Eating with Meng Qingya is a painful and happy process.

Looking at the beautiful and delicious beauties eating spicy and delicious hot pot, even though they are happy, Wang Tianyou has to worry about whether he will accidentally say the wrong thing and anger this Lafayette, after all, his handle is still in the hands of others. When you say something, you have to go through it in your mind first, and only after you think about it do you dare to say it.

This kind of feeling of having a colored heart and a colored gall, but it can't be put into action, really makes Wang Tianyou feel aggrieved.

"What's that, you eat first, I'll go to the bathroom!" Wang Tianyou stood up, said hello to Meng Qingya, who was cooking the food on the plate, and turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

There are tables in the center of the entire hot pot restaurant, which are scattered. There is only a cross aisle left for the passage to pick up the food, and the location of the toilet is obvious, as long as the electronic display board of "C" is not more than 800 degrees of myopia, it can be seen from any position in the restaurant.

The bathroom in this restaurant is very spacious, and when Wang Tianyou entered, it was very deserted, and there was no one inside. When he finished solving his internal anxiety and hummed a little song to wash his hands, he suddenly felt a hard thing against his back.

There was no sign or movement.

Wang Tianyou gasped, and the little song he was humming came to an abrupt end! Years of military service had made him know more about guns than any woman! He didn't know that he was carrying a pistol on his back.

"Boom!", Wang Tianyou's brain suddenly went blank, buzzing, and cold sweat couldn't help but come out of his body, soaking the entire shirt in an instant. Although he had participated in many confrontation drills and had been captured by his opponents during his 10 years in the army, the drills were not loaded with live ammunition! Wang Tianyou could enter the bathroom without being aware of himself or had already lurked in the bathroom, and he could approach himself without making a sound and put the pistol on himself, Wang Tianyou did not dare to imagine the strength of this person.

Feeling the bursts of murderous aura coming from behind him, Wang Tianyou truly felt that death was close to him for the first time in his life.

"Don't, don't be impulsive. Wang Tianyou slowly raised his hands above his head and looked directly at the wall, not daring to turn his body at all, for fear of touching which nerve of the person behind him pulled the trigger.

"I think we can sit down and discuss, I won't resist!, so you'd better put the guy away, in case someone comes in—" Wang Tianyou tried to talk to this person to stall for time and gain a little bit of life. He doesn't dare to act rashly now, the more he has to calm down at the moment, since the other party did not shoot immediately, it means that there is still room for maneuver, and it is a taboo for soldiers to mess up their positions!

"Someone paid 100,000 yuan to buy your life!" is a man, his voice is magnetic but his tone is extraordinarily cold, without the slightest sense of ** color, which makes people listen to it and exude a kind of coolness from the bottom of their hearts.

"100,000 yuan?" Wang Tianyou's heart sank, the opponent did not hesitate to hire a killer in order to get rid of him! And he was followed all the way without finding out at all, and he accidentally caught the way! Damn, this life of the master is worth 100,000 yuan, and he will not be blind!

"yes, 100,000 yuan, RMB!" The man's voice was as calm as ever, as if he was not talking to his prey, but talking to himself.

At this time, Wang Tianyou felt that the pistol behind his back slowly left his body, which somewhat relaxed his tense nerves. Although he couldn't be sure if the muzzle of the other party's gun was still aimed at him, at least it made him breathe a sigh of relief, the muzzle was pressed against a person's body, and those who have not experienced it will never know how creepy it is!

"Is there room for maneuver, or how much money can be used to buy my life back?" Wang Tianyou asked cautiously, holding up his hands, but his eyes were looking around, looking for anything that could be used to turn the tables.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" This is a killer, speaking pure Mandarin, with a cold and ruthless tone, which can attract the magnetic voice of countless women.

"Reason?" Wang Tianyou's pupils contracted violently, his brain was in a state of rapid operation, and he said: "I haven't seen your appearance, and I still have revenge and unfulfilled wishes!

"Oh?" the man's voice fluctuated a little, playfully.

At this moment, the door of the bathroom was suddenly slammed, I don't know when the door was locked, and the people who wanted to go to the toilet couldn't get in, and they were shouting urgently: "Hey, who's inside?

It's now! Between the lightning and the fire, Wang Tianyou gritted his teeth vigorously, it seems that it is not so easy to get out of here alive today! Life and death are in an instant, whether it is life or death, the master has to fight again!

Wang Tianyou exerted force on his waist, turned around suddenly, and just saw a black shadow and was about to punch, but found that a cold iron pipe was on his head again, it was a pistol with a silencer, Wang Tianyou knew, 9mm silenced pistol, generally equipped in special forces for scouts. Of course, the same applies to killers.

The man with the gun was wearing a black suit and a red tie. He is about 1.83 meters tall, has a strong body, bronzed skin, a resolute appearance, sharp edges and corners, and can be called handsome. No matter how much people don't know, they won't associate him with the killer!

The most frightening thing is his eyes, the sharp eyes seem to turn into substance, and he feels uncomfortable when he is stared at, and his heart is secretly hairy. At this time, he was holding a pistol against Wang Tianyou's head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a vague smile.

In front of this person, resistance has become a joke.

At this point, Wang Tianyou's heart is also cold to the bottom. It seems that the master is going to explain here today, goodbye Xueqing's wife, goodbye Yumo Meiniu, goodbye Teacher Murong, goodbye tiger girl Meng Qingya.

"Let's do it, eighteen years later, Lao Tzu will be a good man again. Thinking of this, Wang Tianyou simply broke the jar and closed his eyes, and his tone was full of despair: "I'd rather die standing than live on my knees! Dad, it seems that my son can't save you! Okay, go down to accompany the old man! Save the old man from being lonely! Shoot!"

Wang Tianyou's body trembled involuntarily, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his head one by one. The special forces are not Nezha, they do not have three heads and six arms. At this time, the killer put a gun to his head, not to mention a minor child, even if he changed his mother Shi Shaowang to come over, he would probably have to pee his pants.

The scolding outside the door continued, and Wang Tianyou waited for a long time with his eyes closed, the muzzle of the gun was still on his head, but the killer did not pull the trigger for a long time.

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