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The guest house calmed down, but it was not quiet. Some tenants couldn't sleep temporarily after the toss in the middle of the night, so they ordered supper and beer.Han Bei walked along the base of the wall in the dark to the flowerbed, turned on the faucet to wash off the blood stains on his hands, splashed ice water on his face, and looked at his watch.

Eleven fifty-nine.

Back on the third floor, Han Bei took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and opened the door.Immediately, seeing the situation in the room, he didn't spit out the smoke he inhaled, choked and coughed again and again.

Everyone is waiting for him in the room!There are six open boxes on the ground, and various types of weapons and ammunition are sold in the boxes.Wei Jingou, Liu Lan, Liu Zhen, the masters and apprentices of the Xiang family, and Zhou Wangyan were all there. Besides, there were three more strange men.

"Master Han, where have you been? You don't have the walkie-talkie with you." Wei Jingou spoke first.

"I, cough, cough..." Han Bei used a series of coughs instead of answering, and his mind raced to find an excuse.

Xiang Jiuru walked over, blocked everyone's sight, slipped out a few slices of licorice from her cuff, and pretended to take it from Han Bei, "I remembered that there was licorice in the boss's chicken soup, so I asked Master Han to find some in the kitchen." Give me some water to drink."

Han Bei glanced at him gratefully, and said to everyone, "I'm sorry, ahem... I kept everyone waiting for so long."

"It didn't take long, Young Master Han, I should apologize for being late." A burly man among the three strangers extended his hand to Han Bei, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Peng Kun."

Han Bei shook hands with him, "It's a pleasure to meet you, just call me Han Bei."

"Master Han inspects the goods, and then I will make a final payment to my two friends." Peng Kun did not change his words. He was nearly two meters tall, with a strong back, a long round face and a short hair, with stiff stubble from his chin to his temples.

Han Bei casually picked up a big black star, skillfully loaded bullets and clips, pulled the trigger and cocked it, raised it up and gestured in front of the mirror, only then did he see an exaggerated bruise between his brows, and jumped up: "Wow! What's going on?"

"I saw it just now," Xiang Jiuru said, "I thought you had a tendency to abuse yourself, so I didn't have the nerve to ask more."

Han Bei pulled out the magazine, dropped the gun, and covered his eyebrows angrily, feeling unspeakable, really wanted to go back to the alley and give Qiu Zhengxia a few more sticks.

There was a strange look in Peng Kun's eyes: "Young Master Han, you are good with guns."

Han Bei came into contact with guns at the police academy. The school was far away, and by accident, he didn't use his real name. He spent money to buy the identity of a senior who disappeared after leaving school. After graduation, he took the identity of the senior. His files were transferred back to the third team, and Du Yin once again cleaned them thoroughly. As a result, Master Han's resume for six or seven years was blank, which was very suitable for idle playboys. Said: "I didn't like studying before. I skipped classes and went to Dubai to play. I spent two months in the shooting range. What kind of guns haven't I played with?"

Children from other families skipped class to go to Internet cafes, Young Master Han went to Dubai, and they said it so lightly!Everyone in the room resisted the urge to beat him violently!Unaware of it, he muttered critically: "Hey, let me tell you, isn't there a Desert Eagle?"

Peng Kun said helplessly: "Master Han, the big black star is light."

Eleven fifty-nine.

Han Bei squatted down, picking left and right like a Chinese cabbage, "Tsk tsk tsk, such an ugly grenade launcher, it looks like a vacuum cleaner, it doesn't look handsome at all, I still look forward to a bazooka."

Liu Lan: "We're not going to play 007, can you stop picking on his looks?"

Peng Kun explained patiently: "Master Han, this semi-automatic grenade launcher produced in Vietnam is not inferior to the rocket launcher in terms of rate of fire and firepower..."

Han Bei fixed his eyes on the other two strangers who remained silent, "Dig out a grave, what are you doing with such a powerful weapon?"

Liu Lan's eyes burst into flames: "Didn't you want a bazooka just now?"

"These two..." Han Bei's gaze rested on the two strangers, "What do you call them?"

Peng Kun: "They are Vietnamese and cannot speak Chinese."

"Didn't you say that there are two new staff? This is... three?"

"No, they left after collecting the money, and I was added as one. The one who had made an appointment was temporarily busy and didn't come. Young Master Han, thanks to these two brothers who accompanied me to escort the weapons along the way." Peng Kun's words imply: They have the ability to escort weapons, and they also have the ability to deal with dishonest paying customers.

"Take it, US dollars, our Vietnamese friends will definitely like it." Han Bei smiled playfully, took out a combination box from the luggage pile, and threw it to Peng Kun. He was startled with duplicity: This semi-automatic grenade launcher is a new product of the Vietnamese army. What is the origin of the weapon developed by Peng Kun, so that he can hook up with a Vietnamese arms dealer?

"password?"

"1234567." Han Bei peeked at his watch: 58:[-].

Two Vietnamese opened the lockbox, one counted the money, the other shook hands with Peng Kun, chattering Vietnamese.

Liu Zhen muttered: "Jingou, we stayed too long, we will leave tonight."

Liu Lan: "Then I'm going to check out now?"

Xiang Jiuru: "Dong Tan, you go back to the house and pack your things."

Zhou Wang said: "Where is Qiu Zhengxia?"

Han Bei calmly picked up the semi-automatic grenade launcher—in the upcoming gun battle, he can control the most lethal weapon by himself, which can effectively reduce casualties.

Wei Jingou slapped Han Bei on the back: "Master Han! Where's Qiu Zhengxia?"

