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Chapter 95 The Man Who Owned the Desert Eagle

Liars, thieves, and robbers are all swollen these days. Have you read too many online novels?Why are they all mentally retarded?

For this, Zhang Xiaoqiang was heartbroken.

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 be happy and happy. You will be born in sorrow and die in happiness.

These wise sayings all tell us that good people need bad people to be vigilant, and a society composed entirely of good people is bound to stagnate.

And looking at the professional ethics of these villains nowadays, it is obvious that they have not passed the relevant qualification certification.

On the other hand, if you look back at the elder brothers of the older generation, which one is not a famous figure?

For example, the heroes of Liangshan in the Water Margin, a total of one hundred and eight generals, if you pick one at random, it is now a leader in the industry.

For example, the three brothers of the Zhang family in the Three Kingdoms, their three sons are the first group of compound bandit organizations in Chinese history with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, and Zhang Jiao is the patriarch of the current MLM organization.

Not to mention Journey to the West, Sun Wukong is famous all over the world, with a purple crown and golden armor, and piercing eyes. He stabbed the world with a big stick.

However, now these so-called big brothers on the road, people from the rivers and lakes, in addition to knowing the whole big gold chain, getting a cut head, and tattooing two scary tattoos, how many of them have completed the nine-year compulsory education?How many all-nighters of 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!

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 dull.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized the great sage's detached, lonely pursuit of defeat.

It's too cold to be high!That's right!This fucking is too cold to be at a high place!

So people, people who are too smart are also a kind of torture.

Sigh, little brother, my IQ, which sees through everything, is really...

Amitabha, if being smart is a sin, then I have to admit, Xiaoqiang, that my brother has sinned deeply.

"Let's play wherever it's cool, brother, let's go first."

After issuing the eviction order, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and left.

But just at this time, the man outside the house immediately followed up and said: "Oh, brother, wait a moment, don't you know if this can prove my identity?"

"Hey, big brother, you are like this..."

Before the word "meaning" came out, Zhang Xiaoqiang who turned around suddenly froze in place.

In the darkness, under the faint incandescent light bulb, a black lacquered pistol was swaying brightly, threatening its deterrence in the night.

"This is... the Desert Eagle!" Zhang Xiaoqiang blurted out, the most loyal player of the [-] million gunfight dream.

That's right!What the man holds in his hand is the ultimate dream of an otaku, the desert eagle known as the king of guns, the combat gun among pistols.

According to legend, only the chosen one, the old driver with the unicorn arm, can drive this gun.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help being in awe.

He thought he could only meet a person in legends, but tonight he ran into a living person.

What an exciting thing this man is doing!

With a dry throat, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit.

The whole body began to sway rhythmically.

"Classmate Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm fine." The insincere words, the visual impact, so called Zhang Xiaoqiang that it became difficult to even speak.

"You don't have to be nervous, this gun is safe, it won't hurt you by mistake."

"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: policemen, bandits, and men.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can confirm that the other party is a man, but it is a bit confused whether it is a "Dewild" or an "Autonomist".

The man smiled, turned the muzzle of the gun in his palm, put the gun in his pocket, and then said, "If I were the latter, do you think we would still be talking in such a friendly manner?"

After thinking about it for a while, his attitude when talking to the other party just now was properly mocking and contemptuous.

But this is the case, people always greet them with smiles, without showing any fierceness.

in this case……

"I'm sorry, brother, I don't know which expert in the Tao you are?"

Undoubtedly, if the other party is really a staff member of the relevant department, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't think they will be so good-tempered that they will present 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 the bandits are relatively rational in dealing with things in order to gain benefits.

Although it looks more vicious, it may not actually do anything to the person concerned. Most of them are mainly intimidation and deterrence.

Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's decisive judgment, the visitor sighed softly: "Student Zhang, do I look like a bad guy? You seem to have opinions on our law enforcement agency?"

"No, no, no!" He waved his hands again and again, shaking his head desperately.

Good guy!Brother has an opinion on who.

"Brother, I don't have any opinion on 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 graduation. I usually like to watch movies and TV shows in movies and TV shows."

"Oh, is it?"

"Yes, yes! Really! Sheriff Black Cat, Arrest Warrant, City Hunter, Detective Conan, oh yes, also, and that Infernal Affairs, in which Guanxi has always been an idol in my heart." A string of film titles, Zhang Xiaoqiang tried his best to explain.

After listening, the man outside the house was full of black lines, obviously the amount of information contained in the various one-sided reports reported by Zhang Xiaoqiang just now was too much.

After waiting for ten seconds to digest, the man replied in embarrassment: "Infernal Affairs... this Cheng Guanxi... If I remember correctly, he is an undercover agent who infiltrated the police, right?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little confused because of nervousness.

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 a certificate.

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 this chapter)