Han Xiaoyi looked blankly at Lin Ze who was nesting on the sofa.

His face was still pale, but his eyes had gradually regained their luster.

His cold body gradually regained its body temperature, although it was still a little cold compared to himself.

The three gunshot wounds on his body were dealt with in a way that Han Xiaoyi didn't dare to look at.

The simplest and most original way.

Fire.

Burned the iron rod red, directly burned those rotten muscles, and sealed the wound - frankly speaking, the eldest lady of the Han family watched Lin Ze finish all this without a red face and a heartbeat, and her legs were weak.

Is this something that a normal person can bear?

Ordinary people who have been treated with anesthetic and have surgery are very worried about the pain after the anesthetic. But what about him?

Such a horrific operation was performed without any safety measures - if this is also an operation!

At this moment, Lin Ze had recovered a trace of his spirit, and he nested softly on the sofa. His eyes were lazily smoking a cigarette, as if three souls had lost two souls, and he had no strength.

"How are you?" Han Xiaoyi sat next to him and asked cautiously.

"I can't die." Lin Ze said lazily.

"It's unhygienic for you to treat the wound like this." Han Xiaoyi asked with concern. "What if I get infected?"

Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke and pointed weakly at the criss-crossing scars on his body: "Each scar represents a wound. Sixty percent of these wounds were dealt with by me. When have you ever seen me infected? ”

Han Xiaoyi was speechless, and hurriedly poured a cup of boiled hot water for Lin Ze.

Lin Ze smoked a cigarette and drank a glass of hot water weakly. That's a little bit better.

In fact, they can't leave yet.

Although there is not much movement outside, no one knows if the gunmen are hiding nearby, and they only wait for the two to appear before shooting.

And Lin Ze has no physical strength at all, let alone facing those gunmen, Rao is Han Xiaoyi, a girl who has no muscles around her, and he can't handle it.

Waiting—was the only thing he could do.

There must have been people living in this area, and the fierce gunfire that rang out just now must have startled someone to call the police.

When the police came, the gunmen were forced to leave, so they could quietly leave the place.

As for now - the only thing they can do is stay here.

It's very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Han Xiaoyi is uncomfortable. Lin Ze was dizzy and tired.

He is just a normal man who is a little stronger than others and has better physical fitness than others. He is not a blood cow and does not automatically add blood. He lost a lot of blood and had all sorts of reactions. He even showed signs of shock at one point. If it weren't for the amazing willpower, I am afraid that I would have fallen asleep long ago.

But he knew he couldn't sleep now, and he wasn't allowed to sleep. Han Xiaoyi has relied on his whole heart to him, if he sleeps. The eldest lady of the Han family is very frightened, afraid, and nervous.

He couldn't bear to let the girl stand alone on such a difficult night.

"You're cold?"

Han Xiaoyi saw that Lin Ze tightened the futon, no longer spicy, and asked softly.

"Nonsense." Lin Ze muttered in a low voice. "If you try to be put in a basin of blood, I will keep you and your chest will shrink to A."

"I'll go add another futon for you." Han Xiaoyi got up and said.

"Alas, you conscienceless." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke and said sadly.

"What's wrong?" Han Xiaoyi tilted her head and said helplessly. "You're cold, I'll find you a futon, why do you still scold me for having no conscience?"

"You haven't watched TV? Haven't seen a movie? Haven't read a romance novel? Lin Ze quipped. When those men are injured, the heroine will use her body to help the men warm. ”

"You want me to warm you with my body?" Han Xiaoyi pointed to his delicate little nose.

"I didn't say it, you said it yourself." Lin Ze quibbled.

"I'm lying on the couch now and playing with you to push down, you don't have the strength, right?" Han Xiaoyi sat back on the sofa.

"Whether I have the strength or not is my business, whether you want it or not is your attitude." Lin Ze pointed out the crux of the matter.

Han Xiaoyi rolled her eyes and said disdainfully. "I know you're trying to stimulate me and make me feel less sleepy. But--can you find a better way, it's too old-fashioned. ”

"Okay. Then I ask you, have you ever watched a Japanese action movie? Lin Ze's eyes lit up.

Han Xiaoyi is right, he is stimulating the girl so that she will not fall asleep. But in the same way, he was pushing himself - he was almost stretched to the limit of his physical strength.

"Do you mean an action movie with a pretty girl with a huge ugly man?" Han Xiaoyi asked rhetorically.

"That's right."

"Not interested." Han Xiaoyi shook his head and said.

"Hypocrisy!" Lin Ze said hatefully. "I don't believe you haven't seen it."

"Do you think everyone has a brain like you?" Han Xiaoyi retorted.

