The pain rolled on the ground several times in a row without any signs of relief, Chen Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and took off the pistol issued by the Administration Bureau from the belt behind him in a little frenzy, and without thinking about it, he directly pressed the muzzle of the black hole against his left temple, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a bang, white, red, yellow, and colorful liquids sprayed on the ground on Chen Fan's right, as if a dyesmith's shop had been opened. In the diluted or viscous liquid on the ground, some fragments of Bai Sensen can still be faintly seen.

After opening his brain, Chen Fan's body shook a few times and then fell down, but even so, Chen Fan even convulsed for a while before completely stopping his activities.

After a few seconds, the colorful liquid and broken bone fragments on the ground turned into white smoke and dissipated, and Chen Fan also got up suddenly after his body trembled, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping: "FXCK! It's really terrible, even if I got the ability to reorganize, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to commit suicide because of the sequelae because of the lack of output, it's really scary......"

Muttering for a while, Chen Fan turned his head to see that Wei Yanwu and Wu Xiu were still not awake, so he had no choice but to tap the body of the sniper rifle, let it turn back into a big box and throw it on his back, and then climbed to Wei Yanwu and Wu Xiu and dragged the two of them to the elevator, ready to go down to find the place where there was a signal before and contact the management bureau.

It's just that in the process of waiting for the elevator (the elevator automatically returns to the first floor), Chen Fan recalled the previous situation when his arm was broken, and shook his head regretfully: "Really, this kind of injury can be healed in a week, and after the pain, I didn't even think about shooting myself, but it's a pity that I lost my life......"

With a soft sound, Chen Fan dragged the unconscious two into the elevator and pressed the button on the middle floor before: "However, in order to avoid this kind of wasteful behavior in the future, I'd better think of a separate way to use the ability, after all, my output port is like that now......"

After the elevator arrived, Chen Fan walked out of the elevator with two unconscious teammates, and couldn't wait to tilt his head to dial the walkie-talkie, and let out a sigh of relief in the long-lost connection prompt:

"Hah-Little Ninth Sister? It's me, I'm Chen Fan, and the singer has been sealed.

Hmm, Uncle Wei? Ah, he and Wu Xiu both fainted, and now it's in my hands.

No, no, Uncle Wei was knocked out because he used his ability to fight against the singer, and Wu Xiu was knocked out because he was bewitched by the singer and wanted to jump off the building...... By the way, Little Ninth Sister, after I go back, I have to report something more important to you.

A black shadow came out of nowhere and tried to snatch the sealed singer, but I hit the oil barrel with a pistol and killed her. ”

…

…

In the ambiguous room illuminated by pink lights, a man with long purple hair as dense as a waterfall and as smooth as flowing water sat in front of a make-up mirror in an open-chested purple silk dress, patiently applying a bright light purple lipstick to his lips.

After applying it carefully and carefully, the man also pursed his lips to ensure the overall beauty, and then turned around with a mutter, and the petite gray-haired girl who was standing straight against the wall with a katana as high as himself behind him complained: "Little Four, the puppet is really not easy to use, you look at a rookie who has just woken up for less than a month, you can replace it with an arm, otherwise I would have easily snatched the sealed singer, and we wouldn't have to continue to stay in this ghost place." ”

In response to the glamorous man's complaints, the knife-carrying girl called Xiaosi just continued to stand without saying a word, and her white eyes looked straight ahead without any emotion.

The man, who seemed to have long been accustomed to the girl's silence, sighed bitterly, and then got up and walked to the door that led to the outside. Halfway through, he also touched Xiao Si's chin, but she retreated without a trace to dodge.

Sighing even more helplessly, the man pushed open the door, walked slowly along the path in front of him, and then stopped in front of a pair of heavy curtains.

Even through the thick curtain, the man could hear the tsunami of the mountains outside, and the emcee's demagogic voice that magnified countless times through the microphone to fully exaggerate the warm atmosphere: "Ladies, why did we come to this place?" Why does this place exist? That's because love in this world is not enough!

Some of you feel lonely because your husband has been away for a long time, some of you are gradually left out because of your long-term companionship, and some of you are simply victims of family marriages!

But, here, love is enough! You can enjoy the long-lost love without any constraints, and feel how beautiful it is to be embraced in your arms!

And today, a new love has appeared!! “

Shouting out this last sentence, the man lifted the curtain that could only be opened by two people, and walked onto the stage like a handsome man.

The strange thing is that he is just a cowherd who betrays his love, but the man stands on the stage like an emperor, just looking at his back, and the other cowherds who should have appeared in turn lowered their heads in shame.

