Okay, that's it, the cute author is waiting for the readers to come and tease in the group, and it's easy to push down~╮(╯▽╰)╭

This week, every time there is one more book friend in the group, a new chapter will be added, and the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again~~ You spur from time to time, and the shackles will ...... Only...... Just a change, hum, ╭(╯^╰)╮

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Those vehicles stopped not far from the town, a group of people got out of the car with various guns, and searched the surroundings carefully by the headlights of the car, if Zhuang Zhixuan remembered correctly, it seemed to be the location where the man burned the car in the afternoon.

"My travel bag?"

Zhuang Zhixuan paused, and suddenly said loudly.

"That's right, there's a tracker in there. ”

The man shrugged and continued:

"Of course, my car is too, so you don't have to blame yourself. ”

"So, the Secret Service team is ...... Really?"

Zhuang Zhixuan muttered in a low voice, and suddenly, she straightened her waist again, and said:

"That doesn't justify your betrayal!"

"It's hard to say who betrayed whom. Women, tell me about you, they won't let anyone else be my assistant, especially women. ”

Seeing that he was far away from the group, the man simply pulled over the car, lit a cigarette for himself, and smoked quietly.

"You discriminate against women?"

Zhuang Zhixuan glared at the man and said.

The staring slowly turned into a scrutiny, probably the first time she had observed him so carefully since the early afternoon meeting.

The sword eyebrows that fly obliquely into the sideburns, the dark and deep eyes, the thick upturned eyelashes, the straight nose bridge, the corners of the mouth that are not thick and thin but faintly have a smile arc, and the smooth and fair face are very similar to the Apollo male god in the novel.

This is a very handsome man, maybe he won't be so vulgar and frivolous, but he will be an extremely elegant and noble man, Zhuang Zhixuan's heart drew a definition.

"Women, always prone to overflowing compassion. Do you know why I'm zero?"

"Because the last zero died. ”

"No, in fact, a long time ago, my code name was Shi, but slowly, the people who came ahead of me died. Do you know why? Because they're emotionally attached to their mission goals, just like you just did. ”

"That's the little boy just now......"

Before Zhuang Zhixuan's words could be finished, several pillars of sky-high flames suddenly rose from the town in the distance, spreading out towards the surroundings with a sweeping momentum, illuminating the entire area with a transparent light.

Under the reflection of the firelight, a field of flowers connected to the sky was gradually involved in the fire, and the red and white flowers withered and melted rapidly in this raging flame.

Watching a play: burning a town or burning a flower field?

Suddenly recalling the man's words when he left before, Zhuang Zhixuan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

The man is probably really crazy, and the psychological distortion is no different from the perversion!

But what is psychopathology?

If a person is unable to act in accordance with social norms, social requirements, and norms, and the consequences of his behavior are not suitable for the person or society, the person is considered to have a psychological abnormality. In layman's terms, it is psychopathic.

"In the past, hibiscus flowers have become broken intestine grass, and when can they be good. ”

Ignoring Zhuang Zhixuan, who was distracted, the man actually dropped back into the book bag, flipped through the poor sourness, and read the Tao seriously.

"You want to say?"

Zhuang Zhixuan frowned and said suspiciously.

"The broken intestine grass is unknown, its flowers are beautiful, the name is hibiscus flower, and now it is called - poppy. ”

"You mean, this town is poppy-grown!"

Looking at this vast flower field like an ocean, Zhuang Zhixuan's delicate face was full of shock.

"Look, what a beautiful flower, there is no such a big field of flowers and such beautiful flowers on this land. ”

The man took a deep puff of his cigarette, and his eyes were full of pity and pity.

"But they're poppies!"

Zhuang Zhixuan shouted in a low voice.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. Before the Tang Dynasty, it was still a tribute, and the knife could kill people, so should the blacksmith be arrested?"

The man sneered.

Knowing that this was sophistry, Zhuang Zhixuan was speechless for a while.

"If you are not guilty, why burn it?"

Zhuang Zhixuan wrinkled her nose and retorted. She knew that if she didn't mean it, it would not be difficult for this flower field to be preserved.

"Woman, have you forgotten that when we met, I sued you? Sometimes, I destroy the most precious thing in my heart with my own hands, and only ...... More pleasure. ”

After taking two puffs of the cigarette in his hand, the man threw his hand towards the flower field on the side of the road, falling into the flower cluster, and soon it would be reduced to a sea of fire with this flower field.

"The woman is innocent. ”

Staring at the sea of fire not far away, Zhuang Zhixuan was stunned and suddenly said.

She knew that the whole town had been evacuated, but the woman had remained in the basement, and now, fearfully, had turned into dry bones.

Lao Zhang harmed her sister all her life, how could she not have caused Lao Zhang to betray the town, and now the whole town has been ruined because of her, and Lao Zhang has also been nailed to the shame frame of the town. ”

"But they're growing opium poppies! According to you, the townspeople are not completely innocent, even if they are not involved in the drug chain. ”

"How have I ever said that they are innocent? It's just an innocent flower, and in ancient Egypt it was still a god flower. Killing people with knives is just the people who hold the knives have evil thoughts, and poppies make drugs, but the people who sell drugs have evil thoughts, so why blame the flowers?"

"You have feelings for them, for this town, and you have feelings for the goals of your mission. ”

Looking at the man steadily, Zhuang Zhixuan was particularly convinced.

No matter how a man argues, if it is not for the affection he has for this place, how can he go to great lengths to find the betrayer and get rid of the troubles forever?

"Boom ......"

The man didn't answer her, but he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated down the road.

"So, is the little boy really dead?"

I don't know when, Zhuang Zhixuan's mood became relaxed and cheerful, looking at the unique night reflected by the firelight behind her, she asked softly.

Perhaps, the man still won't give her the answer, but the answer in her heart has changed.

"Dead. ”

Pouting, the man replied angrily.

However, the man's voice just fell, Zhuang Zhixuan's afterglow inadvertently glanced out of the window, and a red glove suddenly appeared on the side of the road in her sight, I don't know if it was left behind or deliberately discarded, but look at this bright color has not yet stuck to much dust, obviously it has just fallen.

This guy with a mouth full of lies!

Wrinkled the small Qiong nose, and the curvature of the corners of Zhuang Zhixuan's mouth turned up slightly.

Honestly? That's what a fool would do.

Through the rearview mirror, the man also saw the red glove, raised his eyebrows, didn't bother to pay attention to it, shifted gears with his right hand, and the horsepower soared sharply, accelerating in an unknown direction.

The audition ends.

It's not the same, it's very different. If Xiang Nan is a sunny boy, Changfeng is a cold-blooded killer, and Ding Xiuyan is a perfect gentleman, then Bo Jinchen is more like a contradiction who doesn't look very good, is decisive, and has a handsome face but can't be elegant at all.

Street thugs, ruffians, sven scum, like all of them! At the same time, like a duplicitous big boy. All kinds of contradictory temperaments are mixed together, forming a ruffian and noble agent, flesh and blood, which is difficult to hate.