It seems that the Yueqing Gang has been following me all the time, and they have not relaxed for a moment, but they are just casting a long line to catch big fish. And I was the bait in this fishing activity.

"Anything else to ask?" I asked.

Xixi shook her head: "I beg your pardon, these questions are all questions to be asked from above, as for myself, I am just worried about Mr. Xia's safety, so I can't wait to catch up." I've read some information about the Yanwang Mansion. It was a terrible force, and when it rose before, all kinds of evil methods were used in every way. Up to now, all illegal activities are covered up under benevolence and morality, but their essence cannot be changed. In particular, I've also seen the information on the 'Brain-Eating Technique', which is quite scary and quite weird. ”

At this point, I don't want to talk about the "brain-eating technique" anymore, it doesn't make sense. Now that I've decided to test the knife with Yan Graffiti, it's likely that in a few hours, he'll be dead. Subsequently, the threat of the "brain-eating technique" to Jinan City has been completely eliminated.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. I said.

"Okay, you sleep, I'll give you the Dharma Protector. Xixi said with a smile.

I left her alone and continued to lie on my stomach on the computer desk.

Gradually, the surrounding sounds became quieter and quieter. My mind went blank, as if I was standing on the street in the middle of the night, and everything was silent, and I was the only one left. I use the world as a blackboard on which to outline my offensive line. This matter is really difficult, just like in the battle of Sakura Villa, I decided to challenge Yue Buqun alone.

Before the battle began, I was not sure, like a gambler who is desperate. Now, many people are secretly sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, waiting for me to kill Yan Tuya, and then provoke the counterattack of the Yan Wangfu. As long as it creates a chaotic situation, many people can fish in troubled waters. They can't care about me alive or dead, because I'm a decoy and a stepping stone.

In this situation, I have to try to make sure that I get out of the way, at least with minor injuries, or else I will become someone else's prey. In this case. It is necessary to have a clear judgment of the current situation, and to deal with it appropriately, whether it is advancing or retreating, whether fighting or fleeing. The scary thing is that I don't have any allies, and everyone I know has a larger organization behind them. The interests of the organization are above all else, and in front of the organization, personal emotions and friendships are insignificant.

When my heart is at its lowest, deepest, and quietest, all the functions of my body cease, like a piece of ice for ten thousand years. Thinking about it at this moment makes it very fair and just. I don't blame those who leave me and calculate me because of profit, because this is human nature, and if there is no selfishness, humanity will not progress.

If I want to take all the responsibility, I have to forgive these people, forgive them for their intentional mistakes or unintentional mistakes.

"Bang-", I suddenly "saw" a cold glistening knife in my endless contemplation. The knife has just come out of its sheath, and the killing machine is awe-inspiring.

I sat up slowly from a half-dream, squinting at the northwest corner of the Internet café.

A game has just ended, and the winner of the battle is proud, and the loser is indignant, all discussing the game just now. The only man who left the match area was the man with a red sign on his chest, who was supposed to be the referee in charge of overseeing the match.

He didn't have a knife in his hand, but what I "saw" was the quick knife in his heart.

I yawned lightly and looked over.

Xixi was staring intently at the computer screen, her lips moving slightly, reading the contents. The light here was dim, and the various colors of light from the computer screen reflected on her young face, turning her into a beautiful rainbow.

Vietnam and China are neighbors separated by a strip of water, and before the emergence of the Viet Qing Gang, the people there have always been simple and hospitable, and all those who have crossed the border to travel and trade in Vietnam are full of praise for the local environment. It is a pity that in recent years, the rise of the Yue Qing Gang, which has become a black sheep disrupting social order, has become a black sheep that disrupts social order.

I don't know the origin of Xixi, but it's really a pity that such a good girl as her joined the Yueqing Gang.

The referee walked straight behind Xixi, and the expression on his face was extremely cold.

I silently picked up the Sprite on the table, ready to throw it hard.

There are many experiments on the Internet to smash people with aluminum cans and Sprites, and the most famous is that Spanish baseball player Silva killed a jaguar running and hunting with an unopened Coke can. The jar hit the side of the jaguar's head, and the force was huge, directly causing the jaguar's skull to shatter and kill him instantly.

I don't want to hurt people intentionally, as long as the referee doesn't intentionally kill anyone.

"Miss, someone is looking outside. The referee approached Sunset, bent down and told her.

Xixi was a little puzzled, but she still stood up and walked towards the entrance of the Internet café.

I squinted and pretended to be asleep, staring at the man out of the corner of my eye.

