Chapter 149: Xiao Li Flying Knife
Obviously not, then there is only Sun Guoquan. Du Zixiu deliberately slowed down, he wanted to find a solution to this crisis and go home to hug his wife. Maybe Sun Guoquan thought the same way, maybe he found a good time. At Du Zixiu's obvious slowing speed, Sun Guoquan, who had been moving at a constant speed, suddenly accelerated, rushed forward, and steadily crashed into Du Zixiu's car.
In this collision, it is obvious that both cars were injured, if you really want to find out whose car suffered more damage, there is no doubt that it is Du Zixiu's car. The Santana 2000 proved its worth for the last time before it was scrapped. Du Zixiu was depressed, his eyes were sharp, he pushed open the door and got out of the car, he wanted to see who dared to move his car.
Du Zixiu clasped his hands, waiting for the other party to come down, looking at the time impatiently, only to see that the other party covered his face, revealing two eyes, and his eyes revealed murderous aura. Du Zixiu frowned, although the other party deliberately pretended to be, it was not difficult to guess his identity.
"Vice President Sun, am I too tolerant of you?"
The other party was obviously stunned, he didn't expect his identity to be exposed so quickly, but he had been in the mall for a long time, and he had already learned to deal with shock, this accident did not affect the trajectory of his actions, he took out a gun from behind, it should be made by hunting, and it is feasible to use it to kill people. Just treating people as birds to strangle is not only disrespectful to humans, but also disrespectful to birds.
Sun Guoquan aimed at Du Zixiu, pressed the trigger, flicked off the chamber of the gun, and shot straight at Du Zixiu along the route it should have, the speed was too fast, Du Zixiu's head was to the left, the bullet passed through his right ear, and he heard its sound. Some engineering men can calculate the time it will take for a bullet to reach him based on the distance, and he just needs to avoid it a little earlier.
The inconvenience of the shotgun is here, aiming takes time, and he has already missed the best time to kill him. If you insist on carrying this heavy shotgun, it will drag yourself down, Sun Guoquan simply threw it down and attacked Du Zixiu with his bare hands. He has no advantage with his bare hands, and his years of sales experience have made him suffer from alcohol, and his stomach will naturally grow bigger, and his body will be even heavier. And Du Zixiu is different, his body proportion is just right, and few people have really seen his skills.
Of course, Sun Guoquan didn't really come with his bare hands, he came prepared, with a sharp knife hidden behind him. The knife is small and easy to hide, and Du Zixiu is also careless, only when he uses a contest of brute force. He only spent one-third of his strength to meet the enemy, and he restrained Sun Guoquan with only one movement. It's just that Sun Guoquan, who was suppressed, suddenly stabbed hard from behind, although Du Zixiu blocked it in time, with his bare hands, a long hole was cut out of his arm, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.
"Good fellows. The bleeding arm did not affect his dexterity in the slightest, and he tied Sun Guoquan's hands in his suit with the injury. Then he dialed 110 and waited quietly for the police to come and deal with the aftermath.
Sun Guoquan tried to alleviate the rigid situation between the two, and he even hoped that Du Zixiu would let him go. This is impossible, he will never do the thing of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
When the police car came, Du Zixiu copied the recorded image of the dashcam to the police, and drove a large piece of the car to his home impatiently. As early as this morning, the police had obtained Sun Guoquan's business crime record, plus the incident at night, the crime was added to the first degree.
Sun Guoquan confessed to what he had done, and it was only now that he understood that the hairy boy in his mouth was a terrible and ruthless character, and he underestimated the enemy, since he lost, he spent the rest of his life in prison with peace of mind, and he didn't have to fight with others.
When Du Zixiu arrived home, Geng Qiu was waiting for him, and she boiled a simple 100-meter porridge. After a few failures, she can now fry two simple dishes decently, and the taste is really average. Seeing him come back, Geng Qiu waved the spoon in his hand and rushed to the entrance, looking at him happily, not noticing his wound.
Du Zixiu saw her wearing an apron and a big spoon in her hand, and she felt a little proud. He changed his slippers, stepped forward to grab her, and hugged her into his arms, and it was enough to have her there. Geng Qiu, who was hugged tightly, knocked him with a big spoon and signaled him to let go, Du Zixiu didn't let go, so Geng Qiu also clinged to his arm. It was only that Geng Qiu's hands felt wet and sticky, and suddenly her heart tightened, and she used some force to break away, and Du Zixiu let go of her.
The person who broke free found that his sleeve was stained with bright red blood, and there was a cut, which looked like dark red in the dim light, but this color made Geng Qiu's heart flutter. She asked tremblingly, "How so." ”
Du Zixiu only wanted to come back, so much so that he forgot to deal with the wound, to be honest, he didn't feel much pain, after all, this small injury was very different from what he had suffered before. But as soon as she cared so much, it made Mr. Du vulnerable, and he looked at the wound, "Oh, how is it hurt." ”
When Geng Qiu saw his attitude, he didn't seem to know anything. "You don't know such a big opening?"
