As the old saying goes, please collect! Xiao Jin, get down on your knees!
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In a large house on the outskirts of Changnan City, which looks very old and is full of "historical lines", a man looks very thin and black. In particular, a pair of black eyes are more "national treasures" than national treasures. It looks like a man with an incurable disease is yawning and coming out of the room in the east of the house.
The east room is his sleeping room. At the moment, he was going to the west room, the room where he put his self-made fitness equipment to exercise. Suddenly, the door of the house was knocked.
"Dong Dong! ~ ~"
The sound of knocking on the door is very loud, just like playing a drum. It is estimated that the person knocking on the door has something important to find the owner of the house?
"Really! Knock at the door early in the morning and die? " The man with sick face yawned again and looked at the wall clock, indicating four o'clock in the afternoon. Then he slowly "shook" in the direction of the door.
Say "shake" because the man just walks with his toes against the ground! And... It doesn't seem to be hard at all. The whole body looks light and floating. It seems that a gust of wind can blow him thousands of miles away. However, as long as you know this man, he looks weak on the surface, but as long as you know him, you will know how terrible and cruel he is!
"Squeak! ~ ~"
The old wooden door groaned, and then was gently pushed away by the man with sick face. When he saw a woman standing outside, he was stunned. Then some dissatisfaction immediately disappeared. Even the sick expression on his face seemed to have some spirit: "little grape, why are you here? Damn it! Come on, bring me a man as a gift. What are you doing? Handsome boy, what do you call it? "
The person standing outside the house is no one else. It is the woman known as "Bodhi" and her companion Xia Dongqiu.
"Sick ghost, you haven't seen each other for so long. You still haven't changed. This mouth is not smoking!" Bodhi said. Finally, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately raised his right hand and threw it hard at the other party's left cheek, as fast as lightning.
If he was an ordinary person, he could not escape this slap, but the man called "sick ghost" easily bowed his head, then bent down again, then turned his toes against the ground, quickly flashed behind Bodhi, then pulled her hair and said, "little grape, you haven't changed since I haven't seen you for so long, I always like rough hair, and... The quality of this hair seems to be as good as ever, as soft as ever! "
Then the sick ghost man showed a very debauchery expression and wanted to touch Bodhi's hair.
At this time, a cold pistol hit the back of his head, colder than the gun, and the words came out: "let go, if you touch Bodhi's hair again, believe it or not, I'll make a flower of blood on your head?"
The sick ghost man immediately released his hands, then turned his head and looked at Xia Dongqiu with a smile: "I believe, I believe! The famous Musketeers have spoken. How dare I not believe it? Just... Don't you think it's too disharmonious for you to point your gun at my head? "
After saying that, the sick ghost flashed a fierce shadow in his eyes, then his head deviated, and then his body quickly "shook" in front of Xia Dongqiu, and a hand knife slashed down his neck.
The sick ghost looks very thin and weak, but his explosive power is famous in the organization! If this hand knife is eaten in summer, winter and autumn, I'm afraid I won't wake up tomorrow.
However, Xia Dongqiu was not an ordinary person. His eyes flashed, his right hand threw the gun, his body tilted down, and then his left hand extended like lightning to take the pistol.
When the sick ghost's hand knife was about to look at the neck of mid summer, winter and autumn, his pistol was about to aim at his head.
"All right! Have you had enough! " Bodhi finally had an expression on his face, frowned and shouted angrily.
The sick ghost and Xia Dongqiu had a meal at the same time, and then immediately stopped. They looked at each other and walked to Bodhi with a cold hum.
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After entering the big house, the famous stingy sick ghost even made Bodhi a cup of best Pu'er, then sat opposite him, looked at each other and took a sip, suddenly smiled and asked, "what's the taste of little grape? I got it from a dead ghost's house! "
Bodhi knew that the "dead ghost" in each other's mouth was actually the target who had been assassinated. He smiled faintly, then put the tea lamp on one side of the tea table and said, "the taste is OK, but I'm not here to taste tea with you today, but..."
The sick ghost immediately stretched out his palm and interrupted the other party's words: "of course I know you're not here for this purpose. It's the so-called three treasures hall without anything. You must have something important to help me?"
Bodhi only shows a slight expression when asking for help, "yes, I hope you can help me! You are the fastest in our group. If you cooperate with Xia Dongqiu's gun, you should be able to temporarily limit each other's strength! "
"You want me to work with this smelly guy?" The sick ghost glanced at Xia Dongqiu standing on the left of Bodhi and said with disdain: "I don't cooperate with this guy. I don't believe I can't subdue that guy alone. What's his name?"
Bodhi just wanted to answer, but was preempted by Xia Dongqiu in the same tone of disdain: "I don't want to cooperate with a guy like you. If I cooperate with you, a sick ghost, it is estimated that I will be short-lived for a few years!"
"Qiuxiang! You want to die! " The sick ghost immediately widened his eyes and stared at Xia Dongqiu. His eyes were so angry that he was about to spray flames.
Qiuxiang is a nickname given by the sick ghost to Xia Dongqiu. Because the last name is Dai Qiu, and often follows Bodhi, he feels like a woman, so he gave him such a nickname that makes him feel very angry!
In the future, whenever a sick ghost calls this name, it proves that he will fight with Xia Dongqiu.
This time... Is no exception!
After the word "Qiuxiang" was shouted out from the mouth of the sick ghost, Xia Dongqiu's expression became gloomy, and then his handsome face was twisted and rushed at the other party gnashing his teeth.
"Hum! I don't think you have learned enough lessons. Are you still playing melee with Grandpa? "
The sick ghost screamed and rushed at the other party. The action was as funny as a dog pouncing on food.
Bodhi looked a little speechless. She had seen such a scene no less than five times. She was used to it. Anyway, in the end, they must lose both.
The sick ghost was entangled with Xia Dongqiu, and there was no need to put three indiscriminate tricks on each other, and screams came out of their mouths.
In the end, as Bodhi expected, they all separated and returned to their original positions.
Xia Dongqiu's eyes are blue, her nose is hung with two lines of blood, her mouth is swollen, and her hair is messy. Her mature, handsome and charming appearance before is completely at two extremes from now. If the waitress at the hotel front desk sees Xia Dongqiu's appearance now, she is estimated to say in her heart that her idol is disillusioned, and then she turns around and runs away crying.
The situation of the sick ghost is not much better than that of Xia Dongqiu. There are several scratches on the left and right faces, and then there is a blood red tooth mark on his neck. If a man sees his situation, he will certainly ask him: "why is your gay friend so cruel to you? It's so happy! "
"Well, you two should have had enough?" Bodhi asked angrily when he saw that they were separated.
"Hum!"
"Hum!"
Xia Dongqiu and the sick ghost were like a little couple who were making trouble. They snorted coldly and turned their heads to one side at the same time.
Seeing this, Bodhi was speechless and angry. He patted the tea table next to him and shouted, "are you two finished! My sister Xiaoyu is still in each other's hands! Will you two put your heart into it? Especially you sick ghost, are you willing to help me? "
Bodhi's heart ached faintly at the thought of what danger his sister might encounter.
At this time, the tea table in front of her suddenly "ah!" It broke with a sound.
Xia Dongqiu and the sick ghost suddenly looked silly. Their faces were pale with fear. You know, this tea table is made of tempered glass!
Elder sister is a god!