There was a knife mark left on his hand, which was thin and glowing with light red. Xue Gui pulled the sleeve on his arm to cover the wound, took out a Zhongnanhai stick, and started puffing away. Lao Jiu was lying in the toilet with a frown between his eyebrows.
A red mark, small and difficult to detect.
"A part-time killer, he has a very tough mouth." Xue Gui picked up the things on Lao Jiu's body, a mobile phone and a key, then disappeared into the darkness and headed to the supermarket, not forgetting that he was here to buy cigarettes.
Before returning to the dormitory, Xue Gui called Wu Ming and said, "Brother, what are you doing?"
"Prepare a thesis, assigned by Professor Yang Guang." Wu Ming's voice was a little tired.
"Someone wants to deal with me." Xue Gui thought about it and said.
Wu Ming was silent for a moment, and then said: "The target should be me. You are implicated. Is anyone dead?"
"No, it's just useless."
"Well, it's good that you're not dead. Just go to class as usual and act as if nothing happened. I have something to do recently and I should take action the day after tomorrow. You should be ready." Wu Ming said solemnly.
Xue Gui nodded, excitement flashed in his eyes, and said: "I'll be there when you call me."
Shanghai Jiaotong University, library. Wu Ming rubbed his temples, with more than a dozen economics books in front of him. On the word document in his notebook was "Analysis of the Connotation and Characteristics of the New Generation Private Economy", with a text of 10,000 words.
Effortlessly.
Putting away his notebook, Wu Ming was thinking about tomorrow's macroeconomics course and did not forget the homework assigned by Professor Yang Guang. Intersecting with people, especially people of Yang Guang's level, with Wu Ming's identity, the best
The starting point is that it is good and better than the papers of his peers. This is not the first time he has written a paper. In the early years, many of Wang Yuyan's undergraduate papers were written by him.
The school year has just started, and few students are attending self-study. In the library, outside Wu Ming, there are two girls in a corner not far away.
Lu Xiaoman and her roommate Binglan. Lu Xiaoman is a good student who works hard, while Binglan is a mechanical and ferocious female animal. She is known as invincible in science, and her scores in liberal arts are sometimes single digits. But her most attractive thing is not her IQ of 200.
, but her bust. The Queen’s is already very big, at least D+, but compared with Ice Blue, it obviously doesn’t feel at the same level. Ice Blue’s red round-neck T-shirt is held up by pride, and half of the sky seems to be falling down.
, Wu Ming even doubted whether the ice blue thin waist could prevent the mountain from collapsing.
Lu Xiaoman had discovered him a long time ago, which is why he didn't go back after ten o'clock. After returning from Carrefour in the afternoon, the two separated. There was no dinner together, or even too many greetings. Wu Ming treated her as an ordinary friend, as always
The sunny smile was extremely shining and warm in Lu Xiaoman's heart.
Binglan looked at Wu Ming who came over with interest. She recalled that when they first met, she saw the novel in English in his hand, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised. People of the same type can easily smell each other out.
The smell of perverts. Different from literati, there must be mutual respect between perverts and perverts. Especially because of the relationship with the well-behaved Lu Xiaoman, Binglan developed an inexplicable liking for Wu Ming. Women's intuition is innate. Pure like a Sayuri
Lu Xiaoman had good intentions in his heart. Since he had a good impression of Wu Ming, it proved that he at least had merit.
"What a coincidence." Wu Ming walked up to Lu Xiaoman, smiled, and nodded to Bing Lan.
Bing Lan looked at the pile of books on Wu Ming's chest and said in surprise: "Can you understand the nine chapters of arithmetic?"
Wu Ming smiled and said: "It's nonsense. If you don't read a book that others can't understand, you can't show your profoundness. I often do this, so others misunderstand me like you. In fact, I am very humble.
."
Binglan was amused, showed a rare smile, and said: "There is no sign that you are humble. Judging from your external characteristics, this is a zero-probability event."
"How do you say it?" Wu Ming asked.
Binglan looked at Lu Xiaoman next to her and said: "Because you are not good-looking, you cannot be humble. Otherwise, you are mediocre. Although some people are ordinary, their inner temperament is not modest, which makes them extraordinary. If it is always
Your talent is hidden deep inside, and no one will ever appreciate it."
"Actually, I have something I want to ask you face to face." Wu Ming asked, pretending to be confused.
Binglan said: "Please speak."
"You have an IQ of 200. How would you feel when you see the test paper? Wouldn't you laugh at the honesty level of the test paper?" Wu Ming said with a smile.
"Xiaoman told you?" Binglan smiled half-heartedly, "You two have a pretty good relationship."
Lu Xiaoman remained silent and listened silently. When she heard that Binglan was deliberately teasing her, she said angrily: "Binglan, you..."
Binglan smiled and said: "The world is so small. You just came back from the supermarket and met again in the library. Wu Ming, tell the truth, did you do it on purpose?"
Wu Ming smiled casually and said: "You know me too well. Of course you did it on purpose. Lu Xiaoman is so cute, and I feel much better if I can see her one more time. I have a terrible headache when I work on my thesis at night."
