Uncle Ying's eyes paused slightly with the three three words that appeared, no one knew what these three words represented, but Uncle Ying obviously didn't think it was beneficial to them.

"Three, three, three, leopard, the dealer kills!"

The pleasant prompt sound permeated the hearts of Uncle Ying and the others, and then Uncle Ying and the others were dark, and all that was waiting for everyone was the darkness of eternal night.

"I don't have to play!"

Qin Hui in the bar shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and a string of small puppets were grabbed by him with his big hand.

The chubby old man, the old monkey, Uncle Ying, Zhao Kuo, Xu Zhengyang, Zhou Xingxing, Feng Ningning.

The seven living beings had turned into strings of puppets in Qin Hui's hands at this moment, and Feng Ningning's frightened gaze was still on his face, and he didn't understand what the dealer meant until he died.

Banker, Qin Hui is the banker. Whether it is Zhao Kuo or Feng Ningning, these people are just tools of entertainment in Qin Hui's eyes.

As the saying goes, the saint is ruthless, and the avenue is boundless. Qin Hui has lived for tens of thousands of years, and life and death are a game in his eyes. For him, it's like seeing a beautiful wildflower on the side of the road, and sometimes we can't help but pick it.

There is no good or evil, no right or wrong, not even why.

Good and evil are only our personal understanding, and this understanding can only represent your personal opinion and not the world. So don't use what you think is right or wrong to sway other people's minds, because in this world, in addition to the black sky and day, there is also the gray of the moment when black and white intersect.

One step forward is dusk, and one step back is life.

Qin Hui drank all the red wine in the cup, the glass collided on the counter with a crisp and pleasant sound, and held his collection in his hand, seven humanoid puppets of different shapes.

If this is a fairy tale world, a few brave people should jump out at this moment to destroy the evil Great Demon King and save the world.

But this is not, this is reality, although it is only a small world, it is still a real world and there is no so-called fantasy.

Qin Hui didn't speak after standing up, fiddling with the puppet in his hand and walked out. Brother Tiger hurriedly stood up after seeing Qin Hui leaving, although his head was in a cold sweat, he still had a strong smile on his face.

"Don't send it, thank you for your hospitality these days!"

Qin Hui shook his hand without looking back, and the tiger brother behind him didn't even dare to say anything.

"Big brother go slowly! Come and sit when you have time! ”

Looking at Qin Hui's back, Brother Tiger nodded and looked like a pug, but Qin Hui's figure walked out without pause.

"Smack!"

The heavy closing sound of the door was so harsh in the bar, but at this time, Brother Tiger felt that the sound was so wonderful.

Brother Tiger sat on the ground with no image, and the sweat on his body had already wet the shirt he was wearing.

Brother Hu, who watched it today, can't forget it in his life, and at this time, he suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

A little boy was crying anxiously in the street outside the bar, and a small green dog was sniffing as if he was looking for something in the street.

"Yangtze River No. 7!"

Qin Hui was no stranger to the puppy, and the person who called for the word dad was none other than Zhou Xingxing's son Xiao Di.

"Uncle, have you seen my dad!" Xiao Di stood in front of Qin Hui and asked, there were few pedestrians on the street at this moment, and the occasional military vehicles passing by did not stop.

"See!"

Qin Hui nodded affirmatively at Xiao Di's words, because he never lied.

"Uncle, where's my dad?"

Xiao Di asked Qin Hui in surprise, and Qin Hui smiled slightly and raised the puppet in his hand.

"What is this!" Xiao Di looked at the puppet in Qin Hui's hand for some reason, and after a while, he was looking at Qin Hui's sworn appearance, pouting and muttering; "Forget it, this man is sick in the brain as soon as he looks at it. Qizai, I'd better hurry up! ”

Xiao Di muttered that he was about to bypass Qin Hui's body, but at this moment, Qin Hui looked down at the puppet in his hand, and then looked at Xiao Di.

"Xiao Di, if one day your father is gone, will you be sad!"

Qin Hui asked softly to Xiao Di, and Xiao Di frowned after hearing this, glared at Qin Hui fiercely, and opened his mouth to say; "Your dad isn't here!"

After Xiao Di finished speaking, he pulled the Yangtze River No. 7 and left, while Qin Hui looked at Xiao Di's back and was silent for a long time.

