"See you at 9 o'clock in the evening, see you at the Cyno Bar, don't lead the dog, are you brave enough?" Sign--Cui Qin

I haven't understood it yet. But one look at the payment, Cui Qin, Cui Qin!

No way. Isn't Cui Qin the King of Spades, how the hell did I get his message? Chu Fatzi said that this SIM card was an internal one-line connection, how did he find out?

In the panic, I even had a nonsensical idea: the text message of the K of spades will not be sent in groups.

Damn, it's a bit bullshit, I think, I'm not so eye-catching, and any of my actions this time are top secret, if Chu Fatzi and Chen Yan didn't sell me, how could they be targeted by the King of Spades? This King of Spades is also a bit awesome, too outrageous.

I shook my head desperately to keep myself from thinking cranky, but I found that I couldn't control it, and I had this feeling: in the whole thing, you think you have worked hard, but someone is at a higher level, holding your arms and leaning against the door frame, watching you toss and turn underneath with great interest, like a child's game.

I felt as if I had been teased by the King of Spades, and I was so angry that I threw my fist on the pine tree next to me. Startled the birds in the trees.

At this time, suddenly the phone received another message, I took it out angrily, opened it and saw that it was still the code name just now, and the content written on it almost made me angry.

"Do you have a fist ache?"

I was so angry that I was on fire, can we have fun together?

"Do you have a fist ache?" Damn, damn it, this kid might be nearby, he can see me.

I was in a dangerous situation, and although I was standing in relative seclusion, the King of Spades was still eyeing me, and I was in the light, in the dark. I was very back-to-back. I don't know what Chen Yan and the others are eating, the road monitoring system of the whole city is in his hands, is it so hard to stare at a person?

Then again, the King of Spades, why the fuck are you staring at me? There is a kind of going to bump into Chu Fatzi, I have no information and no information in my hand, and there is only one blind man in my hand who is still a little valuable

Wait, Xu Blind, my head is buzzing, where am I being targeted by the King of Spades? How would he know me? If he is targeted in the hotel, Xu Blind is safe, and if he is targeted on the way out of the blind man, then Xu Blind can be hanging.

Going deeper, maybe, it was the King of Spades who attacked Xu Blind, and then he returned to the scene of the crime to see the situation and met me here?

There were several possibilities in my mind, and each of them was fucking logical. The fucking King of Spades has yours, but it jumped out at this point in time, which makes it difficult for me to reason here.

I didn't care about nervousness and vigilance, and searched around. I searched very carefully, and there were almost no omissions, but I still couldn't see the King of Spades, and I could imagine that the King of Spades might be quietly staying somewhere, wearing sunglasses, and under the sunglasses was a playful smile. I was watching me go crazy in the distance.

I quickly retreated and called my sister-in-law who was taking care of the blind man on the public phone, and the sister-in-law complained to me that the blind man Xu was much better and could eat and sleep, but he was too bored and didn't speak all day. After that, my sister-in-law said to me in a somewhat critical tone, as a junior, the elder is injured, and he has to guard at home, how can there be someone like me, throw the old man away, and don't care.

When I heard that the blind man could eat and sleep, I was relieved. On the way back, I drove the car carefully, and there was a hurried and deliberate emergency lane change, and I quickly changed lanes, knowing that the King of Spades should always follow me to see if I could get rid of him. As a result, it attracted scolding from other drivers.

While driving the car, I watched in the rearview mirror, and ran in the streets and alleys of Baotou for nearly 2 hours, and I didn't find anything unusual from beginning to end. I stopped the car and soothed my tense nerves.

I lit a cigarette and smoked it, rolling down the window to get some air. Suddenly I felt that it didn't make sense for me to go around like this for two hours.

First of all, the King of Spades doesn't seem to want to hurt me, and if it did, I'd die several times. Secondly, I vaguely feel that the K of spades is staring at me this time, it should not be the tracking method used before, although I am not a device, I have also received anti-tracking training in the seven rounds, and the design route, speed, and rhythm are exquisite, and it should not be easily tracked. I think he must have something else to do.

I made an appointment to meet at the bar at 9 o'clock, and it seems that this K of spades has seen a big scene, and his psychological quality is very strong.

I'm also struggling, whether to notify Chu Fatzi and them now, and kill the King of Spades today. Leaving him out there would have been a lot of depression for me.

I thought about it and took out the phone, and I wanted to call Chu Fatzi, but then I remembered the tone in the K of spades text message, and turned off the phone.

What is this like? When two people were fighting, the other party had already called the board, and they wanted to fight alone, I still raised my head and patted my chest, and calmly said to the other party: Wait, my brothers will come in a while, kill you.

If I go to the meeting with Sun Tianpao Chen Yan, although these two people don't show up, I also feel ashamed, and people call me hungry by name.

I cleared my throat and brushed my hair in the rearview mirror of the car.

Since we met at a bar, it seems that I don't have to bring anything, the K of spades, you look down on me so much, I will meet you.

But in the midst of caution, I wondered if I needed to bring something, and then I thought, forget it, don't bring anything, even if it is an egg touching a stone, I have to touch you with egg whites.

When night fell, I packed up my clothes and looked at me in the mirror, my face was fine, after so many years of experience, my young face was a little thicker. I made a few vicious expressions, and my face was angular. I was taken aback, and it turned out that the white and pure good boy was slowly walking away, and was replaced by a man who was as strong as iron that even I felt strange.

I got in the car, started up, and drove towards the bar he was pointing to, and after a few main roads, I came to a street in the old town, which was lined with all kinds of themed bars. There are quite a few people on the streets, and they are full of drunk men and women, who have taken off the masks they have carried all day during the day, and at night, they want to indulge completely. In this way, I vented my heart's anger and sigh for the world.

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