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037 The life before is both real and unreal

Xiong Weiqun couldn't tell what the phrase "I'll ask the superiors then" meant. Should he apply to kill Zhong Ping quickly or kill himself quickly?

In fact, we can also understand this statement from another aspect, that is, after Zhong Ping said "Weapons cannot be placed in the kindergarten", e said that sentence in reply, still in a nagging and troublesome state.

Xiong Weiqun felt that he was a little confused, even more confused than Zhong Ping at this time. The e, the fifth in the v society and in charge of all the killers, was here. When talking about the mission, he did not shy away from Zhong Ping, an "outsider", and he looked like a neighbor's uncle.

The same response to Zhong Ping's request...

In this situation, either Zhong Ping can't survive these ten minutes, or Xiong Weiqun is the "outsider" among the three people, so e did not avoid Zhong Ping.

He has felt that Zhong Ping is very suspicious from a very early stage. Although Zhong Ping himself has not done anything that can show his great wisdom... But don't people often say the word "great wisdom seems like foolishness"?

His trump cards were all laid out in front of Zhong Ping from the beginning. Zhong Ping knew the meaning of the seven bullets in his revolver. His gun-holding posture was extremely standard. He could recognize the sniper rifle just by looking at the parts... maybe

She also knew that he wouldn't be able to kill him.

Maybe the meeting with Zhong Ping was arranged? The organization wanted to eliminate him, but also felt that he was usually too cautious and couldn't get in, so they sent Zhong Ping, the best actor, to meet with him for a while?

No! When he met Zhong Ping, he had never failed a mission. Why would the organization plan to eliminate him? No... wait, could it be that the organization felt that it had used him enough, so it saved a sum of money by removing him?

He just felt that the recent mission was weird. It was probably a cover-up to keep him close to Zhong Ping...

If the above terrible inference is true...could it be true? It was too coincidental that Zhong Ping swallowed the bullet! No, it couldn't be too coincidental. At this time, we must include the situation where L is also an accomplice.

The fear, weakness, fear of blood and wounds in daily life, the desire to be a kindergarten teacher forever, and the charm between the two of them after drinking...are those all fake?

A feeling of anger rushed straight to my forehead, and at the same time there was an inexplicable pain, just like a little girl full of dreams who found that her doll was alive, could cook and chat, and was accidentally kicked by her parents before she survived for a day.

The despair of being trampled to death.

Because he suddenly thought that if Zhong Ping pointed the gun at him with a standard posture, he didn't know if he would have any remaining strength to resist.

Zhong Ping took Mingming to the door, and Mingming's father rushed over. Xiong Weiqun stood there dumbly, unable to move.

When Mingming's father walked to the door, Zhong Ping's voice came over: "Although you have helped me, I still want to remind you not to teach Mingming bad. He should learn to be decent and become a revolutionary in the future!"

Mingming's father laughed twice and took the child out. The child shouted: "Goodbye, Teacher Zhong!"

Zhong Ping chased after him in his slippers and kept chanting: "Don't do that to the kindergarten! Please be a little more aggressive than the child!"

Without looking back, Mingming's father raised his hand and waved, stuffed Mingming into the passenger seat, walked around and got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove away.

Xiong Weiqun suddenly confirmed some of his inner thoughts. Zhong Ping actually talked and laughed with a person who was ten times more dangerous than him. And they have been together for so many days, and now Zhong Ping still seems a little afraid of him... This is not a performance.

What is it?

If I had to say what it was, it would probably be that everyone would chat and laugh with the person they were amiable to, but stay away from the person who had a knife stuck in their neck from the beginning. Unfortunately, Xiong Weiqun did not analyze this.

Zhong Ping hurriedly returned to the classroom and called Xiong Weiqun: "Have you got your things? Can we go home directly without going back to the office?"

Xiong Weiqun didn't speak for a while, but nodded stiffly. He felt that if he opened his mouth, strange questions and curses would flow out of his mouth.

The two of them walked out of the kindergarten one after another and walked onto the avenue outside the kindergarten. As they walked, Zhong Ping said to himself: "Let's order dinner tonight, order honey-glazed pork ribs..." He still asked questions as he walked.

He looked at Xiong Weiqun.

Xiong Weiqun just walked with his head down, and it was impossible to tell from his expression whether he heard Zhong Ping speak.

Zhong Ping understood that the direction was completely wrong to solve the problem: "I also know that setting up an arsenal in a kindergarten is simply unscrupulous. By the way, what did you mean at the beginning? You promised me that you would ensure the safety of the kindergarten! You must do this.

You have to stand by me..."

Xiong Weiqun suddenly stopped walking, frowning and looking at Zhong Ping in disbelief. It was so obvious just now, do you still want to act? He obviously has the ability to transfer the arsenal by himself! What else do you want to do? I want him to let Xiong Weiqun take over.

The goods were cut into two pieces when they arrived? Why can't you tell the truth? Can you tell e to ask your superiors, is the code name f? Is it g?

When Zhong Ping saw Xiong Weiqun suddenly stop, he turned around and asked innocently and stupidly: "What's the matter? A man, he means what he says..."

"I have a sister." Xiong Weiqun said suddenly, not sure if it was to Zhong Ping or to himself.

"I know, but...what's wrong?" In fact, what he said next was "beautiful and clever." But when he looked at Xiong Weiqun, he realized that there was something indescribably wrong with Xiong Weiqun's expression, and he realized it later.

Ping also felt strange.

"Nothing, just honey-glazed pork ribs." Xiong Weiqun lowered his head to block the wind and led the way home.

"Ah?" Zhong Ping was even more confused. He jogged two steps to catch up with Xiong Weiqun's long strides. "How about adding half a pound of spicy duck neck downstairs?"

When he got to the apartment downstairs, Zhong Ping went to a first-hand store and bought half a catty of duck necks out of selfish motives. The boss also gave him a whole piece of chicken neck. He was very satisfied and followed Xiong Weiqun upstairs without taking off his coat.

Called the takeaway.

When he finally sat down in the living room, Zhong Ping carefully asked Xiong Weiqun: "When is your mission? Can I call the police then?"

Xiong Weiqun glanced at Zhong Ping with a complicated expression, and handed the bullet with the mission to Zhong Ping in a self-defeating manner. Zhong Ping was shocked: "This... can I really see this?"

Xiong Weiqun chuckled strangely: "It's not like you haven't seen it before."

"Do you still blame me for taking that bullet last time... I didn't mean it that time... Who told you to drop it..." Zhong Ping rubbed his scalp and rubbed the back of his head.

"Are you looking at it or not?!"

Xiong Weiqun let out a strange roar, which startled Zhong Ping. His left hand trembled unsatisfactorily, and he didn't even look at it.

Xiong Weiqun got angry for no reason, grabbed the bullet, twisted it away roughly, pulled out the note inside, pushed the note away awkwardly with his fingers, and then placed it one meter away from Zhong Ping's eyes.

Zhong Ping chuckled twice in embarrassment: "...it's a bit unclear."


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