I stand under a billion lives

Chapter 30

Rolling on the ground in pain for several times without any signs of easing, Chen Fan finally couldn't stand it any longer, and frantically took off the pistol issued by the Administration Bureau from his belt behind him, and directly used the black hole gun without any second thought. The muzzle of the gun touched his left temple, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a gunshot, and white, red, yellow, and colorful liquids were sprayed on the ground to the right of Chen Fan, as if a dyer's shop had been opened.On the ground or in the diluted or viscous liquid, some white fragments can be vaguely seen.

After he opened his mind, Chen Fan's body swayed a few times and then fell down, but even so, Chen Fan even twitched for a while before completely stopping his activities.

After a few seconds, the colorful liquid and shattered bones on the ground turned into white smoke and dissipated, and Chen Fan also trembled and got up suddenly, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath: "fxck It's really terrible, even if I got the ability to reorganize, I didn't expect that I would commit suicide because of the sequelae of not enough outlets, it's really scary..."

After murmuring for a while, Chen Fan turned his head to see that Wei Yanwu and Wu Xiu were still not awake. In desperation, he tapped the body of the sniper rifle, turned it back into a big box, and threw it on his back. Climbed to Wei Yanwu and Wu Xiu and dragged them to the elevator, ready to go down to find the place where there was a signal before and contact the management office.

But while waiting for the elevator (the elevator automatically returned to the first floor), Chen Fan recalled the situation where his arm was broken before, and shook his head regretfully: "Really, this kind of injury can be healed in a week. After the excruciating pain, I didn't even think about shooting myself, it's a pity that I lost my life..."

With a soft ding, Chen Fan dragged the unconscious two people into the elevator, and pressed the button on the middle floor: "However, in order to avoid such wasteful behavior in the future, I'd better find a way to use the ability Well, after all, my outlet is just like that now..."

After the elevator arrived, Chen Fan walked out of the elevator with two unconscious teammates, and at the same time tilted his head impatiently and dialed the intercom, and heaved a sigh of relief at the long-lost connection prompt:

"Huh—Xiao Jiujie? It's me, I'm Chen Fan, and the singer has been sealed.

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

No, no, Uncle Wei is because he has too much stamina in using his abilities against the singer, and Wu Xiu was knocked out because he was bewitched by the singer and wanted to jump off a building... By the way, Miss Jiu, after returning, there is something more important for me I have to report to you.

There was a dark figure who came from nowhere and wanted to snatch the sealed singer, but I hit the oil barrel with a pistol and killed him. "

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...

Under the pink light, in a room full of ambiguous atmosphere, a man with long purple hair as lush as a waterfall and silky as flowing water is sitting in front of a makeup mirror in a purple silk dress with a chest open, patiently applying lipstick to his lips. A gorgeous light purple lipstick.

After painting it carefully, the man pursed his lips to ensure the overall beauty, then turned around muttering, and complained to the petite gray-haired girl standing upright against the wall with a samurai sword as tall as him behind her. Get up: "Xiao Si, dolls are really not easy to use, look at a rookie who has just awakened in the Administration for less than a month, you can use one arm as the price to replace it, otherwise I would have already Take the sealed singer away easily, and we don't have to stay in this ghostly place any longer."

Facing the complaints from the charming man, the knife-handling girl called Xiaosi just continued to stand without saying a word, her white eyes staring straight ahead without any emotion.

The man seemed to have gotten used to the girl's silence for a long time, and after lamenting resentfully, he got up and walked towards the door leading to the outside.On the way, he even touched Xiao Si's chin, but she backed away without a trace.

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 can still hear the roaring and tsunami-like sound outside, as well as the bewitching voice of the master of ceremonies, which is amplified countless times through the microphone and exaggerates the warm atmosphere: "Ladies, why did we come to this place?" Place? Why does this place exist? That is 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 neglected because of your long-term company, and some of you are simply victims of family marriage!
But, here, love is enough!You can enjoy the taste of the long-lost love without restraint, and feel how wonderful it is to be embraced by others!

And today, a new love appeared again! ! ! "

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

The strange thing is that the man is obviously just a cowherd who betrayed his love, but the man stands on the stage like an emperor, just looking at his back, while the other cowherds who should have appeared in turn lower their heads in shame They arrived at this time, as if they would tarnish the emperor's dignity just by showing their faces, shrank in the background and dared not show up at all.

