Manual tearing system: I only want to kill people

"I'll pick you up."

Rong Jin had just arrived in Mucheng this afternoon and went to the inn. He heard from Luan Qingwu that Chu Sheng had gone to the hospital and didn't come back until it got dark. The rain was getting heavier. He took an umbrella and went out to look for it. Originally, Luan Qingwu Wu also wanted to follow him out, saying he was leading the way for Rong Jin, but the hospital was not difficult to find, so he was rejected.

Chu Sheng stood up suddenly.

Rong Jin saw Chu Sheng's surprise, walked to her side, and said to the landlady, "Sorry for causing trouble to you."

"Nothing."

The landlady waved her hands domineeringly.

Rong Jin bought two big bags of fruit and left with Chu Sheng. He held an umbrella, his knuckles turned white, and the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella was loud and crackling. The tilt of the umbrella prevented Chu Sheng from getting wet. There was only half a drop of rain, but Rong Jin's shoulders were already soaked.

"You didn't expect it, did you? I would arrive so early."

Rong Jin was a little proud, and turned his head to look at Chu Sheng: "I deliberately told you that I was two days late just to surprise you."

"Is this a surprise?"

Chu Sheng said: "What I prepared for you is called a surprise, but what you have prepared for you is called a shock at best."

"Then what have you prepared for me?"

"I told you it was a surprise." Chu Sheng raised his eyebrows and started to babble.Han Yu has already received the news from Qin Feng in the morning. He will personally bring it to Chu Sheng at some time. He also gave a few more instructions: "Since it is a surprise, how can it be revealed in advance? I definitely can't tell you. "

"Then I have to look forward to it. This is the surprise that Asheng has prepared for me. It must be extraordinary."

Rong Jin was very happy and looked forward to it.

Chu Sheng was amused by Rong Jin's strange tone. She was walking on the street carrying a bag of fruits. Rong Jin was holding an umbrella and carrying a bag in his left hand. Chu Sheng saw that the bag of fruits was soaked by the rain and wanted to Taking it over, Rong Jin refused to give it and glanced sideways at Chu Sheng's wrist:

"Your wrist is not strong enough."

Chu Sheng choked, and nodded as if it was the truth: "Yes, yes, you are right."

"Go back and feed it to your senior brothers and sisters, so it won't be wasted."

"Too."

Chu Sheng agreed.

Rong Jin wanted to say something else to Chu Sheng, but the road was too short. He just chatted for a few words and then arrived at the inn. When he closed his umbrella, Chu Sheng had already ran in and smiled helplessly. The dark green gems inlaid on the ring made his hands look bloodless.

In fact, the gun inside Najie, Twilight, was the surprise that Rong Jin wanted to give Chu Sheng.

Twilight's gun was two-color, with a large area as black as ink, and a bright orange color wrapping the edges like floating ribbons.It is extremely cold when you get it. Whether you are practicing soul power or super powers, you can use your power to pull the trigger.

Chu Sheng had no weapons and was at a disadvantage when fighting against others. Rong Jin always kept this in mind. Ever since they were in southern Xinjiang, he had wanted to prepare a weapon for her. After thinking about it, whether it was a long sword or a Neither the machete nor the machete fit Chu Sheng’s dual attributes of soul power and superpowers.

In the field that Rong Jin can touch, this gun is the only one that can do it.

In the inn, the room was warm, the hot water in the pot was boiling, and there were a bunch of plates and bowls around it. Luan Qingwu was lying on the bed with her head drooped hungrily, like a powerless rabbit, her ears drooped and spiritless. Turn over, face up:

"When will Asheng and senior brother come back..."

"It's almost there." Lu Xingzhi replied soullessly, his eyes were hungry. He lay on the table and rested his arm on his head: "It's almost there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Sheng pushed the door in and saw that everyone was like a fish out of water. They were not as energetic as before. Luan Qingwu moved when he heard the sound. Seeing Chu Sheng appear, he climbed up casually, his long arms He hung on her and wailed a few times in grievance: "You're back, we're all starving to death."

"Did you not eat?"

"Of course not! Senior Brother Yan said that hot pot is only lively when we eat it together. Besides, how could we eat it by ourselves first without waiting for you." Luan Qingwuhou anxiously asked everyone to sit on the chairs, and then saw Chu Sheng's expression was strange, and she asked loudly: "Isn't it right? Are you eating secretly behind our backs?!"

"I didn't!" Chu Sheng refused to admit it: "I have been hungry for a long time, oh my, my stomach is growling with hunger, eh? Why doesn't Rong Jin come in?"

Chu Sheng scratched the back of the chair and looked back. Rong Jin had already changed into clean clothes.

Zhou Yiwan was not very good at eating spicy food, so Luan Qingwu took good care of him, prepared a pot of clear soup, and opened a few jars of wine. Luan Qingwu drank well today.Lu Xingzhi complained that he wanted Luan Qingwu to be a full-fledged ghost so that he could go on the road, but she pinched his neck and rolled his eyes, and the bottom of the pot boiled all the food.

"Can you eat spicy food?"

Luan Qingwu poured down a lot of chili peppers, but there were very few people who could hold on. Su Xi and Su Xi were the only people here who could compete with her. Chu Sheng's mouth was already swollen, and Lu Xingzhi handed her a glass of iced chilli. After Chu Sheng poured the beer into his stomach, it was still in Sihasha.

"of course."

Chu Sheng said that this was no big deal.

"The ice power is better. You can chill it before drinking. Unlike the light power, it is not practical at all!" After a few glasses of wine, Chu Sheng was filled with emotion. After saying the second half of the sentence, he clenched his hands sadly. He cut off his hand, looked at the sky in pain, and said word by word: "I can only use my powers to set off fireworks."

Before she finished speaking, she slipped out from under the table. Lu Xingzhi stretched out his arm and fished her out from under the table. Seeing her eyes half-closed and her little face flushed from drinking, he shook his head helplessly. , inserted the knife into the gap of the chair, Chu Sheng's face lay on the scabbard, and the cold touch made her rub her face comfortably.

Lu Xingzhi picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Rong Jin, and looked at each other:

"Drunk."

Rong Jin raised the corners of his lips without commenting.

The smell of alcohol on their bodies was washed away by the coldness after the rain, and there was not much left. The tacit understanding of many years made them leave the crowd and come to the balcony. Rong Jin found a bottle of ointment from the ring and threw it directly. Lu Xingzhi held him firmly in his arms. After seeing what was in his hands clearly, the drunkenness in his eyes dissipated. He patted Rong Jin on the shoulder with his big hand:

"Good junior."

With such a bold look, Rong Jin couldn't laugh or cry, and asked: "Have all the men who bullied Xihe been dealt with?"

"Just killed two."

Although he was doing murder, there was no murderous intent in his eyes. Although Lu Xingzhi was slightly injured when fighting with the Qin family, he was not seriously injured. He disguised himself well, and even Zhou Yiwan did not notice it. , but he discovered it after meeting Rong Jin:

"I hung the body on the city gate and was discovered by the Qin family in the middle of the night. They were afraid of causing panic and quickly blocked the news, so it didn't come out."

And hang it on the city gate?

Rong Jin relaxed his body and leaned back, with a smile on his face and a hint of laziness: "If Senior Brother Zhou discovers what you have done, you will be in trouble."

Lu Xing raised his chin slightly. The young man dressed in black was hiding in the dark night, but he could feel his unique rebelliousness from his voice:

"Then I have a fight with my second brother?"

The words fall.

The person who said this laughed first.