Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Throne of God
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It took Zhu Hengyi, whose eyes were comparable to microscopes and his nose comparable to that of a hunting dog, for about ten minutes, to see that there was a cubicle in Xu Song's room, and when he asked with a smile to open this compartment or it would be violently destroyed, Sun Wenwen's eyes instantly became dangerous.
This woman loves guns, or rather guns are her faith.
There are not many reports of her hurting people, but she is very measured, and most of the people with a little background only wear clothes as a warning, and most of the others are just scratching or wiping off a piece of skin, and there are no more serious injuries.
It's a brilliant marksmanship.
"You don't have to, Miss Sun. Zhu Hengyi said with a smile, this smile is not very friendly in Sun Wenwen's eyes or in Xu Song's eyes.
In fact, Zhu Hengyi hates privileged people quite a lot, otherwise he has an uncle in the municipal party committee, and no matter how mixed he is, he will not be mixed into a little police officer who still has to "go to the front line".
Zhu Hengyi continued to pretend to hide his disdain, but actually showed this emotion with a more obvious smile, and said: "You are a person who has the ability to back, but the top has specially ordered you not to hurt you at all." It's unbelievable that there really are people with abilities in the world. ”
This disdain is so obvious, Xu Song and Sun Wenwen know very well what kind of person they are, and they absolutely can't afford such disdain.
Especially Sun Wenwen, she killed people, but she still felt that such people deserved to die, but now in Zhu Hengyi's mouth, it seems that she is doing something wrong. There have been many things in the past two days, and her mood is not very stable, in the face of such naked contempt, she subconsciously moved to kill, and touched her thighs with both hands.
But before she could touch the gun magazine, Xu Song stopped her, he took a step forward and spread his hand towards Zhu Hengyi, and when the people around him were wondering why he did this, everyone saw a bright blade "growing" out of his palm.
"You know you're jealous. Xu Song said coldly, the blade grew faster and faster, and he was about to go around Zhu Hengyi's neck, Zhu Hengyi could feel the cold blade against his neck, he subconsciously slowed down his breathing, and the whole person was stiff and didn't dare to move.
Xu Song continued: "Now, do you understand why you should be jealous?"
After speaking, the blade had already wrapped around his neck for a whole week, and Zhu Hengyi didn't dare to come out, he witnessed such a thing for the first time, looking at Xu Song's expression didn't look like a joke at all, the first time he felt that death was so close, he began to be scared in his heart, he felt his hair trembling, he wanted to nod, but he didn't dare to nod, the sharp blade was pressing against his throat, he was afraid that if the other party couldn't control it, he would die on the spot.
Die at the hands of the supernatural, let alone revenge, even if it is your own uncle, it is a fart and you don't dare to put one.
In Zhu Hengyi's senses, an hour has passed, and the eyes of him and Xu Song have long been changed to a pleading look, Xu Song smiled, but there was no emotion in his eyes, and finally Zhu Hengyi felt the pressure on his neck loosen, and then saw the blade in Xu Song's palm turned into a metal rope and retracted.
"Let's go. Xu Song said with a face.
Several riot police officers scattered and crowded to the door, Zhu Hengyi was a little stunned and was left behind, he turned around and just took two steps, and heard Xu Song shouting at him: "Wait." ”
Zhu Hengyi didn't dare to disobey, and turned around again, but saw the other party throwing a bunch of keys over, he subconsciously caught it, only to hear the other party say: "Take those things away, don't have a shooting next time, even if it falls on our heads." ”
Then he struggled to remove all the guns alone, and none of the armed policemen outside came in to help him, as if this room had become a tiger's den in Longtan.
Not long after, Sun Wenwen received a call from Fang Lao, who was really standing behind her, and Fang Lao's tone on the phone was much more polite, euphemistically advising her to rest at home for a while, but also hoped not to delay her work in her position......
"Alright, I got it. Sun Wenwen said impatiently, "I'll go and submit my resignation report tomorrow." ”
Over there, Fang Lao almost watched Sun Wenwen grow up, and naturally understood her temperament, although he knew that she was already very uncomfortable now, he still made his words clear: "...... The formalities have already been approved, and they will be done tomorrow, you can hand over the things that should be handed over, and you don't bring your friends. Xiao Sun, I know your temper, don't worry, you can persuade your friends well, we won't talk about the big ones, even don't make any scary things, if you need anything, we can sit down and talk......"
A line of translucent tears flowed out of Sun Wenwen's eyes, but she didn't seem to feel anything, and even her voice was still steady, and she said to the phone: "Good teacher." I'm just an ordinary person, though. Also, the murderous wizard Liu Ziyi was killed by me, and he is a villain. ”
"Good, good, I know you're a good boy. Fang Lao on the other end of the phone sighed and said, "But now that the world is starting to be chaotic, the teacher can't help it, you take good care of yourself." ”
"Hmm. Sun Wenwen answered lightly, hung up the phone, ignored Xu Song, and entered the room by himself.
Lying on the soft bed, the rose petals sent by Du Zexin had been swept into the garbage bag, and before he could throw them away, Sun Wenwen somehow remembered what Du Zexin said: "That kind of despair and coldness, how can you get rid of it is really annoying...... If there are two people, will it be warmer?"
Cold and desperate...... Is she like now, already, completely abandoned?
Suddenly, she missed Du Zexin a little, if the two of them would really be a little warmer.
......
Xu Song specially entered the god-making system again, and exchanged 50 points for a small plasma cannon, saying that it was a cannon, in fact, it was similar to a pistol in reality, but it can already be regarded as a black technology in this era, and the biggest point is that this thing does not use bullets, relying on charging, of course, the voltage in reality is not good at all, so it is also equipped with a huge foldable solar panel.
He put the things on the coffee table in the living room, probably because this is something in the dark blue world, so he also intimately accompanied the manual, Xu Song is not afraid that Sun Wenwen will not be able to understand it when he wakes up.
Back in the room, as soon as Xu Song entered the door, he saw the elusive Zhan sitting in his chair, holding his chin and looking at him with a smile, saying, "How is it? )