Police Detective

　　 The Internet cafe Wang Liang went to was the same one the two went to last time. It was very close to the Sanlin Road Police Station and the Jiuheqiao Police Station.

　　 "Come on, come on!" Wang Liang greeted: "Bai Song, look at my equipment! Look!"

　　 Bai Song went over and took a look, what ah this is. Two highlands were broken, and the other party changed four. Only Wang Liang was still alive. He played Medusa for 65 minutes, and finally Liu Shen assembled the holy sword.

　　 Flying messenger flew over slowly, and a golden holy sword was directly inserted into Medusa's backpack.

The four opponents were in a group, and the three of them were not in good shape. Medusa stood on the high ground on the third road, like a stroll in the courtyard, shooting methodically. The opponent was a small ghost plus three swimmers. The soldiers scattered, and after five or six seconds, three fell, and only one Windrunner fled hurriedly when he saw the situation unsatisfactory.

　　 Wang Liangzhi was so proud, he chased him out quickly, wishing he could take out a jump knife.

　　Windrunner seized the opportunity, an arrow hit the Medusa, who was cooling off Lincoln's ball, and then began to output frantically. However, the Medusa with the butterfly in his hand is really powerful and unmatched. When the **** is over, the two long arrows flew out, the cannon violently hit, and the Windrunner fell to the ground, and Wang Liang’s earphones also heard " quatarykill" in English.

　　 The complacent Wang Liang didn't notice the crazy typing of his teammates, hum, don't look at it at this time, it must be a lot of licking dogs who didn't say anything good before, and now come out to praise "666"!

　　 "Pawn line, **** line!" Bai Song couldn't stand it anymore and reminded.

　　Wang Liang reacted and walked slowly to the high ground. However, the two super soldiers were really brave, and the tree of life fell.

　　 "Hahaha, four kills, handsome or not," Wang Liang said excitedly.

　　 "Handsome wool, the base has been pushed." Bai Song was speechless.

　　 "It doesn't matter, just be handsome! Four kills, the last time I got the four kills was when I was in my junior year!" Wang Liang danced and said, "It doesn't matter if I win or lose, I always win anyway."

　　 Bai Song held his forehead, he deeply doubted whether it was the right thing to come to Wang Liang by himself.

　　 "Wait for me first, and then open it later, I'll go to the bathroom first." Bai Song hasn't been to the bathroom all morning.

　　 entered the bathroom, still familiar with the painting on the wall, almost unchanged. Bai Song also watched it in a special circle, and felt that it was indeed very interesting, and it was also a joy.

After washing his hands, I ordered two bowls of rice. Bai Song took one for Wang Liang. Lunch was ready soon. Dinner was set for hot pot. Everyone was paid. This time it was a small gathering, so Bai Song , Sun Jie, Wang Liang and Wang Huadong.

　　 Wang Liang is a typical pit and he doesn't know it yet, that is, Bai Song doesn't care. Anyway, the game is just to relax. If you don't lose the house or the land, you won't be unhappy if you lose. It doesn't matter if the ladder score has fallen from 1900 to more than 1400 now, at least the low segment is a bit better.

　　 But even with this mentality, after another five-game losing streak in the afternoon, Bai Song still felt that he needed to be quiet and let Wang Liang play by himself, and he began to browse the web casually.

　　 "Let's go, get off the machine and go to eat." Wang Liang played three games in a row by himself, stretched out comfortably, and patted Bai Song on the back: "Damn it? Are you reading a paper in an Internet cafe?"

Bai Song didn’t bother to talk to Wang Liang, Wang Liang’s position that could be called "stubborn plastic" in later generations...turned off the data he was checking, Bai Song got off the machine, "I'll go to the bathroom, and we will go to the bathroom. go."

　　 "Hey, eh, I'll go too!"

　　 The two went into the toilet one after another.

I just opened the door and walked in front of me, a guy who was dressed in flowing clothes, about 1.7 meters tall, dressed in fancy long-sleeved clothes, was dirty, the neckline was gray, and the sleeves were dirty, and the color was not visible. , Holding a cigarette in his left hand and a black tube in his right hand.

　　 Baisong is tall and strong. Wang Liang is about 1.78 meters tall. He is of medium posture. Two people enter the door together. The buddy inside is blocked at the door and can't get out at all.

　　 This buddy originally had a face of dissatisfaction. After taking a step back, he took a cigarette with his mouth, put his left hand on his waist, and raised his head. The expression in the first moment was extremely upset. Then he fixed his eyes on the two strong men, their expressions became easy-going in an instant, the right hand, which had nowhere to lay, lifted up, and turned the pen in his hand.

　　 Originally, Bai Song thought that this man was holding something bad in his right hand. After looking at it, it was just a fountain pen, so he didn't think much about it. He turned to his side and let the man out.

　　 "What's so awesome, it's just a small advertisement for a long time." After the man went out, Wang Liang said contemptuously, and then opened the zipper.

　　 small advertisement!

　　 Bai Song was taken aback, turned his head and glanced directly, the wall was impressively written "Selling guns, please contact 13.....7...."

　　In an instant, Bai Song's hairs all over his body stopped secreting sweat, and his adrenaline soared. Without any signs at all, he turned around and ran outside.

　　 "Hey hey hey! What's the matter?" Wang Liang saw this situation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ immediately followed Bai Song and ran out, but the zipper was not closed.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Song said, already running to the middle of the lobby of the Internet cafe.

The man just walked out of the Internet cafe. I don’t know if it’s because of a guilty conscience. He glanced back and saw the white pine running quickly. He was shocked and immediately sprinted in one direction. Got out.

　　 How can he run away in this situation? If he is really run away, Bai Song will be in vain if he can get the nouns at the police academy to participate in the sports games!

　　 It’s the big road when you go out. This buddy is also unlucky. Just after running more than 100 meters, the speed has dropped. Bai Song only needs another sprint to catch up.

　　 Bai Song keenly saw that this man had thrown away his pen and cigarette, but he turned his head frequently while running, his arms still stretched into his clothes.

　　 Bai Song slowed down, he was not reckless, he was bare-handed, and if the other party really had a stick or something, it would be okay to say that it would be dangerous to have a knife. If, in case, once that kid really has a gun, the risk factor is too high.

　　 Bai Song dangles the man from a distance of about fifteen meters. This distance, to be honest, when running very tired, even Bai Song himself, holding a standard weapon, dare not say that he can hit the target. So this distance is very safe.

　　 After Bai Song followed for three to four hundred meters, Wang Liang also followed. The running buddy looked terrified when he saw the situation, but he insisted on running.

It’s getting late at this time. This man is probably watching the night and looking for a chance to escape, but it’s not a moment for the sky to turn dark. The more he runs, the less energy he runs. It’s the distance between the three of them now. It was difficult for him to get rid of Bai Song and Wang Liang after he got into the alley.