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A bullet with a few sparks, like the sickle of death, harvested Guo Jin's life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Guo Jin, on the other hand, fell from the air with a stunned face.

Du Cheng was indeed in front of him, but what Guo Jin didn't expect was that Du Cheng was not within the eight meters he had budgeted at all, but twenty meters away.

Under the cover of the dark night, coupled with the fact that Du Cheng was dressed in black, Guo Jin could not lock Du Cheng in the first place.

However, Du Cheng had already locked Guo Jin, and at the moment when Guo Jin vacated the air, Du Cheng also deducted the board machine at the same time, and Guo Jin in mid-air didn't even have a chance to dodge.

However, Du Cheng's face is not very good-looking, fortunately, he is more cautious, knowing that Guo Jin will definitely make a black move, so Du Cheng deliberately spoke to create an illusion for Guo Jin, otherwise, in a close situation, Du Cheng would not have the confidence to avoid the power of the shotgun at all.

If he was hit at such a close distance, Du Cheng believed that he would definitely not feel good.

Guo Jin fell directly to the ground, his consciousness did not dissipate immediately, and his eyes were full of endless unwillingness.

He didn't expect that his own strict subordinates would fail, and the other party would use such a strange way to kill himself and the entire mercenary team.

It's just that he is already powerless to return to heaven, his pupils have begun to slowly dilate, and the gate of hell is already beckoning to him.

"Du Cheng, even if I die, I won't let you have a good time, don't think that you can be safe if I die, one day, you will regret it......"

This was the last sentence that flashed in Guo Jin's mind before he lost consciousness, and even if he died, there was still a bit of hideousness and ruthlessness on his face.

Looking at Guo Jin's obviously somewhat strange face after he died, Du Cheng's face did not completely relax.

Because this is not the look that Du Cheng imagined Guo Jin should have, in addition to unwillingness, there are other things.

But in any case, Guo Jin is dead, although Du Cheng has a heart, but the most obvious thorn in his heart is still pulled out, for Du Cheng, tonight's harvest is undoubtedly very big.

Half an hour after ▂▂▂▂▂▂, several police cars roared in, and after Du Cheng showed the other party the documents of the security bureau, the matter was handed over to the police to deal with.

With the identity of the Security Bureau, and then the middle and upper Guo Jin and their iron mountain-like testimony, there is no difficulty in handling this matter at all, and those arms alone are enough to cheat them.

So Du Cheng didn't pay attention to anything anymore, but drove back to the urban area of F City with Han Zhiqi.

Along the way, Han Zhiqi didn't say anything, but his face was slightly pale, obviously not recovering from the shock.

In other words, no matter how Han Zhiqi looked, he couldn't see that Du Cheng looked like he had just shot eight enemies, and Du Cheng's face did not have the slightest look of surprise at all, but was indifferent, as if he had trampled eight ants to death.

Du Cheng knew that Han Zhiqi needed time to digest, so he didn't say anything, and there was naturally silence along the way.

The car quickly stopped outside the gate of the Convention and Exhibition Hotel, and Du Cheng slowly stopped outside the gate, without any intention of driving in.

"Du Cheng, I'm a little scared......"

Han Zhiqi didn't get out of the car, and after half a ring, she said to Du Cheng a little timidly.

After all, it was the first time I had seen a dead person, and there were eight of them, all of them were shot in the head, Han Zhiqi was just a girl, and it was normal to be afraid.

"Otherwise, I'll stay with you for a while, and I'll leave when you fall asleep at night." Du Cheng thought about it and said softly.

"Hmm." Han Zhiqi nodded lightly, but there was a little more shyness on his face.

Du Cheng didn't mean to go up with Han Zhiqi, but said: "You go up first, I'll go buy something, and I'll come back to you later." ”

"Hmm."

Han Zhiqi answered again, then pushed open the door and walked into the hotel.

Du Cheng drove away directly.

However, Du Cheng did not lie, he did go shopping.

Although Han Zhiqi didn't say it, Du Cheng knew that she must have been frightened, this matter was caused by herself, and Du Cheng naturally needed to be responsible, so Du Cheng went directly to a Chinese medicine shop to buy some calming Chinese medicine, and then went to a wine store to buy a bottle of red wine and some snacks, and then drove to the hotel.

Du Cheng went back and forth, but it took nearly half an hour, waiting for Du Cheng to arrive at the hotel, Han Zhiqi was blowing her hair after taking a shower, and when she opened the door to Du Cheng, her long hair was obviously a little wet, and exuded a faint fragrance, coupled with the delicate nightdress printed with embroidery on her body and her red pretty face, it constituted a scene full of temptation for any man.

