I don't know what kind of force impelled me to suddenly realize that I must shoot this gun.

Perhaps only in this way, can we let this profound and ruthless Mr. Chen, to a certain extent, accept me and trust me. I can take the first step after entering Tianlong.

If I am not evil among the wicked, I am a stranger.

I concentrated for a moment, raised the pistol slowly, retreated slightly, and then aimed it straight at the short haired woman, Meng ran.

At this time, she still knelt on the ground, looking a little scared. But she is still clenching her teeth, a pair of "Liu Hulan" like heroism. She glared at me and scolded, "you are just a running dog, traitor! Thanks to the secret guard, you are a traitor!" but I saw Mr. Chen sitting in the chair with a deep smile on the corner of his mouth. He held his cigar leisurely, as if he was familiar with the bloody scene, so he had a pleasant smile on his face, unlike all the people present.

Holding up the gun, I said to Meng ran rather ironically, "I've been practicing shooting with the dead target. Today, I'm looking for a live target to test the penetration of the seven seven seven pistols. How strong is it!"

Meng ran scolded me: "despicable! Shameless! You shoot, you shoot! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

I said, "is it still useful to say these speeches? When I say these things, I suddenly feel that I am really despicable! In this way, how indignant and indignant will the people who are going to be shot be?

But actually, I know.

From the moment I took the pistol, I had a sense of proportion.

At this time, Mr. Chen suddenly chuckled and praised me: "Zhao long, I don't see it. You will be so calm when you raise your gun. I'm a little ashamed of myself! "

this old fox is talking nonsense again!

I really want to turn my gun head and make a flower on his head - unfortunately, it's not the time yet.

I just replied to Mr. Chen with almost a smile: "Mr. Chen's praise is ridiculous!"

and then I put the muzzle of the gun on Meng Ran's forehead. Meng ran looked at me in horror, and his lips began to tremble.

Intuition tells me that she really doesn't look like a public security officer. I have been dealing with the police for so many years. Even if they wear plain clothes, I can tell them apart. But the Meng ran in front of her doesn't have the shadow of a policeman at all.

Is it my visual bias, or is she not a public security officer at all?

It may be a mystery for the time being.

However, the note that Shengfeng gave me jumped into my mind. I think at this moment, the note seems to have become meaningless. However, I was dubious and mixed about the saint Phoenix who suddenly got in touch with me.

Specifically, I don't want Shengfeng to be an undercover agent sent by the Ministry of public security.

With all kinds of questions, I began to slowly press the trigger with my index finger. I believe that the moment the pistol is fired, it will definitely shock the whole audience.

Except, of course, Mr. Chen.

Meng ran seems to be shaking his head consciously, trying to get rid of my gun. But all her attention was in vain, and it was useless for me to kiss her forehead from the muzzle of my gun and let her dodge.

But just then, an accident happened.

My cell phone rang suddenly!

I was stunned, took the muzzle off Meng Ran's forehead, and took out the cell phone with the other hand.

At this time, some people were impatient. Li Shutian shouted to them with a big tongue: "I'm sorry, Zhao long. If you don't dare to shoot, you can roll down. Don't occupy the manger there! Is it so hard to pull the trigger?"

I had anger in my heart, so I couldn't help but vent this anger on Li Shutian. I pointed at him with a gun and said, "shut up! I'm the first one to get rid of you if you don't have a clean mouth!"

Li Shutian is really honest. And made a very secretive evasive action: he quietly hid his body behind a captain beside him.

This subtle move made me sneer in my heart: Li Da, an instructor of Tianlong company, also knows how to cherish his life!

in fact, I feel more and more like a underworld.

Li Shutian leaned in, but even more blustered: "you are wasting everyone's precious time, wasting Mr. Chen's time! Zhao long, get out of here!"

I frowned and ignored the buzzing mobile phone. I pointed the pistol at Li Shutian again, raised the volume and scolded: "fuck, Li Shutian, you listen to me. If you have the ability, stand up and see if I dare to shoot!"

Li Shutian quickly shouted: "don't mess with me, don't mess with me!"

Being in a wolf's den, if I don't change into a wolf, how can I mix in the future?

So I continued to threaten Li Shutian and said, "if you have the ability, please stand up for me, and don't hide behind others and pretend to be a grandson!"

