As for his life...... What is life compared to honor? He accidentally knocked out his bastard boss when he was depressed and drunk, and his brother settled it for him. He never had a stable relationship in love, and his younger brother quit the army to start a family, meeting his parents' expectations. He was so irritable that his interpersonal relationships were in shambles, and it was his brother's aura that kept the balance of his connections in place. He has been in the school for 10,000 years, and he has a bad record in brawls and fights, and now he has no other skills except for a talented killing technique. If there was no younger brother, it is estimated that the parents would have been so angry that they would have broken off the relationship.

Birth and death are the only things he is good at. If none of this last honor can be maintained, then he, Charlie Harper, is a parasite, a scoundrel, a scoundrel, a drunkard, a playboy lying on Deputy Secretary Allen. If there is no deputy secretary of state, then he Charlie can only buy drunk and wait for death after he retires.

But who the cares what other people think. I need wine to vent, I need women to sober up, and you try to change me, and in the end you can't change anything but my temper. Die for any complaints, I'm a jerk, but you need me.

So I have to go through this damn dog hole.

When Charlie was distracted, he unconsciously pulled out the magazine on his waist, put up the magazine and smashed it twice, the valve moved in response, and the iron door opened inward.

Qin Yin panted and climbed onto the plane, and the first thing he did was to pull out his gun and fly the suspension ladder, desperately closing the hatch. All the seats in the cabin have been removed, and it can be seen that they are still being used as cargo planes after being scrapped. Qin Yin angrily walked to the cockpit, leaned against the cabin door, looked at the messenger who was concentrating on piloting in the captain's position, frowned and sneered: "I can guarantee that next time you die, I will leave without looking back." ”

The messenger laughed: "How could I die? There's no way I'm going to die. Baby, I gave you plenty of time to board and you didn't disappoint me. ”

Kotone shook her head and turned back to the messy and empty cabin. She didn't want to be with the messenger for a second.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound from below, and the piano stopped and asked softly, "Did you hear that?" What is that? ”

The messenger was unimpressed, staring intently at the runway, and he was about to take off before the Mexican police blocked the road again: "It's one hundred and twenty miles per hour now, and the boarding time has passed." No one could get on the plane, and they probably crushed something just now. ”

Qin Yin frowned and listened carefully, and sure enough, there was no more sound. She stared blankly at the nose windshield and at the panicked armed police outside, and she saw that some policemen began to shoot at the nose with their pistols.

The messenger laughed feverishly: "Goodbye Laredo! I'll settle accounts with you when I get back. He slowly pushed the lever higher, and the plane accelerated violently.

The sound of the piano is heard with a "bang" again.

"The plane is so old, or Frank wouldn't have been able to sell it to us." The messenger looked natural, looking at the whistling rain of bullets as if it were nothing, "Maybe it's the sound of the firmware vibrating when accelerating......

Suddenly, Kotoin Lightning pulled out her pistol, her hands were flat, the whirlwind twisted, and her lunge leaned back, and she tried to shoot.

The floor in the middle of the cabin had been opened, and a one-meter-square steel hatch had been opened, hanging there and wobbly.

But the reason why Qin Yin pulled out the gun was not the sound of opening the cabin, but the sound of footsteps. That's why she no longer trusts the Courier's arrogant judgment and pulls out her gun.

But she was greeted by a huge leather shoe, and she was so stunned that she could even see the simple indentations on the sole.

By the time she turned, Charlie had sneaked closer, kicking her in the back of the head with unmistakable precision, and she was right to draw her gun as she turned to meet her face. In the next second, the hard, cold and wet soles, the rough feeling of a little fine sand and the slippery and greasy soles of the sludge were ruthlessly imprinted on the white pretty face of the piano sound, and when she was in pain and secretly thought, "It's so dirty, don't leave shoe prints", this kick has kicked her saliva in the air, and her head is like being slapped with her foot, leaving cold shoe prints on her face, which hurts hotly. But she didn't feel the pain, because of the concussion, the whole person was spinning, Venus was shaking, and this thought popped up in her mind: "Is he a man?" ”

The messenger's treachery had already made her disappointed enough in the man, and when she was grudging in her heart, a pure man who was even more unlike a man slapped her with a kick, and at this moment she actually forgot the danger of mission failure and the fear of seppuku, and began to seriously think about the problem of man's evil.

