"Lao Zhao was okay last night, right?"

The little bird playing the game looked at Zhao Qian and opened the door with a tired face, and asked subconsciously.

He lost this time, and his teammates hit seven three, and he didn't want to play much. There was no one in the dormitory, and it just so happened that Zhao Qian came back to complain to him.

"It's alright, what about you? After I left, those guys didn't do anything to you, did they? ”

"Nope." The bird sat on the edge of his notebook, scratching his mouse a little boredly. "The guy left not long after you jumped out the window."

"Later, the owner of the KTV came and gave us a free order. It is also said that as long as we follow, three discounts. ”

“DFEAT！”

A familiar sound of failure sounded from Bird's computer, and he let go of his mouse with relief.

"Xie Yu's stupid - forced to say that the boss is for his sake." He seemed to be a little angry, and the incident of last night and the pig teammates in the game just now made him a little unhappy, which was in stark contrast to Zhao Qian's flat face.

He knew that Wang Ming was mostly looking at his own face. Otherwise, which merchant will be okay to compensate for the business at a three-fold discount in the future.

"What about Xiao Ming and Yangzi?"

He asked, and crawled back into his top bunk bed, unable to move half a finger even when the bird said it was dark.

"I went to the Normal University, and I haven't come back yet."

Really tired.

As soon as he finished killing Qian Feng in the morning, he took a taxi to a small clinic nearby that he used to frequent, picked up his arm, rested for an hour, and then rushed back to school.

He is still working part-time, which is his main source of livelihood. Worked as a chef at a takeaway shop near the school.

He knows the proprietress of the store, and he has been working in her store since high school, so he has always taken care of this child who is a few years old from his son. Eat or not, and occasionally ask for leave.

In addition, the big pot of rice he cooks is indeed better than that of other takeaway restaurants, so the salary is not bad, 800 a month. The craft of cooking things was practiced by the younger brothers and sisters in those welfare homes, and this is the last memory of their group.

There was a dull pain in his right arm, and he could still hear the bird muttering under the bed in a daze, not knowing what to say. Zhao Qian could still say two words in response at first, but in the end, he fell asleep directly.

"Friend ~ I'll be your friend for a second,

Friend ~ I will be your friend for life. ”

The mobile phone rang, and Zhao Qian hazy grabbed the smartphone he was charging and looked at the time.

12:08.

It's the middle of the night, and the bird under the bed is still playing on the computer, wearing a headset and listening to the song as if he didn't hear it.

Slid to the green answer button, and the voice that came from my ears unexpectedly, the voice of Wang Ming speaking. His background music is a slightly harsh and noisy disco DJ dance music, which allows those who can't sleep to dance involuntarily.

"Brother."

"What?" He asked, the birds below humming to the sound of the music.

"We're going to be bosses soon." His words made Zhao Qian, who was lying on the bed, wake up instantly.

"Where are you?"

"Meet?" Wang Ming on the other side of the phone asked. "I'll take a look."

"It's at the food stall near the school, in the back alley."

The phone was hung up on the other end, and he seemed to see the smile on the corner of the man's mouth through the phone.

Quickly getting dressed, he slammed the door and ran out very directly, without even saying hello, startling the bird who was still playing on the computer.

In the past, he may have been vague about the rankings of the Dark World, but now, he was more sure that most of the guys at the top of the list should be travelers like him. But they experience more and stronger worlds.

Some things are like that, you are ignorant and fearless, and the more you know, the more afraid you become.

"Brother!"

Seeing Zhao Qian, who was still looking for people around, Wang Ming, who was sitting at a food stall, stood up and said hello, signaling that he was here.

He walked over to the table and pulled out a plastic chair and sat down. On the table are a pair of disposable wooden chopsticks and a disposable cup that have been prepared long ago.

The nearby tables are all college students from this college town, and Wang Ming's dress is not very conspicuous inside. The stalls are placed against a wall at the entrance of the alley, and directly opposite is the small food stall in the alley. The well water of the merchants on both sides does not interfere with the river water, forming a long night market street.

"You're dying."

Sitting there, he said as he watched his younger brother at the table slowly deal with his share of greens.

"It's fine."

He smiled, just like his old smile, still as clean.

"Qian Feng's business was not done by me."

"Old man?"

Wang Ming chewed his mouth and shook his head.

"Mr. Qian."

"Just let him think that his nominal brother may have come to fight for the inheritance...... Cough. Cough. Ahem......"

He didn't go on. Choked, and talking while eating was a bad problem he couldn't get rid of. As for the young man he said, he is the only son of the old man and his only heir.

A glass of beer was pushed in front of him, and he drank it without hesitation. But my throat was still sore and hot.

"I'm going to die."

Zhao Qian looked at his eyes choked with tears and said, he looked at him like looking at a madman. When he was a child, his brains were just simple little jokes, but now they have become this.

"No, my brother never died. He was always cautious and sure of victory. ”

"Peng." He lowered his head and put the cup in his hand back on the table, hiding the inexplicable light in the corner of his eye. "There is a gunman I arranged outside the alley, as long as it is not you who comes out, he will also die."

"Besides, I have something to do tonight."

Zhao Qian also poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Mr. Qian took care of a college student, and I asked her to send him a text message, and he said that he would come to pick her up tonight."

Wickedly glanced at the girl eating at the barbecue stall, and accentuated a certain tone word in her words. "The relationship is very simple, just drive home to eat and sleep, grass!"

"Don't be stupid, his bodyguard is the ...... of the 69th on the red list"

Zhao Qian frowned and said. Before he finished speaking, there was a gust of wind in the back of his head.

Subconsciously, he got up to block. Then he threw a punch out.

Alone, he looked at the opponent who had just sneaked up on him, a big man.

"Is that him? Elder brother. ”

Wang Ming, who was still sitting on the side just now, got into a stopped Audi A6 on the side of the alley at some point, listening to the sound of the motor, it should be a modified car.

The car started and soon disappeared. There was Wang Ming's mischievous voice floating on it, and I didn't know how to hear it and thought he had just done a bad thing.

Zhao Qian didn't turn his head, just looked at his opponent solemnly. The nearby students had already dispersed when they saw the fight, and the only victim, the barbecue stall owner, was watching from the side with the money that Wang Ming had given him in advance. If he doesn't interfere, the money is enough to compensate him for the loss of his barbecue stand tonight, even if they smash their own stall.

The TV hanging in the shop next to it broadcasts today's news, and it becomes the background music of the fight.

"The latest news, the man who died in the center of the city has been identified, and he was killed with a sniper rifle by Qian Feng, a fugitive who is wanted in the national A-class rank. The reason why Qian Feng killed the man is still under further investigation, but at present, the police have shot and killed the suspected suspect in the alley near the crime, and found a gun on the roof of the building. Please see the follow-up report for more details. ”

The man raised his leg and kicked the wooden table next to him, muting the old TV in the nearby shop.

"Ping Pong Pound"

The shattered wooden planks shot unhindered into the lobby of the food stalls, hit the glass of the TV, and shattered.