Shi Shanyan's suit pants fit well, which clearly outlines his desires. His strong shoulders supported his suit, his waistcoat was neatly drawn, and his tie was not messed up. He leaned down a little and kept his eye level with Yan Junxun.
Yan Junxun felt that Shi Shanyan's posture was dangerous, as if he would rush over in the next second and bite his throat. He supported his body with his elbows and dragged his damn skirt. In Shi Shanyan's eyes, he couldn't tell whose body temperature was higher.
Shi Shanyan held Yan Junxun's ankle and took him, making the soles of his feet feel him.
Stockings are useless, they don't block any touch.
"...Let go," Yan Junxun raised his gun sharply and pressed it against Shi Shanyan's forehead, his voice trembling, "Let go!"
Shi Shanyan tightened his grip on Yan Jun's ankle, and said in an almost obscene gesture, "Shoot."
Shi Shanyan's voice made Yan Jun find his toes curled up. He had nowhere to hide his eyes, and when he heard Shi Shanyan's breath escaping from his throat, he avoided the eyes of Shi Shanyan, in a hurry and embarrassment.
Shi Shanyan didn't let go of the hand holding Yan Junxun's ankle, he controlled the rhythm of his footsteps, and looked at Yan Junxun with a ruthless look. He liked this feeling, and even wanted to tear off Yan Junxun's bow tie.
"Junxun," Shi Shanyan licked his canine teeth and laughed, "Yan Junxun."
Yan Junxun gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, shut up!"
"Quickly shoot at me," Shi Shanyan approached, holding the muzzle of the gun, inciting Yan Junxun, "Go ahead."
Yan Junxun clenched the gun tightly. This gun is loaded, and as long as the trigger is pulled, Shi Shanyan can be solved. He grew angry in the gasping breaths of the two of them, and that anger engulfed his former calmness. He suddenly increased the strength of the muzzle and said, "You—"
Shi Shan Yan kissed him.
Yan Jun Xun loosened his hand pulling the skirt, resisted violently, and tried to escape. But it was useless, Shi Shanyan dragged him and tore off his bow tie.
Shi Shanyan had the urge to tear Yan Junxun to pieces, but it was very strange that he just trapped Yan Junxun, kept kissing Yan Junxun, and interrupted what Yan Junxun was about to say in a childish way.
He has nothing. No guns, no stabs, no normal courtship, but doing things in the long breath. He held Yan Junxun's ankle. The foot was so cute that he couldn't help tearing his tie.
Fuck your tie.
Shi Shanyan didn't like ties at all, just like he didn't like this house and the world. He wanted to put Yan Junxun here, wanted Yan Junxun to call his name, and even wanted Yan Junxun to shoot himself.
"Why didn't you shoot?"
Shi Shanyan murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help but "fuck" again. He stood on the critical line, ready to explode at any moment. He raised Yan Junxun's face abruptly, and kissed Yan Junxun forcefully, venting, and a little bit of hatred.
Then he soiled Yan Junxun's stockings.
* * *
Shi Shanyan leaned over and buried his face in the water, and after a while, he lifted it up. He took the water and stared at himself in the mirror.
There are some scars on his body, as well as some tattoos that he willfully crossed out. He was 7-001, but he hated the number and pointed his middle finger to Fu Chenghui the moment he got it. The real serial number given to him by the Guangtong prison was 010031, and Shi Shanyan threw it away when he got the sign.
"You've got to have a jail number," the prosecutor told him, "unless you want everyone to be able to call your name."
Shi Shanyan pointed at the light screen and said, "That's called AE86."
The prosecutor inserted his pen, watched the animation for a while, and asked indifferently, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," Shi Shanyan pointed at his head, "Just call me that."
He was in jail, and stupid neighbors laughed at him across the cage.
Shi Shanyan shoved the other person's head into the toilet, sat on the other side's back, lifted the other person's clothes, saw the numbered tattoo on it, and thought this was an idiot. Isn't 7-001 funny? 7-XXX are idiots! These numbers are the order of dogs on the Black Panther homepage. Every time Shi Shanyan hears someone else's answer, he always thinks it's "Wow".
But he also wobbled.
So fucking annoying.
Shi Shanyan had damp hair hanging from his forehead. He listened to the footsteps outside the door. It was Yan Junxun changing clothes. He turned his head and looked at Yan Junxun's shadow across the door.
He shouldn't be like this, it's out of control. He didn't allow himself to get out of control.
Why is it out of control
Because Yan Jun is looking for that obscene and cute rabbit costume? Because Yan Junxun walked past other people's sight with his tail up? Or was it because Yan Junxun was looking at him while pulling his skirt
Yan Jun searched.
It's all fucking Yan Junxun.
Yan Junxun is a bastard who obeys order, wears a number, and holds a gun to him.
* * *
Qi Shi walked out of the top-floor room, stood on the glass floor, and watched the night view of the parking area. He glanced at his watch and made a phone call: "It's 2 in the morning, you'd better find them before dawn."
"Handsome," said the man opposite, "they disappeared from the surveillance."
"Use your nose," Qi Shi frowned, "don't you lead the dog?"
"But I'm not familiar with their smell," the person opposite lit a lighter and took a breath. "And 01AE86 has a more sensitive sense of smell than me. As long as I walk to his door, he knows I'm here."
