Chapter five hundred and sixty third sleepless night
The night is full of contradictions and intensity. The moment night falls, countless people will tear off their disguises and reveal another layer of dignity.
Night is both confusing and dreamy, and at the same time, night is also the most real.
Night, sleepless.
The family dinner ended in a harmonious atmosphere. Pei Jianjun, who was gradually getting used to retirement life, was dressed in a Chinese tunic suit and looked calm. He was just one step away from reaching the top. In the past, he still had extravagant hopes. Now, after he retires, he won’t think so much. During the dinner, he
Mentioned to Pei Yuejin that he wanted to take his father back. Now he has time. When he was young, his father was busy, and he has been busy for a long time. Now that he is old, he has no time. He wants to spend more time with his old father, even though his own grandchildren are all
Already have a girlfriend.
At this family dinner, what impressed Cheng Xiaoyu the most was not the transformation of Pei Huan, but the transformation of Pei Jianjun in front of him. His appearance was flawless. After he retired, he truly achieved the state he had been pursuing.
For the first time, Pei Jianjun brought his grandson over. Pei Xiaojun, who had just entered college, already had the characteristics of the Pei family. When he saw Cheng Xiaoyu and Pei Pei, his sister-in-law and brother-in-law called him sweet. The Pei family gradually began to give space to the fourth generation.
, the core backbone transitioned to the third generation, and Pei Yuejin became the current helmsman of the entire Pei family.
A brother-in-law summoned a BMW, and Pei Xiaojun "won a great victory". As for Cheng Xiaoyu, no one in the Pei family could call him lucky anymore. The leader of the third generation in the future was gradually placed in his head.
superior.
The purpose of the family dinner, the purpose of Pei Xiaojun’s arrival.
Cheng Xiaoyu understood, and he accepted it readily, even if it was not for the girls around him, but also for the sincere treatment of Pei Yuejin and Sheng Meilan.
From another angle, Pei Huan found that he admired the kid Daewoo more and more. At this moment, being able to hold back and show off was not something ordinary people could do. Thinking about the difficulties he had faced in the past, he felt quite self-blame. Those obstacles were not meant to be.
should exist.
Cheng Xiaoyu and Pei Pei were lying on the bed, chatting about what happened tonight. They still remembered the last time they slept together. At that time, they were still worried and waiting to endure. Now, they are gone. Victory has come.
It's so fast, but it's not easy in this speed.
Pei Pei wanted to go through everything with him, but found that every time the most difficult moments came, he would always carry everything on his shoulders alone.
"Husband, love me."
Some words do not need to be told over and over again, and some wishes do not need to be expressed over and over again. As a woman, understanding a certain strong mentality of men is also a success.
Tenderness is like water, which is the best harbor for men to rest. They will be moved by the arrogant words of the women around them after surviving the first disaster and winning with difficulty. We can carry it together, why don't you take me with you? But then
It's just a matter of listening. When he really wants the woman around him to shoulder difficulties with him, he doesn't have the capital to let the woman follow you arrogantly.
If a woman wants to magnify a man's success, all she has to do is give him a home where he can have a good night's sleep.
The two bodies merged into one, and the bright moonlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, shining on the two bodies moving softly and lingering under the quilt, the moon rose, the moon rose...
The moon is tilted, the moon is tilted...
On the bed, only Pei Pei was left with a satisfied smile. The man beside him had already left.
A bustling metropolis with gorgeous neon lights. Even though it is early in the morning, most streets are still gorgeous and brightly lit.
Outside the Not My Bar, cars were speeding past, and the sound of sudden braking could be heard far away in the empty night. Mu Qingya and Xiao Shou walked out with cold expressions, and got into the two cars at the front and back respectively, forming a three-car group. The motorcade quickly flew through the night, heading towards its destination.
"You are very persistent in guarding this place." Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Mu Qingya, who was no longer as energetic as before. During this period of time, it was difficult for him, and it was even more difficult for Mu Qingya to hold on to this three-acre area of the capital. It can be said that it is a miracle that he is still alive.
The fierceness on Mu Qingya's body disappeared, and there was now a touch of depth, a bit more ferocious and majestic, crazy for the sake of madness. After Cheng Xiaoyu punched the man and left the capital, he endured a lot. The intrusion from all aspects, and what's more, the unbearable memories are the reason why he can still live.
