Chapter Seventy-Seven: Can You Kill Me?

When he opened his eyes again, he stretched out the tip of his tongue, licked his lips, stretched out his hand to stroke Xia Weiwei's delicate and tight body, suddenly pushed Xia Weiwei away, stood up, and then pulled Xia Weiwei away without saying a word.

"Hey, Meng Ping......"

The beauties who drank with Meng Ping didn't know what was going on, and called Meng Ping, Meng Ping stopped his steps, took out his wallet from his arms and threw it into the hands of a beautiful woman, and smiled faintly, "Today I please." ”

After speaking, he pulled Xia Weiwei and left the bar.

"What!"

Seeing Meng Ping leave with the uninvited guest, the beauties were very unhappy.

"I've waited so long for Meng Ping to take me away, what is that woman!"

"It's just ......"

"*People!"

Meng Ping pulled Xia Weiwei out of a taxi and drove towards the house he rented, along the way, the two of them sat side by side, Meng Ping turned his head to look out of the window, and asked the window to come down, a large amount of night wind poured in, blowing his slightly long hair.

Xia Wei sat aside and looked at Meng Ping sideways, she loved him so much, no matter how she looked at it, she liked it, why didn't he like her! Otherwise, things wouldn't have developed like this, and Xia Qiqi wouldn't have died!

When he arrived at the place, Meng Ping paid the fare, got out of the car without saying a word, and Xia Weiwei hurriedly followed.

It's not the first time she's here here, every time she follows Meng Ping, she tracks this place, sees him go upstairs, and then the lights on the third floor will turn on after a while.

Following Meng Ping, Xia Weiwei entered Meng Ping's room for the first time, which was completely different from what she imagined.

In her impression, Meng Ping at least had to live in a very large house, but the house in front of her looked like it was only forty square meters, and the layout of the house was very simple, without the slightest luxury.

"Didn't you want to enter my room, why didn't you stand at the door now and didn't come in?" Meng Ping walked into the room, turned on the light, opened the window, turned around, stood by the window, and looked at Xia Weiwei who was standing at the door.

Xia looked at Meng Ping slightly, where is this drunken appearance, too, so much wine is not enough to make him drunk.

Walking into the room, she locked the door with her hand, she scanned the whole room, walked straight to a cabinet, and looked at the photos on it, one of which was a group photo of the three of them when they were young, and the one next to it was a photo of Meng Ping and Xia Qiqi, the two of them smiled very brightly, so bright that Xia Wei wanted to smash this photo frame.

In the third frame is a solo photo of Xia Qiqi.

Xia Weiwei picked up the photo, put it next to his face, faced Meng Ping, and asked, "What's the difference? Where are we different? Why do you only like Xia Qiqi but don't like Xia Weiwei?"

"Why do you have to say something different before you can accept the fact that I only like your sister?" Meng Ping walked over, took the photo frame from Xia Weiwei's hand, carefully placed it back in its original position, looked at the woman with a pure smile in the photo, and said lightly: "If you have to score so clearly, then your soul is different! Xia Qiqi and Xia Weiwei's souls are different. ”

"Soul?hahaha-" Xia Weiwei listened to Meng Ping's words, laughed out loud, she stepped out of the cabinet and circled around the small house, "Meng Ping, it seems that you have not lost your memory." ”

"I wish I had amnesia so that I could forget the pain of losing Xia Qiqi. Meng Ping stood there, looking at Xia Weiwei with a calm face, no smile, no exaggeration, no swinger look, just a faint sadness.

"Hmph, if you hadn't chosen her, she wouldn't have died. Xia tilted his head slightly and looked at Meng Ping with a gaze from the corner of his eye.

"So, do you admit that you were the one who killed Xia Qiqi in the first place?" Meng Ping replied with the same indifferent gaze.

"No personal feelings are allowed in the organization!" Xia said with a slight hatred.

"Then your feelings for me are not private feelings?" Meng Ping sighed and sat down in his chair.

"That's different!" Xia Weiwei suddenly became a little excited, and walked in front of Meng Ping with an arrow step.

"What's the difference?" Meng Ping asked, looking up.

"I will be very careful to protect our relationship and not let anyone know......," Xia Wei said with a sworn WeChat.

"Hey......" Meng Ping sighed, "You reported the matter between me and Xia Qiqi! If she hadn't been here to save me, how could she have died in the fire? Xia Weiwei, you know better than anyone else that it was us who killed your sister...... If it weren't for us, with her skills, she would never have died, absolutely not!"

"So you're blaming yourself?" Xia asked with a slight tilt of his head.

"Have you never blamed yourself?" Meng Ping suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes staring coldly at Xia Weiwei.

