[The newly revised version, replaced by a lot of homophones, and then sealed me and changed it again]

Anlan was silent for two seconds and disarmed the build armor, but still held the smoke gun in his hand.

Is this going to stop?

Just as Rose and Liu Chuang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was the end of the matter, they suddenly saw An Lan's handsome face with a weird smile.

"Oh hehehehehe......"

An Lan smiled and raised his right leg to step heavily on Liu Chuang's chest, and with his left hand, he felt out the magazine groove that was locked with a full bottle and filled into the smoke gun, looked down at Liu Chuang, and asked with a smile: "Why,

So serious? ”

The lock full bottle has the characteristics of special ability blockade and weapon powerlessness, An Lan doesn't know if it is useful for the three generations of gods, but according to his speculation, it should be somewhat useful.

"What?"

Liu Chuang, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly became nervous again, and together with the rose on the side, he had doubts in his heart, and he didn't know why An Lan asked this sentence at all.

Although this is very consistent with the description of An Lan in the file, his personality is moody and suspected of schizophrenia.

An Lan stepped on Liu Chuang's chest with one foot and slowly squatted down, stretched out his left hand to pinch Liu Chuang's cheeks and break his mouth, and then slammed the barrel of the smoke gun filled with a locked bottle inside.

With a strange smile on his face, he repeated what he had just said: "I ask, why is it so serious? ”

Liu Chuang, who was so nervous, didn't know how to answer and couldn't answer, his brain had been filled with horror, he had just seen the power of a smoke gun, this was by no means an ordinary toy gun.

Anyone who is held up by a pistol with a power comparable to an anti-aircraft missile will be nervous and frightened, Liu Chuang didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and he didn't dare to swallow his saliva.

The fear of death oppressed Liu Chuang, causing him to feel infinite remorse in his heart.

In the past, Liu Chuang repeatedly refused to change because he knew that there were mysterious forces protecting him, and as long as he didn't do anything particularly hurtful, he wouldn't die, and he had nothing to fear.

But this time it's different.

An Lan has the ability to kill him and the idea of killing him, at least in Liu Chuang's opinion, he panicked and he was afraid, now he is not a super soldier but a super hooligan.

The rose on the side also stared at An Lan's finger on the trigger as if she were facing a great enemy, ready to use the wormhole ability to save people at any time.

Just when both of them were nervous, An Lan suddenly reached into his trouser pocket with his free left hand, felt a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, and then touched the lighter again.

Liu Chuang, who was oppressed by the fear of death, also subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, wanting to take out a lighter and light it for An Lan, only to find that when he fell just now, his lighter had been burned out by the hot air.

An Lan took out the lighter, lowered his head and lit the cigarette, with a trace of reminiscence and confusion in his eyes, smoking a cigarette and talking about the past: "You know, I hate hooligans and gangsters, even more than you imagined." ”

Liu Chuang, who was shouting the barrel of the gun, nodded lightly twice, and said in his heart, I know, I am now being held by a black technology gun.

"That was seven years ago or eight years ago, anyway, a lot of years ago."

An Lan took another puff and flicked off the ash of his cigarette, and continued: "At that time, I was probably in the middle of the first bell, and I was still a very thin boy, and I didn't have the strength I have now.

Qian Zhongshu said that an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy probably has more women in his heart than the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, and he is more dirty than the toilet. But at the same time, he is yearning for the purest and most beautiful love.

I was about fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and I knew that I was young, and I had already entered puberty, and I had a girl I liked. The girl was not the same as me, but she was the same age, she should have been a year younger than me, and I started school later.

So beautiful girl, I fantasized every day about how to pursue her and be with her for the rest of my life. ”

Liu Chuang and Rose held their breath and listened quietly, the latter had vaguely guessed the ending in his heart.

The beginning is so wonderful, and if it can be remembered by An Lan to this day, the ending must be a tragedy.

An Lan continued: "One day after school, I went home as usual.

On the way home, I saw that girl, surrounded by a dozen or so small wontons in a small alley, can you imagine the scene at that time?

I wanted to save her, but I was terrified, there were more than a dozen of them, each of them was taller than me and stronger than me, and they looked fierce, and I was just a beginner.

I was afraid, I didn't rush up to fight with the dozen or so little wontons, but borrowed a mobile phone to report the scene, and called our school again.

And then I ran away, and I was a coward who didn't even dare to let go of the girl. ”

Speaking of this, An Lan smoked another cigarette, and his eyes were sad as if he was reminiscing.

"And then?"

Rose couldn't wait to ask, a subtle sense of awkwardness rising in her heart, and a curiosity to know how the story would end.

A week later, she transferred schools. I haven't seen the girl since. ”

Rose was silent.

Teacher Xuexiao and Jing Zha should have been a step late, and the girl had already suffered some irreversible damage, so she had to transfer to another school.

The reason why An Lan hates Liu Chuang so much has also been found, with such an experience, how can he have a good impression of an old rascal like Liu Chuang who molests women?

It's just that......

The story told by An Lan, Rose always had a sense of déjà vu when she heard it. There is also a faint sense of awkwardness, as if this story was made up or tampered with by An Lan.

This subtle awkwardness was quickly forgotten by Rose.

She slowly took a few steps forward, patted An Lan's shoulder gently, and comforted with some pity and some distress: "Mourning is good."

The past cannot be reversed, but the future can change. Give yourself a chance, and give Liu Chuang a chance, I believe he will definitely be a man again. ”

"Uh-huh."

Liu Chuang couldn't wait to nod his head, his mouth was gagged by the barrel of the gun, didn't he nod and shake his head?

An Lan glanced at Rose, then lowered his head to stare at Liu Chuang, as if persuaded to get up slowly, and the hand holding the smoke gun also hung down to the side of his thigh.

"Can I trust you?" An Lan asked softly.

"Big brother, don't worry!"

Liu Chuang, who escaped the catastrophe, cried with joy, and hurriedly promised: "I, Liu Chuang, must reform and re-behave, and never do the bad thing of stealing chickens and dogs as a traitor."

You'll spare me this time! ”

"Well, I believe you." An Lan smiled and nodded.

Call!

Rose and Liu Chuang breathed a sigh of relief again, Nima's, finally convinced the moody evil star.

Just as the two of them were relaxing, An Lan suddenly raised the smoke gun again, pressed the trigger and bombarded Liu Chuang's chest.

"Boom!"

Liu Chuang, who had just regained his senses, was blasted dozens of meters away by this shell, his physical strength was exhausted again, and the Nuoxing God of War gene was down again.

[Warning, system abnormal, energy depletion......]

[Warning, system abnormal, energy depletion......]

"Ahahaha......"

An Lan turned the smoke gun back into the dark plane, laughed maniacally, patted the nervous Rose on the shoulder, and turned to walk towards the police station.

"Don't worry, you can't die."