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Chapter three hundred and seventieth dislocation

After the movie ended, perhaps everyone was still concentrating on the plot, and the people leaving were particularly quiet.

Chujiu tilted his head, no one in this world is born bad, no matter how bad people are, there are seeds of kindness hidden in their hearts.

"Guo Guo, remember you were in the hospital and I went to the army to get the car?"

Chujiu told me that he ran down from the fourth floor of the hospital and saw a very touching scene.

Sitting on a bench in the lobby was a fierce-looking man. He was wearing a vest in the winter and his arms were covered with tattoos.

There were many people standing near the bench, but no one dared to sit next to him. The man looked indifferent and let others sit down as they pleased.

Until an old man with a cane appeared shakily. The old man looked at the tattooed man and then at the people nearby. He also did not dare to sit on the bench and stood with the nearby crowd.

"You! I'm talking about you! Old guy, come and sit here. I can't stand you standing over there, it's an eyesore."

The man yelled loudly at the old man, stood up and glared at the people around him, so frightened that the crowd turned around and did not dare to look at him.

Then the man cursed and walked up to the old man, grabbed the old man's arm, and held the old man on the bench.

"Sister-in-law Yiyi, do you think that tattooed man is a bad person?"

Zhang Xuan held my arm tightly and leaned her head on my shoulder. Suddenly she felt a little tired and wanted to go back and rest.

On the way back to the hotel, Chujiu took the initiative to find a topic several times, but Zhang Xuan ignored him and simply didn't speak. For a long time, the only sound in the car could be heard was the wind outside the window.

When he returned to the room on the ninth day of the lunar month, he looked at me with a sad expression on Zhang Xuan's face, meaning that he wanted me to figure out what to do.

Sure enough, as soon as I returned to the room, Zhang Xuan suddenly hugged me and started crying.

The female soldier queen whose mouth was bleeding without tears even cried twice in front of me.

"I feel like the lonely killer in the movie, who had no emotions before."

Zhang Xuan cried and said that like Leon in the movie, the most taboo thing is having feelings, because having feelings will create bonds and affect the judgment during tasks.

But she is not willing to be a humanoid machine. She also wants to have the youth of a normal person.

Being with me these days, this identity is a special challenge for her. She finds that the more seriously she plays the role of my girlfriend, the more painful she feels deep inside.

I didn't know how to comfort Zhang Xuan, so I could only let her hold me and cry like this.

The situation was much better than I imagined. In just two minutes, Zhang Xuan returned to normal, and the clarity in her eyes was enough to show that she was back to the state of the King of Soldiers.

"When I cried just now, I thought about a lot of things. Wan Li and I's intuition was right. There are definitely important clues in this factory."

This female soldier queen is so terrifying, she was thinking about the mission even when she was crying.

Zhang Xuan asked me if I could use another hexagram to calculate the specific location of the factory, even if it was narrowed down a bit.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly. The more times the hexagram is repeated for the same thing, the less accurate it becomes. The first hexagram is often the most testable.

It's not that you can't start the hexagram again. You can only wait until the eight or nine days have expired before the hexagram images derived from the hexagram will have accurate information.

"Brother, don't be in a hurry to take a shower. I have a feeling that within three minutes, the ninth day of the Lunar New Year will ask us to go out for supper."

Zhang Xuan saw me taking out my towel to take a bath, she smiled and took my towel away and put it aside.

"Three minutes? How can you be so sure?"

That boy's luck was blocked by his uncle on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, so I couldn't even make predictions about him.

"A woman's directness combined with the intuition of a soldier."

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was far from the time that we were called to have supper every day on the ninth day of the lunar month. I was about to make a bet with Zhang Xuan, whoever lost the supper would be treated.

"Guo Guo, sister-in-law Yiyi, I'm hungry."

There was a knock on the door from Chujiu. Fortunately, he didn't say anything about the bet. Otherwise, he would have been slapped in the face before he finished speaking. It would have been embarrassing just thinking about it.

Zhang Xuan raised her head proudly and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, asking me how to reward her, so feminine.

We had Anhui cuisine again, and Chujiu’s idea was to try all the special dishes on the menu.

After taking a shower, I consciously threw the pillow on the floor. This time Zhang Xuan did not persuade me, but just smiled helplessly and let me go. This was indeed much safer.

"Brother, why don't you just sleep on the bed? I feel so embarrassed."

Zhang Xuan was lying on the bed and pointed to the travel bag under the table next to her. There was a bulletproof vest in it. I could wear it to sleep. Even if I got kicked again, it would be fine.

Come on! I don’t want to be kicked by you until I have a shadow in my heart.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by a sound of rapid breathing. It was just starting to get a little brighter, and the electronic wall clock on the wall showed that it was almost half past four.

Zhang Xuan frowned and shook his head from side to side, giving the impression that he was experiencing some kind of pain.

"Yiyi?"

I called Zhang Xuan softly, but there was no response. Zhang Xuan muttered words such as "no, help". It seemed that she was having another nightmare.

I lay on the floor for a while and began to lose my sleep. When I heard the breathing coming from Zhang Xuan's mouth getting heavier and heavier, I got up again.

Zhang Xuan's face turned red. Even without turning on the light, you could see that her neck and ears were red, and the meridians and blood vessels on her neck were obviously bulging.

Damn it, you're not sick and have a high fever, right?

"Yiyi?"

I raised my voice slightly, but Zhang Xuan still didn't respond.

Reluctantly, I got up and crawled onto the bed, patting her arm lightly.

"Ah~"

Two shouts came out at the same time. The moment I touched Zhang Xuan, she reacted fiercely and waved her palm towards me, then kicked me on the arm.

I was kicked from the bed to the floor again, and the joint between my arm and shoulder swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I had a nightmare again and I can't wake up."

Zhang Xuan jumped off the bed, sat on my waist and put his arms around me, trying to pull me up from the ground.

"Ah~ it hurts!"

The moment my arm was touched by Zhang Xuan, the heartbreaking pain made me take a breath of air. Only then did Zhang Xuan realize that my arm had become swollen like this.

"Ah? Dislocated?"

Zhang Xuan gently grabbed my arm and apologized anxiously.

"Go call Chujiu and go to the hospital."

I said weakly, this is the retribution I swore to God. I told God I would never sleep on the bed again, yet I climbed up on it myself.

"Ah~"

I only felt my arm being suddenly pulled and lifted by Zhang Xuan, and there was a heartbreaking pain in my arm, and then the pain disappeared.

"Okay, it's connected, just put a plaster on it and it'll be fine."

Zhang Xuan was sitting on my lap, and suddenly she grabbed the hem of her vest with both hands and lifted it over her head.

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