Intermittent personality deficit.

Gu Chengren really couldn't think of other professional terms to describe Zuo Jichuan who was sitting in the corner with a murderous aura.

On weekdays, he looks at the harmlessness of humans and animals, and he is gentle to everyone with a smile. Once you have a girlfriend, you will spoil each other to the sky, and there is no lower limit.

But I really hate a person, and when I turn my face, it's to the point of being ruthless, shameless, and vexatious.

"How can you hit a woman?" Gu Chengren sighed weakly.

After receiving the call, he came back without saying a word, and as soon as he climbed upstairs, he saw Mu Jingran, whose face was red and swollen and his eyes were empty, kneeling at the door of his house, with a posture of being sucked by someone's soul.

Listening to the next-door neighbor replaying the replay, Gu Chengren was stunned to find that Zuo Jichuan actually had the day when he beat a woman.

"It's over, the majority of fans will definitely abandon you." Gu Chengren shook his head, took out a can of ice Coke from the refrigerator and drank it.

Zuo Jichuan leaned on the sofa, looking down at the photos in the digital camera, although the film festival can be opened, but because of the venue, the number and quality of photos also have a certain impact.

Gu Chengren saw that he was unwilling to take care of himself, and his eyes rolled: "Hey, do you think my neighbor is weird?" ”

Zuo Jichuan raised his head and remembered Hans's classmate who obviously couldn't afford to pay the closing fees at home.

This kind of scene of breaking up lovers tearing up can be seen everywhere in China, but in the United States, you don't necessarily meet a person after driving for an hour, in this kind of small apartment in the suburbs, you don't see this wonderful scene and don't look dead?

"I've never seen him, and he doesn't usually go out much. But don't you think there's something weird? Gu Chengren leaned on the refrigerator and thought about it seriously.

Zuo Jichuan looked at him, a little puzzled. Gu Chengren is not the type who can become interested in other people lightly. It's better to say that when he sees people, he mostly hides and walks. Because of the profession, you can often see the resentful spirits hanging on each other's bodies at any time. It couldn't be more disturbing.

Gu Chengren squinted, recalling the relationship between Fang Cai and Hans. That strange feeling......

"Should check it out again." Gu Chengren put down the drunk Coke can, took out the throwing stick from the drawer and tucked it on his back and was about to open the door and go out.

Zuo Jichuan's eyelids jumped and grabbed him: "Do I need to bring a slinger stick to my neighbor's house?" ”

Boy, are you going to visit your neighbors or are you going to rob?

Gu Chengren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "By the way, the aura on his body is very similar to a white tiger." ”

White tiger? Zuo Jichuan frowned, what do you mean? Do you mean to be two like the White Tiger, or to be as good as the White Tiger?

White tiger:...... Are you complimenting me?

You must know that the real killer is not an idol star who is recognized every minute when he walks on the road.

Although their momentum is different from others, a good killer will naturally integrate himself into the surrounding environment.

rushed over and cut people directly, and the one who was not called a killer was called two hundred and five. A true master is one who has taken someone's life in an instant when he smiles. At the moment when the other party was dying, what he felt was still the killer's sincere smile and gentleness.

This is the real master.

Gu Chengren wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and there was a killer next door...... No matter how you think about it, you can't make people happy. Not only that, but he didn't see the slightest resentment when he looked at Hans. What does this mean? This does not mean that the other party has not killed anyone, but even if he kills someone, he will not be entangled by resentful spirits at all. This can only be done with multiple murderous spirits.

"Brother Chuan, let's move." Gu Chengren said righteously.

Zuo Jichuan rolled his eyes: "You have a brain cramp?" The other party doesn't know that you've found out he's a killer. There is no intention of extinguishing it. Besides, if he was more cautious, he could have made himself so stupid. ”

Gu Chengren shook his head violently: "I don't care, what if he deliberately approached us." ”

It's not that Jason Smith and his son are still in the tomb, who knows if he is dead or not, the old man must be in a rage. If you don't kill you, Zuo and Chuan Smith, the surname Bacheng is going to be eaten raw. If you have money to make a ghost grinder, who knows if the neighbor next door who can't see him once a year is a killer who has sent a killer to fake it!

In the silent space of "Ding Dong", the doorbell is particularly harsh.

Gu Chengren trembled. Don't say that he is timid, only when people die, will people not be afraid. He is an Onmyoji, not an Interpol. Of course, it's more comfortable when facing dead people and youkai. Man is the most terrifying creature.

"You go open the door." Gu Chengren pushed Zuo Jichuan to the door.

Zuo Jichuan was silent, just opened the door, and there was a cat's eye at the door, so he opened the door casually when he was stupid.

It was also a little hairy that was rendered by Gu Chengren's atmosphere, and Zuo Jichuan cautiously looked at the cat's eye first.

All you could see was a black head. It is round, and you can tell from your shoulders that you are wearing a white dress. It shouldn't be too tall.

Zuo Jichuan exhaled, turned his head and glared at the suspicious Gu Chengren. Unless that Hans can shrink his bones, he can't make himself so petite if he is killed.