"I don't know, how did you get it?" Du Zixiu frowned and looked at Geng Qiu pitifully, hoping that Geng Qiu could know how he hurt himself, how could Geng Qiu know, she was not at the scene.
Geng Qiu carefully examined the wound, remembering the wound he had been injured by Lin Heng before, his hand trembled a little, "It's like a knife wound." After speaking, she threw down the spoon in her hand and looked at Du Zixiu distressedly.
Du Zixiu's brain spun quickly, thinking about how to round this lie without making her worry or blame herself, "Knife wound, then I know, I played with Xiao Li's flying knife and accidentally flew to my arm." ”
"What are you doing with knives? Still Xiao Li Flying Knife, are you a primary school student?" Geng Qiu glanced at him, she didn't believe his words, a dignified multinational president was interested in playing Xiao Li Flying Knife, who would believe it.
"I'm going to study the parabolic trajectory so I can design a new product. ”
Although Geng Qiu was still a little skeptical about such a statement, it was more tenable than what she had just said, and she blew lightly on the wound: "Does it hurt?"
"Oops, hiss, it hurts. Du Zixiu said this, gritted his teeth, and shouted. It seemed that he was really in pain, he was really in pain, but this deliberate appearance made Geng Qiu feel that he was bluffing, and the worry in his heart eased.
"Tetanus, huh?"
“。。。 ”
Under Du Zixiu's refusal, Geng Qiu took the medicine box and clumsily disinfected and medicated him.
Du Zixiu did not tell her about Sun Guoquan's raid, because telling her would only make her worry, and he did not want her to worry. All he had to do was feel her care and concern, and that was all he could do. He pointed to the kitchen and muttered, "Hungry." ”
Geng Qiu hurriedly put away the medicine box and helped him to the dining table, in fact, he was only injured in his arm, not in his foot, but I really didn't understand why he was limping when he walked. Geng Qiu brought the porridge and side dishes, and Du Zixiu pointed to the place where the blood clotted, "It hurts." ”
Men are more coquettish than women, don't you eat when you see the pain? Geng Qiu patiently handed him a spoon, but Du Zixiu did not reach out to take it, but shook his head, very dissatisfied with her slow reaction. "Hey. ”
Geng Qiu blushed instantly, he hadn't fed a man when he was so big, of course, when she was in the ward, she had enjoyed Du Zixiu's careful care, Geng Qiu took the bowl and blew lightly, just treat it as a courtesy. The delicate rose gold metal spoon held a spoonful of piping hot porridge and handed it to his mouth, Du Zixiu frowned, and couldn't help but scold: "Didn't she see that there was smoke? This is to burn me?"
He looked at her as if I didn't know, why didn't you drink, and sighed: "Blow." ”
"Oh. Geng Qiu panicked, she still lacked the experience of taking care of people, and then she found that the temperature transmitted by the metal spoon was very hot.
After only a few mouthfuls, Du Zixiu was reluctant to let her be hungry, he took the spoon and ate it bite by himself, but what he enjoyed was the process of her feeling sorry for him. Geng Qiu raised her head from time to time, her eyes collided, she lowered her head shyly, she was also a married person, she still had some unreal feelings, maybe it was too easy to lose, too difficult to gain, she saw that he still lacked some sense of security.
Su Yingyu knew everything about herself, and for the last time, she wanted to leave, leaving this brocade dust. A woman has been selfish and jealous, and in the end, for the sake of the man she loves, she makes the decision to miss her life.
Before leaving, she still wanted to see Su Furong again, and when she heard that Su Furong was imprisoned in a drug rehabilitation center, she had no waves in her heart. This is what she should bear, and everyone should pay for the mistakes they made, and the size of the cost is directly proportional to the size of the mistake.
Mo Sifan said that he would send Su Furong to court, but she had to quit her addiction before that. Su Yingyu nodded, as if he was talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
It's just that she offered to let Mo Sifan take her to see Su Furong again, but Mo Sifan didn't refuse.
Su Yingyu naturally put on a mask and a fisherman's hat, her hair was spread out, and the strangeness on her face was roughly covered.
The two of them didn't say much along the way, and Su Yingyu peeked at Mo Sifan with her afterglow, wanting to remember everything about him. Just like now, he is fully engaged in driving, touching his nose with one hand and controlling the steering wheel with the other. The outline of his side face was like a sketch sketch, reflected in Su Yingyu's mind.
She will always remember the way he looked in a suit, the way he scolded herself, the way he hugged her, and the way he said he got married......
All this, the happiness she had at her fingertips.