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

Before he could finish speaking, the man leaned over and took the microphone away from the master of ceremonies. This offensive and illegal behavior should have made the master of ceremonies furious, and called the security guards to blow this ignorant guy off the stage, but he didn't do it.

On the contrary, even if he just met the man's eyes at close range, the emcee of ceremonies, who is also a man, felt that his heart was in a mess. unwilling.

So, the man who took the microphone of the master of ceremonies gracefully put 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 dedicated love, and I will It will be the last you will experience, the unique love! After tonight, you will all be my captives, but please don't blame me, after all, this is my job."

Obviously making the oath so ruthlessly and arrogantly, the man received a wave of screams and whistles, and even some people fainted in the audience, and were taken down to rest by Huangshen's security.

In this rotten and intoxicating atmosphere, the man slowly stretched out his finger, and after sweeping across the air to sweep everyone, he slowly put his slender white jade finger on the lavender lips:
"Let me introduce again, I am Zi Yan, a man who is as ethereal and mysterious as smoke, but also as indifferent and ruthless as smoke. Tonight, who will be the first to be my victim?"

The high-pitched screams came and went, and Ziyan casually threw the microphone back to the master of ceremonies, and then slowly turned around on the stage where the banknotes were flying, leaving a back full of reverie for everyone, while facing the shadow hidden deep in the background. Xiao Si winked at him.

However, the girl with the knife was still indifferent, but the group of cowherds also surrendered to Zi Yan's charm, clapping their hands with blurred eyes.

Only Ziyan himself couldn't laugh or cry, and clicked his tongue softly:
"Tsk, it's really a peerless beauty who winks at the blind..."

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In the roaring helicopter cabin, Chen Fan, who was dozing off with his head down, vaguely noticed the movement of the landing, then yawned and opened his eyes, and he was completely awake after being dazed for a while.

Then, watching Wu Xiu and Wei Yanwu being quickly carried on a stretcher and dragged away by medical staff in white protective clothing, Chen Fan finally had the real feeling of returning to normal order.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for Chen Fan to experience it. The haggard Hu Weijiu came out of the management office stepping on her high-heeled shoes, stretched out her hand to grab Chen Fan's arm, and pulled it in: "Oh my god, the three of you are finally You are back. Wu Xiu and Lao Wei are both unconscious and unable to answer, so you can only rely on your narration to review what happened before. Hurry up, the old bald man was called by Wu Xiu's father and yelled. Don't be angry, why did he send his son to deal with the spirit ghost with a code name? Now it's a fire, don't let him find an excuse to deduct my salary that was not much."

Almost not being dragged by Hu Weijiu, Chen Fan trotted up to keep up with her, and rolled his eyes helplessly: "Miss Jiu, although I am the only one who is awake, we are actually divided into two groups to act independently. Yes, if you really want to make a report, shouldn't you wait for Uncle Wei and the others to wake up?"

"Hey, it's okay, we were able to get in touch with Old Wei on the walkie-talkie before, and we probably have everything under control, but you kid is different. First you lost contact with Old Wei and Wu Xiu, and then you lost contact for a while. What happened during the period was urgent and there was no time to ask about it. Besides..."

Hu Wei glanced at Chen Fan meaningfully, and Hu Wei pointed out: "According to the time of your last report and the location of the remaining traces, ordinary pistols are probably not capable of hitting that far, right?"

With a smile, Chen Fan talked about him from left to right: "But, shouldn't it be the black shadow that is more important? Little Nine Sisters."

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

Finally came to the door of the meeting room, Hu Weijiu twisted the doorknob with a smirk: "The next step is to deal with the bad-tempered old bald man, I will leave it to you, Xiao Chen! Sister, I have something to do, so I won't tell you what to do." -"

Before she finished speaking, Hu Weijiu's ears were twisted by a hand protruding from the crack of the door: "Little girl, you are still very tender if you want to fight with me, so come in obediently for you. Assign tasks to pay the price!"

"No! Old bald man!!!"

"Call! Me! Three! Uncle! Grandpa!"