"Before I became your bodyguard, I heard from my boss that you often use same-sex entertainment to flirt with female agents." Lin Ze said. "Haven't you seen a beast like you?"

"You're asking me about the action movies of Beauty and the Beast, I really haven't seen them. As for the glass action movie-" Han Xiaoyi said with a soft lips very evilly. "That's the occasional look."

“――”

It was late at night.

The man and woman snuggled together to keep warm, and the goose feather snow fell again outside the window, making the old room extra warm.

Around three o'clock in the morning, the area sounded a shrill siren. Wake up this silent residential area.

Pinching the time, Lin Ze pushed the sleepy Han family lady a few times, and said in a low voice: "Go, go home." ”

---Qiao Ba spread out the very finely outlined drawing, his bottomless eyes scanned the route on the drawing very indifferently, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "The lame man's road map is very accurate, and he can predict which way he will go." ”

He said lightly, took a cup of fragrant tea and took two sips, slowly raised his head, and said to Li Si who was standing beside him, "What's the situation over there?" ”

"Everything works." Li Si said calmly. "He also seems to have anticipated that it would be impossible to kill Lin Ze smoothly."

"He's not going to give up." Qiao Bafeng said lightly. "Next time, he'll do it himself."

"If he makes a move, the outcome may be difficult to predict." Li Si said with a serious face.

Qiao Ba nodded slightly, and looked at Xiao Liu, who was standing on the other side.

"Are you sure there are no omissions in the records you gave me?" Qiao Ba opened a small notepad and asked very leisurely.

"Nope." Xiao Liu simply spat out a sentence and shook his head.

"On the record, it looks like he's just traveling." Qiao Ba frowned slightly. "Is it really just tourism? Or - he wanted to hide his true purpose? ”

The study fell into a quiet as Qiao Ba's contemplation fell.

About ten minutes later, Qiao Ba raised his head again, looked at Li Si indifferently and said, "Li Si, you can start preparing-"

Li Si's body trembled slightly, and he straightened his waist and said, "Okay." ”

"Let's go down." Qiao Ba waved his hand.

After Qiao Ba was the only one left in the study, the thumb of his left hand flicked a Buddhist bead, and a trace of cruelty flashed over his gentle face.

"Lin Ze, Lin Ze, you didn't care about it three years ago, but you were too impulsive and reckless. Three years later, you're no longer impulsive, and you're even so old that it surprises me. But you have concerns, and you are full of worries, are you still qualified to fight with me? Qiao Ba said with an awe-inspiring expression. I can even be crippled by Chen Yiliang, what determination do you have to fight me? ”

"Don't be trampled to death by that white horse, we've been playing for so long, I'll be sorry if you quit halfway!"

---Xiao Liu silently exited the room and walked towards the passage on the left. Li Si looked at him deeply and walked towards the passage on the right.

Entering Qiao Ba's study tonight, Xiao Liu got an extremely important piece of information. Maybe this is not a very important thing for Qiao Ba, so Xiao Liu is qualified to participate.

The White Horse is about to do it.

Tonight's gunner was brought by the White Horse from Yanjing.

More than 20 people were killed by Lin Ze overnight. The white horse who once caused a sensation in the Northeast was not surprised at all. It was as if everything was expected.

Gun?

It is true that it can inflict fatal injuries on most people, but for a very small number of people, the gun is really not very useful. Even if these gunners are first-class gunslingers in their own right!

However, do real masters still need to use guns?

Those who use guns, no matter how first-class they are, are second-tier people who can't get on the stage after all. To die one is to die, and to die ten is to die. The white horse guest is not distressed, and he does not care.

Xiao Liu walked calmly to the gate of Qiao's house, squatted down, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

While smoking, he played with the shoddy lighter in his hand.

Smack. Ignition.

Honk. Flameout.

Smack. Ignition.

……

After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Liu seemed to be tired of this boring game, extinguished the cigarette, and slowly got up and walked to the depths of the Qiao family's compound.

When Xiao Liu entered his bedroom, a man in a suit and a middle-aged man in a suit quietly walked out of a shadow place in the courtyard.

Li Si pushed the gold-wire glasses, looked at the closed door with a calm expression, first frowned, and after the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, the frowning eyebrows were soothed. Tighten the thermos box in your palm and head to the heavy door in the deepest part.

I haven't been able to come back after a busy week, and I just returned to Qiao's house today, and Ming'er is going out to carry out the plan again. Li Si wanted to send a supper to Chen Yiliang who was in a wheelchair, whether he ate it or not, this was a piece of his heart.

The snow-washed sky is exceptionally clear, like a white mirror. It is not only people's bodies that are washed, but also their souls.

Is tonight, for some, destined to be sleepless?

~~ There is one more chapter in the evening!