Zhao Jin was already completely stunned at the moment, he was angry and wanted to take revenge, he never thought about these problems, this man said it, but he agreed very much, he knew that he knew that in addition to the loud sound, this gun could only fire one shot at a time, and it was indeed very unlikely that he would take revenge.

Zhao Jin looked at the cigarette in his hand, took out one and lit it, took a deep breath, hugged his head a little sadly and said, "Then what else can I do?

"Can you help me?" Suddenly, Zhao Jin raised his head, looked at the man opposite who spit out smoke rings with blazing eyes, and asked expectantly, he could subconsciously feel the extraordinaryness of the man in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not here to help you, I have my own business to do," the man said with an apologetic shrug.

"I'll give you money! a lot, a lot of money! Is a million enough?" Zhao Jin looked at the man as if he was holding the last straw.

"One million? It seems like a lot, but, unfortunately, you probably don't have so much money, your home has been searched by the police", the man said playfully, not caring at all how much this hit Zhao Jin again.

Zhao Jin's eyes darkened when he heard this, he stopped talking, turned his back, sat on the grass, and quietly looked at the direction of the village entrance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Zhao Jin, is the person who broke his arm in the morning your friend?" the man's voice suddenly came out again.

"No, it's just a temporary gangster," Zhao Jin shook his head and said absent-mindedly.

"Then why did he betray you in the morning?" the man asked with interest, and what had happened this morning was known to him in the dark.

Hearing the man ask, a trace of incomprehensible doubt flashed in Zhao Jin's eyes, he shook his head and said: "I don't know, it stands to reason that we all said before, and his share will not be less after the matter is completed, but I never thought that he would actually jump back when the matter was completed!"

"Oh, did Masaki say anything to him?" the man asked curiously.

"No, I didn't say anything, but then I didn't know what Ma San was crazy about, what Zhengji asked and answered, like, it's like a dream!" Zhao Jin remembered the conversation between Zhengji and Ma San that he saw in the crowd of onlookers at the time.

"Dreaming?" the man looked at him thoughtfully, his heart was full of suspicions, judging from the performance of Zhengji this morning, he did seem to have some unknown extraordinary, no wonder the organization was able to be stopped by him when the assassination was carried out.

"Okay, I see, as a token of gratitude for your honesty, I've decided to give you a little help," the man stood up with a sad expression, took out something from his arms, and handed it to him under Zhao Jin's shocked gaze.

"This!This is a pistol?!" Zhao Jin trembled and took the black weapon in his hand, and looked up at the man in front of him in surprise.

"Do you think it's a cannon fight?" follow me", the man said and walked lightly through the woods, Zhao Jin thought about it and struggled to follow, and the two finally listened to it on a high ground.

"Now at 12 o'clock, the graves around the pine tree are all politicians, and the line of sight is the widest and most secretive of your position, and the range of this gun is one hundred and fifty meters. It is about seventy meters from the tomb. There are 9 bullets in it, if you are lucky, you may be able to take revenge tomorrow," the man's leisurely voice came out, and Zhao Jin remembered the man's words word for word.

"That's all I can tell you, and it's up to heaven to see if you succeed," the man said, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's your name, how can I thank you?" Zhao Jin raised his head and looked at the man again, but found that the man's figure had disappeared without a trace, let him look up and down, left and right, but could not find any trace of the man, only the heavy feeling of the black pistol in his hand let him know that all this was real, like a ghost disappeared into the woods.

Zhao Jin searched for no avail, and no longer entangled, fiddling with the gun in his hand, trying to aim at the direction of the pine tree in front of him, he looked at the pistol muzzle black thumb-thick iron sleeve, he who has watched the police and gangster movies It is not difficult for him to guess that this is the silencer, Zhao Jin slowly raised the gun and aimed at a poplar tree not far away, "Bang" A shot was fired, startling a sparrow, but the poplar tree was standing there intact, the bullet had long been missing, Zhao Jin was frightened by the sound and hurriedly fell to the ground, scolding the TV pit man in his heart, where can this silencer only make a "chirp" sound like in the TV.

And under a tree not far away, the man leaned his back against the trunk, glanced at Zhao Jin, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he secretly cursed "idiot".

Masaki slept until six o'clock in the afternoon, and when he got up, the sun had sunk in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in the courtyard, there was a different sense of beauty, Masaki stretched his waist and walked to the courtyard, but he saw a family sitting in the courtyard chatting,

"Xueping, our husband and wife are going to have another child to see if we can have a son to inherit the lineage", Zheng Xueyi glanced at his younger brother and said.

