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Chapter 92 Respectively

Two hours passed, and there were only two monthly tickets, which was a huge blow...

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Sitting in the car, Zhang Wenhao's mind kept replaying the moment when Tom's brain blossomed just now. This was the first time Zhang Wenhao saw a dead person, and it was such a bloody and direct scene, which made it somewhat difficult for him to adapt.

Qian Ning knew that Zhang Wenhao needed a mental process, so she did not disturb Zhang Wenhao at first. After driving the car out, she asked: "Where is your home?"

Zhang Wenhao was in a daze. When he heard Qian Ning ask where he lived, he asked: "What? You want to send me back?"

"I can't send you back." Qian Ning said, "I can only send you near your home and then choose a place without surveillance to drop you off."

Zhang Wenhao blurted out and asked: "What about you?"

Qian Ning hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and said: "I left Jiangcheng overnight, and now is the best time to leave. If I stay here any longer, I will definitely die, and I will also hurt you."

Zhang Wenhao pursed his lips and nodded, saying: "Then you drive forward, near my school, and then I will pick up my bicycle."

Qian Ning hummed and said, "Then help me show the way."

Zhang Wenhao guided Qian Ning to an alley near the school. Zhang Wenhao knew this place very well. The terrain here is remote and there is no monitoring system. If you get off the car here, you can easily go to the community where you parked your car, and then ride a bicycle.

Go home, but if you leave, you may never see Qian Ning again.

Qian Ning stopped the car at the location indicated by Zhang Wenhao. As soon as the car stopped, he reached out and turned on the driver's seat switch. Then he exerted force with his right foot and instantly slid from the driver's seat to the rear, almost close to Zhang Wenhao.

Looking at Zhang Wenhao from the side, Qian Ning could no longer suppress his emotions and burst into tears.

"You want to say goodbye, right?" Qian Ning stared at Zhang Wenhao and asked in a trembling voice.

Zhang Wenhao smiled bitterly, nodded slightly, but still asked worriedly: "Do you know where you should go? Can you walk by yourself?"

Qian Ning burst into tears and choked with sobs: "Can you stop worrying about me at this time?"

Zhang Wenhao smiled slightly, looking at the two tears on Qian Ning's face, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Hug me." Qian Ning turned around, sniffed and said, "Hug me, maybe I will never have the chance to see you again."

Zhang Wenhao did not hesitate and sat forward a little. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qian Ning lowered the backrest a little, stretched out his arms and hugged Zhang Wenhao tightly.

Zhang Wenhao sighed and said: "Since you want to hug me when we say goodbye, why do you want me to sit behind you?"

"I'm afraid something might happen to you." Qian Ning whispered in Zhang Wenhao's ear: "The back row is safer and it will be easier for you to hide when necessary."

At this point, Qian Ning couldn't help crying. She hugged Zhang Wenhao's arms even harder and said, "If I had known this journey would be so smooth, I should have let you sit next to me."

Zhang Wenhao patted Qian Ning's shoulder lightly and said: "Please pay attention to your own safety, be more patient in everything, and take care of yourself."

"The same goes for you." Qian Ning said softly: "Don't let anyone know that you have seen me. Keep this matter in your stomach and protect yourself."

Zhang Wenhao nodded slightly, his cheeks touching Qian Ning's, and he could feel the hot temperature and moist heat on her face.

The alley was already as dark as night, and Qian Ning had turned off the car. The sight in the car was very dim. With only a faint ray of moonlight to distinguish things, Zhang Wenhao felt Qian Ning's face moving to one side.

, her lips slid across her cheeks, across the corners of her mouth, and finally stopped between her lips.

This gentle kiss caused huge ripples in the hearts of the two of them. Zhang Wenhao couldn't help but hold Qian Ning's face and took the initiative to continue the gentle kiss.

It was just a light kiss, without any move beyond the thunder pool. A minute later, Zhang Wenhao suddenly raised his head and said to Qian Ning: "Let's go, the longer you delay, the more dangerous it will be."

Qian Ning nodded lightly. At this time, Zhang Wenhao helped him put away the seat back. Qian Ning reached out and turned on the switch that adjusts the front and rear seats. Zhang Wenhao pushed lightly from behind and pushed the driver's seat back to the previous position.

Location.

At this time, Qian Ning looked sideways and watched Zhang Wenhao open the car door. Seeing that he had got out of the car, he hurriedly opened the car window, stuck his head out and said to Zhang Wenhao: "I will send you a message."

"Take care of yourself." Zhang Wenhao bent down, gently slid his hand on Qian Ning's face a few times, and said, "Let's go."

Qian Ning said hurriedly: "Go to the trunk and take that little blue box away."

Zhang Wenhao frowned and asked: "What is it?"

"Take the gun, and protect yourself." Qian Ning said urgently.

Zhang Wenhao said: "It's no use if I want that thing." "You bring it with you." Qian Ning couldn't help but said, "If you don't bring it, I won't worry."

"Okay." Zhang Wenhao nodded, turned to the trunk, took the blue box Qian Ning mentioned in his hand, walked to the cab, and said: "I've got it, you can leave quickly."

