You Jing at home.

Although all these years have passed, the furnishings in the home have hardly changed.

Duan Bianhu didn't deliberately look for it, so with the memory in his mind, he found the stuffed toy without a mouth and hugged the bear.

He held the hugging bear in his arms, and the fragrance of clothes came to his face, and You Jing must have taken care of it often, and kept my promise to let her keep it.

The palm of the hand is swept over the dense fluff, and the top is dusty, and the palm feels its tenderness, like caressing the body of a lover.

"I'm sorry You Jing, if I can survive this catastrophe this time, I will definitely come back and repay you well." Duan Bianhu muttered to the hugging bear, and then, as if he had finally made some kind of decision, he strode towards the door with a plush toy in his left arm.

There are one billion, as long as they leave Hong Kong Island, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and no one can find themselves.

With this thought, Duan Bianhu twisted the doorknob and opened the door......

For a moment—

His pupils narrowed.

Standing in the doorway, standing in front of him was someone he never wanted to meet again in his life.

"What? Is Boss Duan in a hurry? Where are you going in such a panic? Oh, and with a cuddle bear, are you going to date your girlfriend? You're in the mood......"

The person standing at the door was none other than the only remaining mercenary deputy captain, Lieutenant Bai Qiu, who blocked Duan Bianhu's way out, with a smiling expression on his face, holding a pistol with a silencer in his right hand, and a bamboo basket with a lid in the crook of his left arm, which he didn't know what it contained, and there was a faint smell of blood.

But Duan Bianhu still had the heart to notice these details, his bowels were blue at the moment, and he hated himself for being so greedy, tricking the ghost king killer into meeting with You Jing and getting the black money negatives that didn't exist at all.

Otherwise, there is a ghost king killer to protect yourself, and you don't have to worry about the threat from mercenaries at all.

Now that he is stuck at home by mercenaries, he has really reached the point where he is called every day and the earth is not right.

"Man, I'm afraid we've got a misunderstanding, I think we'd better sit down and talk about it." Duan Bianhu retreated, and at the same time comforted the other party, and at the same time thought in his heart: I must delay as much time as possible, as long as the Ghost King Killer finds out that he has been deceived, then he will definitely find his way to find it, as long as he arrives, then I may be saved.

Bai Qiu shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and the muzzle silencer gestured to the vermilion sofa next to the curtain.

Duan Bianhu breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly felt proud in his heart: as long as there is room for negotiation, it is easy to do, Lao Tzu has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and there are ways to delay time.

With this in mind, he sat down on the couch.

Bai Qiu put the bamboo basket with the lid in his hand in front of Duan Bianhu and rested it on the surface of the glass coffee table.

"Before negotiating, I want to ask Boss Duan to show you something, I think you will like it." Bai Qiu said with a smile, and then made a "please" gesture to the bamboo basket with a strange expression.

What kind of plane is this dead foreign devil doing?! Duan Bianhu was puzzled in his heart.

He leaned his head to look at it, and found that the bamboo basket was just a very ordinary bamboo vegetable basket, but with a lid on it, and he couldn't see what was inside.

But the smell of blood vaguely wafting from inside, as well as a little bit of foul smell, made him frown involuntarily:

This dead foreign devil can't pick up something disgusting and show it to me, right?

Lao Tzu grew up in Wanhe Street, Saigon, and began to cut people when he was a teenager, what kind of bloody scene has he never seen, how can he be afraid of disgusting things?!

He was quite disdainful in his heart, thinking that this dead foreign devil must have a funny head, in order to take revenge on himself, he actually remembered to find something to scare himself so stupidly, the ghost guy's head is really different from the Chinese people.

Duan Bianhu thought secretly in his heart, and reached out to grab the bamboo lid nonchalantly, twisted the hard bulge on it, and lifted the lid casually.

The smell of blood mixed with an indescribable stench hit his face, and he almost didn't breathe.

When I secretly cursed in my heart, what was it that stinked so much......

Suddenly, he noticed a pair of eyes staring at him in a stunned manner in the dark basket, and those eyes looked so familiar.

Duan Bianhu took a closer look......

"Ahh

He screamed loudly like a woman, and the lid of the bamboo basket twisted in his hand was thrown out of the way.

His whole body hit the back of the sofa in extreme fright, and with a bang, even the person with the sofa fell backwards, crackling and crackling.

It's horrible! The basket turned out to contain the head of his younger brother Duan Bian Leopard!

Due to the relatively hot weather, there has been a slight decay.

Since the mercenary killed his brother, he didn't plan to let him go, he was only here to kill himself, and he didn't plan to negotiate with him at all.

I'm going to die!

Duan Bianhu's thoughts were quickly verified.

Just listen to "Beep! A suppressed sound.

The muzzle with the silencer burst out of a white light.

"Poof!" With a bang, Duan Bianhu only felt a sharp pain go straight into his brain, his head felt like it was about to explode, and he lost consciousness in the next second, falling into boundless darkness.

"God loves most of all those who think they are wise, and you are welcome into the arms of God."

Bai Qiu drew a cross on his chest, walked to the head of Duan Bianhu, whose forehead was bleeding, kicked away his soft body with leather shoes, and bent down to drag the toy hug bear that he refused to let go of even if he was dead into his hand.

"NO, NO, NO, BE A FREE AND EASY PERSON, GOD DOESN'T LIKE STINGY PEOPLE, I'LL HELP YOU DEAL WITH YOUR THINGS, GOOD BOY, LET IT GO."

Bai Qiu forcibly pulled away the fingers that were holding the bear one by one, and got the personal toys that originally belonged to Duan Bianhu as he wished.

"Very good, it's really good," Bai Qiu hugged the bear in his arms, buried his hooked nose in the fluff, and sniffed greedily.

He seemed to smell the intoxicating smell of banknotes......

Billion!!!

He finally didn't have to fight anymore for the rest of his life.

He seemed to have seen himself lying on a sun lounger in his big pants on the warm beach of Hawaii, basking in the sun with a comfortable face.

He seemed to see a lot of bikinis in the blue sea and smiled at him.

He even smelled the sea......

"Wow, that's wonderful, I can't wait."

Bai Qiu couldn't help but muttered to himself.

The five-person mercenary team is the only one who has a good home, and he has to admit the cruelty of this industry.

It's all over, though, and it's time to say goodbye.

“good bye！”

Bai Qiu walked out of the house, smiled and waved his hand, then snapped and closed the door.