back of him limping away, Rong Zhouzhong was so angry that he closed his eyes again and collapsed on the sofa, his chest heaved violently, as if trying to suppress his anger.

Seeing him like this, Gua Er, who had been watching the whole process, suddenly felt sympathy for him—it’s too miserable, it seems that it’s not incomprehensible to enter such an unlucky brother sometimes, and occasionally want to kill him.

Shi Jin came out with ice cubes, and cooked a pot of noodles by the way—it was already past lunch time, and everyone must be hungry.

"First put ice cubes on the corners of your mouth." Shi Jin put the ice cubes in front of Rong Zhouzhong, and began to take a bowl to serve noodles from the pot brought in, and while serving, he mumbled, "No matter what you eat in the refrigerator No, there is only a pack of noodles and a few eggs, and you can't even find any vegetables, you can't do it like this, here, eat, and fill your stomach first."

Rong Zhouzhong opened his eyes as soon as he smelled the aroma of noodles, and saw Shi Jin squatting virtuously opposite the coffee table to serve noodles, his face was still blue and purple, he was neither angry nor scolded for a while. , and felt that Shi Jin was a lunatic, and felt that he was as stupid as a pig, and his emotions changed back and forth, and he felt that the fire that had just been suppressed was about to come back again.

"Are you still going down?" Gua Er forcefully interrupted the topic, and sat next to Shi Jin.

"Yes, but the craftsmanship is not very good." Shi Jin was very modest, and put the first bowl of noodles in front of Rong Zhouzhong, the second bowl in front of Gua Er, and the last bowl of noodles that was not too big. in front of myself.

Rong Zhouzhong stared at the noodle bowl without moving.

Gua Er has already started to eat unceremoniously - he is already hungry anyway.

The two uninvited guests ate the noodles in front of the owner of the house, making the noodles so loud, it seemed like it was on purpose.

The veins on Rong Zhouzhong's forehead were bulging, and his face was full of patience. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and sat up, staring at Shi Jin's kiwi head buried in the bowl of noodles. Just as he opened his mouth to release the poison, Shi Jin suddenly raised his head.

"Eat it quickly, the noodles will become mushy if left for too long, and it won't taste good." Shi Jin persuaded in a warm voice, and pushed the bowl towards Rong Zhouzhong.

Rong Zhouzhong met his innocent eyes as if nothing had happened, and the words he wanted to say choked in his throat, and he couldn't let go of his breath. , I really started to eat noodles, and I was gnashing my teeth - I have the strength to chase people away when I am full. He lost the fight before, it must be because he slept all day and didn't eat, so he has no strength. It's not that he is inferior to others!You little bastard who pretends to be stupid, just wait to be dealt with!

However, when he was full and prepared to deal with Shi Jin who refused to leave, Shi Jin obediently washed the dishes, swept the floor, packed up the garbage and carried it by himself, and politely offered his farewell. Before leaving, he also told Rong Zhouzhong to be careful of the illegitimate fan, because he got here according to the illegitimate fan's instructions.

Rong Zhouzhong took a deep breath silently, and squeezed out three words between his teeth: "Hurry up, hurry up, get out."

"Then I'll be leaving now." Shi Jin carried the trash towards the door, and when he reached the entrance, he suddenly turned around.

Rong Zhouzhong immediately stared at the past, his body tensed up, ready to fight.

"Third Brother, I'm sorry about today's matter." Shi Jin apologized, bowed to Rong Zhouzhong and made a big salute, and then left without looking back - he was very careful when closing the door, He deliberately lightened his movements, appearing very polite.

Click, the villa returned to silence.

Rong Zhouzhong looked at the entrance, and looked at the entrance, and finally couldn't help but kicked the stool next to the entrance, and cursed angrily: "Damn you little bastard!"

As soon as Shi Jin got into the car, he slumped on the chair, frowning and touching his legs.

"What's the matter, are you really hurt?" Gua Er asked.

Shi Jin nodded and replied, "It seems to be swollen."

Gua Er frowned, took a cigarette in his mouth but didn't light it, started the car, and said, "Be patient, there is no medicine box in this car, let's go back to the club. If you say you, fight if you fight, what is it to let your brother secretly What do you mean? He hit you for real, and you even avoided his face to save him face, and there was a bruise at the corner of his mouth on his face, and if you look at your face again, I don’t even know what to say about you.”

"Isn't it because I didn't want to fight at first..." Shi Jin felt guilty, seeing his frown, smiled flatteringly at him, and said, "Thank you for coming with me today, I will treat you to dinner later."

"Eat the free meal provided by the club?" Gua Er gave him an annoyed sideways glance, and said, "Okay, okay, don't force yourself to talk when you are in pain. You should think about how to talk to Young Master Jun when you get back to the club." Explain your injury."

Shi Jin: "..." Oh no, why did I forget that there is still this stubble.

This day's lunch, Lianjun didn't wait for the old lady Shi Jin, and asked Gua Yi to find out that Shi Jin dragged Gua Er out, saying that he was going to return something to Rong Zhouzhong.Lian Jun had nothing on his face, but he missed half a bowl of rice for lunch.

Not long after lunch, Shi Jin and Gua Er came back. Gua Er was still alive and well, but Shi Jin was injured and walked with a limp.

"What's going on?" Lian Jun frowned and put down the document in his hand.

Shi Jin felt guilty, glanced at him, and replied: "My brother and I had a fight."

"Win or lose?" Lian Jun continued to ask.

Shi Jin was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "I guess I won, my brother was beaten on the ground by me in the end." Although it really counted, his injuries were actually more serious.

Lian Jun glanced at his livid face, waved his hands and said, "Go and treat the wound."

Are you planning to pursue him for going out to fight without permission?

Shi Jin immediately became happy, endured the pain and flattered Lian Jun several times before limping happily to the medical room.

After he left, Gu Yi, who was standing beside Lian Jun, frowned and said, "Master Jun, do you really want him to go to the new task of cooperating with the government?"

"His age is the most appropriate." Lian Jun replied, seeing Gu Er who hadn't left yet looked over, and explained, "The news from the official side has come, you should prepare during this time, and give Shi Jin a short-term training camp. The official side should also send someone over, ready to make contact."

Gua Er frowned, looked worriedly at the direction Shi Jin left, nodded, and responded with a low voice.

After Shi Jin finished treating the wound and returned to the room, Xiao Shi suddenly said, "Jin Jin, your progress bar has dropped to 880, just now."

Dropped again?

Shi Jin was puzzled, and just about to ask in detail, the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly. He took it out and saw that it was Rong Zhouzhong who sent a text message, the content was very simple and rude - just wait to die!

"..."

The time for the progress bar to drop and the text message to come in is just around the corner, which is really irresistible.

Shi Jin stared at the text message for a few seconds, smiled, moved his fingers, and replied: "Okay, third brother, remember to apply medicine to the wound."

Rong Zhouzhong: ...Get out!

Shi Jin's face was full of fatherly love, and he sighed in satisfaction: "If the progress bar can be lowered by his death threat, then I would like him to come every day and curse me to death."

Little Death: "..."