When he heard the news about Cheng Xiaoyu's return, he laughed crazily for a long time. Pei Pei called him to let the proud man know the news in advance. In the most difficult time, he refused the Pei family's asylum and persisted in his pride. Now Now that he has turned over, he is entitled to know the news in advance.
Mu Qingya touched the bloody scar between her neck and said with a evil smile, "I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."
"I owe you." Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, and once he succeeded, all his bones were withered. Perhaps, from the moment Pei Pei introduced this person to him, tragedy was destined to follow Mu Qingya.
"From a long time ago, you no longer owe me, and no one owes me." Mu Qingya's ferocity revealed cold despair, and was filled with the urge to explode in despair. It won't be long before he Thinking in his mind, his fingers kept flicking back and forth on his legs. Maybe it would be an hour, maybe half an hour, maybe even shorter. He wanted to avenge Xiao Gong and avenge himself.
Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes. A crazy man will not tell you why he is crazy, and his love will not let you blaspheme the madness he admires.
Fate has made Mu Qingya a tragic character. This is not acting, this is life, but so what, he cannot escape. Perhaps, in his list of enemies, Cheng Xiaoyu should have occupied a very important position.
Three cars were occupied by the strongest troops around Cheng Xiaoyu.
Heimu, Hulang, Tongdu, Daao, Cui Xiaozhuan and Ma Shengnan. As for Cheng Datou, he always acts alone and always lets himself live in darkness.
Together with Mu Qingya and Xiao Shou, it is the most luxurious gathering of powerful people. Such a team has the ability to do many things, such as going to Jiang Burang to settle accounts. Mo Tianci is hiding now, and time is running out. Chase out is not allowed.
Destroying the enemy's will is far crazier than killing it all at once. Cheng Xiaoyu is a crazy person, otherwise he would not be able to get to where he is today. He knows that Jiang Burang will not escape. There are some things that he is willing to protect for the rest of his life. No one My heart is completely cold, but there is always a little soft spot that illuminates all the darkness.
Fighting to the death does not mean that there is a deep hatred. Two unrelated people can fight to the death, just because they both have to protect something.
The collision always comes so suddenly. Two people who should be sympathetic to each other come to opposite sides for some special reasons in each other's life. Perhaps they are not even familiar with each other's appearance, but they have to raise their guns. , constantly entangled with the opponent until the winner is determined, and also life and death.
The headlights of the car flashed, approaching the convoy from a distance. They flashed several times and then turned the steering wheel violently. The car made a big tune, and then the buzzing sound of the accelerator pedal was heard, which was vaguely provocative.
Heimu asked Cheng Xiaoyu's opinion through the rearview mirror, whether he should follow or make a decision before taking action. Now it seemed that Jiang Burang had been prepared for a long time. He was very sure that Jiang Burang must have moved the car.
I am 100% certain that that style of turning is unique to him.
Cheng Xiaoyu curled his lips and glanced at Mu Qingya beside him. Compared with his confidence, Mu Qingya was completely synonymous with madness. He only had enemies in his eyes. Any enemy standing opposite him would be destroyed by him.
.
Crazy people will do crazy things. When he decided to follow Cheng Xiaoyu today, the so-called worries were gone, and he had the confidence and courage to move forward.
"Brother Mumu, this is the capital, don't you find it exciting?"
Kuroki shook his head: "Crazy, maybe it's not a good thing." He was reminding Cheng Xiaoyu that Jiang was forced to fight without having something he needed to protect, and he had to do it quietly, because this is the capital, and every little thing will matter.
Being magnified. Where is Cheng Xiaoyu? Don’t you? You just received glory today. Is this appropriate?
"No, we all know that we can't hide it. At a certain moment, someone will come out to stop it." The fewer people you interact with, the easier it is for you to understand things that too knowledgeable people cannot, because they will be more superstitious.
Worship the power of the country. No matter how strong your personal power is, you must bow your noble head in front of the country. You are not the only smart person. The country is full of smart people and has all-pervasive channels. Whatever you can think of, there will definitely be others who can think of it.
In a word, if you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself.
"I will take action." Mu Qingya is also a smart person, but he has his own stubbornness and madness.