I even bluntly turned to Mr. Chen and asked, "Mr. Chen, there are several bullets in it, don't use them enough! I also want to leave one for Li Shutian!"

for a while.

But in this atmosphere, all the detentions can not be separated from the cover of murderous spirit.

Chen is very calm to extend three fingers, light tunnel: "three."

Li Shutian may be really scared. He raised his voice and shouted: "Zhao long, do you want to delay? Are you with the police? Point the gun at me, point at me, are you guilty? "

I scolded him: "fart! Li Shutian, I warn you that you dare to make a fuss in front of me again. Among these three bullets, there must be one, which will be my memory for you!"

Li Shutian said: "do you think I'm afraid of you? Let's find a time to fight tomorrow! "He may be afraid that I will really get mad at him, so he deliberately wants to divert my attention.

Some funny, some dramatic.

When Mr. Chen saw that I had burned the war on Li Shutian, it became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but stand out to rescue us. He said to Li Shutian, "Mr. Li, shut up! Let Zhao long answer the phone first. We are not in a hurry. As long as we can see the results, what's the point of twists and turns in the process? A good dish needs to be eaten one at a time, so it will taste! "

what he said seems to be profound and intriguing. But I felt two words --

disgusting!

I calmed down for a while, and then carefully pressed the "answer" button.

In fact, Cheng Xinjie called!

after connecting, Cheng Xinjie's sweet voice came over there: why is my brother-in-law not coming to see Xinjie.

I said: Xinjie, you stay with Mr. Jin first, and I will take the time to see you.

As I said this, I moved to another corner. In fact, this is a very dramatic scene. I have a 77 pistol in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand, and I will certainly be sniffed by these wolves.

But I didn't feel too different. I was in a wolf den, and I tried to speak to Cheng Xinjie in a nearly peaceful tone.

Cheng Xinjie asks: where are you now, brother-in-law? I heard from president Jin. She said that we are safe now. Why don't you come to pick me up?

I prevaricate: I have a lot of things to deal with. Don't worry, I'll be there. I have told President Jin that you should live there first. As soon as you are stable, I will go to see you.

Cheng Xinjie said: brother in law, you must promise me to take me with you wherever you go. OK or not?

I smile: I will. OK, not much. It's cold. Pay attention to your health. It's good for your health to get up in the morning and do morning exercises with president Jin.

Cheng Xinjie said: well. Mr. Kim told me about your relationship.

I was stunned: what did she tell you?

Cheng Xinjie said: Mr. Jin said that you are the kindest and simplest security guard she has ever met. You also saved her life, and the life of her sister Jinrui. The two sisters are full of praise for you. Jin always said that he is a good man in the whole world, and you are the only one left!

I pinched my nose and said with a smile: it's easy for me to be proud to lift me up.

Cheng Xinjie said: brother in law is proud again?

I said: No. OK, I have something else on my side. I'll go back to you after that. That's it. I'll hang up first.

Cheng Xinjie said: well. Brother in law, I'll wait for you. Mr. Jin said that when you come, we can make dumplings together. Hey, I learned from them last night. The dumplings are ugly like mice!

I said: just learn slowly. Remember what I said, keep warm, wait for me!

and hang up.

I put my cell phone in my pocket and smiled bluntly before returning to the scene.

Dozens of heavyweights looked at me as if they were watching me play a sketch. Mr. Chen still sat quietly in the chair, saw me make a phone call and asked with a smile, "my girlfriend called?"

I perfunctorily said: "ordinary friends."

Mr. Chen just nodded a little, and then stopped.

Back in front of Meng ran, I found that Meng ran, a short haired woman, was a little impatient. She frowned and looked at me as if she wanted to stand up and move, but she was immediately pressed by two men in black behind her.

Meng ran said with a cry: "legs are numb, can you move?"

One of the men in black scolded her: "go to another world, soon!"

Meng ran was silent for a while, then unexpectedly -- a sour nose, a wet eye, two lines of tears of grievance.

And her tears, suddenly let me touch.

Yes, everyone has the instinct to survive. Although this strong woman has always been tough, her heart has been soaked.

Maybe she's innocent; maybe she's just a card in someone else's hand.