"You only have two hours left."
"Oh, please help me," 7-020 on the opposite side acted coquettishly. "The sniper I brought was also killed by your guest's bodyguard. I can't do anything here."
Qi Shi looked back at the door of the room and asked, "Are you afraid of 01AE86?"
7-020 smoked a cigarette, was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Who isn't afraid? He doesn't have the habit of wearing an observer, which means his alertness, observation, and reaction are beyond the pass line. You haven't seen him before. The appearance of destroying the main god system with his bare hands, he is not even afraid of the system, let alone people?" 7-020 changed his posture and continued, "Fu Chenghui is helpless against him."
Qi Shi weighed the pros and cons: "We can provide you with new snipers."
The door behind Qi Shi opened, Li Hu looked at him, and he opened the door.
"The clown said that 01AE86 can be killed, he only needs Yan Junxun," 7-020 seemed worried, "but you want me to capture 01AE86 alive. Handsome guy, these are two 001s, do you know how big the risk is? Or let me directly Kill 01AE86, or pay more."
He went around here just to increase the price.
Qi Shi didn't answer immediately, until Li Hu nodded, he said, "Yes."
"You have sold Yan Junxun for several hundred million. I guess the price of 01AE86 is also the same? I'm good at talking, just add another one hundred million to me."
"You have a big appetite," Li Hu raised his arms and frowned, but his voice to the guide was very kind, "As long as you catch them, I'll give you 100 million. Send it to the top floor, I am waiting for you here, and the money is waiting for you here."
7-020 kissed the guide: "You are an old customer, I am willing to give you a discount. But I have one last little request."
"you say."
"Don't open any system permissions, any."
"Oh," Li Hu said clearly, "are you worried about that hacker?"
"No, I'm not worried about 7-006, this is not his home court," 7-020 put out his cigarette and said solemnly, "I'm worried about Yan Junxun."
* * *
Yan Junxun is smoking.
He was facing the trash can, as if in a race, smoking cigarettes fast.
The clock in the room is swinging, Yan Junxun doesn't need to look at it, he knows the time, every minute and every second. He didn't want to remember what happened just now, he could only think about other things with all his strength.
In the trash were the stockings he had thrown away, crumpled up.
Yan Junxun felt that this trash can was like Lixing's building, very deep. He only had a gun with 13 bullets in it, and it was long before dawn. He couldn't wait for Jiang Lian's support, and in fact he didn't even think about waiting for support.
Yan Junxun is used to doing questions alone.
The bathroom door behind him opened, and Shi Shanyan walked to the head of the bed and took away the pair of glasses.
"Leading the dog is 7-020, he won't act alone," Yan Junxun's voice was a little low, sounding listless, but this is his usual tone, "For this kind of killing mission, for insurance, he will bring his own team."
The difference between 20 and 1 is too much for a fool to act alone.
Yan Junxun knows the Black Panther. He knows the Black Panther better than the members of the Black Panther. Unless he doesn't want to, he can know a lot of things. He is different from Shi Shanyan, his achievements are hidden in Fu Chenghui's lock, no one knows.
No one knows is sometimes scarier than everyone knows.
Yan Junxun had smoked half of his cigarette, and he didn't want to: "Have you killed 7-020?"
"Let me think about it," Shi Shanyan noticed Yan Junxun's waywardness, he intercepted Yan Junxun's cigarette, "...one died in the light track area in 2160."
He didn't say he killed himself.
Yan Jun didn't look at him, he kicked the lid of the trash can: "Features."
"Man," Shi Shanyan wanted Yan Junxun to look at himself, he was a little sick, as if he was addicted to Yan Junxun's sight, "inch head, use a VSK-94 low-pitched sniper rifle, this kind of gun..."
"I know," said Yan Junxun, "at a distance of 50 meters, you can hardly hear the sound of gunfire, and the concealment is very high."
… Hold.
Shi Shanyan bit the tip of his tongue lightly, feeling funny about his show off just now. He looked at the top of Yan Junxun's head, where there was still his tangled hair. He suddenly felt that there was nothing, he could do anything.
why not
Yan Junxun has his taste, Yan Junxun has treated him in his arms, and Yan Junxun exists in his head. Understand? Yan Junxun should stay in his sight.
Shi Shanyan suddenly stretched out his hand, covered Yan Junxun's head, and quickly approached to observe Yan Junxun up close.
Yan Junxun's head was instantly filled with gasps. He blinked while remaining nonchalant, saying, "Let go."
"Why don't you look at me," Shi Shanyan rubbed Yan Junxun's tears, "It's better to look at me, otherwise I don't know what I'm going to do."
"You will get an erection," Yan Junxun patted his hand away, his tone fluctuating, "and you will ejaculate!"
"Animal nature," Shi Shanyan said lightly, "Do you think the current 20 inherits the guns of the previous generation?"
"He also inherited the observer from the previous generation," Yan Junxun pulled back the hair on his forehead. "The requirements for leading the dog review are similar. He is similar to the dead 20," Yan Junxun tugged at his hair. , as if this would separate Shi Shanyan's sight, "I don't think his melee combat ability is very strong, but he knows how to find us, and even knows how to deal with you."
"How are you and I alike?"
"do not know."
As soon as Yan Junxun's voice fell, the door was knocked.
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