In Yanjing City, Zhao Guozhong roared at the phone: "Didn't you say he was dead? What are you doing, is the top killer already in the twilight? Can't even tell the difference between the dead and the living?"

"Zhao Guozhong, please pay attention to your words and deeds, regardless of my age, I am not your subordinate, you should have at least respect!" An old voice rang on the other side of the phone.

"Peng Xin is not dead, he is still alive!" Zhao Guozhong said coldly.

"What? No way! Could it be mistaken?"

"Will his parents mistake their children?" Zhao asked rhetorically.

"Where is he?" asked the other person on the phone.

"Yanjing, what are you going to do?" Zhao Guozhong replied.

"Wash away the shame!" said the old man's voice in a deep and deep voice.

"Not now, don't make a rash move, you wait for my call. Zhao Guozhong hung up the phone undeniably.

In a bungalow near the suburbs in Beijiang City, Xichuan Province, the old man hung up his mobile phone, took the mobile phone card out of the mobile phone, broke it and threw it into the toilet and flushed it away.

"Am I old?" the old man looked at his hands, which were full of wrinkles and a few age spots, which were very glaring.

Why didn't he die? Why? I obviously shot a bullet into his brain, that angle, that position, there could be no hope of survival, and even if he didn't die, he would be drowned, the old man couldn't figure out what the problem was.

I didn't say this to Zhao Guozhong just now, because the old man felt a chill in his heart, this was the first time he had missed in decades, and he was planted in the hands of a young man, and he couldn't accept this fact for a while.

The old man closed the door, plugged it in from the inside, walked slowly into the bedroom, closed the door, closed the curtains, reached out and groped by the bed, a raised button, and pressed it hard.

His own single bed, slowly the bed rose, the bluestone slab under the bed was inlaid on the ground, there was an iron ring on the bluestone slab, the old man walked over, his fingers hooked and pulled, the bluestone slab with a thickness of twenty centimeters was lifted, and a dark passage appeared in front of him, if ordinary people saw it, they would never believe that such a thin old man would have so much strength.

The bluestone slab was lifted, a straight ladder was presented in front of him, the old man jumped, held the straight ladder, and fell on the basement ground in three or two times, the basement was brightly lit, about the size of the whole yard, the old man had not entered the basement since that accident, and the furnishings inside remained the same as four years ago.

The basement is specially treated, waterproof, soundproof, simple decoration, white tiles upholstery, flooring underfoot, only a few gym equipment, two sandbags, a huge display shelf full of all kinds of weapons, long knives, short knives, pistols, snipers, charges, everything.

On a small blackboard opposite, there are a lot of photos, the man in the photo is Peng Xin, the photo is divided into four rows, there are photos of Peng Xin entering and leaving Tibet, there are photos of Peng Xin arriving in Xichuan, there are photos of Peng Xin entering Mengyuan, etc., but the last one is a photo of Peng Xin at Pubei Airport in the magic capital, and Peng Xin's face on the photo was crossed.

The old man walked to the small blackboard, picked up Peng Xin's last photo, remembered that more than four years ago, when he returned from the magic capital, he spent a fork on this photo, and then decided never to kill anyone again, and Peng Xin also gave him a successful end to his killer career.

Unexpectedly, it was such an inconspicuous person, a college student, a star, an ordinary person, who made him miss, although he did not kill Peng Xin out of employment, but the old man who had never made a mistake in his career felt ashamed, as if thousands of people were standing in front of him, slapping his mouth, telling himself, you are old, you are old, the old man tore Peng Xin's photo to pieces.

"Damn, Zhao Guozhong, sooner or later I'll let you taste the bullets. The old man hated Peng Xin, but he hated Zhao Guozhong even more.

Zhao Guozhong, who was far away in Yanjing, sneezed, took out a tissue, wiped his nose, and threw it into the paper basket next to the table.

"Third brother, this is the list of tomorrow's engagement banquet, see if there are any omissions?" Zhao Guodong pushed the list of guests for the engagement ceremony in front of Zhao Guozhong.

"Gordon, you don't have to do these little things yourself. ”

"The engagement ceremony of the third brother, how can I not do it myself, my subordinates will do it, I don't worry. Zhao Guodong said seriously.

"Well, send Peng Xin an invitation. Zhao Guozhong didn't look at the list, but pushed the list back.

"To him, nothing will go wrong, right?"

"It's okay, I heard that this guy has amnesia, I just want to see his attitude, whether he really has amnesia!" Zhao Guozhong's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Okay, I'll do it!" Zhao Guodong stood up and said.

"Wait, where is Xue Na now?" Zhao Guozhong asked as he stopped Zhao Guodong.

"This time, it should be in her Yanjing apartment, do you need me to confirm it?"

"She shouldn't know that Peng Xin is home, so take care of her for me. Zhao Guozhong said.

"Don't worry, third brother, it's no problem to have me. Zhao Guodong assured.

"Go ahead. Zhao Guozhong pinched his forehead and said.

After Zhao Guodong left, Zhao Guozhong called Xue Na's mobile phone and picked it up after a few sounds.

"Nana, what are you doing?"

"I'm getting ready for bed, is there anything wrong?"

"No, I miss you. ”

“........ Got it. ”

"Early tomorrow morning, I'll ask Guodong to pick you up. ”

"Okay. ”

"Then you should rest early, good night. ”

"Hmm. ”

Hanging up the phone, extinguishing the bedside lamp, and covering the quilt, Xue Na opened her eyes and looked directly at the roof of the shed, where it was pitch black and there was nothing.

There was a knock on the glass.

Xue Na's heart suddenly, and her pores opened in an instant, her floor was eight floors, it was a villain, she grabbed the quilt and leaned in, the patio door was locked, and there was no one in sight through the thick curtains.

"Who?" the sound of knocking on the glass continued, and Xue Na plucked up the courage to ask.

"It's me. ”

Xue Na couldn't hear clearly, put on her clothes, ready to take a look, barefoot, walked to the door of the terrace, gritted her teeth and reached out to grab the edge of the curtain, and slowly pulled a crack.

Xue Na was shocked, although she looked at the figure through the patio door, under the moonlight, a familiar face, it wasn't him, who else would it be?

Xue Na opened the buckle of the patio door, Peng Xin pushed the door and walked in, Xue Na immediately closed the patio door and closed the curtains.

Xue Na turned on the standing lamp next to a sofa.

The two looked at each other, observing each other, Peng Xin felt that Xue Na was getting thinner and thinner, her body was very thin, and when she saw Xue Na, there was still some inexplicable tingling in her heart.

"Nana, long time no see, you've lost weight. Peng Xin was a little embarrassed, after all, the two had broken up and had not seen each other for a few years, and they met in this way.

"You're also a lot darker, where have you been for more than four years?" Xue Na couldn't control her emotions and looked a little excited.

"I, I had an accident, and then I lost my memory, and Yu Ning found me some time ago. Peng Xin scratched his head and said.

"I see, I thought... What happened to you? Can you tell me about it?" asked Xue Na nervously.

"I don't know who I offended, I was shot in the back of the head, and I'm already looking into it. Peng Xin said lightly.

"What, do you know who did it?" Xue Na asked, clenching her fists.

"I don't know, I haven't offended anyone, just that Qiao Shiyong is my enemy, but just that little friction, I won't hire killers to deal with me again and again. Peng Xin thought for a while and said.