Three days later, on the roof of the hospital.

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

Now Wu Xiu, who was even more depressed, had no choice but to stand silently with a cigarette in his mouth. When he was depressed, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the slanted spine, and clicked to light the cigarette for him.

Although it was a bit of a surprise, Wu Xiu took the opportunity to take a few breaths to light up the cigarette butt, then puffed out the clouds and wanted to thank her, when she turned her head and saw Wei Yanwu, who was also wearing a hospital gown and had a tomato in his pocket, smiling smirkingly beside her Stretching out his hand to himself, the meaning of asking for cigarettes was obvious.

Dumbfounded, he took out another cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wei Yanwu. Wu Xiu turned his face away in embarrassment amidst his surprised praise for the good cigarette, as if he didn't know how to face Wei Yanwu.

With a click, he handed Wu Xiu to his own cigarette, and after enjoying a few sips with squinted eyes, Wei Yanwu looked at the silent Wu Xiu and let out a long sigh: "I said, Xiao Wu, there is nothing to worry about. It's just that it's influenced by a ghost with a code name, it's the same for everyone, so don't take it too seriously."

With a muffled answer, Wu Xiu was silent for a while, then turned around and said with a dejected face: "Uncle Wei, did I slow down? Not only was he knocked out by a sneak attack after landing, but the planned sniper attack The position of the hand didn't play a role either, and if it wasn't for Chen Fan and you, the mission would have ended in failure... To be honest, if I think about it carefully, I was dispensable from the beginning of the mission."

Listening to Wu Xiu's self-denial, Wei Yanwu blew out a beautiful smoke ring, reached out and knocked Wu Xiu's head directly: "Idiot, there is no perfect person in this world? Even if you have been with Didn’t Chen Fan, who I compare myself to, fainted at the very beginning because of fear of heights, and you had to untie his parachute to save him? If you say that, you are the biggest contributor to this operation.”

Rubbing her aching head, Wu Xiu glared at Wei Yanwu angrily and amusedly, and after a moment of silence, she chuckled lightly: "Oh, Uncle Wei, you are right, this kid Chen Fan relies on me I only got my life back, so I’ll be talking about him in the future! Ha!”

Helplessly glanced at Wu Xiu, Wei Yanwu leaned against the railing and continued to enjoy the taste of high-end cigarettes, and Wu Xiu also accompanied Wei Yanwu to finish smoking the whole cigarette silently after being intoxicated for a while.

It wasn't until the end that Wu Xiu pressed down the short cigarette butt, and then he muttered like a mosquito:
"Thank you."

Afterwards, Wu Xiu turned her head and walked away, as if someone was chasing after her.

And Wei Yanwu just laughed lightly, and trotted a few steps to catch up with Wu Xiu after pressing out the cigarette butt, and asked curiously: "Speaking of which, Xiao Chen seems to have never smoked, Xiao Wu, do you know why?" something?"

Rubbing her chin and thinking about it, Wu Xiu shrugged regretfully: "Well, although this kid has always claimed that he doesn't smoke because he is allergic to nicotine or caramel, it's actually because his grandpa always smoked when he was young. , he didn’t exercise when he was old, and in the end he lost his lung fibers because of it, so he has always resisted smoking.”

Hearing what Wu Xiu said, Wei Yanwu suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat.

Looking at each other tacitly, the two decided that it would be better to avoid smoking in the future.

After returning to the ward, Wei Yanwu took out the phone and began to complain to Hu Weijiu: "I said Xiaojiu, please give me a phantom doll for this kind of thing in the future, or it will torture me too much?"

"Huh?" On the other end of the phone, Hu Weijiu's unbelievable voice immediately sounded: "Old Wei, are you stupid to be stimulated by force? Let's not say that a phantom doll costs tens of millions, but it needs a fourth-level spirit core Is it good to drive it? Even if you can barely move it now, what about Xiao Chen and Xiao Wu? And the phantom doll can only display the strength of the second level, what is the difference from yours now?"

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

Ha - old bald head, you are too stingy!
(The author himself experienced that when his grandfather left, he lost weight from [-] catties to [-] catties. The process was quite uncomfortable. Everyone should smoke less.)
(End of this chapter)