Fortunately, Du Cheng's concentration was outstanding, and after smiling slightly, he entered the house with Han Zhiqi, and said: "You blow your hair first, I'll fry some Chinese medicine, you drink it at night, you will sleep better." ”

Seeing that Du Cheng was so careful, Han Zhiqi's expression was obviously stunned, and then her pretty face was lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, but she still said with her head down: "It's okay, I've already blown it." ”

Although there is still some moisture, the temperature in the room is pleasant, and it will dry after a while, Han Zhiqi doesn't need to blow anything, on the contrary, if you blow it again, it will have some impact on the hair quality.

Seeing Han Zhiqi like this, Du Cheng didn't say anything, but walked directly in the direction of the kitchen.

This is the Presidential Suite, so everything is in place.

Han Zhiqi also followed Du Cheng into the kitchen, and then sat on a chair and watched Du Cheng wash the Chinese medicine, and put the Chinese medicine on the stove to boil, and slowly fry it over low heat.

During the whole process, Han Zhiqi never looked away, and there was obviously something more in his eyes.

Du Cheng could naturally feel Han Zhiqi's strange look, but he deliberately avoided Han Zhiqi's gaze, but took out the two hotels and walked towards Han Zhiqi: "Drink some bars, you can relax a little." ”

As he spoke, Du Cheng opened the cork and poured half a glass of red wine for both him and Han Zhiqi.

"Du Cheng, there is one thing, can you tell me?"

Han Zhiqi took a sip of red wine, and then finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most, a question she had never dared to ask.

"Something." Du Cheng vaguely guessed something and did not refuse.

Han Zhiqi didn't speak, but got up and walked towards his room.

Just a moment later, Han Zhiqi took out a laptop from her room and opened a video file.

As soon as the file was opened, a familiar image had already appeared in front of Du Cheng's eyes, and then, the incomparably pleasant and beautiful piano sound also sounded slowly.

In the picture, Du Cheng, who is wearing a black tuxedo and a masked mask, is sitting in front of the piano......

Just looking at this video, Du Cheng knew what Han Zhiqi wanted to ask him.

"Du Cheng, is this you?"

Han Zhiqi looked at Du Cheng on the screen, and asked Du Cheng a little nervously.

Du Cheng actually didn't know that his video screen is now very popular in South Korea, and this piano song is even more popular in South Korea, Han Zhiqi just looked at this video for the first time, and associated the man in the picture with Du Cheng, although wearing a mask, but in Han Zhiqi's eyes, this man is very similar to Du Cheng.

"It's me." Du Cheng didn't hide it, because what should have been known, Han Zhiqi should have known.

Listening to Du Cheng's answer, Han Zhiqi's expression was obviously a little more gloomy.

Although she knew that Du Cheng already belonged to her when she was in the book, after really confirming it, Han Zhiqi found that she was a little difficult to accept, and most importantly, that woman made Han Zhiqi feel powerless.

"Du Cheng, Gu Sixin is your girlfriend, right?" Han Zhiqi then asked, but she already knew the answer.

Du Cheng nodded lightly, even if there was no concealment in front, for this, Du Cheng naturally would not hide anything anymore.

Han Zhiqi's expression couldn't help but be a little darker, and his eyes were also a little stunned, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand to the wine glass, and then drank it gently, but unconsciously, he drank most of the wine.

Du Cheng didn't say anything, Du Cheng wouldn't deceive anything, because that was something he was ashamed of, he just stretched out his hand and closed the notebook, and the music stopped abruptly.

The aura of tranquility is a little strange at this time.

Han Zhiqi just sat a little stunned, and between his eyes, which were originally like a window to the soul, he seemed to have lost some of his brilliance, and even a little hollow, not knowing what he was thinking.

Du Cheng first glanced at Han Zhiqi, then sighed in his heart, and then turned his gaze to the porcelain pot with a faint sound of boiling water on the side.

This kind of traditional Chinese medicine generally has to be fried for more than ten minutes, and it will definitely not be fried in a short time.

Everyone has the right to choose, in this regard, although it is already somewhat out of his Du Cheng's control, Du Cheng still hopes that Han Zhiqi can make Han Zhiqi's choice, if Han Zhiqi chooses to give up, Du Cheng will not actually stop or keep anything.

Because compared to Han Zhiqi's abandonment, Han Zhiqi's insistence made it more difficult for Du Cheng to choose, because in this regard, Du Cheng is not a ruthless person.

(To be continued)