"You will definitely not succeed. Believe in the power of this country, you will never be able to truly see where the bottom of the ground is. Red Arrow is the strongest, is it really the strongest?" Cheng Xiaoyu was willing to believe what he had in his mind as an ordinary person.
No matter what the country is like now, those red children or high-ranking cadre children will always think that it is just like this, there is nothing mysterious, the officialdom is like this, the shopping malls are like this, etc., is it really just like this?
"My hands will be faster." Mu Qingya went crazy just because he couldn't bear the humiliation.
It's a private basketball gym. It's not big or beautiful, and it's a few years old.
Can Ming is standing at the gate. His strong facial features are more angular under the dim light. His stubby hair is so harmonious with the triangular spurs in his hands. At first glance, you will distinguish him from soldiers, killers, etc. who are cold and hard.
characters are connected.
Through the lights in the basketball gym behind him, one can faintly see the crowds of people surging. They all believe that it can't be done, but they all want to try to see if they can surpass the country. This is how people are, they always only believe in their own judgment, even if it is their own judgment.
Tell yourself that the road ahead is difficult, but you still have to walk. Until the moment you can't move on, you won't be able to convince yourself not to move forward.
Can Ming turned around and walked into the basketball gym. Cheng Xiaoyu and others also got out of the car. Da'ao walked into the basketball gym with two heavy machine guns in his hand.
Firearms are the highest limit that anyone dares to use, and they must be used in a specific environment. Once a large-scale gun battle or explosion occurs in the huge national capital, no one can afford the price, and the gun held by Da'ao,
The greater extent is deterrence. Although both sides believe that this is a 'silent' battle, they should make some preparations to guard against the other side.
In the basketball hall, there are more than twenty men of different heights and different looks, all with cold-blooded murderous intent. At a glance, you can tell that they all came out of blood and fire. First-class masters, standing there dying.
At the front, I saw Da Ao focusing on the machine gun. He curled his lips in disdain and pointed in the direction of the second floor of the basketball hall. There was no one next to the machine gun set up on the platform.
Da'ao spread his hands, put the heavy machine gun aside, and stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his eyes searching back and forth among the more than twenty people. It didn't take long for him to tell himself that there was no way you could find anyone who belonged to Jiang Burang.
Cheng Xiaoyu pushed Ma Shengnan and asked her to stand next to the heavy machine gun. The battle here was not suitable for her, and it was not convenient for her to participate.
The freed Da'ao untied the object he was carrying on his back, and took two steel pieces, one larger, thicker and heavier, one in each hand. Without saying much, he rushed towards the opponent.
Tiger Wolf Boy, Cui Xiaozhi, and Mu Qingya Xiaoshou all rushed forward.
This scene is so ironic. A group of adults, high-end people who are more mature than adults, are fighting like junior high school students and high school students at this moment. It is still this kind of fight without any technical content, conquering everything with fists.
fighting.
"Brother Mumu, I suddenly want to leave." Cheng Xiaoyu and Heimu didn't move. The blood red became the main theme as soon as they came into contact. A real master's battle, every move is fatal. There is no confrontation. Every attack will kill someone.
"This is the ideal opportunity to kill you. How could Jiang Burang miss your desire for revenge? He set up a stage and took the opportunity to kill you. Everything will disappear. He will choose to bear everything." Hei Mu finished his words and held up his hands.
With a flash of cold light, he rushed forward and faced the two charging opponents.
"It's really a seed of infatuation, but you have found the wrong person." Holding the Afghan machete in his right hand, he walked towards the center of the basketball hall in a cool and unrestrained way. This group of people are obviously professional mercenaries who have experienced hundreds of battles. You can tell by their appearance.
They all come from Southeast Asia. No matter whose handiwork it is, you can tell by looking at the skill that it was definitely not a day's work. Maybe this is something he has prepared for more than ten years and will be given to Mo Tianci in the future.
Those who fall will either die or have completely lost their ability to fight. Otherwise, they will not even be qualified to fall. Someone is guaranteed to stab you in the throat.
Da'ao was stabbed several times, but he was also the one with the most fruitful results. Around him, there were five or six people lying down. In the first round of charge, he narrowed the numerical gap between the two sides.
