"Hunter" between thieves and acting

Murderous.

Biyangqi's charming Danfeng eyes became O-shaped, her small face was pale, as if she could faint at any time.

Finks was a little unbearable.

As soon as he restrained his momentum, he heard a click, a vase half a person's height in the corner shattered unbearably, and the water flowed all over the floor.

Finks said it was a real surprise. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"I now believe that you are not a good person." Biyangqi held the hot water poured by Finks and her body rolled into a ball, her hands and feet were cold and shivering.

"I never said I was a nice guy."

"You mean 'kill him'?" Bi Yangqi smiled mockingly: "I thought you were a wretched uncle who was late in the second phase."

Finx (#‵′) convex

"Should I praise you for being a child at the age of 35?"

"But I know now that you mean business."

"What gang do you belong to?" Biyangqi looked him up and down curiously: "Nosla? Bitch? Italian mafia?"

"But judging by your arrogant appearance, you must not belong to the Qinglong Gang or the White Tiger Society."

What is that?Finx crashed for three seconds, how could there be such a frustrating organization name these days? !

"Left green dragon, right white tiger, show off where your tattoo is."

Finks had no choice but to roll up his sleeves. There were scars on it, but there was no white tiger or blue dragon.He wasn't afraid to let Bi Yangqi know how cruel and murderous he was, but he must not let her mistakenly think that he belonged to a gang of gangsters whose name was too embarrassing to say.

Forget it, it's better not to let her know about his cruelty and murder. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

"What about up there?"

"Ok?"

"Upper arm."

The sleeves are only rolled up to the elbow, and the upper arm is still in the sleeve.

Finks tore off his sleeves because he thought it was too much effort to take off his clothes: "Look, there is nothing."

As a result, Biyangqi still looked at him suspiciously.He tore open the front of his clothes.

"What about the back?"

It's quite cautious, but the place on the back...

Finx approached Biyangqi and smiled maliciously: "It's okay to take off your clothes if you like."

Biyangqi reached out and wiped his six-pack abs: "It feels good."

Finx didn't change his clothes either, he hung a piece of rag and sat down in front of Biyangqi carelessly: "Now believe that I'm not that gang?"

"It's the Qinglong Gang." Biyangqi corrected: "Then what do you do?"

"I am..." Finks found out that he couldn't avoid those eight key words for a long time, and his heart sank: "I belong to the National Archaeological Team."

"Can the archaeological team have your skills?"

"Archaeology is also a dangerous profession." Finks ran the train with his mouth full of righteousness: "We beat forbidden women, kicked zongzi, and the black donkey's hooves were not good, and we had to bleed them from time to time. We didn't know where we died soon. It's in the corner."

Biyangqi was puzzled: "What you said is true?"

"True than real gold." Finks said, "Look at my pure little eyes."

Bi Yangqi said that seeing his eyes hurt, she slapped him to the corner of the wall.

Finx, who was punished to squat in a corner for being too obscene, looked at his watch, and it was already seven o'clock after dawdling for a long time.

"What do you want to eat?"

"can you cook?"

Finx, who was about to say "We are treated well, and we have a cook", fell silent.Because he remembered Maggie's craft.

After such a pause, Biyangqi had already started to recite the names of the dishes.

The dry-pot bullfrog fish-flavored pork shreds carried a string of Biyangqi before taking a breath and stopping: "Did you remember?"

Finks replied: "Remember, remember."

Then he got up.

Called KFC-_-|||

Biyangqi: "Are you kidding me?!"

Finks: "No, I'm not kidding you, I really can't cook."

Biyangqi: "You can learn if you don't know how to cook!"

Finx: "I'll do my best to do that job now and do it for you next time."

Satisfied, Biyangqi went back to her room to change.

When she changed into a fluorescent green camisole, orange and blue monkey hot pants with a big mouth, stepped on flip flops and wore sunglasses, Finks came out youthfully: "I'm a bodyguard, not a chef, what do I learn to cook?" ah!!!"

The author has something to say: Pay tribute to the third uncle of the Southern School~~