The Doctor broke the love book, but Beifeng was not angry, he felt that the Doctor used it properly.

It's good that Agasa isn't hurt.

Moreover, when Beifeng buys books, they are generally weighed by the pound, and there is no lone book at home, basically, one is borrowed, one is kept for himself, and one is collected.

So it doesn't matter, I won't borrow a doctor to read books in the future.

Mainly, the location of the doctor's custody of the book is a bit wrong. Close-knit storage, it's not... Such a close-fitting fit!

Is he short of toilet paper?

……

"Buzz!"

Don't get me wrong, he's not a bee, it's the phone ringing.

Gin children, today I finally remember to call.

"Hey, hey, take the task."

……

Although a little far apart, two people. Or rather, the killer and the grim reaper, they are standing in the same moonlight.

The night was beautiful and not windy.

Beifeng thinks that the piano is really ......

It's a hard-working bumblebee in the distillery!

……

Four streets away, is the 801st Night Street where Kitafeng and Akemi Miyano first met, Gin lit a cigarette, worked all day, and finally got idle.

The man in black stood still, his pale fingertips unbuttoning his trench coat.

The narrow eyes, narrowed uncomfortably under the incandescent light, obscured the pupils, which were either dark green or iron gray.

With a fierce glint in his eyes, he didn't look back, and he didn't want to demolish the house.

Gin... Just, lost, on their own turf.

In front of him was a wall.

An entire wall resembles a pitch-black display.

The white glow of the phone was faint, almost engulfed in darkness.

Black, sometimes, will yearn for white, just like indifferent people will be lonely.

Lei Xiaofeng is not suitable to be a killer, in the eyes of a killer......

There is no light.

"You say, I'll take a note." Beifeng silently picked up the notebook.

"Your mission is..."

"Kill me. Either way. Gin was very indifferent and said strange things.

Vodka looked at Gin in horror.

Top dog...

What does he want to do?

Vodka only heard, and Lei Xiaofeng on the other side said lightly: "This joke is not funny." ”

Not a joke......

The original blonde hair is almost white, and the body exceeds the limit over and over again, just like an athlete has an appropriate age, and when he reaches a certain age, the killer's physical fitness will also begin to decline.

He needed someone to push himself closer.

It's just that Gin is on his own, and it's not impossible.

He's very self-conscious.

However, there is a scene of hunters and prey, which is complete......

Originally...

This position is reserved for rye whiskey.

……

"Are you cold?"

Beifeng asked, human beings, only when they are lonely and cold, or when they want to express their affection, will they say such stupid things......

"Moonlight tonight... It's beautiful. Gin seemed to be on the wrong track.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark cloud suddenly drifted by, obscuring the moon, the light on the phone just went out, and the world returned to darkness.

In the distance, the light of the city and the city, as small as ...... It's hard to notice.

When night falls, people tear off their gorgeous garments, delicate masks, and release the demons in their hearts in this all-encompassing darkness.

From then on, the demons were released, and faith began to shine, and the night, beautiful and terrifying.

……

"Boss, warm baby, do you want it?" Vodka pulled out two adult-sized pieces of warm baby from his pocket and asked Gin.

"Don't." The man replied lightly and gathered his cloak.

"Drunk, change your codename, Lei Xiaofeng, it's not good."

North Wind: "......"

Is this gin an old mother or a chartered wife, what do you care?

All right...

It seems that not only today, but Gin has always been strange, and it has never been normal.

He was probably too tired.

The north wind has always been friendly to foreign friends, so the man pauses the game and asks, "Why?" ”

Lei Xiaofeng's code name is very good, inherited from the spirit of his ancestors, and has a little connection with Greater China, which is conducive to carrying forward and inheriting the spirit of socialism with Chinese characteristics.

"Ray, hmm... Feng, this person, died young, I don't want you to die too early. Gin replied bluntly.

"So... Let's call it grass. Beifeng replied lightly, even if he is very good at using language, the fact that the Grim Reaper is a name is a waste, this fact, he is still a fact.

This is an axiom, the kind that does not need to be proven.

"Why?" Gin asked.

Beifeng thought for a moment and replied: "The grass is very good, today, you step on my head, tomorrow, I will grow on your grave." ”

Gin: "......"

