When I came out from Ba Ye, my face was very calm. I walked out of the office, lit a cigarette first, took a deep breath, and then walked down the stairs slowly.
As I turned the corner, I stubbed out my cigarette.
That's when I saw Tiger standing there smiling at me.
Today's weather is fine, the two of us stood under the eaves, looked at each other, and both smiled.
"Let's get ready. I've got the visa for our flight tomorrow morning, and it's here with me." Tiger smiled peacefully.
"Yeah." I nodded, and then told him, "This time Shiro will also go with us."
"Oh." Tiger said without any surprise, "That's it... no problem, originally I planned to take other people there, since Ba Ye decided to let you bring Xi Luo, I'll go through the formalities."
Tiger came over, patted me on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "This task will not be difficult, but it will not be easy, you can prepare tonight... don't bring too many things, what you need, get there There are all."
"clear."
Suddenly, Tiger smiled, he took two steps back, looked at my face, and sighed sincerely: "Xiao Wu, how long have you been here?"
"It's almost half a year."
"Well, it's been almost half a year." Tiger put his hands behind his back: "I saw you half a year ago, and you were still a very impulsive young man. Now, you finally look calm."
I nodded, then looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "You have taught me a lot."
Tiger grinned and smiled.
The sun shone on us, with some warmth, we both looked at each other and smiled, then shook hands, Tiger's tone was like a brother: "Don't worry, this time things will be successful, I will take care of you! "
Then we turned around and left separately. The moment we turned around, the smile on my face disappeared... replaced by a trace of haze!
Without stopping, I walked briskly across the garage and into the back room.
When I entered, I immediately closed the door behind my back and leaned against the door.
"What's the matter with you?" I looked up and saw Qiao Qiao standing in front of me. She seemed to have just showered and changed her clothes. She was wearing a zippered coat and her hair was tied up with a handkerchief. She felt very refreshing.
"I'm going out tomorrow." After pondering for a while, I told her, "I'm going to do something."
There was a gloomy look in Qiaoqiao's eyes, but then she smiled: "Going all out again?"
"No, there won't be too much danger this time... probably not." I dodged Jojo's eyes, then walked inside, pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, opened the closet, and found some clothes. One by one stuffed in.
Suddenly, my movements stopped.
In my hand is a Tang suit, black and a little old, but it is very clean!
This dress was given to me by Tiger, I still remember the way he patted my shoulder and smiled when he gave me this dress...
I hesitated, and stuffed the Tang suit into the suitcase.
"Where are you going?" Qiao Qiao asked behind him.
"Go back to China first... and then maybe go to Vietnam." I didn't hide from Qiao Qiao, because I absolutely trust Qiao Qiao. Jojo is also very smart, she won't tell others what I tell her.
"Go back to China?" Qiao Qiao seemed to understand the reason for my ugly face: "You... go back to China?"
I smiled, but the smile was a bit bitter: "Well, I just wandered around the country for a while, and I will leave immediately, and I won't stay in the country for a long time."
That night, Qiao Qiao uncharacteristically stopped joking with me, and the game of "flirting" between us seemed to be suspended.
At night, I lie on the ground... In fact, I have taken a thick mattress and put it on the ground to sleep these days. After all, it's one thing for everyone to joke, but I still have some obstacles in my heart when I really share the bed with Qiao Qiao.
I lay on the ground with my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
The mattress under my body is very soft, it doesn't feel hard at all, and it doesn't feel cold. But tonight I just can't sleep, looking at the ceiling carefully...
In the dark, I heard Jojo breathing evenly... Well, maybe she fell asleep.
I sighed, then sat up, lifted the quilt carefully and stood up, walked to the wardrobe, opened the bottom drawer, pulled out the whole drawer, put it aside, and finally opened it from the interlayer inside the drawer. , took out something.
It was something wrapped in newspaper. I opened it layer by layer, and inside was a gun.
A Browning pistol with two magazines beside it. I held it in my hand, and the cold handle of the gun felt hard in my hand... I sighed, then picked up the gun, and carefully wiped it with the silk scarf I put away.