He sat down, three meters away from me, with one hand on the mouse and one in his arms.

I thought he had a gun in his arms, but instead he pulled out a mobile phone, took a few pictures of me, and then lowered his head and sent it out.

"Watch what he does," I thought silently.

Soon, his phone made a "ding" sound and received a text message.

He quickly read the text messages and then put his phone in his arms.

It is clear that he is a left-hander, and although his right hand is pressed on the mouse, it is motionless.

His attack pattern was very strange, and just when I thought he might be thinking and observing, the attack was already launched - his left hand had just entered his arms, and then he pulled out, and there was a two-foot-long Nepalese dog-leg knife in his hand, and his body shrank and pounced, and he jumped onto the computer desk like a spirit ape, condescendingly, rounded the dog-leg knife, and slashed down at me.

No one can withstand a full blow from the dog-legged knife, because this attack is only used by Nepalis against predators, and it can split the head of an adult yak in two.

I kicked my feet and landed on the rungs under the computer desk, and with the force of the rebound, I controlled the swivel chair under me to slide diagonally inward, cleverly avoiding the first cut.

He didn't put away the knife, as soon as his body twisted, the dog-legged knife slashed out horizontally, and the attack range of the tip of the knife skyrocketed forward by one and a half meters, and it was too late to dodge.

I really have no choice but to resolve the contradiction in a high-speed confrontation and let the enemy retreat.

With a whoosh, I threw the Sprite jar and slammed it into the tip of the opponent's elbow holding the dogleg knife.

With a click, the referee's elbow bone shattered, and the dogleg knife fell at my feet, and I stepped on it.

His facial features were distorted by the severe pain, and he had lost his combat effectiveness.

"Come down. I said.

There was a small commotion in the Internet café, but for that group of game fans, it was no longer possible to distinguish between the game and reality, and even if someone pulled out a knife and cut someone, they just watched from the sidelines. Seeing that the referee couldn't get his hands on the dogleg knife, many people made a "cut" sound and continued to go back and discuss the game, seemingly bored by what the referee was doing.

The referee slid off the table and sat down on my side, gasping incessantly.

"Who wants to kill me?" I asked.

I didn't even bother to ask him "why did you kill someone?" and asked him directly who was behind the scenes, so that our conversation would be more efficient.

He gasped for breath and stared at me silently.

"Just now, if I had changed direction and smashed it on your face, forehead, and chest, I believe you should know what the consequences would be. Moreover, if you pull out a knife and cut someone in public, I am only legally defending myself, and if you are accidentally stoned to death, it is self-inflicted, and the law will also acquit me. But why did I choose to be merciful? Because you are just a hired killer who works for money, and has no subjective intention of attacking me. So, you don't damn it, damn the people who paid you to do things. Tell me that name and you're good to go. I said lightly.

The legal interpretation of "justifiable defense" is very clear, and the use of lawful means to fight back will never result in "excessive defense".

"They say you don't know how to use knives and firearms, and you're just an ordinary citizen who has no power to tie a chicken...... I was fooled, they lied to me......" the referee said angrily, and strings of white foam came out of the corners of his mouth.

"Tell me your name and you'll be able to go to the hospital. There are two closest hospitals to here, the Central Hospital to the east and Qilu Hospital to the south. I believe that you have to lie in the hospital for a while, 100 muscles and bones, your elbow bone is shattered, it is a hard joint injury, and it is likely to be more troublesome than ordinary fractures. I said.

"The bigwigs in the gang - it's the bosses in the gang who want to kill you. He spat out.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that "You are from the Beggar Gang?

The reason why I am so sensitive is because I know that in the dark, everything is sensible. I asked Red Sleeves to come and deal with Elder Wen, and his sixth sense would also be aware of it, so he sent someone to kill me in advance to prevent future troubles.

"Elder Wen, what kind of thing is he? He dares to support me? It's not him, it's not him, he is not qualified to order me to do things. The referee shook his head.

I was a little surprised, staring into the other person's eyes, beware of him lying and blaming others.

"Who could that be? Among the beggars, I only had a little holiday with Elder Wen. I asked tentatively.

The referee didn't speak, just gasped hard.

I raised my hand and beckoned to the webmaster: "Little brother, come here." ”

The network administrator ran over in small steps, bent down, and asked respectfully, "Brother, what are your orders?"

"Two cans of beer. I said.

The webmaster glanced at the referee, his face full of doubt.

"Three cans of Red Bull, one box...... A box of Fenbi painkillers, go, get it!" the referee roared in a low voice, his shoulders trembling, and it was obvious that the pain was unbearable.