"Ah? I don't know!" Han Bei's heart beat wildly: It's exactly zero!

Wei Jingou frowned: "Isn't he always with you?"

Han Bei made nonsense: "The little Miao girl had an accident just now, and she was making a lot of noise. I didn't pay attention to him, why? You didn't see her either?"

"No," Liu Lan spread his hands: "He didn't return the car keys to me! Speaking of which, what happened to that girl?"

"Poisoned." Wei Jingou cast a slanted glance at Xiang Jiuru, trying to hide it.

"It's indeed poisoned," Xiang Jiuru stared back calmly and directly: "What are you looking at me for? I'm crazy? Poisoning a child I don't know?"

Liu Lan said seriously: "I saw you giving candies to those sisters!"

Xiang Jiuru laughed angrily, and said softly, "Nephew Liu, come here, uncle will give you candy."

"Uncle!" Liu Lan yelled in horror, and ran behind Wei Jingou.

"Stop arguing!" Liu Zhen said, "Get Qiu Zhengxia back quickly, Young Master Han, where do you think he will go?"

The expected screams, slamming doors, and gunshots did not appear, and it was midnight!Where is the captain?Han Bei lost his mind: "Huh? I don't know."

The two Vietnamese ordered the money and were ready to leave with smiles on their faces.

Liu Lan: "Master Han, what are you doing with the vacuum cleaner all the time?"

Han Bei bit the bullet and said, "I'm handsome, can you take care of me..."

Before he finished speaking, the door slammed loudly!Everyone in the room was like a frightened bird. They all picked up a weapon nearby and asked in unison: "Who?!!"

"Kang, kuang, kuang!" The door rang three more times, and Qiu Zhengxia came in with a crying voice: "Babe! Open the door! I was beaten!"

Before Han Bei could put down his weapon, Liu Lan ran to open the door. Qiu Zhengxia fell into Liu Lan's arms through the door, his face was covered in blood, and he was unconscious.

Everyone in the room turned pale with shock, Liu Lan shook him and asked, "Who did this? Are you okay? Wake up!"

Qiu Zhengxia opened his eyes and looked at him, feeling very dissatisfied, he stood up nimbly, threw himself into Han Bei's arms behind him, and fainted again.

Han Bei was so upset that he didn't have time to worry about him acting like a baby and pretending to be dizzy, so he hugged him up and put him on the bed, and shouted anxiously, "Gauze! Potion!"

Qiu Zhengxia opened one eye: "Hydrogen peroxide, no iodine, thank you." Then he closed his eyes.

Han Bei's eyes were red and he shouted, "Hydrogen peroxide, no iodine!"

Qiu Zhengxia had a cut on the back of his head, blood clots were clotted on his hair, and blood was all over his neck. Xiang Jiuru checked the wound, pressed around the wound a few times, stood up and said, "Shave off this piece of hair, I will Go get some powder to stop the bleeding."

Qiu Zhengxia, who was in a coma, squeezed out a tear, and moaned: "Isn't that poor man alopecia areata?"

Han Bei took the razor Zhou Wangyan handed over, "Then shave your head!"

Qiu Zhengxia: "No, no, no! Beibei, leave me a bang!"

"Shut up!" Han Bei gave him a light slap like a tickle, both heartache and hatred: What are you doing back here?

Qiu Zhengxia put his arms around Han Bei's waist, sobbing: "Beibei, I thought I would never see you again..."

Everyone couldn't see them flirting, their goosebumps fell all over the floor, and they dispersed to do their own business. Liu Zhen and Wei Jingou quickly packed up their weapons; Peng Kun sent two Vietnamese people out; Zhou Wangyan saw him not only did not pretend to be dizzy He was still able to strike up a conversation, and asked again: "What's going on? Who called this?"

"Just now I went out to buy snacks, and when I came back and walked in the alley, someone gave me a stick from behind, and I passed out. When I woke up, the more than 1000 yuan in my pocket was gone..."

Liu Lan quickly brought gauze and potion, and said angrily: "The thief is too arrogant! I didn't expect that the public security in Baise is so bad, these bad guys should be arrested and put in jail!" The tone was so righteous, as if he was a big good citizen.

"The money is gone?" Han Bei was quite surprised. After knocking the dog unconscious, he moved it into the doorway and hurried away without touching him!

"That's right! You forgot? I'll kiss you before going to bed, and you gave me more than 1000."

More than 1000 for a kiss?There is no more quick, labor-saving and easier job in this world than this!The envy of the crowd was beyond words, and they stared eagerly at Han Bei's face.

Han Bei was afraid of being kissed to death, so he calmly explained: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I will pay him for the kiss or not."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Zhengxia squeezed into his arms again, "Meow! So shy, so shy!"

"Shut up if you're shy! Lie down and don't move!" Han Bei shaved the back of his head twice, regretting and asked anxiously: "Did you just lose money?" A thief stole his money, maybe it will cause some secondary harm.

"Snacks are gone, that gluttonous thief!" Qiu Zhengxia lay on his side, holding his MP3 like a baby, pouting with tears in his mouth: "Fortunately, he has no vision and didn't steal my matcha sweetheart..."

Han Bei was worried, "Money doesn't matter, I'll buy you some snacks and see if there is anything missing."

Qiu Zhengxia groaned softly, "My chastity is still there."

Han Bei couldn't help but laugh: "Your thing is worthless, if you lose it, just throw it away."

Qiu Zhengxia pointed at Liu Lan angrily: "It's worthless? Then I'll give it to him!"

Liu Lan jumped away like a vicious dog whose tail had been trampled on: "Fuck your grandma! I don't want it!"