On the stage, with the appearance of the man, excited and crazy shouts came from all directions, and the master of ceremonies under the stage shouted with a microphone exaggeratedly: "Ladies! This! It is the first dedicated love! And after him—"

Before he finished speaking, the microphone in the master of ceremonies' hand was taken away by the man, this offensive and illegal behavior should have made the master of ceremonies furious, and called the security guards to knock this guy off the stage, but he didn't do it.

On the contrary, even if he just looked into the man's eyes at close range, the emcee, who was also a man, felt that his heart was in chaos, let alone knocking him off the stage, and he was reluctant to interrupt or even move to interfere.

So, the man who took the microphone of the emcee elegantly brought it to his lips, and the deep and magnetic voice flowed into the hearts of the women in the audience: "Dear girls, I am the first love to dedicate, and it will be the last love you have experienced, the only love!" After tonight, you'll all be my captives, but please don't blame me, it's my job after all."

Obviously he made an oath so ruthlessly and arrogantly, but the man received waves of screams and whistles, and even someone in the audience had already fainted, and was taken down to rest by the swaying security guard.

In this erosive and intoxicating atmosphere, the man slowly stretched out his finger, swept through the air and swept through everyone, and then slowly put his slender and white jade finger on his lilac lips:

"Introduce me again, I am Ziyan, as ethereal and mysterious as smoke, and as indifferent and ruthless as smoke, tonight, who will be the first to become my victim?"

The high-pitched screams came and went, Ziyan threw the microphone back to the emcee, and then slowly turned around on the stage where the banknotes were flying, leaving everyone with a back full of reverie, while throwing a wink at Xiao Si hidden in the shadows deep in the background.

However, the girl with the knife was still indifferent, but the group of cowherds also surrendered to the charm of Ziyan one by one, and their eyes applauded in confusion.

Only Ziyan himself couldn't cry or laugh, and sighed softly:

"Tsk, it's really a peerless beauty to show the blind......"

…

…

In the roaring helicopter cabin, Chen Fan, who was looking down and squinting, dimly noticed the movement of landing, and then yawned and opened his eyes, and was stunned for a while before he was completely awake.

Then, watching Wu Xiu and Wei Yanwu being quickly carried on a stretcher and dragged away by medical personnel wearing white protective suits, Chen Fan finally had a real sense of returning to normal order.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for Chen Fan to experience it, and Hu Weijiu, who was haggard with a face full of haggardness, stepped out of the bureau with his high heels and stare at him, stretched out his hand to grab Chen Fan's arm and dragged it inside: "Eh, mom, the three of you are finally back." Wu Xiu and Lao Wei are unconscious and can't answer, so you can only rely on your narrative to review what happened before. Hurry up, the old bald man was called by Wu Xiu's father and yelled, angry why did he send his son to deal with the ghost with a code name, and now he is on fire, don't let him find an excuse to deduct my already small salary. ”

Almost didn't get dragged by Hu Weijiu, Chen Fan trotted up to keep up with her pace, and helplessly rolled his eyes: "Little Sister Jiu, although I am the only one who is sober, but we are actually divided into two groups to act separately, if you really want to make a report, shouldn't you wait for Uncle Wei and them to come to their senses?" ”

"Hey, it's okay, Lao Wei's walkie-talkie was able to contact me before, and the matter was probably in our hands, but you kid is different, first separated from Lao Wei and Wu Xiu, and then lost contact for a while, and what happened during the period, I didn't have time to ask about it urgently. Besides......"

Glancing at Chen Fan meaningfully, Hu Weijiu pointed meaningfully: "Judging from the time of your last report and the location of the remaining traces, I'm afraid that ordinary pistols are not capable of hitting so far, right?" ”

With a smile, Chen Fan looked at him left and right: "However, shouldn't the black shadow be more important?" Little Ninth Sister. ”

Looking at Chen Fan's appearance, Hu Weijiu didn't pierce the meaning of his previous words, but just nodded: "Yes, the old bald head and I both think it's normal for people to have a little secret, and the dark shadow is indeed more important, so ......"

Finally came to the door of the conference room, Hu Weijiu smiled evilly and unscrewed the doorknob: "How to deal with the grumpy old bald head next, I will leave it to Xiao Chen!" Sister, if I still have something to do, I won't serve p-"

Before she finished speaking, Hu Weijiu twisted her ear with a hand sticking out of the crack in the door: "Little girl, you are still very tender if you want to fight with me, come in obediently and pay the price for assigning tasks without investigating Chen Fan's fear of heights!" ”

"Don't! Old bald !! ”

"Call! I! Three! Uncle! Public! ”

Three days later, on the roof of the hospital.

