That's right, it's Saturday, September 2nd.

Because of the movements at hand and the light of the mobile phone, Xu Yue, who was sleeping relatively lightly next to her, woke up.

"Senior brother, are you awake?"

There was no nonsense, Zhou Ping turned over and got on the horse directly, so that the little girl who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time once again enjoyed the wonderful taste of fluttering immortals.

Twenty minutes later, Xu Yue, who was soft but satisfied, reluctantly left.

Zhou Ping simply cleaned up and lay back on the bed.

This day flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the fourth reincarnation of this cycle.

How long will this cycle last, and what is the key to breaking out of it?

This thought didn't appear for long, and Zhou Ping expelled it from his mind.

Hey, why do you want to do so much?

Enjoying every day is the most important thing.

How to spend the two days of this restart, Zhou Ping already has a rough plan.

The Chinatown side is still going to go.

For Zhou Xue, a little girl, Zhou Ping's impression is quite good.

By the way, Kraft also had to inform them that they would dispose of Floel and the gunmen who were going to get rid of him.

As for Liu Ting and his second uncle's gang of garbage, it's still like last time, let them and Mexico help dog-eat-dog.

The Chinatown party ended, and Zhou Ping parted ways with everyone as usual.

After Yu Junyang and the others left, in a hotel box in Chinatown, Zhou Ping met Kraft.

"Mr. Zhou, the people you mentioned have already taken care of it for you, and this is what you want. Kraft said, handing Zhou Ping a backpack.

Nodding, Zhou Ping took the backpack and said very earnestly: "Thank you, Kraft." ”

Kraft also said in the same serious tone: "Mr. Zhou, it is my honor to be able to serve you. In addition, you can actually ignore this matter, we can take care of it. ”

Waving his hand, Zhou Ping said with a relaxed face: "Hey, it's not a big deal, I'll go by myself, thank you for your hard work, take the brothers to drink some wine in the afternoon, I'll please." ”

As usual, he took out a stack of money and put it on the table, Zhou Ping picked up his backpack and left.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, lying in the same position, Zhou Ping silently listened to Liu Gensheng and Loew's bargaining below.

In order to achieve the same effect as the previous reincarnation, so that the cannibalism on both sides ended up together, Zhou Ping deliberately pinched the time.

"Haha, you can rest assured of this, it is absolutely reasonable and legal!"

That's right, now!

Raising the pistol and aiming at Liu Gensheng's head, Zhou Ping pulled the trigger without hesitation, hit it in the same position, and properly shot his head

Next, there was a mess below.

The shouts, the shouts, the gunshots, the screams and the wails were incessant.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhou Ping came to the roof of another house and silently paid attention to the dynamics over there.

As the initial dense gunfire ended, there were certainly fewer and fewer people alive, and fewer and fewer gunshots.

Until the last shot ended, there was a deathly silence.

Just in case, Zhou Ping deliberately waited for an extra minute, and after making sure that there was no movement below, he cautiously returned to his original position.

Gently picking up the roof tiles piece by piece, it was really simple for him.

After picking up two columns of tiles, the beam inside was already exposed, and Zhou Ping visually inspected it, and he was almost able to go down.

He took out his backpack, and he asked Kaf to prepare it for him.

Gloves, foot covers, and a set of climbing equipment, a gun in a pocket, climbing equipment around the waist, and the other end fastened at the beam.

He looked down uneasily, and made sure that there was no one standing below, so Zhou Ping slid down flexibly like a tanuki.

The reason why it took so much trouble was that Zhou Ping had only one purpose, that is, for the bank card on the table next to the Taishi chair, which was still stained with blood.

According to what Liu Gensheng said earlier, there were five million US dollars in that bank card, and the source of the money was absolutely reasonable and legal.

Rather than staying there, being discovered by the police and confiscated directly, contributing to the development of US imperialism, it is better to do something more meaningful yourself.

Falling to the ground cautiously, Zhou Ping's eyes swept away, and it was definitely not too much to describe the scene of the rush in one word.

There were sparsely beaten tables and chairs and shocking gun holes everywhere, and even the statue of Guan Erye was not spared, turning into a pile of fragments.

Some of the guys' bodies were still trembling and twitching slightly, and if the ambulance had been notified at this time, maybe one or two could have been saved.

But thinking about what kind of deals these bastards are doing, it is cheaper for them to die, and Zhou Ping naturally will not lend a helping hand.

Untying the climbing equipment on his waist, Zhou Ping stepped forward in three steps and two steps, ready to accept the bank card.

Tsk, a full five million dollars, plus his own savings, is almost approaching the 10 million mark, and Zhou Ping is still a little excited.

But after thinking about it, what are these five million compared to the spliced calligraphy and painting that was identified as having the authentic work of Qi Baishi?

And for yourself, what is money?

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside!

Squeak!

The door was pushed open!

Zhou Ping's heart rose to his throat for a moment.

Damn, didn't the news say that both sides were dead?

"Who are you!"

Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment, why was this voice so familiar? He subconsciously looked back.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

The two spoke almost in unison, Zhou Ping and Liu Ting looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Aren't you supposed to die?" Zhou Ping said subconsciously.

looked at the tragic situation inside, and then looked at Zhou Ping, Zhou Ping was constantly trembling, and pointed at Zhou Ping.

"You...... You're the devil!!"

Suddenly let out a scream, Liu Ting turned around and ran wildly.

Want to run? A cold glint flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes.

Of course, you can't let this guy run away, otherwise you'll be in trouble later.

Quickly pulled out the gun, aimed at the opponent's back, and pulled the trigger in one go.

Shout!

A shot hit Liu Ting in the back of the head, and Liu Ting's body continued to rush out two steps with inertia and hit the street.

Looking at Liu Ting, who was lying in a pool of blood, Zhou Ping couldn't help frowning.

Or is it a doubt that has just surfaced, shouldn't this guy be dead?

It is clearly said on the news that both sides will die together, and there should be no way to live.

But where did Liu Ting come from?

In the last reincarnation, whether this guy was dead or not.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ping can only be attributed to one reason.

Although I have already pinched the time to do it, there is a chance that there will be a time difference of a few seconds.

This difference of one or two seconds seemed insignificant, but in the end, it triggered a butterfly effect, allowing Liu Ting, who should have died in the shootout, to escape.