"Whoever dares to draw a gun, I will kill you all. ”

Xu Jing was like a dormant and roaring beast, making a hoarse sound, and an indescribable chill pierced his heart with an indescribable chill in his eyes, his pupils instantly dilated, and a kind of coldness penetrated his bone marrow.

Got a gun?

Yes.

How many?

Three.

In addition to the person under Xu Jing's bayonet, the other person who rushed in and was kicked by Xu Jing and the person who was kicked down by Xu Jing had a hand and a gun, and at this time, the hands of these three people were stretched out to their waists, and they were about to draw their guns out.

I saw that the man's hand, which was originally stretching into his waist, suddenly stopped after hearing Xu Jing's words, withdrew his hand again, and made a gesture to stop the other two from pulling out their guns.

Is he afraid to die?

No, otherwise he would not have been fearless when the bayonet stabbed him.

Why did he suddenly feel fear again?

In fact, he didn't understand why, he just saw Xu Jing's cold eyes and heard that sentence, and instantly had a feeling that if any of them dared to pull out a gun, Xu Jing would really kill them all, and they all died in vain, which he could only feel after brushing shoulders with death several times.

In this way, no one dared to move, only the girl's coughing and Lin Qingqing's sobbing sound were left in the room, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

After a long while, the chill in Xu Jing's eyes gradually dissipated.

"Veteran?" Xu Jing said.

"Yes. Under the tip of the thorn, the man glanced at Xu Jing with a slight surprise, nodded, and said.

Xu Jing let go of the man with his left hand, and his right hand also put away the spikes, rubbed them on the palm of his left hand for a moment, and patted it.

Thorn, is a military thorn, 56 type three-edged military thorn.

This is a cold weapon that has made a great name in the Southern Xinjiang War, known as the 'King of Bloodletting', no matter what part of the human body, as long as it is pierced by eight centimeters, it will definitely die. At this time, except for the veterans who retired from southern Xinjiang, it is estimated that no one will like to use this kind of cold weapon with a single function that can only stab' but is extremely powerful.

Xu Jing crouched down, his spurs propped up on the ground, and looked at the bag that the girl had thrown aside and the strip of object that had fallen on the ground. The bag did contain several syringes and a rubber tube, but the strip was not the 'rubber tube' he saw outside the window.

It's a bracelet.

The bracelet is made of silver chain with two cyan four-leaf clovers in the middle, which looks very beautiful, and still shimmers in the orange light.

Looking at the bracelet on the ground, his lips were tightly closed, his chin was grinding from side to side, he exhaled deeply from his nostrils, and glanced at the bag containing syringes and rubber tubes next to him, Xu Jing stood up.

Turning his head and looking at the strong man under the military stab for a moment, under the light, if you just look at the right side of his face, he still looks a little silly, but with the three or four centimeter scar on the left side of his face, it is a little hideous.

This person is the strong man who was knocked to the ground by him when Xu Jing came in, and rolled and stood up beautifully. I saw that the two big words 'patrol' were printed on his clothes, but he was a member of the 'patrol team' of the Kowloon Walled City Autonomous Organization.

"What's your name?" Xu Jing asked again.

"Sun Dahai. The strong man hesitated for a moment, but finally answered.

Xu Jing stabbed the army in his hand at Sun Dahai, and Sun Dahai hurriedly caught it and put it away.

Then, Xu Jing took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a thick pile of 500 yuan bills.

"Take a few of them to have a look, if it's not enough, go to Jiuzhou Film and Television Company to find me, my name is Xu Jing." Stuffed the money into Sun Dahai's hand, said.

Sun Dahai took the money, neither pushed it back nor put it in his pocket, just held it in his hand and stood a little embarrassed.

Turning her head to look at the middle-aged woman, she seemed to be a little afraid, and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Xu Jing.

Looking at the girl sitting on the ground again, the cough had subsided, but her chest was still a little undulating, and her body was even trembling slightly. Lin Qingqing, who was next to her, was still holding her, occasionally making a sobbing sound, but she didn't look at Xu Jing.

Looking at the mess around her, and then looking at the girl who occasionally trembled, after a moment of silence, Xu Jing opened the wallet again, took out all the money left inside, and put it in the girl's arms.

"Qingqing, let's go back. He patted Lin Qingqing's shoulder and said.

"I don't want you to care!" Lin Qingqing didn't look back, shook off Xu Jing's hand vigorously, sobbed, and yelled loudly.

Xu Jing gradually calmed down, and suddenly a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"I'll say it again, go back with me!" Xu Jing said with a calm face, suppressed his voice.

Lin Qingqing turned his head and glanced at Xu Jing, there was no hatred in his eyes, but something indescribable, but he saw Xu Jing feel a pain in his heart, as if he had lost something that was most affectionate and deep.

At this moment, he would rather Lin Qingqing hate him.

Stretching out her hand and wiping the tears on the girl's face, Lin Qingqing stood up, raised her sleeve and wiped the tears from her eyes again, and then went out with a 'puff'.

Seeing this, Xu Jing had no choice but to follow.

"It's great to be rich! It's great to be a big star!" Without waiting for Xu Jing to take a few steps, the girl behind grabbed the money in her arms and threw it at Xu Jing.

Dozens of brand-new thousand-yuan bills fluttered down from the top of Xu Jing's head, and Xu Jing stood steadily, without looking back or speaking.

When the last bill fell, Xu Jing exhaled deeply, lifted his feet and walked out, leaving only a room of patrol officers who didn't know how to be good and a mother and daughter who didn't look like a mother and daughter.

When Xu Jing and Lin Qingqing came out of the Kowloon Walled City from the alley, Xu Jing suddenly grabbed Lin Qingqing's arm who was walking in front, turned her around, and in her numb expression, rolled up her sleeves and carefully checked it, there were no pinholes or other scars on the green jade arm, and then grabbed her other hand and checked it, there were also no pinholes and scars, Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Lin Qingqing once again shook off the hand he was holding her and walked forward.

"I don't care how deep your relationship is with her, but I won't allow you to be with a sucker, because I'm your brother, you don't understand!" Xu Jing shouted at her back.

"I don't understand!" Lin Qingqing suddenly turned around and shouted loudly: "You don't understand either! You don't understand anything! She is my friend! She is my only friend in Xiangjiang!"

This sound seemed to exhaust all of Lin Qingqing's strength, Xu Jing never thought that Lin Qingqing, who was usually soft and weak and shy, could burst out with such huge strength. Then Lin Qingqing squatted down in the middle of the road, hugged his knees and cried.

"Big Mai, why are you bullying Qingqing!" At this moment, Zhou Xiaoxun also got out of the car and shouted angrily while standing behind Lin Qingqing.

Xu Jing looked at the two figures standing and squatting in front of him, opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything.

Did I really do something wrong? Xu Jing was upset in his heart.

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"Dad, Mom, you can eat dinner, you don't have to cook for me. That night, the family returned home, and Lin Qingqing said.

"What's the matter? Qingqing, why don't you eat? You see that there are a lot of vegetables here. Sun Jiahui was carrying a lot of dishes that he had just bought, and said.

"Isn't there something uncomfortable?" Lin Jianguo said, carrying a big box.

"No, I'm just a little tired, so I'll go rest first. With that, Lin Qingqing turned around and went back to the room.

"This... Lin Jianguo and his wife looked at each other a little.

Looking at Lin Qingqing's thin back, Xu Jing, who was holding the gift box in his hand, suddenly twitched in his heart.

This day is Lin Qingqing's birthday.