Beifeng continued to add: "Moreover, wildfires can not be burned endlessly, and the spring breeze blows and grows." ”

"I don't think it's good, there's a song called Little Grass, and the grass is very green... Oh no, it's miserable. ”

At this time, Vodka interjected on the side: "Boss, I think, it's good to call it a-stirring stick, or it's okay to call it a dog." ”

There was a rare topic he could understand, and Vodka decided to get involved, even if it was risking his life.

Gin glanced at him fiercely, stood a little farther away, and motioned for the younger brother to be polite and not to eavesdrop on their private chat.

Also, the name was obtained......

If you take a name, don't come out and toss around!

The vodka then obediently stood on the edge of the rooftop, eight meters away from the piano.

But he can still eavesdrop because his ears are good!

……

"If you don't use the original, it's called Ming, not the Moët of Moët, it's the Ming of remembering."

The connotation is: a person who can be remembered in people's hearts.

It's much better than Lei Xiaofeng, Gin thinks so. Moreover, he took it, Moët & Chandon can't be said to be ugly, otherwise he will invite him to eat bullets.

……

The north wind thinks that the gin is weird......

I can't say what's weird, I just feel that looking at the character introduction, he is not a person who forces so many words.

In fact, most of the time, gin is as quiet as a chicken.

……

Vodka has a good ear, and even if it is 8 meters away, he can hear the conversation clearly.

His ears moved twice, and Vodka heard his own boss, so "gentle" speech, he only felt a grievance in his heart, spreading.

Why?

Obviously he was the one who came first!

The Shirley ice cream that was originally competing for favor is gone...

This Lei Xiaofeng, such a dog, why did he come to intervene!

Thinking of the night of the barbecue in the grove, the dog that died unjustly, Vodka thought again, a sock girl who felt very well.

She snatched his chicken legs, and he hasn't snatched them back yet!

I heard that Lei Xiaofeng sold her to the police again, and tomorrow, she will be packed and sent back to Russia.

Vodka is itching in his heart, and he wants to rob the prison.

Just do it, Han Han was not plucked for the first time, he moved by himself, while Lei Xiaofeng was chatting with the boss, Vodka left alone.

He's going to do something big!

……

So, when Gin finished chatting and was about to turn the clock dial of his younger brother, he found ......

Vodka, gone!

Dropped downstairs?

After looking for a while and not finding it, Gin snuffed out his cigarette and walked into the car in silence......

He tried to start the car.

"Click......"

After stepping on it for a long time, Gin remembered that this bulge was called brake.

Step on the gas pedal again......

There was still no movement, and Gin remembered that the key was not inserted.

……

Gin: "......"

Qin's ideological consciousness is very high, and he feels that his life is still important.

So he started calling to summon the north wind.

……

In the middle of the night, as soon as the body was moved, Beifeng was called by Gin to work as a coolie.

Didn't sleep in the middle of the night and drove everywhere.

This piano is not good!

The eyes are not good, and I actually lost the driver!

But, as a good man, he had to escort people to his home, lest this piano run into traffickers and...

The traffickers are gone.

……

"Actually, I can complete the task now." The north wind turned the steering wheel and said lightly.

They can have a vigorous car accident together, and then every Chung Yeung Festival, he summons the model worker to come out for a walk.

"You can try."

"I tried."

"Don't... The organization only sent me a car. Gin sat up straight and tilted his head out the window, not embarrassed.

Ming, this person, weird! It was too serious, Gin was at a loss, and he intuitively felt that he couldn't hold it down.

The first time I saw him, I was not afraid of him, and I even had the courage to come to him.

Oh...

This is the second, and the other one... Ice cream?

Forget it, don't.

Beifeng didn't know that the face was paralyzed and had a heart attack and thought so much in just half a minute, he just felt ......

Gin takes poverty for granted, and if he willfully crashes Qin's only car, he will make up for it.

It's a bit not so good.

Speaking of which, the absinthe guy has no problem taking tens of millions casually, how can he get to gin, just ......

Is this the difference between being favored and not being favored?

Or is it...

The organization in black, it's...

Rich women,

Poor men?