"Shoot Dai Junchou?" Mr. Liang looked at Qin Hu who had escaped with blood and was very suspicious, "Are you sure he will die? What's the matter with your injuries."
Qin Hu took off his coat that was soaked in blood. He was hunted down by many forces along the way. It was a fluke to get away. "I was hitting the position of the left chest and heart. I'm not sure if I died, but afterwards I He has been chased by at least seven people, and it is really luck to escape back." Not only the killers sent by Kui Mulang, but also the Huang Zonghu people of Suomen Huamen were chasing him.
"From the surveillance video we tuned up, it is indeed the position of the left chest heart. And according to the information collected by our intelligence agents, Dai Junchoi seems to be chaotic, and there are rumors that he is dead." The housekeeper just now. Come in, take the ipad and play the surveillance video at that time, as well as the sorted information. All kinds of intelligence all point to a result, and Dai Jun is dead.
"It's a pity that all the people who brought to Changchun are exhausted, and I didn't hold on to Changchun." Qin Hu lowered his head and seemed quite sad. He fought so badly in this battle, and there was nothing left of his family to take to Changchun.
"What are those people? It's really a victory to kill Daijuncho. Don't worry about the team. There is a good place to try it. Daijuncho is dead! Haha, haha!" Mr. Liang With some excitement, I poured a glass of vodka with ice, and then watched the video again and again with my eyes shining, "Even if you are not dead, you have to cultivate for three or five months. God bless my Liang family, God bless me Liang family!"
"Is it better?" Tang Meng carried the egg custard and fed it to Feng. Although this shot did not hurt the roots, the massive blood loss and severe pain after the operation were enough for Feng as a scholar to drink a pot. With a pale face, Feng tried to move his left hand, and found that he felt painful and sweating when he tried to move a finger. "I'm really sick. Didn't Jing Muyan say that there is nothing serious."
"If the Dou Muqi is shot, it will be better in three or five days, but whoever tells you not to exercise, eat your meal quickly, behave, and open your mouth." Tang Mengli took the trouble to feed Feng with a spoon, making Feng listen. I am embarrassed, "Second sister, you can just leave it alone and eat by yourself. It's not my right hand that hurt."
"Come on, I had to wash the bed sheets after I knocked over a bowl of porridge yesterday. This is the first time this lady is feeding people. Huh, you can be content." Tang Mengli was not moved at all, holding the soup spoon. His hand is called a steady.
"Yes, I'm still a guinea pig." Maple put a spoonful of egg custard into his mouth before he finished speaking. The steamed egg custard is really good, smooth and delicate, and delicious. Don’t say that there are no pores, the egg whites and egg yolks are evenly mixed, and the small mill sesame oil is paired with dried shrimp skins. The maple is delicious. "Whoever married my sister is definitely a blessing." Tang Mengli covered the quilt directly on Feng’s head and threw it. The door went out. "Hey" Feng pulled the quilt away with his right hand and breathed helplessly.
"I've been'dead' for a few days, the news has spread." Feng looked at Kui Mulang in front of the bed, this guy lost a lot, and all the pressure was transferred to his shoulders, Dai Jun. The pressure of raising money is not something anyone can handle.
"Well, the news of your'death' has been widely spread from all walks of life in the east. Are you going to give Mr. Liang a surprise blow?" Kui Mulang certainly guessed what Feng was thinking, but this is too pediatric.
"Of course you can't deceive Mr. Liang by doing this alone. You have to do the trick a little bit. Don't try your best when you encounter a 50-50 battle. If you are defeated, you must be timely, and you must first master the degree." Feng smiled and acted like a director. Explain the script: "Pay attention to creating some panic, such as deserters, slow down, and be ready to retreat at any time." "In this case, our losses will increase." Kui Mulang roughly estimated, "At least "Thirty percent." Feng said for him in the following words, "War always requires sacrifices. If not, we will never know Mr. Liang's hole card. And you don't want to contact people to hunt down the leopard, it's not necessary." He is a traitor!" Kui Mulang's eyes widened, why should he be merciful to the traitor? "No, I have to watch him die! You are merciful enough, I can't do it! I hate traitors the most!" "Execute the order, if you still recognize me as the principal!" Feng's words are rarely serious, Kui The wooden wolf has been with him the longest, knowing that this was a precursor to Feng's anger, and finally slammed the door without saying a word.
"Why everyone likes to slam doors today! This door didn't provoke you." Feng smiled bitterly and covered himself with the quilt. The antibiotics kept him drowsy, which would give him a good rest for a few days. "It's rare, I haven't been so relaxed in years."
"Dai Juncai is dead? How could it be possible!" Wen Juan said to his proud protégé who did not believe him, "Did you see his corpse?" "This is nothing." I didn't go. How do you look at the east
"Then anyone sees the corpse?" "It doesn't seem to be either." Why do you want a corpse
"Then why do you conclude that he is dead?" Wen Juan looked at the immature students and really hated iron and steel.
"Everyone said that, and it spread in the east, even the people who acted as Junchou said the same." The student seemed to understand that he was a little sloppy, and his voice was getting lower and lower.
"Listen well, before you witness the truth with your own eyes, everyone's words may be rumors. Even if you witness the truth, you must have a heart that doubts your own eyes. You know, it's not difficult to deceive someone's eyes. It's like everyone said that Dai Juncai died, where did he die? Where is the corpse? Will a fake corpse be made? These are all doubts, so it's just a rumor." Just kidding, Dai Juncai will die, then I Wen Juan will be able to buy Silicon Valley.
According to Wen Juan's analysis, Dai Junchoi’s "death" is probably to make Mr. Liang relax his vigilance, but the traces of drama in it are too heavy. Why? Dai Juncai shouldn't make such a mistake. There is also that gunner, who can actually hit Daijun Chip under the guard of the great master Doumuqi, there is definitely something strange in this!
"Dai Juncai, you are not really dead, are you?" Wen Juan's last sentence suddenly said with a bit of chills.
"That gunman, could it be that Feng sent the undercover agent to make the people around Feng Xiao not alert? What happened to this shot? It definitely hit the key, and there is no bulletproof vest! Is it God!" Huang Wenhu was thinking about his younger son Feng from thousands of miles away. As soon as the accident happened, he sent someone to quietly send his only one thousand-year-old wild ginseng, but he hasn’t replied yet. Judgment is naturally beyond ordinary people, but now even Huang Wenhu can't see the truth.