Hulang, Tongdu, Cui Xiaozhuan, Mu Qingya, and Xiaoshou were all injured to varying degrees. Xiaoshou was the most serious. A huge wound was opened on his entire abdomen. Blood and intestines were surging. He still refused to move against the wall.
Fall down.
In a brutal battle, the absolute advantage of force is not great. It is a battle of your own death or mine. It is a quick and decisive situation. Cruelty is the only magic weapon for victory, and confrontation of fate is also the only scene that will appear.
In the melee, you were unscathed, and all your opponents were knocked down. It was a movie or TV show, not reality. It was a one-stroke battle. How could it happen? The moment your knife hit my body and arm, the knife would pause. If I wanted to change it, both sides would be injured.
It may be difficult, but it won't be difficult to replace it with a wound that you can't escape from.
Tiger Wolf's butterfly knife cut his opponent's throat. As blood spattered, the short blade on his opponent's shoe also penetrated into Tiger Wolf's waist. With the force of his kick, the two separated. One died and the other was injured. In the melee,
A ray of sword light struck the head of the unbalanced tiger and wolf. Cui Xiaozhuan's thick arms hit the two temples of the knife holder. The knife holder did not forget to slash with the knife when the severe pain hit him and made his body lose balance.
On the shoulders of Tiger and Wolf...
Mu Qingya blocked the thorn that was stabbing Xiao Shou's throat, used his shoulder, and then chopped off half of the opponent's head with a wave of his hand. A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was pressed against the wall. His face became increasingly pale as he watched.
Xiao Shou, who was breathing weakly, had no tears or howls. This was an outcome that had been expected for a long time. All he could do was roar and continue charging towards the battle group...
Tong Du's resting snake-shaped knife flew lightly, and Da Ao was always not far away from her. The two had a tacit understanding of their cooperation. Tong Du's speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, combined with Da Ao's steel and diamond-like sweep, not only blood, but also all kinds of splashes
The objects exude disgusting cruelty...
On the ground, there were eight or nine dead bodies and several seriously injured people. The remaining ones who had a special sense of danger for one second survived. Several wounds near the fatal vital points on their bodies were still bleeding, and their combat effectiveness was not much damaged...
When Cheng Xiaoyu stepped into the venue, the battle had passed for more than half a minute, and the battle was about to end. In a life-and-death duel, as long as the number of people was not too different, the time from the beginning to the end of the battle was calculated in minutes.
A figure rushed in front of Cheng Xiaoyu. As the two of them approached, the doors, windows and roof broke through the barriers at the same time and rushed in. More than a dozen fully armed soldiers rushed in. After entering, they pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fired one after another.
The powerful narcotic bullet hit the target who was still standing in the room.
The sudden change did not hinder Cheng Xiaoyu's close confrontation with his opponent. As soon as he got closer, he was 100% sure that the person standing in front of him was Jiang Burang. Both speed and skill were stronger than before he rushed over.
too much.
Two anesthetic bullets hit two people respectively, but within a few tenths of a second after the hit, the drug reaction took over their bodies, and some actions were completed.
Jiang Burang fell down under anesthesia, with confusion in his eyes.
Half of his ears, the ears in different directions from the black wood, left his head under the rotation of the Afghan scimitar. With the ears as the center, half of his cheeks and head were also cut by the blade.
Cheng Xiaoyu blocked his heart with his right hand, tightly holding Jiang Burang's military spur, using his palm as an 'armor' to block the military spur from passing through his heart. He held an Afghan scimitar in his left hand, and anesthetizing bullets were inserted into his abdomen.
"I practice swordsmanship with my left hand."
There is an 'Afghan scimitar' on the ground next to Cheng Xiaoyu. Its function is only to serve as cover and confusion.
Except for Ma Shengnan, who was sitting in the corner with his lips pursed and two heavy machine guns in front of him, Cheng Xiaoyu was the only one left standing. The dose of anesthetic bullets was so large that the human body could not resist it. He would be anesthetized in an instant. Where was Cheng Xiaoyu?
He was shot in the abdomen, and as soon as the anesthetic entered his body, it was wrapped in mist-like energy and swallowed up.
Mu Qingya's hand was not faster than the bullet. The moment he fell, his eyes showed regret, and the direction his eyes looked towards was where Cheng Xiaoyu was. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point ()
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