The network administrator hurriedly went to get something, ran back in half a minute, put the thing on the computer desk, and quickly stepped back.

The referee couldn't open the plastic bottle containing the Fenpidex capsule with one hand, so I helped him open the lid and get the medicine, then opened the lid of the Red Bull drink and pushed it in front of him.

He tilted his head, poured four or five Fenpid into his mouth, and drank a whole can of Red Bull.

Fenbi has pain relief, and Red Bull is a functional drink, and the two things are added together, and the pain relief effect is doubled, and it can indeed have a very good pain relief miracle effect within two hours. This "strange prescription" was invented by a medical genius in the provincial capital, not an anesthetic, but like an anesthetic, and it is widely circulated among the killers of the rivers and lakes.

I opened the Budweiser beer on the table and pushed him a can as well.

"Is it convenient to say his name?" I asked.

The referee took two sips of beer and said slowly: "The earliest five god-level figures in the rivers and lakes, such as the East Evil and the West Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, and the Zhongshentong, the five masters are equal to the five anchor piles, which should be the yin and yang advance and retreat of the east, west, north, south, middle, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, so that the pattern of good and evil in the rivers and lakes can be stabilized." As a result, each generation has five masters who inherit the five gods, enemies and friends, temper each other, and keep the rivers and lakes safe. In the previous generation of rivers and lakes, the five gods of the east, west, north, south and middle were called the 'Central Plains Five Whites' by the heroes of the world, and the 'Northern Beggar' Jin Changfeng is the most respected boss of the gang, who is seventy-seven years old this year and is about to abdicate and is choosing a suitable successor. The order I got came from his old man's house. You may ask me why I killed someone, but you should know that as a member of the gang, the old man sent me to do things, which is already a big face, do you still need to ask questions? I can't kill you, it's because I'm incompetent, but I firmly believe that if the old man wants to kill you, you must have a reason to die, right?"

I laughed at his last question, because any killer should not ask the person to kill for a reason, but the reason first, and the killing last.

This person is so "stupid and loyal" that he didn't even ask for a reason, and killed people on the street with a dog-legged knife. No wonder the beggar gang is declining day by day, and the IQ of the gang is so low that they don't seek governance and rectification, so wait for the whole gang to be destroyed.

"Do you know who I am?" I asked.

He shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Speechless, I bent down to pick up the dogleg knife and threw it into the trash can next to me.

"Let's go, there's really no need for us to talk. I said.

The referee stood up, a little dazed: "Who the hell are you? Why did you send people to kill you this time?"

I was taken aback by the referee and never came back. If she is also one of the assassination targets, then the trouble is big.

"Take me to meet your companion!" I jumped up and dragged the referee out.

When he passed the counter in front of the Internet café, the young webmaster shrank in the corner, not even daring to ask.

When I got out of the Internet café, I couldn't see the sunset outside the door.

"Where did they do it?" I asked the referee.

"I don't-"

Without waiting for him to finish the words "I don't know", I first pinched the tip of his injured left elbow sharply, and he screamed in pain: "In ...... On the opposite side, the carriage, the carriage there. ”

Of course, there was no carriage on the street in front of the provincial capital, but the referee's hand kept pointing to the east.

I know that the first row of commercial houses on the east side of the provincial front street is a leisure square, in which a bronze carriage of equal proportions is placed all the year round, and there are three matching bronze horses in front.

"Let's go. I dragged him across the street, quickly through the parking lot, and into the square through the laneway.

The square is very long, 80 meters from north to south, and only 20 meters from east to west.

At this moment, although there are also tourists strolling around the square, the view is unobstructed and can be seen at a glance. Obviously, there were only three or four children playing on the side of the bronze carriage, and there was no shadow of the sunset at all.

"Where are the people?" I asked in the referee's ear, "don't play tricks, if you dare to cut me, I will dare to kill you." ”

Xixi is not my person, I just don't want to watch an accident happen to a young girl who is just the right youth. What's more, the rivers and lakes are already chaotic enough, and the beggar gang suddenly made trouble and planned to kill people on the street, which is simply to break the sky and make the fellow people in the rivers and lakes suffer.

"I don't know, according to the plan, it's right here. The referee was a little confused, looking left and right, his face dazed.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"OK, OK, I'm sure, right here. He nodded again and again, kowtowing like a worm.

I let go of my hand and gave a gentle push: "Get out, don't let me see you again, it's best not to go back to the Internet café to make trouble, understand?"

The referee ran away, and promised as he ran: "I understand, I understand, thank you for the grace of not killing......