Looking at the sunset gradually setting outside the railing, Wu Xiu was melancholy, took out a cigarette from the pocket of the wide hospital gown and wanted to light it, but found that he forgot the lighter in the drawer when he came out today.

Wu Xiu, who was even more depressed at this time, had no choice but to stand silently with a cigarette in his mouth, and when he was bored, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the oblique thorn and clicked to light the cigarette for him.

Although there was some surprise, Wu Xiu still took the opportunity to take a few breaths to make the cigarette butt ignite, and then spit out the clouds and just wanted to thank him, when he turned his head and saw Wei Yanwu, who was also wearing a hospital gown and carrying a tomato in his pocket, he was smiling evilly and stretched out his hand to him, and the meaning of asking for cigarettes was obvious.

Crying and laughing, he took out another cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wei Yanwu, Wu Xiu turned his face a little embarrassed in his surprised admiration of the good smoke, as if he didn't know how to face Wei Yanwu.

With a click, he lit the cigarette that Wu Xiu handed to him, Wei Yanwu squinted and enjoyed a few puffs, then looked at the silent Wu Xiu and sighed: "I said Xiao Wu, this kind of thing is nothing to care about, it's just influenced by the spirit ghost with a code name, it's the same for everyone, don't take it too seriously." ”

After a sullen response, Wu Xiu was silent for a while, and then turned around and said with a depressed face: "Uncle Wei, am I dragging my feet?" Not only was he attacked by someone after landing and fainted from blood loss, but the originally arranged sniper position also failed to play a role, if it weren't for Chen Fan and you, the mission would probably end in failure...... To be honest, if you think about it, I was dispensable from the beginning of my mission. ”

Listening to Wu Xiu's self-denial, Wei Yanwu spit out a beautiful smoke ring, then reached out and knocked directly on Wu Xiu's skull: "Stupid, there is no perfect person in this world, right?" Even Chen Fan, who you have been comparing with yourself, fainted at the beginning because of fear of heights, and you had to unzip him to save him? If that's the case, you're the biggest contributor to this operation. ”

Rubbing his somewhat sore head, Wu Xiu glared at Wei Yanwu angrily and funny, and after a moment of silence, he chuckled: "Heh, Uncle Wei, you're right, Chen Fan, this kid only picked up a life by me, and I will talk about him in the future!" Ha! ”

Glancing at Wu Xiu helplessly, Wei Yanwu leaned on the railing and continued to enjoy the taste of high-end cigarettes, and Wu Xiu also accompanied Wei Yanwu wordlessly after being self-absorbed to finish smoking the whole cigarette.

It wasn't until the end that Wu Xiu pressed out the cigarette butt that was only a short piece left, and then muttered like a mosquito:

"Thank you."

Then, Wu Xiu turned his head and left, as if someone was chasing behind him.

And Wei Yanwu just chuckled, and after also pressing the cigarette butt, he trotted a few steps to follow Wu Xiu, and asked with some curiosity: "Then again, Xiao Chen, this guy never seems to smoke, Xiao Wu, do you know what's going on?" ”

Rubbing his chin and thinking about it, Wu Xiu shrugged his shoulders with some regret: "Well, although this kid has always claimed that he doesn't smoke because he is allergic to nicotine or caramel, but in fact, because his grandfather always smoked when he was young and didn't exercise when he was old, he ended up with lung fibers, so he has always resisted smoking." ”

Hearing Wu Xiu say this, Wei Yanwu suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat.

Glancing at each other tacitly, the two decided that it would be better to touch less cigarettes in the future.

After returning to the ward, Wei Yanwu took out the phone and began to complain to Hu Weijiu: "I said Xiao Jiu, please give me a phantom puppet for this kind of thing in the future, otherwise it will be too torturous to me?" ”

"Huh?" On the other end of the phone, Hu Weijiu's incredible voice rang immediately: "Old Wei, are you rashly stupid to be stimulated by your strength?" Let's not mention that each phantom puppet costs tens of millions, so it needs a fourth-level spirit core to drive, okay? Even if you can barely make it move now, what should Xiao Chen and Xiao Wu do? And the phantom puppet can only exert the strength of the second level, what is the difference between it and you now? ”

Listening to the complaint on the other end of the phone, Wei Yanwu hung up helplessly.

Ha - old bald head, you are too picky!

(The author's own experience, when grandpa left, he lost weight from 200 pounds at the beginning to 13, and the process was quite uncomfortable, and everyone should smoke less.) ）