What does it mean to meet someone unladylike, the man who touches the piano sound does not have a good thing.

Charlie is a well-known villain, he can't recognize his ex-girlfriend's face, he can't remember the name of his friend, and when the bar girl is nostalgic for his jungle python and proposes a long-term relationship, he immediately wonders in horror how to dump someone. So when he sneaked up on the distracting piano sound, he was full of joy that he was not shot by this girl, and how he took her gun and shot her away.

And his most powerful part is the lower body, and at the same time, in his impression, the most dangerous part of a woman is the head melon. So he didn't even think about it, kicked the piano head, didn't pity the other party's natural appearance at all, and didn't consider the people who were all over the country and the city.

When the pistol was pointed at the sky, Charlie's right arm was twisted by Charlie's arrow, and he easily twisted her wrist to restrain her arm with joint skills, trying to grab the gun.

Kotone cried out in pain: "Messenger! "Stubbornly clutched the pistol and didn't dare to shoot blindly in the cabin, and was cut back with his right hand still thinking about counterattacking, swinging his fist to smash Charlie.

Charlie was expressionless, gave up grabbing the gun, tilted his head and didn't dodge, punched her, brutally pushed her wrist and folded, almost broke her hand, the scream of the piano sound stopped abruptly halfway, angrily biting his lip without squeaking, but his hand was powerless to let go, and the gun fell to the ground.

Qin Yin was ruthless, took out her wrestling skills, twisted his shoulder joint, stepped on Charlie's knee, wrapped her beautiful leg around his thigh, locked him tightly, and then tried to strangle him with her elbow.

Suddenly, nephrite was close to the body, and the body was fragrant. The sound of the piano locks Charlie's right arm so that she can only move it, and she expects the messenger to kill Charlie.

Charlie's face was expressionless, and his elbow hit the piano tone's chest, through the back of the paper.

The elbow is the sharpest and hardest part of the human body, and many fighting competitions prohibit it, and the sharp Muay Thai uses the elbow as a nirvana.

Qin Yin's face turned pale by the pain of this cone, and there were all kinds of thoughts in his head, and whimsical ideas followed:

"Fortunately, there is no plastic surgery, if it is a saline chest, it will be fried!"

"God, if it weren't for the D cup, I would have to break my ribs."

In the flash of light, Charlie elbowed 3 times in a row, and the beautiful eyes of the piano sound widened more and more, but he didn't let go.

Suddenly, a slender and tough telephone wire wrapped around Charlie's neck and squeezed back, instantly cutting off all blood and oxygen to the brain. Charlie's eyes burst into flames, and he heard the messenger jubilantly order: "Woman, go and fly the plane!" I strangled him. ”

Qin Yin let go of Charlie as if fleeing for his life, rubbed his heart and rushed to fly the plane.

The telephone line was so deep into Charlie's neck that it was impossible to see. The messenger strangled Charlie's neck, letting his heavy fist fall on his shoulders and face, and his nose and face were swollen and he struggled to tighten. He saw Charlie's fists weakening, his face turned purple, and he even began to kick his legs in a daze, and the messenger smiled meaningfully: "Charlie Harper, you are too arrogant." You know what? You die of conceit. ”

Charlie couldn't even breathe, his leather shoes were grinding on the ground, and his hands were blankly trying to pull off the phone line around his neck, but in vain. Only three seconds had passed, and he saw the Grim Reaper grinning and hugging him. When death is approaching, scenes of life fly by like film.

Am I conceited?

I am a bomb in the eyes of my boss, a ** in the eyes of a woman, a villain in the eyes of my relatives, and a scoundrel in the eyes of passers-by. This is my last position, in my life, there must be a field to leave some positive comments.

The more notorious a person is, the more he craves honor to justify his name.

He remembered that twenty years ago, Allen had been a girl in the councillor's son, Howard, and had been chased down the street until he was stopped by Charlie.

Although it is painful to be squeezed by this hateful younger brother, there are always some troubles that need to be solved by the elder brother. My parents' expectations were expected to come true, and if he died, my mother would order me to get married.

So he can't be fine.

Let Charlie do what he's good at.

Fight. Punch it. And killing.

Charlie smiled at the corner of his purple lips.