Yao Lele looked at Qingzhong in a daze, his brain was in chaos, and then his arm holding the shotgun trembled violently and aimed at Qingzhong.

"Lele!! I'll just ask you a word!! Do you believe me or not?? Qingzhong stared at the beads of his eyes and asked again through gritted teeth.

Yao Lele pursed his lips, snorted and gasped, was silent for about two seconds, and then as if crazy, he suddenly raised his shotgun and smashed it into the head of Meng Hu, who was retreating: "***!! You take another one and I'll take a look! You get one back! You cover your head again!! ”

"Boom! Boom!! ”

Yao Lele at least jumped up, smashed Meng Hu in the face three or four times with the butt of the gun, and then calmed down. Yes, Yao Lele, who has always considered the problem relatively simply, is very contradictory at this time, he doesn't know why Qingzhong attacked Zhang Wei, but his intuition tells him that what Qingzhong wants to do must be unsightly, otherwise there is no need to stun Zhang Wei. But knowing this, he couldn't do it, and pointed the gun at Qingzhong, so he was very casual and sprinkled his anger directly on Meng Hu.

"Smack!!"

Qingzhong stared at Yao Lele for four or five seconds, then slowly let go of Hong Xin's ears, and then without saying a word, he directly pulled out his belt and tied Zhang Wei on the ground.

Then his palms trembled, he took out the cigarette case in his pocket, lit a cigarette himself, and then stretched out his finger to point at Yao Lele, and made a silent gesture on the side of his mouth.

Yao Lele's eyes were quite cold, he looked at Qingzhong expressionlessly, gritted his teeth, kicked Meng Hu's stomach, and then pointed to the corner of the wall.

Meng Hu's face was covered with blood, he squatted on the ground, looked up at Qingzhong for a long time, abruptly gave a thumbs up, and then grinned playfully.

Qingzhong took a cigarette, took two puffs, and pointed to the door at Yao Lele, Yao Lele still looked at Qingzhong without any expression, motionless.

“！” Qingzhong gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone, and then walked out of the basement, squatted in the middle of the steps, leaned his back against the cold wall, smoked a cigarette, looked at the mobile phone screen with dull eyes, and said nothing.

"Smack!"

The cigarette butt fell, sparks sparked on the steps of the basement, and Qingzhong's thumb was placed on the launch button, and his eyes flashed with countless struggles. As long as you press your fingers, you will have no way out, and you will face countless accusations, and even lose the brotherly love that you have always considered the most precious.

"There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. ”

The rare birds and beasts written in the book, for thousands of years, no one has seen it with their own eyes, if you are lucky to see it, we can call it, a precious glance, what Jb does not have to do in the future, just by looking at the eyes of strange beasts, JB can cheat and eat and drink for a lifetime.

We don't have to use the analogy of the underworld, just talk about the relationship between people in the real society, if there are ten people, you encounter financial difficulties, ten people call out, and five people can help you, which means that you have been very successful. If there are three people helping you, it means that you usually pay attention to maintaining interpersonal relationships, and if there is one person who helps you, this is considered normal!!

The financial help is still so!! How hard is that emotion to be able to block a gun for you??

Is it more "precious" than the mythical Peng bird that soars to 90,000 miles???

Qingzhong's teeth were gritted, oozing blood, snorting and panting, his eyes closed, and he pressed the launch button hard.

"Toot toot!"

A busy sound sounded, and Qingzhong's brain was buzzing, staring at the screen in a daze.

"Hey!" A voice rang on the phone.

"I'm Qingzhong!!"

"Qingzhong ???" The voice on the phone was unexpectedly repeated.

"If we work together, you say, can we play together?" Qingzhong lowered his head and said hoarsely.

"Working with you?? Hehe, have you ever seen Wang Chongyang and King Jinlun practicing the Jade Girl Sword together? The voice on the phone was stunned for a moment, and said a little confused.

"If you have a sword spectrum, it can practice !!"

"Tell me about your sword book?"

"Hong Xin!!"

“！” After Qingzhong finished speaking, the phone immediately fell silent, and after four or five seconds, the voice on the phone said: "The score is good, I can compare with you!" ”

In the courtyard at the other end, three heroic policemen finally walked to the courtyard after nearly ten minutes. After a cursory inspection of the scene, the police officer who took the lead, touched the stiff neck of the fisherman, took the walkie-talkie and said: "DW District, Siping Hutong, the first one, there was a shooting, one person died at the scene, and I asked for support from the big case team!" ”

Fifteen minutes later, six or seven police cars arrived first, Wang Ming had a gloomy face, pushed the car door, and scolded loudly: "***! It's crazy!! Let's make Jb!! If you don't make a sudden batch, I don't think it's honest!! ”

"Hulala!"

Wang Ming walked slowly to the courtyard with forensic doctors, jishu members, and more than a dozen policemen, and then glanced at the corpse of the scooper on the ground, pointed to the courtyard and said: "The cordon is up!" Jishu member simulation scene!! Forensic examination of the body! What should everyone else do? ”

After speaking, Wang Ming put on white gloves and walked into the room, first went to the room on the right, and glanced at it roughly. Then put on a shoe cover, jumped on the kang, bent down and picked up a bullet casing, looked at it in amazement for a long time, frowned, and said incredulously: "56 micro rush???? You're a B, do you dare to race your face a little more!? ”

Wang Ming gasped, threw the bullet casings into the transparent plastic bag, then gritted his teeth and walked towards the other room, stood at the door and glanced at it, and asked lightly, "Is there anything that can make me happy?" ”

"It's true, Team Wang, come over and see what it is!" Jishu, who was wearing a white coat, turned around and pushed his glasses, and said something to Wang Ming.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, walked over quickly, jishu pulled his arm, pointed to the side of the cabinet on the kang, and said lightly: "See??" ”

Wang Ming blinked, and his head leaned forward again. The cabinet is actually the kind of two-meter-square big box, which is the standard equipment on the rural kang in the nineties, mainly to put some bedding and sundries.

And the box in front of me, the fuchsia paint brushed has fallen off in some places, and the naked/leaking wood has also turned black, and it has been used for a lot of years. Therefore, Wang Ming pointed to the side of the cabinet several times before he could see a few crooked small characters.

"Meng Fei Bow Chief!!" Wang Ming observed for four or five minutes before he laboriously read a few small characters written in blood.

"Big brother!! Is that reading Zhang Xing?? Also bow long, rub! ”

"Meng Fei?? Meng Fei! And Wang Ming ignored the ridicule of the jishu staff, repeated my name twice, and suddenly slapped his head and said: "That kid's father, is it called Meng Fei???? ”