The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 489
Seeing Pingfan's nonchalant expression, Mao Jun's face became even more gloomy, and he said coldly, "This is Baoji, and I'm a local. If you know people, everything will be easy to talk about. Mao Jun will be very grateful. Otherwise, I will There are a thousand ways to make you unable to stay, but there is nothing you can do."

"Hehe, it's really interesting, Brother Mao, do you know what is the most important thing in order to defeat your opponent?"

Pingfan was not frightened at all, instead he thought the other party's words were very funny, he was obviously a responsible person, but he wanted to put on a vicious look.

"What?" Mao Jun was stunned for a moment and asked stupidly.

Pingfan put his head closer and said in a low voice: "You must first determine your goal. If you don't choose the right goal at the beginning, then everything you do will be in vain."

"What do you mean?" Mao Jun lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked puzzledly.

Pingfan laughed and said: "What do you mean, I think, what I said is very clear. In some things, I am not your enemy, so you don't have to be so nervous."

"You mean you want to leave? Leave Axuan?" Mao Jun was a little short-circuited at this moment, he just wanted this annoying guy to leave Axuan.

Pingfan shook his head and said, "Leave? Hehe, it's impossible. When I want to leave, no one can stop me. When I don't want to leave, no one can control me."

He said this sentence full of domineering, and he seemed to be touched in his heart in a trance, as if this kind of tone, this kind of attitude is what he should show.

"I advise you not to ask for trouble. If you insist on not leaving, I will not be polite to you."

Mao Jun made a threat, then slowed down his tone, and said in a negotiating tone: "If you don't pester Axuan any more, I can give you some compensation as compensation for helping Axuan."

"Compensation, what do you want to use to compensate? With money? Although I don't have any money now, I really don't care about that stuff."

Pingfan said noncommittally, but he didn't understand why the other party insisted that he had other thoughts about Axuan?

In fact, the reason why Pingfan agreed to go to Quancheng with Axuan was just a choice at a loss. It didn't matter where he went, the important thing was that he wanted to live a peaceful and ordinary life.

"Don't pretend to be noble, just like you, that is, an ignorant little girl, we are all men, let's make it clear, I don't want Axuan to be deceived, what you want, just say it, and you can give it I'm not stingy, if I can't give it, don't be wishful thinking."

The more Mao Jun looked ordinary, the more he felt that this guy had malicious intentions. Otherwise, how could he be so calm? It seemed that he was an experienced liar.

Pingfan was already very impatient, he stood up abruptly, and said confidently and firmly: "I get what I want by myself, and I never beg others for alms, Brother Mao, you have misunderstood me." ,I do not blame you."

"However, there are some things you'd better not try, otherwise, you may regret it in the future."

After finishing speaking, Pingfan picked up the teapot in front of him, pointed the spout to his own mouth, raised his head, and poured all the tea in it.

"Hush, the tea is good, it really quenches your thirst, thank you, Brother Mao."

After finishing speaking, Pingfan turned around and walked out of the room on his own, he didn't want to continue entanglement with this person.

When Pingfan closed the door, Mao Jun came to his senses. He slapped the table, pointed at the door and cursed: "Nimma, you are looking down on me and threatening me on my land, I..."

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After walking out of the teahouse, Pingfan was walking on the street alone, looking at the street full of people coming and going, he felt very warm.

He knows what he wants and what he doesn't want. He hopes to be able to integrate into this society and enjoy a peaceful life.

When the other party threatened him just now, he felt his heart beating violently, and the blood in his body was boiling, just like a person walking in the desert met a puddle of clear water, and his whole body felt a desire.

Pictures flashed in his mind one after another, stumped limbs everywhere, bloody, a slaughterhouse, these pictures resonated with his blood, made him have an impulse, a bloody and crazy impulse .

Pingfan could hardly bear to do it, his joints were itching, Mao Jun in front of him seemed to be an extremely attractive prey, which strongly attracted him.

It's hard to explain the sudden killing intent. He didn't understand why he suddenly had that kind of killing urge. He vaguely felt that his body seemed to enjoy killing more than a peaceful life. feast.

But as soon as this impulse appeared, he suppressed it abruptly. He poured a pot of tea to dispel his killing intent, then turned around and walked away.

The reason why he left in such a hurry was because he was not sure whether he could control his hands. If the other party continued to provoke, he would have an offended anger in his heart. Once this anger was ignited, the killing would become ongoing.

He was a little nervous and a little scared. Once he couldn't help but do it, the result would become unmanageable.

For him, killing is like an addiction. Once re-infected, it will be difficult to regain peace.

It was hard for him to imagine why he had such a strong latent interest in killing. The hot blood flowing in his veins seemed to boil only when killing, and the hungering pleasure made him a little scared.

Regarding his past affairs, Pingfan lost all interest in inquiring, he didn't want to be his former self, he wanted to start his own new life.

And he couldn't understand why he was so angry. The other party only made a few provocative sentences, and didn't do anything excessive.

If he could kill someone just because of a few words, then his behavior would be too domineering.

In the bottom of his heart, there is always a vague voice reminding him that he is different from those people, that he is high above, that he can kill and kill.

He doesn't like this feeling, what he wants is not to be superior, but to blend in.

Walking slowly along the side street, Pingfan has been thinking about his own problems.

Sometimes he felt that it might be better to bury the past in his heart than to dig it out again. At least, this kind of peaceful and ordinary life made him enjoy it very much.

Thinking, thinking, he felt a little relieved, his previous self had become history, and he no longer had to search hard for the so-called truth. For him, it was more important to grasp the present life.

Since you don't like killing and don't like the previous life, then just spend your life quietly and ordinary.

(End of this chapter)