"Why don't you treat us to a midnight snack?" Binglan eyes flashed and he poked Lu Xiaoman with his arm.
Just like that, the three of them were sitting in front of the night market stall at the North Gate of Jiaotong University. Barbecue, beer, chaos. People were coming and going, it was very lively.
Binglan is really a fierce person. She doesn't like three glasses of wine or two glasses of light wine at all. She blew a bottle of beer directly in front of Wu Ming. The rise and fall of her chest was so magnificent and unusual that the boys around her secretly swallowed it.
Drool. Wu Ming had to admit that he was surprised by the other party's generosity.
When Bing Lan handed over a bottle of beer, Wu Ming blew it without hesitation, without missing a beat.
Eating barbecue and drinking beer, he has a cool and tough style, just like a man, bold and majestic. The T-shirt has a round neckline, wetted with a few drops of beer, and turned into a few flowers. It is very charming. Even Lu Xiaoman looked at it
Ice blue eyes were full of envy and joy.
"The world is small." Binglan said loudly, "It's fate that we can get together. Xiaoman, do you think it's fate?"
Lu Xiaoman was aroused by Binglan's words, her pretty face turned red, and she said: "Yes."
"Come and have a drink too, and clink glasses with Wu Ming." Bing Lan shouted, "Don't wait around like a girl."
Lu Xiaoman looked at her roommate who looked drunk but not drunk, speechless, and muttered: "I am." However, she still picked up the paper cup and shyly said to Wu Ming: "Here's to you."
"After drinking this glass of wine, our relationship will take a further step." Wu Ming said with a smile.
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. The relationship goes one step further, what is that? Lu Xiaoman suddenly felt that his face was a little hot, and the hand holding the paper cup trembled slightly.
The night market does not belong to Jiaotong University. The one located in the middle of the triangle is shared by the three schools. Although students from several schools do not interact with each other very much, at night, many people forget their identities and gather together in the night market.
The stall where Wu Ming and the others are located has more than a dozen tables and is full of people. People come and go one after another, which is common. The boss is busy greeting the customers. The stall is run by a middle-aged couple. Their ingredients are very special.
, the portion is also very generous, so it has a good reputation. Most of the customers are students, and there are also a few gangsters wandering around the campus.
Several people sitting two tables away from Wu Ming had their eyes fixed on Binglan. He had a strand of long yellow hair, uniform clothes, and an arrogant expression. The man sitting in the middle was very thin, like a monkey, and his eyes were
But very sharp.
"Brother Tian, that girl is pretty good." Someone whispered, "She must feel good."
Boring scenes are always repeated in life. The other party's voice is not quiet, even if it is two tables apart, it can still be heard very clearly. Bing Lan's face is flushed, and he stares at the other party fiercely, his eyes jumping.
With anger.
The gangster looked at the icy blue chest provocatively, licked his lips obscenely, swayed his body, and twitched his lower body.
The boss's face changed slightly. He was most afraid that someone would cause trouble. He hurriedly ran to Binglan and said softly: "Do you have enough barbecue? If it's not enough, please add more."
Binglan didn't seem to hear, staring at the gangsters, spinning beer bottles in his hands. The boss secretly yelled, "They are gangsters in this area, locals, they are not easy to mess with."
Binglan then looked at the boss and then at Wu Ming. Wu Ming's eyes were blurry and drunk, and he squinted his eyes and said kindly: "If it's not enough, let's have another bottle." After that, he handed her another empty bottle.
After taking the bottle, Binglan yawned and deliberately shrugged his shoulders, exposing half of his shoulders. The gangsters looked at him and whistled.
Unable to hold on any longer, the two gangsters came over and said with a smile: "Beauty, let's come together."
One of the gangsters with freckles on his face glared at Wu Ming and said, "Get out of the way."
Wu Ming stood up helplessly and said to Binglan: "I am very humble."
Binglan completely ignored the dissuasion in Lu Xiaoman's eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I can protect you! They're just a few losers."
"What did you say?" The freckled man just called, when everything went dark, and a wine bottle grew from small to large, kissing his forehead.
The freckled man fell down, with the same expression on his face, straight and straight, with his mouth wide open. Binglan's performance was direct and decisive. However, Wu Ming could see that Binglan was very measured in his actions. No one could be killed, but skin injuries were unavoidable.
The other gangsters stood up and said angrily: "Damn it, you're looking for death!"
Binglan sneered and said loudly: "Let's go together!"
Lu Xiaoman looked at Wu Ming begging for help and signaled to leave quickly. Binglan didn't drink well, and one or two bottles of beer fully aroused her excitement.
Wu Ming grabbed the attacking hand and smiled at Binglan: "Continue!"
Binglan jumped up excitedly and dodged with two slaps. Bang bang, the gangster was stunned. The bright red palm prints on his face showed that Binglan's hand strength was much stronger than that of ordinary women.
However, several other gangsters were knocked down directly before they came over.
The screams could not be heard without stopping, and then became quiet in a few seconds. A man walked over easily, smiled at Binglan and said, "We meet you everywhere in life!"
Bing Lan said coldly: "I used to think this world was very big. Now, it's gotten so damn small!"
