My Wife is a Killer

Chapter 12: Xiao Zhe 1

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"En!" After a little friction occurred, Wen Jing, who felt that more was not as good as less, was immediately ready to leave. At that moment when I got up, I slipped out of my mouth with a painful grunt.

I had already endured too much pain and shed a lot of cold sweat and quietness. At this moment, I actually want to stand up without strength. Unexpectedly, as long as the awl-like pain was moved, it would quickly spread from his bones to his pain nerve center, causing himself to hum.

"It seems that the past few years have been too easy." Self-deprecating smiled bitterly in his heart, Wen Jing's body was crumbling.

"I'll help you!" Seeing that he could help, Xiao Zhe hurriedly ran forward.

Looking at the pair of Lushan Claws getting closer and closer to him, Wen Jing did not speak. But he looked at the big-tailed wolf desperately shaking his ass in front of him, but trying to pretend to be a harmless look of humans and animals. Well, maybe it's still a "perverted" wolf!

Seeing Wen Jing did not speak, that is, no objection nor nodding, Xiao Zhe still couldn't wait to step forward. Hey, close contact with beauties of this level is what all male "sex" dream of.

"Where is the nearest hospital?" Wen Jing first asked Xiao Zhe to support herself very cooperatively, and then asked.

"In the city center!" Xiao Zhe replied very happily. Leng Mei said, not to ask where the hospital is. Even if you ask about the family's genealogy for several generations, how many branches of the Xiao family, and how many concubines his grandfather has married, Xiao Zhe will know everything!

"By the way, I just went to the city center! So you can go with me. Actually, my drag racing skills are very good!"

"Well, I can see it!" Wen Jing just said that without any appreciation.

"The reason why I bumped into you just now was purely because I was driving with people. And because this is on the highway again, when the bridge is closed on weekdays, not many people will come here, so I drove in a hurry. I was not careful. Hurt you!"

"Racing?"

"Yes, just drive the horsepower of your car to its maximum in a place where there are no people or sparsely populated, and then..."

"I, of course I know Biaoche, what's going on!" I couldn't bear this guy's endless words, Wen Jing tried his best to endure the pain and interrupted the hero's words.

"Then you are asking?"

"Could it be that your opponent drives a red Porsche?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Zhe stared at the beautiful woman in front of him in surprise with his loving eyes, without noticing what was wrong.

"Because of the car I said..."

"What happened to the car?"

"Just drove past one!"

"..."

The "killer world" is better to say that it is just a system instead of insisting on saying that it is the arena of the killers.

The reason is simple, that is, in this killer system, there are many people who are not killers, but are dependent on killers to survive... Among them, professional killers, killer brokers, large killer organizations, weapons dealers, familiar Customers, and the object to be killed!

All these are the connections expressed by the dark social system that is intertwined with each other; and it is precisely this intertwined factor that can be used to explain the deep-rooted and age-old profession of the killer.

In these various processes, a killer who is restricted by intermediate factors has no way to survive alone. The small links that are intertwined with each other, without any party, any link, the entire killer world may no longer exist!

But who has the strength to break the entire network of killers? No! Therefore, the killer can never be erased from this society, this planet, and this reality when the branches and leaves are rooted.

The prospect is brilliant!

—Extracted from the eighth page of Tianru, without title.

I remember there is a well-known western proverb, which is roughly called "gets up early the bird has the insect to eat", which translates into Chinese roughly means "gets up early the bird has the insect to eat"! In contrast to this argument, a group of scholars in later generations also offered counter-evidence in later generations: Then if the bug gets up early, isn't it dead

But whether it is a bug or a bird, these have nothing to do with us. If we insist on linking these two things with our story, then the only link may be him who is lying still for a while...