Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air smelled of gunpowder. Several people seemed to be frozen, standing in place and looking at each other.

"Let's go." The black-haired man coldly spat out a word, and looked at the three people not far away with warnings in his eyes.

The two of them stood on the ground with the man who had been bowing his head and was limp, standing motionless and looking at the man who ordered them to go. They don't know what they don't want to imagine if they really go like this.

"Miao Lang can't hold on for long." The man spoke again, reminding the two who were reluctant to leave. "Let's go!" looked at the two of them who didn't move, and roared impatiently.

"Qinzi, wait for us to come back."

The black-haired man looked at the slowly disappearing back, closed his eyes, and turned to look at the man standing aside who seemed to be smiling: "What are you playing?" ”

"Qin Zhibei, your relationship is really not ordinarily good. It's a pity that I can't meet such a brother. Right? Brother. ”

Qin Zhibei sneered: "If you don't have such a perverted mentality, you will have it too." ”

"Well, would you like to sit down and talk?"

Qin Zhibei looked at him with a relaxed look, then looked at the bottles and cans and needles on the table, and squinted his eyes vigilantly: "Qin Zhihao, what do you want to do." ”

"Ha, brother, although we are not biological. At least we've lived together for a few years, and I haven't spoken well for a long time, so isn't it good to sit down and talk? ”

“…”

"Come on, I'm afraid you'll sit next to me and suddenly break my neck." Qin Zhihao pulled the chair aside and sat down, pointing to the chair behind Qin Zhibie.

"Hurry up and talk about whatever you want, I'm going to break your neck, inject all your mess into your body, and send you back to prison." Qin Zhibei calmly said something that was obviously very murderous, and raised his eyes to look at the man sitting opposite him smiling.

"Do you know why I'm trying to make you feel bad?"

"Do you think it's necessary to talk about this now?"

"I didn't want to die, I went out of prison for a few years. So I think it's necessary to explain everything to you. ”

"If you just want to talk to me, why bother so much."

"Qin Zhibei, I'm especially jealous of you. You've been better than me since you were a child, and it's clear that I'm a few months older than you, so why is all the halo on your head. Just like now, I have countless ways to torment you in my head, and you are calm as if none of these things have anything to do with you. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say? And it's not your turn to torture me, and after the matter is finished, Lao Tzu will send you to hell. ”

"Looks like you hate me?"

"I don't hate you, I don't need to be hateful because of a waste, I just want you to pay for what you did. My children, my parents, my sister, Lin Jiong's parents, Li Ba'er, Miao Lang, everything, I want to get it back. Qin Zhibie's sharp eyes stared at Qin Zhihao tightly, and his voice was not very loud, but it was full of identification and strength.

"Qin Zhibie, you are always thinking about how to insult me all the time." Qin Zhihao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let's play a game, okay." ”

"Say."

Qin Zhihao took out a switchblade from his pocket and put it on the table: "Let's test the gun first, and whoever loses will cut off a finger." He had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of perverted excitement and anticipation.

Qin Zhibei chuckled: "Okay." He took a silver pistol from his waist and disassembled it little by little and threw it on the table.

Qin Zhihao also took out a gun from the drawer of the table, looked at the expressionless man excitedly, and swept away the bottles and cans on the table with a wave of his hand, the bottles fell to the ground, and the white liquid splashed everywhere. Qin Zhibei looked at the broken glass, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that was bound to win.

"Now, let's go!"

After speaking, the two of them quickly picked up the things on the table and assembled them, Qin Zhihao looked at the expressionless and serious man with a twisted smile, looking at the pistol in his hand that was becoming more and more formed, the smile on his face froze on his face, and he hurriedly assembled it, but unexpectedly the parts fell to the ground, and he hurriedly squatted down to pick it up. When he got up, he found a pistol pointed at his head, and he turned to look at the person holding the gun to his head.

"I'll cut it for you or you cut it yourself." Qin Zhibei pointed at the switchblade on the table with his chin, and at the same time slashed the pistol.

Qin Zhihao's hands trembled and he popped out the blade, stretched out his left hand and put it on the table, and the knife slowly stuck on his little finger. Qin Zhibei watched the sweat on his head dripping on the table, rendering a splash.

"I'll help you." Qin Zhi smiled, pressed his hand with one hand, held the knife with the other, and calmly cut it hard.

Ah——!h

The man sat on the ground with bloody hands in his hands, and a cold sweat ran down his forehead. He looked at the man sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and smoking with hatred in his eyes.

"Do you still want to play?" Qin Zhi didn't smile and looked down at him.

"Qin Zhifare, you really did it!"

"Everyone is an adult, and you should know if you want to gamble and lose. Still playing? ”

"Play!"

"Still playing? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to keep a finger? ”

"We're going to play big this time, betting on one hand."

Qin Zhibei frowned and flicked the cigarette ash lightly. Looking at the firmness in the eyes of the man sitting on the ground: "Okay." ”

……

"I beg you! Sister, I beg you, help me again, please, please......" The tearful young man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the expressionless woman in front of him with a heavy blow.

"You get up first, you kneel to me, and I will lose my life." The woman said coldly, looking at the originally handsome man's somewhat haggard and emaciated appearance, and was a little moved.

"Don't let Mr. Qin kill him, I beg you!! I know he's made a lot of mistakes, but he can change it. You really can! Sister Lin Jiong, I beg you, help me again, I can do anything, I ......"

Smack-

The man's face had red palm prints, his head was tilted to the side, and he was breathing rapidly.

Lin Wei squatted down and grabbed the man's collar, forced him to look at him, and looked at him with hatred: "Zhang Can, wake up." He's just a madman, can he change? If he could change it, he wouldn't be where he is today! You've come to me again and again for him, have you considered my feelings?! What did you tell me at the time? In order to keep you safe, I have been arguing for many days, do you know?! Qin Zhihao killed my child, that was my child!! Do you know how painful it is for a mother who loses a child?! Zhang Can, I can't solve the hatred in my heart if I kill him now. Lin Bing let go of Zhang Can and looked at the stunned Zhang Can: "If you lie to me once, don't want to make me believe in you again." ”

Zhang Can sat on the ground, looking at Lin Wei in despair, tears kept flowing. (To be continued.) )