Jiaolong was sweating profusely, with a towel hanging around his neck. He wiped his forehead with a smile, "I'm exhausted. I just ran back from the corner of the mountain."
"I'll go, you are perseverant enough."
"That's right, life lies in movement." Jiaolong smiled and stretched out his hand, "Come and eat some steamed buns. Little Wang Yue, let me tell you, do you want to stay here for two more days?"
"What are you doing here?"
Jiaolong smiled at me, "This is my first time seeing Lan Lan on stage. That girl has quite a personality. She doesn't have many friends here anymore and she doesn't like to talk. You're a very pretty kid."
"Damn, it's thirty thousand yuan. It's enough to go to other bathing centers and become the emperor!"
"Last time, a nouveau riche old man paid her 200,000 yuan for one night, but she didn't even do it. Your 30,000 yuan is too little."
"Eat the steamed buns, eat the steamed buns." Jiaolong pointed at the steamed buns and touched my head lovingly, "You must have overworked me last night. You see the dark circles under my eyes."
"Don't come here." I smiled and pushed Jiaolong. "Uncle Long, what do you mean by asking me to play for two more days? It must not be about Guang Lanlan." After saying that, I immersed myself in eating steamed buns.
There were quite a lot of people passing by around.
"I will teach you a lot." Jiaolong smiled, "I will make you an emperor. I am quite bored here. Even though there are many people here, they all treat me with respect. With them, I feel
I might as well have fun with you kid. This business has just gotten on the right track and I can relax. Then you are here and I will take you." Before I could say the rest, I heard a "boom" sound.
The loud noise made me shiver.
I felt blood splattered on the side of my face, and immediately afterwards, the owner and wife of the nearby stall, as well as the passers-by, all started shouting.
I looked up and saw Jiaolong's head drooping directly on the breakfast table, right next to me.
I felt like a bolt from the blue at that time. There was a buzz in my head, and I glanced at the middle-aged man in front of me who was dressed in ordinary clothes and hurriedly walked out of the crowd. He looked very anxious. He still looked very panicked.
I immediately stood up, strode forward, ran two steps as hard as I could, jumped hard, and jumped on the man. The man walked forward in a hurry, without even looking behind him.
One of them failed to stand firm and fell to the ground, throwing the gun far away in his hand.
The man turned around and punched me in the face. I punched him hard, gritted my teeth and let out a heartbreaking roar, "Ah," and then punched him on the bridge of the nose.
It was very, very hard, and I didn't even know where the strength came from. I heard a painful cry of "ah".
The man hugged the bridge of his nose with both hands. I sat on top of him, stretched out my hand and punched my face several times. Then I felt a chill in my arm. I didn’t know when a handful appeared in the man’s hand.
The knife hit my chest and stabbed me again. I didn't hide. I reached out and grabbed the man's blade with one hand. Then I raised my hand and punched him in the face again. The man pushed me hard, and I was hit by him.
Pushed to the side, the man also dropped the knife in panic, and then got up from the ground. After getting up, he turned around and ran out of the alley like crazy.
I got up from the ground, my mind went blank, and I chased after him.
After we exited the alley, before I could react, I heard the sound of the accelerator, followed by a loud "bang". The man was hit and flew far away. A silver-gray Passat car without a license plate came out again.
It accelerated and ran directly over the man. It was obvious that he was going to kill and silence him. I immediately saw that the driver of the car had long curly hair and a beard. Sitting next to him was a boy with a crew cut, and he stretched out his hand to say something.
I pointed to the front, only caught a glimpse of it, and then looked at the Passat. After pressing over the man, it turned around and disappeared without a trace. There was also a Gekko V6 logo on the rear butt of the Passat. I had it on my hand.
The blood was still dripping down, and I glanced at the man on the ground. He was obviously dead. At this time, another car followed quickly. I didn't pay attention. I just felt a little panicked. "Master Long,
Lord Long." He muttered a few words to himself, feeling like he was dreaming. He turned around and ran back to the alley. He slowly walked to the edge of the breakfast stall, where the dragon was lying there, his eyes wide open, and he was no longer breathing.
.I patted Jiaolong's face gently, "Master Long, Uncle Long, Uncle Long." Then I yelled "Uncle Long!"
The dragon still didn't move. The blood on my hands was still flowing. There were many people watching around me. My heart was ashen and it felt like a dream.
I sat slumped on the ground and stared blankly at the dragon without saying a word.
Slowly, I heard the sound of the police car. I looked at Jiaolong, and the blood on my hand flowed down my fingers and onto my body. It fell on my clothes.
The police quickly sealed off the scene, and I was taken to the police car. From the hospital, a specialized doctor bandaged my wound. Many people asked me what happened, including plainclothes, police, and nurses. The doctor, I was the only one.
I didn’t want to say a word. There were so many onlookers around, so naturally someone would tell everything. The scene was full of witnesses, and they asked me where I was sitting. That person was because the incident was exposed, and he was beaten by his accomplices when he went out.
He was killed and silenced. He hit someone so hard at close range, and then pressed him over the person who had already fallen to the ground. It was so new that he didn't die. I don't know who the enemy is. Jiaolong has too many enemies. I don't know who is like this.
He was so courageous that he dared to do such a thing in broad daylight. But Jiaolong really died like this. He was shot in the head with a gun from behind by a minor character and died. The heroic Jiaolong, Shen Tianxiao's absolute confidant, treated
I am also a very good dragon. The dragon who was chatting with me last night and just now is gone. He is not as heroic and capable as the ones on TV, one against ten, nor is there such an ultimate big fight as shown on TV.
The boss must go through a big battle before he dies, and he doesn't die without being injured or suffering from any disease first. The way of death is the most direct and violent. I don't know who is the mastermind behind the scenes, but
I know that Shen Tianxiao will go crazy. Shen Tianxiao will collapse when he hears it. The calmness of fx will be broken again.
Things were pretty much what I thought. That night, I was picked up by someone. It was Xiaobao who came to pick me up. Xiaobao and I came out of the public security bureau and looked at the people outside, Brother Sheng, Li Feng, and Xinxin.
Here we come, Shen Tianxiao and Overlord are here too. Five people are standing at the main entrance of the Public Security Bureau, looking at me.