The door opened, and a translucent young man in a white suit stood outside.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The ghost makes the god send, and Zuo Jichuan speaks island Chinese with one mouth.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zuo Jichuan in confusion: "You...... Are you an islander? ”

As soon as the Chinese language came out, Zuo Jichuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Eh, no, I just looked at you, thinking that you were from the island country." ”

It's not good to be too clean, it's small and compact, and at first glance the Japanese and Korean models are particularly strict.

The other party smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Bai Ze." I'm here to provide door-to-door service. ”

Bai Ze? Gu Chengren poked his head out from behind Zuo Jichuan, and his eyes blinked brightly: "Life-saving benefactor? ”

After waking up, he asked Qinglong who saved Zuo Jichuan in such an emergency. Qinglong didn't mention it much, but said lightly that there was a man named Bai Ze in their group, who was a doctor. The technique is okay, so let him save the scene.

Bai Ze saw Gu Chengren and smiled: "Come and review." Look at how your bodies are recovering. ”

Zuo Jichuan turned sideways to get out of the way and let Bai Ze in. As soon as Bai Ze stepped into the door with his front foot, he heard a sound of troubled footsteps on his back foot.

"Cangqi, you kid is pretending to be Lao Tzu again!" It was almost the same face, and it rushed towards this side in a rage.

Zuo Jichuan silently raised his forehead, who can explain to him where the old man of his family met these strange things.

Five minutes later.

Two people, one black and one white, sat on the sofa.

Gu Chengren smiled and took two cans of Coke and put them on the coffee table. I haven't seen identical twins look like this in years. It's a feast for the eyes.

The younger brother in white clothes has a bright and moving smile, but he has a small habit of deceiving people. The one in black is the elder brother, who usually never wears black clothes, but today he was stolen by his younger brother and had to wear his younger brother's clothes.

"Okay, I don't have the heart to beat around the bush. You must be Qinglong when they come here, what do they have to say, hurry up and say, I have to be busy with something else after I finish speaking. Zuo Jichuan lit a cigarette, his face full of impatience.

Cang Qi frowned: "My brother also smokes, obviously a doctor, and he doesn't pay attention to health at all." ”

Bai Ze gave him a blank look: "You who eat junk food every day have no position to talk about me." ”

Cang Qi looked at Zuo Jichuan with a smile: "Young Master, we were ordered by Brother Qinglong to come and protect you." ”

Zuo Jichuan frowned: "What protect me?" ”

Cang Qi thought for a while: "Oh, Qinglin said, that Jason Smith went to the dream realm and asked if it was convenient for you to go over and help." Otherwise, Chonghua and Luo Chen may both die. ”

Zuo Jichuan choked on a puff of cigarette, and coughed violently while holding on to the armrest of the sofa.

Gu Chengren laughed: "What you said is quite interesting. Even if Jason Smith went, the first thing he should have done was to save his son. Besides, he didn't know Chonghua and Luo Chen, how could he think of killing them. ”

Cang Qi thought about it again and blinked his eyes: "Qinglin saw that there were casualties from the monitor, so let my brother follow." ”

Casualty? Who?

Chonghua hugged the Nine Emperor Princes, and his mind was blank.

Is this world mysterious? Where the hell did the man with the gun rush from? Why shoot her without saying a word? Why did the Nine Emperor Princes rush out from the side at the last moment.

Now that the Nine Emperors have been shot, what should she do?

has never experienced such a thing, and Chonghua is stunned at this time. He could only hold on to the hole in the left chest of the Nine Emperor Princes.

If left untreated, the Nine Emperor Princes would soon be unable to breathe due to the collapse of their lungs.

Who's coming? Who can save the Nine Emperor Princes?

"Xiao Jiu, you slow down your breathing, don't be in a hurry. Don't gasp for breath just because you find it hard to breathe. Be sure to keep the body lì, we'll have a way. Chonghua wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and hugged the Nine Emperor Princes with trembling hands.

The top priority is to stop the bleeding for him as soon as possible, and then think of other ways to stop the bleeding.

Qinghui Garden has become a Shura hell at this time, and there are sounds of killing, weapons colliding, and occasionally one or two extremely discordant gunshots.

Chonghua pressed the hole in the Nine Emperors' chest, once again experiencing the feeling of helplessness.

"Chonghua!" Lai Koharu rushed over from the Moon Gate with two knives.

Chonghua seemed to see the dawn, and shouted in surprise: "Quick, stop the bleeding for Xiao Jiu, he was shot by a gun." ”

Lai Xiaochun glanced at the Nine Emperor Princes in surprise, and he didn't have time to ask at this time. Raising his hand, he clicked on the acupoints of the Nine Emperor Princes.

The bleeding stopped immediately.

Chonghua's heart was a little bottomed, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat on his face, so he wiped it indiscriminately. Chonghua carried the Nine Emperor Princes on his shoulders and rushed into the house.

Lai Xiaochun looked at the maids lying on the ground, what kind of weapon is so powerful, there is only a small hole in the body, but there is no breath of life at all. R1152