I picked up a bullet and squeezed it in my hand. Then he suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the door and then at the window.
I made a few aiming motions, took another deep breath, and put the gun down.
"What are you doing?"
In the darkness, Qiao Qiao's voice suddenly came. When I looked up, I saw Qiao Qiao leaning on his upper body and looking at me.
"It's nothing." I replied lightly, put away the pistol, put it back in the interlayer and put it away.
I walked back to the mattress and sat down, feeling a little irritable. I couldn't help but fumbled for cigarettes from my pocket. After fumbling for a long time, I found that the cigarette case was empty.
"Can't you sleep?" Qiao Qiao's voice was very soft, she sighed quietly: "Xiao Wu, are you worried about returning to China?"
"Yeah." I nodded, in the dark, I smiled, and said slowly: "Going back to China... I never thought I could go back so soon."
Then we fell into silence again.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Qiao Qiao's voice came from the bed: "Xiao Wu, come here."
"Um?"
"Come here." Jojo's voice was calm.
In the darkness, I slowly stood up and walked to the bed. Qiao Qiao moved slightly inside to make room for an empty seat. I lay down, and then I felt Jojo's hand hug me gently.
Her body is very soft, there is a kind of sweet breath drilled into my nose...
I hugged her back...
It's a weird hug. In this kind of hug between us, there seems to be nothing about lust. I just feel that at this moment, my heart is comforted by a little warmth...
Qiao Qiao's voice sighed in my ear, her voice was very gentle: "Okay, go to sleep...everything will be fine."
I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and hugged Jojo tightly... My fingers gently stroked her shoulder blades on the back, which was very thin.
It seems that for the first time, I suddenly realized in my heart: Qiao Qiao is a woman.
A very gentle, very feminine... woman.
Finally, my heart calmed down and I fell asleep...
When I left in the morning, Jojo didn't get up, I know, she probably didn't sleep all night, because I felt her hands gently patted on my body, just like when I was young, my mother coaxed me Like sleeping... This seemingly alternative flying woman comforted me with her rare tenderness.
Just as I put on my clothes and picked up my suitcase to go out, Qiaoqiao lay on the bed and said slowly: "Come back alive."
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Ciro is nervous, I can see that.
His expression was serious... even a little too serious. As I walked over, I felt his body tense up.
I smiled and patted his cheek lightly: "Handsome guy, take it easy! We're not going to fight, you just treat it as a trip."
Ciro smiled at me, and I could feel his smile was forced.
I understand that this is the first time he has gone out to do errands... It is also the first time he has done errands for Ba Ye.
It's like the first time I got the "voting certificate", I can understand his mood at this moment.
Tiger was wearing a suit, sunglasses, and carrying a suitcase in his hand. In appearance, he does look like the eldest of the three of us. Judging from his status, he is indeed the leader of our trip.
A brother drove us to the airport, and then waved goodbye to us. Before leaving, he looked at me and faced me with a very respectful look and tone: "Little Brother Wu, brothers are waiting for the good news of your return. !"
Little Brother...
I laughed, a bit complicated.
Hearing this name again, I felt a little bit emotional in my heart.
Just like when I was in China, even though I am not very old, the brothers around me will respectfully call me "Little Five Brothers"
The word "brother" is no longer just a trace of age. It is more a standard of a complex mixture of strength, plus status... and many other factors. I know that my previous actions, from working for the organization, to accepting Sandhu's challenge publicly and killing him in the ring, these actions have earned me respect among my brothers.
Even Ciro, even though he is two or three years older than me, he looks more like my younger brother in all respects.
Maybe it's because I've been through too much.
When the plane took off, I was sitting on the seat, chewing gum, and Si Luo was sitting next to me. He had gradually escaped from nervousness, but was a little excited and excited. He was looking at the beautiful stewardesses coming and going with a smile.
And I closed my eyes, and there was a voice in my head that I couldn't get rid of.
This voice belongs to Eighth Master!
In my mind, the last words that Ba Ye said to me repeatedly echoed: "Going out this time, you have to help me kill someone..."