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Chapter 679 : Zhang Yujie's Mission 8

"Boss, you're back." Zhang Yujie turned his head away with difficulty, with a happy expression on his face.

Zhao Wusheng was carrying a large black plastic bag in his hand, which must have been filled with various pig-related meats. I dragged Zhang Yujie and swam to the edge of the pool near Zhao Wusheng. Zhao Wusheng put the plastic bag on the table, and then

Take out many lunch boxes.

Naturally, the lunch box contained the pig trotters, pork knuckles and other items that Zhang Yujie had previously requested. He couldn't move, so the difficult task of feeding him was naturally left to me.

This is my first time feeding someone, and this guy is so cheap! I usually see young couples feeding each other in the cafeteria. Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I am also looking forward to feeding each other with Chu Tingting. I think there must be people around

The look in your eyes can definitely kill someone.

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"Brother Zhao, how can you teach Zhang Yujie to kill?" I looked at Zhang Yujie's greedy appearance and couldn't help complaining to the smiling Zhao Wusheng next to me.

"Hey, killing also requires skills and talent. How to kill beautifully, how to kill without anyone noticing, how can it be learned by just teaching?" Zhao Wusheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it.

Got up.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" I pretended to ask the question casually, but my heart was as nervous as a drum.

Could he be a murderer? How could a person like him not have a few murders?

"No." Zhao Wusheng answered simply: "So far, no one has made me have murderous intentions. Even if the last undercover spy who came to me was discovered, I only lost two of his legs.

"Zhao Wusheng said naturally, as if it was natural and right to do so.

I was a little timid and asked again: "Didn't that undercover agent come to arrest you after he returned?"

After Zhang Yujie finished chewing the pig knuckle, I changed another pig's trotter and handed it to his mouth.

"No." Zhao Wusheng continued: "When he came to be an undercover agent, he was prepared to be killed. But I only disabled his two legs, so he was very moved and would not go against me again."


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