Qin Hui was born as an orphan, and he can understand the feeling of not having parents since he was a child. So he can understand what Xiao Di's fate will be in the future if Zhou Xingxing can't come back.

Qin Hui looked at Xiao Di's back and said nothing, clutching the strings of puppets tightly in her hands.

"Maybe I should do something!"

Qin Hui looked thoughtfully at the puppet in the shape of Zhou Xingxing in her hand, and gently stretched out her hand to Xiao Di's departing back.

"Click!" Qin Hui's hand was clenched tightly, and Xiao Di, who had just walked not far, trembled slightly, and immediately froze in place.

"I can't see anyone sad, alas! Who made me kind-hearted! ”

Qin Hui's outstretched hand was suddenly retracted, and with Qin Hui's movements, Xiao Di's body quickly became smaller, turning into a puppet holding a puppy and flying into Qin Hui's hand.

Qin Hui couldn't see others sad, and he didn't want Xiao Di to suffer that indescribable pain. So he turned Xiao Di into a puppet, because then no one would be sad.

The eight puppets were grabbed by Qin Hui in his hands, and there was a slight smile on his face, rejoicing that he could avoid a tragedy in his life. As for the Yangtze River No. 7 held in Xiao Di's arms, this is a promotional giveaway in Qin Hui's opinion, nothing more.

Qin Hui, who was in a good mood, shook the puppets in her hand, hummed a childhood song softly, and finally waved her hand in front of a small shop that 'sold and sold' toys and delivered the seven puppets to the counter in the store.

Qin Hui is just a passer-by in a movie, just like he was unknown when he came, he also walked silently.

In this way, after doing this qiē, Qin Hui started his journey again, this time he also had no goal and no place.

"Mom, I want this puppet!" A two-meter-tall behemoth stood in front of a toy store and pointed to the puppet on the counter, and at a glance fell in love with a boy rag doll holding a puppy.

"Okay, Meijiao will buy it for you if she wants her mother!"

Next to the behemoth stood a petite and beautiful mature woman, compared to the huge size of the beautiful woman, this young woman is really the best in the world.

Meijiao's mother is a business operator, and her father is the chairman of a company. It stands to reason that such excellent genes should not give birth to a monster like Meijiao, but fortunately, Meijiao doesn't look like her father, but she doesn't look like a neighbor either.

"Huh! Meijiao, this doll looks like one of your classmates! ”

Meijiao's mother looked at the doll in amazement, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became.

"Yes, I haven't seen Xiao Di for several years, I don't know if he's doing well now!"

Now Meijiao is already a junior high school student, and she has not seen Xiao Di since that day of farewell, and several years have passed.

"There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, Meijiao will understand when she grows up!"

Meijiao's mother smiled softly and sent the puppet to Meijiao's hands.

"Mom, is there really no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed? Isn't it that we will also be separated one day, just like me and Xiao Di! ”

Meijiao looked up at her mother, and the young woman smiled silently, because she didn't know how to answer her daughter.

Time is ticking, and it has changed many people and changed many things. But it can't change the memory in our hearts, and it can't change the eternity in our hearts

"Boss, do you have any new good books?"

In a bookstore, a young man with glasses pushed open the door and spoke.

"Yes!" The owner of the bookstore threw out a copy without raising his head and threw it in front of the man with glasses.

"Huh! Coming to the world of cinema! NEW! ”

The man with glasses picked up the book and flipped through it in confusion, and after looking at a few pages, the man with glasses smiled dumbly and said; "Boss, the protagonist of this book is called Qin Hui, and I have the same name as you!"

"Really!" The bookstore owner raised his head slightly and smiled; "Is his wife also called Zhang Ling!"

"Huh! What a sigh! ”

The man with glasses flipped through a few more chapters, and then slapped his thigh. After watching the man's movements, the owner of the bookstore smiled softly, picked up a glass of red wine and drank it all, and the world froze.

ps;

Yunxiao is writing the outline of this book, and the next book is of the Xianxia type, which is still a decisive route to kill, and it will never be a virgin.

The new book will be released on the 5th or 6th of this month, so stay tuned, it's just a few days away, and everyone will have to support me a lot when the time comes!