"! You're a funny kid too, how are you doing today, you're actually joking with me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" I have rarely seen Li Muzi look so surprised, and I saw him smile again, "But you kid is also self-aware, you are indeed a 'short knife'!" ”

Fortunately, Li Muzi now knows that he deliberately lowered his voice, if he yelled like before, wouldn't he call those passers-by again.

Zhou Yan's face turned red, biting his lower lip, not knowing whether he was angry or ashamed, and he couldn't speak for a long time. But I saw him put his hand on his waist, lifted his clothes slightly, and then ......

Really pulled out a knife for him!

Is it really a knife?

A short knife that shimmers with cold light!

"! What a knife! ”

Li Muzi suddenly felt powerless, didn't know what to say, and came back to his senses for a long time, and asked blankly: "What do you kid want to do with a knife on his body?" Looking for a chance to cut me down? ”

Li Muzi is a joke, but it's really not much funny.

He stretched out his arm again, hugged Zhou Yan's shoulders, and leaned his body on Zhou Yan's body as much as possible, making a very intimate appearance.

"Zhou Di~"

Is this coquettish voice really made by Li Muzi? It made the pores of Zhou Yan's whole body suddenly contract, and a strange feeling of nausea surged up his throat.

But Li Muzi didn't care about this, he stuck to Zhou Yan, and couldn't help swinging his body, as if he was a little girl who was coquettish in front of her mother, and then kept calling in her mouth: "Zhou Yan~Show me~Show me~"

Sure enough, Li Muzi's behavior was to arouse the sideways glances of many people, and he didn't know how many onlookers were watching from a distance.

"Mu Zi......" Zhou Yan's face was so red that he could drip blood, "Look at the ...... on the side"

Li Muzi didn't care, he didn't care about it, so why bother yelling angrily: "Look at what!" I haven't seen gay! ”

As he spoke, he took Zhou Yan's hand and trotted away.

Running into an alley where there was no one, Li Muzi let go of Zhou Yan's hand, and smiled with satisfaction when he looked at Zhou Yan's flushed face and panting.

"Hey! Don't show me the knife yet! ”

You're welcome, it turned out to be a short knife that snatched Zhou Yan's hand.

Looking at Li Muzi's shining eyes, Zhou Yan could only sigh helplessly, Li Muzi is a knife idiot, and Zhou Yan has known this for a long time. Don't look at Li Muzi's study very hard, but there is a lot of research on these knives on weekdays, especially military knives, and there are countless magazines and materials, and Li Muzi can also be regarded as an amateur expert in this regard.

"The blade is slender, and two blood grooves are opened...... The handle of the knife seems to have been specially treated, and it is very comfortable to hold, but the blade ...... "Li Muzi put the short knife in front of his eyes, and let his eyes look at the blade, under the night light, the blade emitted a strange white light, Li Muzi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

He turned the blade of the knife around, carefully looked at the back of the knife and carefully looked at its handle, and finally at the bottom of the handle, Li Muzi saw a line of words......

"! It's a mad dog! This knife is actually a mad dog! No wonder I think this knife looks so cool, it turns out to be a mad dog! Li Muzi shouted loudly as if he was stunned, and Zhou Yan didn't know what he meant, and stood aside a little stunned.

Seeing Zhou Yan who was still stunned, Li Muzi suddenly had a burst of anger, and it seemed to be jealous, he dragged Zhou Yan's clothes, put his face in front of Zhou Yan's eyes, and asked viciously: "Zhou Yan boy!" Where did this knife come from? it! Where did you get such a good knife? ”

Zhou Yan didn't understand why Li Muzi was so excited, so he could only reply stupidly: "This knife is just a ...... given to me by someone else."

"Sending you?" Li Muzi sneered, "Do you know how much a mad dog costs?" A good mad dog tactical dagger costs tens of thousands of dollars, and then some better ones cost tens or even hundreds of thousands, and you're called PersonalTailor, you know what it means? It's a private custom! Private customization is not just to engrave a name, but to say that this style will not have a second in the world! Hehehe, I can't imagine how much your knife will be worth! ”

Li Muzi loosened Zhou Yan's clothes, looked at the knife in his hand, and then looked at Zhou Yan, who was still in a daze, and said again:

"There is also a dead word engraved on the knife, hehehe, I'm afraid this knife was given to you by a woman, flowers with beauties, and a treasure knife for heroes, you won't be given to some rich woman, right?"

Li Muzi made an unintentional joke, but Zhou Yan's complexion changed suddenly, and he habitually bit his lip and didn't speak.

Seeing Zhou Yan's appearance, Li Muzi had been with Zhou Yan for nearly ten years after all, and knowing that he was a little unhappy in his heart, he didn't say anything more, and handed the knife back to Zhou Yan.

"Then and that, give it back to you, look at your stingy appearance, just give it back to you!"

The short knife returned to Zhou Yan's hand, and the blade was still cold, but in this coldness, it was like Li Muzi's body temperature.

Knife on ...... Why is there a touch of red?

Looking up at Li Muzi, this kid was actually sucking his right index finger, as if he was injured.

"Muzi ......"

Zhou Yan didn't understand when the knife cut Li Muzi, but he was still concerned about Li Muzi's injury.

Li Muzi didn't care, and said with a smile: "I saw that this knife didn't seem to have a blade, so I touched the blade when I returned it to you, and it turned out to be fine at first, but after a while, I found that my fingers were cut, and this knife is really fucking good!" ”

Zhou Yan didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh with him.

As the night darkens, it's not early.

It's just that the people who come and go on the streets, but they don't return to people.

That's when the nightlife begins.

The night market is full of lights, the dazzling shop windows, the endless pedestrians, and the summer heat condenses, dissipates, and then diffuses.

It's a bustling metropolis with a modern hustle and bustle.

On the other side, dim street lamps twinkle like stars, potholed roads, crooked street trees, and garbage and rubbish.

The poor people fell asleep with the sun, and with the dreams of the stars and the moon, they rose with the rising sun.

Tranquility is the side after the hustle and bustle.

Dead silence, but lurking in every piece of land.

The sky is clear, and the stars are brighter than the city's neon lights. You can hear the snoring of this world, and then you can smell the smell that still permeates the stubble burning in the evening.

In the distance, a few dog barks were heard, the only movement of the night.

Distance? Near? Or is it right in front of you?