Hearing Meng Ping's words, Xia was slightly stunned, took a few steps back, turned to look out the window, and didn't say a word, before muttering: "She is my sister after all......"

"I often wonder now, if Xia Qiqi and I successfully escaped the organization, would I be able to live an ordinary life now......" Meng Ping turned his head sideways and looked out the window, the neon lights outside the window were shining, reflecting the night sky brightly.

"Escape from the Order? Hmph, you're naïve. Xia sneered slightly, "We have been selected by the organization since we were children, and we have been trained since we were children, and the only purpose of their training of us is to kill people, and those big people will let us kill whoever they don't like!

"yes...... I was too naïve to think about it......" Meng Ping said, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Xia Weiwei, "Were you sent to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

"What do you say?" Xia squinted at Meng Ping slightly, "Since you don't have amnesia at all, then I have no reason to keep you!"

"Hehe......" Meng Ping smiled when he heard Xia Weiwei's words, "Xia Weiwei, do you think you can kill me?"

"Why can't you kill it?" Xia narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I remember telling you and Xia Qiqi that if one day we meet each other repeatedly, we must not eat what I give. Meng Ping said with a smile.

"I naturally remember!" Xia Weiwei said, "So when I came out of your infirmary that day, I spit out that pill!"

"Pills?hahaha—that's just the most common antipyretics, and even if you don't throw up, you'll be fine. Meng Ping said with a smile, then reached out and poured some water from the cold water cup to the water cup, "You drank my water, did you forget?"

"Water?" Xia was slightly surprised, "Impossible, I clearly saw the water you poured with my own eyes, and you wouldn't know in advance that I was going, how could you put your hands and feet in the kettle......"

"Hey, Xia Weiwei, if my poisoning methods were so easy to be discovered, I wouldn't be called the Poison King. Meng Ping smiled, raised the water cup to Xia Weiwei and said, "Do you want to drink some water?"

"No need!" Xia said through a slight gritted tooth.

Meng Ping just smiled at Xia Wei, didn't speak, slowly drank the glass of water, then put the glass on the table, and said calmly: "Count, it should be poisonous at this time......"

Not long after Meng Ping's words fell, Xia Wei suddenly felt abdominal pain, her eyes widened, she covered her abdomen tightly, she didn't even have the strength to stand up, and suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, frowning in pain, and her beautiful face was distorted.

"Hey. Meng Ping squatted next to Xia Weiwei and said, "I just said that you drank my water, but I didn't say that it was the water in the cup." ”

Listening to Meng Ping's words, Xia raised his head to look at Meng Ping in slight pain, and asked with difficulty, "What kind of water is that?"

Meng Ping opened his mouth with a smile and pointed to his mouth with a finger, "Saliva water." ”

"What?" Xia was slightly stunned.

"Just now, when you sat on my lap and kissed me, I poisoned you. Meng Ping stood up with a smile and patted Xia Weiwei's head, "Xia Weiwei, you are still too tender in front of me." Do you know why you're failing? Because you have feelings, and people with feelings will always hesitate before you start. ”

"I know you love me, and I know you hate me and Xia Qiqi. Kiki's death, you are responsible, and so do I, so I won't blame you. I am always saving this life for you to solve, I know that if you can't complete the mission, you won't be alive, right?" Meng Ping said calmly, "So I'll give you enough space for you to come and kill me." ”

Saying that, Meng Ping handed a glass of water to Xia Weiwei, "Drink it, it's an antidote." ”

Xia looked at Meng Ping slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then thought about the glass of water and drank it.

Looking at Xia Weiwei's face, Meng Ping always thought of Xia Qiqi, the two sisters really looked more and more alike.

Meng Ping thought, when Xia Weiwei has enough ability to kill him, then she will have enough ability to live, and when he sees Xia Qiqi under Jiuquan, he will have an explanation.

"Why did you give me the antidote?" Xia Weiwei drank the glass of water, feeling a lot more comfortable, and cold sweat no longer broke out on his forehead, "You know, if I don't die, sooner or later you will die one day!"

"It doesn't matter. Meng Ping smiled and took the cup in Xia Weiwei's hand, walked to the pool, and began to clean it habitually over and over again, "If I can really be killed by you, it means that your ability is growing." If I kill you, when I die, how can I have the face to see your sister. ”

Xia stood up slightly, looked at Meng Ping's back, and listened to his words, and the feelings that had been closed for a long time spread out from the gaps in all directions.

"Even if I don't kill you, the organization will send someone else to ......"

"I know. Meng Ping turned his back to Xia Weiwei and said, his tone relaxed, "This is the rule of the organization, and a living person will not be allowed to escape from the organization." As he spoke, Meng Ping turned his head and smiled wickedly at Xia, "So, I'd rather die at your hands." ”