Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Cold Game

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, the thin man reacted extremely quickly. He took a step forward suddenly, leaned into his arms with one hand, and stretched out Qi Shu behind him with the other, his eyes gathered to light, and the muscles in his body instantly tensed, like a beast that chose people to be devoured, exuding a terrifying bloody aura from head to toe.

Qi Shu didn't have a trace of fear, he stood in the night breeze gracefully, looked up at a place on the second floor, his slender neck looked charming against the backdrop of the luxurious black dress, and his black eyes seemed to be able to see what terrible things were happening there through the golden satin curtains.

The faint moonlight casts on the night, perhaps, as the old saying goes, the murderer kills him forever? But Lian Zizhong is Lin Zhen's person after all, how could Liu Tianlai have such courage, or did he have no choice?

Qi Shu forcibly suppressed the idiot curiosity that turned back to take a peek at the end, patted the thin man's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Little fourth brother, don't be so nervous." This is Qingzhou, not Guanshan. There are not so many dangers, and no one dares to turn against me......"

The man known as Xiao Si didn't look back, still highly concentrated, and said, "Mr. Gu specially asked me to come over, it won't be because Qingzhou's Chaotian donkey meat is made of Biguan Mountain, right?" Quite a few words"

Qi Shuwan smiled and said, "Fourth brother, I heard a cold joke from your mouth, but it really surprised me more than Mr. Gu didn't drink Biluo Spring Tea." ”

Qingzhou has been in turmoil for several months, and with Qi Shu's connections and relationship network, she still can't understand the root cause hidden under the fog. Gu Shitong sent Xiao Si back to Qingzhou to protect Qi Shu personally to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"A child can smash the head of a public security bureau with a smile on his face and bleed. Miss Qi, I don't think it's as safe as you think. “

Qi Shu remembered the scene just now, and said with a rare wry smile: "The people of Qingzhou are fierce, and it is common to start a fight if they don't agree with each other. But tonight, it depends on which of them has more confidence......" She paused, her tone became cold, and said: "Let's go, if someone wants to fight, it's up to them." Whoever lives and who dies is just a clown singing on the stage after all, so let's just watch the play with peace of mind. ”

In a private room on the second floor. Waiting for Qi Shu and Lin Zhen to leave, Wen Liang helped Xie Yan up, let her sit down on the chair, and took out a clean cup from the small wine cabinet by the door, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over. Xie Yan took the teacup, looked up at Wen Liang, as if whispering, and said softly: "You're okay, it's good!" ”

"It's all gone, don't worry. Drinking saliva will warm it up......" Wen Liang smiled and pointed to the steaming tea, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Shouldn't you be in school today, Friday?" How did you get here to be a waiter? ”

According to what Wen Liang learned from Liu Zhihe, Xie Yan is already in her third year of high school, and she should not drop out of school without special circumstances, and if she wants to drop out of school due to her family situation, she will not leave school until she is still half a year in her third year of high school. In this era, the high tuition and miscellaneous fees are still one of the heaviest burdens for a family, and the means of social and state assistance are very limited. Although the Hope Project initiated by the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and the Youth Foundation in 1989 has become the most influential and widely participated public welfare undertaking in China by 95 years after the inscriptions, approvals and donations of many major leading comrades, but urban families in need like Xie Yan want to benefit from it. It's still a very difficult thing.

As soon as Wen Yu's words came out, she regretted it a little, it was not too late to ask these things later, she had just experienced some humiliation and fright, and she was hurt physically and mentally, and she was afraid that it would hurt even more when these unpleasant things were mentioned again. Wen Liang was about to casually stagger the topic, Xie Yan said in a low voice: "Today, the school organized a visit to Yishan County, and each person had to pay twenty yuan, so I asked for leave and didn't go." It just so happened that my mother was sick and couldn't go to work, so I came here to work for her......"...,

It turned out that Xie Yan's mother worked as a dishwasher in this Yuxiangyuan, and yesterday she was bedridden at home with a severe cold, and her salary would be deducted for taking leave, and it happened that Xie Yan's 19th middle school organized senior high school students to visit Kong Puzhou's memorial hall today - this should be the unified planning of the Municipal Education Bureau, and each school took turns to participate in the study at different times, so she went to work here instead of her mother. There was a little girl who passed the vegetables who was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and when she saw Xie Yan's eyebrows and beautiful eyes, she asked her to help send a plate of chrysanthemum whole fish to Lin Zhen's private room, and then what happened just now.

