Scammers, thieves, and robbers are so popular these days. Have you read too many online novels? They all look like retarded people.
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt very sad about this.
The excessive reduction of the bad guys' IQ is undoubtedly extremely detrimental to the development of the entire human race.
As the saying goes, if the water is clear, there will be no fish. If you are full and warm, you will think about sex. You will be born in sorrow and die in happiness.
These wise sayings all tell us that good people need to be alerted by bad people making trouble, and a society composed entirely of good people is destined to stagnate.
And looking at the professional ethics of these bad guys nowadays, it is obvious that they have not passed relevant qualification certification.
Looking back at the elder brothers of the older generation in the past, which one was not a well-known figure
For example, the Liangshan heroes in Water Margin, there are a total of one hundred and eight generals, if you pick one at random, now he is the leader in the industry.
For example, the three brothers of the Zhang family in the Three Kingdoms were among the earliest composite bandit organizations in Chinese history with comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic, and labor skills. Zhang Jiao was the founder of the current MLM organization.
Not to mention Journey to the West, Sun Wukong is famous all over the world, with his purple crown and golden armor, and his blazing eyes. He stabs the world with a big stick. His dark history is so numerous that it is impossible to describe in the top-secret documents of the Heavenly Court.
Of course, among these so-called elder brothers and people in the world, apart from knowing how to wear a large gold chain, getting a straight hair, and getting two scary tattoos, how many of them have completed the nine-year compulsory education? How many people stayed up all night studying ancient and modern history, mathematics, physics and chemistry
Apart from other things, let’s talk about the idiot outside the door. The master who doesn’t even know about the National Security Bureau comes here and pretends to be a member of the special department. This is simply... ugh, sorry!
Zhang Xiaoqiang has lost interest in continuing to live in vain with outsiders.
This kind of IQ crushing that is not at the same level really makes him feel boring.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized the great sage's unworldly and lonely pursuit of defeat.
It’s so cold at high places! That's right! It’s so fucking cold at this high place!
So people, being too smart is also a kind of torture.
Alas, little brother, my IQ, which sees everything, is really...
Amitabha, if being smart is also a sin, then I have to admit that Xiaoqiang has already sinned deeply.
"Let's go play wherever it's cool, little brother, take the first step."
After giving the eviction order, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and left.
But at this moment, the man outside the room followed up and said, "Hey, brother, wait a minute, does this prove my identity?"
"Oh, brother, you are like this..."
Before the word "meaning" came out of his mouth, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who turned around, suddenly froze in place.
In the darkness, under the weak incandescent light bulbs, a pitch-black pistol was showing off its muzzle, arrogantly displaying its intimidation in the night.
"This is... the Desert Eagle!" Zhang Xiaoqiang, a loyal player who dreams of a 300 million gun battle, blurted out.
That's right! What the man is holding is the ultimate dream of an otaku, the Desert Eagle, known as the king of guns and the combat gun among pistols.
According to legend, only the chosen ones, experienced drivers with unicorn arms, can drive this gun.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but stand in awe.
The character I thought I could only meet in legends actually met a living person tonight.
What an exciting thing this man is doing!
His throat was dry, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit.
His whole body began to sway rhythmically.
"Classmate Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"No, I'm fine." He said insincerely, and the visual impact made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel uncomfortable even speaking.
"Don't be nervous. The safety on this gun is on and it won't accidentally hurt you."
"Uh, I'm not nervous, that... old driver, oh, no... then, what, you, are you sure you are the police?"
There are only three types of people with guns these days: police, bandits, and men.
Zhang Xiaoqiang can confirm that the other party is a man, but whether it is a "Decepticon" or an "Autobot", he is a little confused now.
The man smiled, turned the gun in his palm, put it in his pocket, and then said: "If I were the latter, do you think we would still be talking so harmoniously?"
After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that my attitude when talking to the other party just now was full of ridicule and contempt.
But despite this, everyone always greeted me with a smile, without showing any sign of ferocity.
in this case…
"I'm sorry, brother, I don't know which master you are on the road?"
Undoubtedly, if the other party is really a staff member of the relevant department, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not think that they will be good-tempered enough to explain the facts and reason with a low-level person like him.
Many times, bandits and JC are like heaven and hell, separated by a thin line.
To put it bluntly, sometimes bandits act relatively rationally in order to gain profits.
Although it looks more vicious, it may not actually do anything to the person concerned. Most of them are mainly intimidation and deterrence.
After hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's decisive judgment, the visitor sighed softly: "Classmate Zhang, do I look like a bad guy? Do you seem to have opinions about our law enforcement agencies?"
"No, no, no!" He waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head desperately.
Good guy! Who do you think you have an opinion on
"Brother, I don't have any opinions about law enforcement agencies. In fact, I have wanted to be a JC since I was a child, and I plan to apply for a job in the police department after I graduate. I usually like to watch movies and TV series in movies and TV shows."
"Huh, really?"
"Yes, yes! Really! Sheriff Black Cat, Arrest Warrant, City Hunter, Detective Conan, oh yes, and also that Infernal Affairs, in which Brother Guan Xi has always been my idol." He reported in one breath. Changing the title of the film, Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to explain.
After listening, the man outside the room had black streaks all over his head. It was obvious that the amount of information Zhang Xiaoqiang had just reported contained too much information.
After waiting for about ten seconds to digest, the man replied awkwardly: "Infernal Affairs... This Cheng Guanxi... If I remember correctly, he is an undercover agent who has infiltrated the police, right?"
"Oh? Is that so?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little confused because he was nervous.
The man pinched Sibai's point and rubbed it twice: "Okay, classmate Zhang, after talking so much, do you think you can open the door and let me in, let's sit down and talk?"
The other party had a gun in his hand and had documents.
Regardless of whether JC's identity is true or false, based on the analysis of the past two days, he made up his mind and came prepared.
If we insist on refusing to cooperate now, it is likely that the situation will develop in an uncontrollable direction.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that peace was more important and let the other party come in first.
(End of chapter)