[275 who is with her friends]

The pretty boy was woken up in pain.

He had fallen asleep peacefully, and his long eyelashes were tightly closed, but when there was a vertebrae-like stabbing pain in his right arm, his throat suddenly rolled up and down violently, and he let out a low groan, and his whole face was steeply wrinkled together, huddled together, as if he was suffering from severe pain, and after a few painful gasps, he opened his eyes.

What catches your eyelids is a face full of innocence.

The little girl looks simple and cute, sweet and beautiful, not the mold of a stunning beauty, but it is definitely a face that is attracted by her charm expression at a glance and remembers, especially the pink skin that can be broken by the blow, and one more look makes people have the desire to bite it and try it.

"Uh-huh......" The young man groaned, remembering that he had been knocked unconscious just now, and when he realized that he was lying in a weak position, he immediately got up and jumped up, took out a delicate small short gun from his arms and pointed it at the girl, "What are you doing?" Say! Who are you? What is the purpose exactly? ”

Qingtian saw that the little brother woke up, her face was still smiling, but she couldn't figure out his actions at this moment, she looked at the black gun hole, stood up, and asked obediently, "Little brother, can't you see what I'm doing?" ”

The boy leaned sideways, endured the sharp pain in his right arm over and over again, and looked at the girl's feet over and over again.

At this glance, I saw that the girl's footsteps were swinging with a lighter, a blood-stained Swiss short army knife, half a bottle of spirits, and an oval bullet taken out.

The bullet he recognized was his family's homemade bullet, and it was the man who wanted to kill him and shot it into his chest and right arm.

It's just that, fortunately, he has always been lucky, he dodged the bullet that was fired into the chest, and the bullet that entered his right arm was not wasted because of his strong resistance.

Now, he has been taken out, and he has saved his life.

It's ridiculous for the person who wants to kill himself, right?

The young man's lips moved slightly, and he drew a cold smile, with a faint self-deprecation and contempt...... Seeing that the feng shui master from a young family is right, his life is always prone to be in a desperate situation, and every time he is in a desperate situation, he will inevitably meet a noble person to save him from dying.

It seems that this girl, who looks less than ten years old, saved him.

I was knocked unconscious just now to reduce his pain, and although there was pain in his right arm at this time, even if there was no anesthesia, it was not unbearable because of the treatment.

Under such simple and thin conditions, he had just experienced a chaos, but he was still able to make a judgment very quickly, perform a bomb removal operation, and at this time he was neither humble nor arrogant in the face of his own gun, not afraid of it...... What is this girl's identity and purpose?

The young man's mind quickly analyzed, and his eyes were even more vigilant, and the index finger holding the wrench increased his strength, "You'd better answer truthfully, otherwise...... Don't blame me for being unkind, shooting. ”

Qingtian looked at the black robbery hole, and then looked at the beautiful young man with a beautiful face, alternated with each other, and looked at each other for a long, long time before he ordered angrily, "Mommy said, never betray your friends, and don't point a gun at your closest people and friends, you still don't put down your gun!" ”

Friend? The boy rolled his eyes, which alien little girl came running, who was her friend!

"Don't you say yes?" He snorted coldly and threatened, "I'm sorry, I'm going to blow your head out, little friend." ”

As he spoke, he raised his arms straighter, stepped forward step by step, the muzzle of the gun against Qingtian's forehead, pressed against it heavily, forced forward step by step, and commanded, "Raise your hand." ”

Qingtian obediently raised his hand, and began to retreat with his movements, until he retreated to the corner of the wall, and after his back was tightly pressed against the wall, he said innocently, "Little brother, I can't retreat anymore, what if there is no road behind?" ”

"Shut up!" The young man snorted coldly, and there was more anger in his beautiful eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that this little girl was not afraid of him, although she was doing what he ordered, but there was a clear curiosity in her eyes, and there was not even a trace of fear.

The young man was a little frustrated in his heart, his left hand increased his strength, pressed against Qingtian's head, lowered his head and approached her and said coldly, "Report your name, identity, background, and, purpose." ”

He doesn't trust anyone, and the people who saved him for no reason can't be trusted casually, because the feng shui master also said, young master, although you have nobles in your life, but these nobles also have the ability to put you in prison and never recover, so don't be grateful to others.

He lived so long that he was not grateful to anyone, because it turned out that everyone who saved him had a purpose, and all those who had a purpose for him were killed by him.

"Don't say it," he said...... his eyebrows grew cold, "I shot." ”

Qingtian, who was leaning against the wall, stared at him for a few seconds, and then, lowering her hand, looking at him with a pair of big eyes full of wisdom, she smiled and said, "Okay, you shoot." ”

The young man didn't expect to get such an answer, and his eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean!" ”

Sunny day didn't speak.

She slowly raised her hand and gently grasped his hand holding the gun, and ran her thumb through the barrel of the gun and tapped it on the index finger he placed on the wrench......

"Wait ......" The young man didn't expect her to make such a sudden move, he panicked and retreated with his gun.

But before he had time to retreat-

Click.

The thumb pressed the index finger and pressed down hard.

"Hey, you......" The young man heard the sound of the wrench, he didn't have time to think in his mind, he suddenly raised his injured right arm, pushed Song Qingtian who was standing under the gun aside, and threw the gun away.

The moment the gun fell, the boy let out a low curse, "SHIT-!" ”

Song Qingtian, who was pushed away, only staggered forward two steps before steading his footsteps, as if he had foreseen this result, and his face was always full of angelic smiles.

"Forget to remind the little brother, I checked it for you just now, and there seems to be no bullets in the gun", Qingtian's smiling eyes were crooked, and his tone was sweet, "And little brother, I saved you, you also saved me, we just saved each other like friends, right?" ”

(Thank you dear home show luo for the silent flowers, huh!) ）