Wen forgave was silent in his heart, the visit of No. 1 Middle School did not allow students to pay additional money, but at the beginning of the school year, each person paid 50 yuan for the class, and it is conceivable that just one such activity, relevant people can also get certain benefits from it. This is also a phenomenon with very domestic characteristics, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and the vulture can pluck the feathers on its head, and it is not afraid of cold if it is greedy!

Maybe in the eyes of these big people, twenty yuan is just the price of a cup of tea, but for Xie Yan. But it's almost an unclimbable mountain. Wen Liang doesn't need to ask, and he can guess what kind of rumors those who are jealous of Xie Yan on weekdays, and he has pity for this strong girl.

Xie Yan wrapped his hands around the cup, as if he could feel a little warmth from it, his delicate body shrunk back in the chair, the redness and swelling on his face did not dissipate, but became more severe as the wound overflowed, and the blood on his calves stopped, but the spots and blood marks left on the white and tender skin all showed that the girl had just experienced an ordeal.

Liu Tianlai had already tied Lian Zizhong's hands with a belt, this guy originally relied on Lin Zhen as a backer, and he didn't take Liu Tianlai very seriously, so it was a big deal to say something apologizing and fool the scene, and he would calculate it later. Unexpectedly, Liu Tianlai actually pushed Lin Zhen's face, and he had a posture of going to death, so he panicked, and kept pulling relationships with Liu Tianlai, reminiscing about old feelings, and trying to find an entry point to settle this matter.

At this time, what he thought in his heart was that he was just afraid that Liu Tianlai would make a fuss about pulling out the gun, and he would be punished if he didn't do it. If it was in the past, it would have been forgotten, but he was planning to follow Lin Zhensheng to Guanshan, and at this critical time, there would be stains left in the file, and it was likely that the bamboo basket would be empty. If people can't leave, and offend Liu Tianlai again, he will be mixed up in the Qingzhou public security system.

Now in Qingzhou, who doesn't know that Liu Tianlai is Xu Fuyan's person, and he is also the most popular candidate to succeed Zhao Xinchuan as the next director. The worst thing in officialdom is to offend your top boss, and you can't even shudder when you think about it.

Wen Liang walked over, picked up Lian Zizhong's 64 pistol from the side, and said with a smile: "Director Lian, your majestic appearance just now really scared my brother's guts......"

Lian Zizhong was turned over by Liu Tianlai and sat on the ground. Busy with a smile: "It's because I don't even know Taishan with the fat man's eyes, and I took the liberty to bump into my brother." Director Wen and I are both good friends who have drunk alcohol, and we will come to the door tomorrow to make amends. I just hope that my brother will help me say a few kind words and let Liu Ju let me go! ”

"How can this be deserved? What kind of character are you, whoever offends you will die, I have to beg you to let my little brother go. Isn't that right, Director Liu? ”

Liu Tianlai said coldly: "Lian Zizhong, you are really bold, the government is giving you a gun to let you play prestige and bully people?" Fortunately, I ...... just now, "Now when I think of Liu Tianlai, I am still afraid for a while, and the first time I saw Wen Liang being pointed at a gun, he was used to seeing many storms and waves, and he couldn't help but feel weak in his feet. This qiē is all thanks to the fat man, and Liu Tianlai really killed his heart. What's more, he thinks he still understands the gentle character, don't look at this young man who smiles and talks very well all day long, he really wants to start a fire, and he definitely deserves the words ruthless.

Those who fell under his calculations are the best example of this! …,

Therefore, Liu Tianlai made up his mind, and he would never open his mouth to help Lian Zizhong say a word of exculpation, if he offends someone, he must be prepared to be offended, this is a very simple truth!

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't have scared people with a gun. I really drank too much, my head was dizzy, Liu Ju, you must believe me at this, I really dare not shoot, really. ”

Liu Tianlai didn't answer, to say that even Zizhong didn't dare to shoot, that's, but to say that he really wanted to shoot just now, that's not necessarily.

But Wen Liang stood in front of his gun, who would dare to let Lian Zizhong go this time because of this "necessarily"?

"Don't dare?" Wen Liang spun the gun in his hand, and suddenly slapped him hard in the fat face with the handle of the gun. Lian Zizhong screamed in pain, and half of his face suddenly swollen. Blood oozed from the gums ran down the corners of his mouth, and one eye narrowed into small slits, and he couldn't open it.

Wen Liang felt disgusted when he saw his face, he really didn't dare after knowing his identity, but what if an ordinary person offended him like this? If he hadn't gone through, how would Xie Yan have been tortured by him, and what kind of nightmarish night would he experience?