"Do you want another child?" brother, if this child is also a girl, then what should you do?

"Yes, brother, this birth of a boy and a girl is destined, some things can't be forced, in my opinion, your two children are very good now, will it be a little tiring to give birth to three?" Li Xuemei also said.

"Alas, I also know this reason, but I can't help but want a son, the more I look at your family's political discipline now, the more I like it, and the original light mind is thicker this time", Zheng Xueyi said with emotion.

"I agree with Uncle's decision, if you want to have another life, it's not that you can't afford to raise it," Masaki's voice came, and he pushed open the door and walked into the garden.

"Xiao Zheng got up, did you sleep well this night, thirsty or not, aunt go and pour you some water?" Seeing Zhengji come out, Zhang Xiu stood up with a smile on her face, poured a glass of water and handed it to Zhengji.

"Thank you, auntie", Masaki took the glass of water and drank it in one gulp, he was indeed thirsty.

"Zheng'er, you just said that you support Uncle to have another child?" Zheng Xueyi heard what Zhengji said when he came out.

"Well, yes, since Uncle has such a mind, why don't you try it again? Maybe this time I really got my wish?" Masaki put down the water glass and nodded and said, the reason why he said this is because in the memory of his previous life, the uncle's family finally had a third child, and this third child lived up to their hopes, it was indeed a boy, so Masaki would support Uncle's decision, he really wanted to see his younger brother in his previous life come to this world again.

"Brother, don't listen to Xiao Zheng's nonsense, not to mention that the sister-in-law is old and can't stand it, you also have to consider Xiaotong and Xiaoyan!" Zheng Xueping glared at Zhengji and said.

"We also want a younger brother", Xiaotong Xiaoyan said with a smile first, the hope of her parents and the sensible two have long understood that as children, they are naturally unconditional support.

"Age is not a problem, don't you still have me? When the time comes, go to the best hospital, find the best doctor, and I, the future brother, will be handed over to me, and guarantee that he will be born safely," Zhengji said domineeringly with a wave of his hand.

"Xiao Zheng, what should you say to your uncle?" Zheng Ji's words were really touching in Zheng Xueyi's ears.

"You don't need to say anything, uncle, you and my aunt should prepare well and give birth to a younger brother for us as soon as possible!"

"This kid is really getting more and more unpleasant," Li Xuemei said with a smile on her son.

"By the way, Dad, I'll show you something good", Masaki suddenly thought of something, took out a wooden box from the car outside the hospital and returned.

"What's the thing, it's so mysterious," Masahakhei asked curiously, looking at Masaki.

"You can just look at it", Masaki smiled and did not answer, and put the box in his father's hand.

"Hey, it's a bit weighty, it's not an antique", Zhengxueping smiled and turned it upside down, gently turned up the lid of the box, saw the items in the box, his hand shook, and he almost knocked over the box.

Zheng Xueyi's trembling voice sounded, he also looked at the silver-white tiger and tiger in the box in surprise The desert eagle said in disbelief, his heart was full of shock, this kind of thing is an unattainable existence for them, and it can only be seen on TV, he ran to the door without saying a word and closed the door, and looked around, and Li Xuemei and the others also looked at the silver-white pistol in the box with a nervous and curious face, not to mention, it was really beautiful.

"Zhengji! You give me an honest explanation? Where did you get this thing? Don't you want to live anymore? Can you buy this thing casually?!" Zhengxueping, who reacted, looked angry and angry, and looked at his son and scolded loudly.

"Yes, Xiao Zheng, this private gun is a matter of losing your head, where did you get the gun, find a way to return it!" Zheng Xueyi on the side also accosted.

"Dad, don't worry, listen to me explain to you slowly, isn't there a certificate next to it?

"Documents?" Zheng Xueping saw his son's unpanicked expression, thinking of the stability of political discipline on weekdays, he should not have made such a low-level mistake, picked up the documents in the box and opened it to see that the three big characters of "gun license" were printed on the front page, and then it was the official seal of the Chinese government department.

"Gun license?" said Zheng Xueping with some hesitation.

"Well, with this certificate, I have the right to hold a gun, and I won't break the law, this gun was given to me by a friend of mine in Yanjing, and by the way, he got a gun license for me for convenience," Zhengji said with a smile, pointing to the pistol.