"Yeah." Qian Ning smiled bitterly and said: "The box contains Beretta 92F, with fifty rounds of ammunition. You can check the usage method online. You should take it with you to avoid any danger."

"the same as you."

"Yes." Qian Ning nodded, looking at Zhang Wenhao in a daze for a moment, and then said after a moment: "Thank you for helping me again and again, regardless of the danger. I hope I can have a chance to see you again."

After Qian Ning finished speaking, he immediately started the car. Before Zhang Wenhao could say another word, the car had already driven out and soon turned out of the alley and disappeared.

Zhang Wenhao held the blue box in his hand and stood in a daze in the dark alley. As soon as Qian Ning left, he even thought that everything before was just a dream. It seemed too unreal. If it weren't for the words between his lips.

There is still a lingering fragrance of Qian Ning's body on his body, and Zhang Wenhao really has to doubt the authenticity of all this.

Qian Ning left, or fled for her life. She was involved in a conspiracy and killed one of her accomplices. From this point of view, Qian Ning was in an extremely difficult situation, but from now on, she could no longer help her.

, only by herself.

Zhang Wenhao prayed in his heart that Qian Ning could turn the crisis into good, and he also secretly looked forward to the opportunity to see her again in the future.

Qian Ning was crying bitterly in the car as she drove away from Zhang Wenhao at high speed. She kept wiping her uncontrollable tears with her left hand. She had long realized that Zhang Wenhao would become a bond in her heart, but she never thought that the moment of separation would come.

, only then did I realize how deep this pain really was.

I have never liked anyone, but Zhang Wenhao was the first man to break into this twisted life of his, and successfully occupied an extremely important position in his empty heart. If it weren't for himself,

Qian Ning is unwilling to leave because of his identity and the current situation that he is deeply involved in. But this time he bid farewell to Zhang Wenhao, will there really be a chance to see him again in the future? Maybe after some time, he has forgotten himself, and he

, has completely disappeared from this world. I left my first love and belated first kiss to him. I hope I can survive in his mind for a while longer. In that case, I will be satisfied.

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Zhang Wenhao walked all the way down the alley, climbed over the wall, avoiding all light, until he came to his bicycle. There was no one around him, and he was still holding the "souvenir" left by Qian Ning in his hand - a handful of ordinary people.

A handgun I couldn't even imagine.

It was obviously impossible to go home with this box, so Zhang Wenhao opened the box and found that lying quietly in the box was a dark pistol, two magazines, a round and thick silencer, and a hard paper

box, with fifty rounds of ammunition neatly packed inside.

I am afraid that he will never use this kind of thing, but Qian Ning's attitude was very determined at that time. He had to accept the gun. After thinking about it, Zhang Wenhao simply took out the gun and bullets, and guessed

In his arms, Zhang Wenhao tore off the foam module in the box and tore it into pieces, so that no one would find out that the box was used to hold guns. Then, Zhang Wenhao threw the foam pieces into the trash can, and then

He threw the box into the garbage dump at the back door of another community, then got out on his bike and hurried home.

Along the way, Zhang Wenhao was thinking about Qian Ning. It should be a relatively safe time for her to leave Jiangcheng. After all, those people's attention had just been transferred to the shanty towns by him, and Qian Ning's organization also changed in a short period of time.

It should be impossible to determine the circumstances of Tom's death. As long as Qian Ning leaves Jiangcheng, it will be difficult for either the group of people who want to catch her or the organization that wants her life to find Qian Ning in the vast China.

What worries Zhang Wenhao the most is the injury on Qian Ning's leg. Her wound has just begun to heal. He estimates that she will need at least one antibiotic injection. He wonders if the sudden change tonight will make Qian Ning's injury worse.

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Back home, Zhang Wenhao thought his parents had fallen asleep, so he walked in quietly, but his mother Song Huafang noticed him. She walked out and asked Zhang Wenhao why he came back so late. Zhang Wenhao hid the past on the pretext of helping his classmates review their homework at their homes.

, his mother is very relieved about him now, and basically won’t take the initiative to ask about Zhang Wenhao’s personal affairs, so she gave an instruction and said: “Go back to your room and rest quickly, and don’t stay so late in reviewing homework for your classmates in the future, lest it is unsafe to come back on the road.

Zhang Wenhao responded, and when he returned to his room, the first thing he did was to take out the Beretta 92F pistol from his waist, put it in front of his desk and inspected it carefully. This gun was brand new and unusual.

, even the gun is covered with a thin layer of oil film, and it looks like it has never been fired. The same is true for the bullets. The fifty bullets are all brand new and shiny.

Zhang Wenhao conveniently put the gun under his bed, lying on the bed, thinking about what happened in the past few days in his mind. After these things, Zhang Wenhao also understood that the world is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface.

His ability to protect himself was also very vulnerable when faced with firearms. Zhang Wenhao's mind flashed with the word "Physical Strengthening Technique". Since he learned the "Physique Strengthening Technique", he has never had the opportunity to practice it properly. It seems that

, it’s time to hurry up and improve your own strength. (To be continued.

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