Wen Liang never wants to speculate on others with the greatest malice, but reality has proven time and time again that people's hearts are always a hundred times crueler than the limit you can think of, especially a person like Lian Zizhong, who is used to being arrogant, this time he can pull out a gun, and next time he dares to kill!

Lian Zizhong suffered this time, knowing that things couldn't be good, he turned his heart sideways, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Wen Liang, and scolded: "you MB, what kind of strength do little B cubs have to do with Lao Tzu, even if Wen Huaiming comes, he doesn't dare to do this to Lao Tzu!" You wait, with Director Lin here, it's not so easy to bring down Lao Tzu! ”

Wen Liang didn't move, let him spit on his collar, smiled indifferently, pulled the sleeve with his left hand, loaded the bullet with a bang, hammered down, and then slowly aimed the gun at Lian Zizhong's head, and said: "I've heard that the 64-style nickname is called a small smashing cannon, and I can't shoot a drop of blood against my head, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

Liu Tianlai's heart tightened, staring at Wen Liang's hand, opening his mouth but not speaking. He didn't think that Wen Liang would really shoot and kill, and even Zizhong didn't deserve to make him pay such a big price.

Even Zizhong, like Liu Tianlai, didn't believe it, and shouted with a stiff neck: "You dare to shoot and try...... Try ......"

As soon as the word "try" came out, Wen Yu's eyes were cold, his face was gloomy and terrible, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation, because he used too much force, and he could see the tense green tendons on his hand holding the gun. The barrel of the gun stared at Lian Zizhong's head and rushed forward, and he was about to splatter blood on the spot.

"Don't!"

Liu Tianlai shouted, and was about to pounce to block Wen Liang, but his body stopped in mid-air and did not move.

The gun didn't go off!

Lian Zizhong's second word "try" came to an end, his blood-stained face revealed a kind of dead man's blue gray, his pupils suddenly contracted and then enlarged into an exaggerated shape, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground, his fat body curled up in a ball, every piece of fat on his body was trembling violently, and there was a snoring and snoring panting from his mouth and nose, which made people worry about whether he would hang up like this.

Wen Liang withdrew his right hand, looked at the Type 64 pistol with a puzzled expression, and said, "The trigger can't be pulled?" Director Liu, what's going on? ”

Liu Tianlai's open mouth hadn't closed yet, his heartbeat seemed to stop in an instant, and it took a while before he took a breath and snatched the gun from Wen Liang's hand.

Fortunately, the fuse on the left side of the sleeve did not open!

Well, that's not right!

Liu Tianlai is an expert in playing with guns, especially this pistol designed in the 60s and produced in the 80s, the appearance is beautiful and delicate, the gun body is small and exquisite, and it is very convenient to carry around, but because the size is too small, the lack of deterrence and the power is too small, the front-line police are rarely equipped to use, generally used by middle and senior police officers for self-defense, and gradually become a symbol, with 64, it means that your level has reached a certain status, that's all. …,

That's why this gun has the nickname of "small smashing cannon", but no matter how powerful it is, it is also a gun, and it is absolutely fatal to shoot at a person's head. Wen Liang pulled the sleeve, and it was already in a firing state, but now that the hammer was in place, and the manual safety was turned off, he could only press the safety down before pulling the trigger, locking the trigger.

Liu Tianlai has never complained like this, there is a feeling of grievance and wants to cry, you are really playing with the dead, even if you are self-loyal, why did you scare my old Liu half to death?

Wen Liang winked at him, reached out and took the gun, and said, "Director Liu, how do you play with this gun?" You teach me! ”

"That's right, this way...... That's right, that's it, when firing a gun, open the safety, push it up horizontally, and pull the hammer down. That's ......."

Liu Tianlai is very good, since he understands the meaning of meekness, he doesn't mind playing games with him, if this can let this person vent his grievances a little, it is much better than really causing people's lives.

"Director Lian, I'll count to three, if you don't get up again, I'll shoot!"

Lian Zizhong's spirit was completely crushed by the moment just now, and he rolled up from the ground with a grunt, bent down and begged: "Wen Shao, Wen Shao, I was wrong, I know I was wrong." I don't dare anymore, you let me go, my cheap life is not worth your dirty hands, really, not worth it! ”

Wen Liang pointed the gun at Lian Zizhong's head again, and said with a smile: "I don't like anything, but I don't like dirty." Director Lian, when you go to the Netherworld, you must remember that you must not be arrogant when you are a ghost......"

"Wen Shao, don't, don't ......"

"Horn!"

The gunshot rang out, Lian Zizhong's legs weakened, he knelt down, his mind was blank, and the whole person seemed to fly, gradually turning into a virtual shadow, and dissipating without a trace. ……，