Thorns

"Of course it's life. It's better to live than to die. I'm a person who cherishes life." Although Gu Mengping said so, there was no cowardice on his face that the other party wanted to see.

There was a short stalemate, neither of them seemed to be willing to be defeated, and it was the first time that the man holding the gun took a serious look at the man in front of him. The face was harmless, and although the eyes were sharp, they were like newborn wolf cubs in his eyes, not harmful at all.

He still didn't understand why Falcon chose such a person. In their world, this little policeman couldn't survive. Could it be that his taste would change after losing his memory?

Suddenly, there was a sneer, and the man put away his gun. For this action, Gu Mengping was completely expected. The other party never wanted to kill him from the very beginning, otherwise it would not have been possible to get him here after so much trouble. , but this person seems to have a bad taste, which is to threaten others.

Gu Mengping, on the other hand, has never been the kind of person who is obediently threatened by others.

"I don't like people like you, but I think we can talk about cooperation." As a hunter, this man is undoubtedly a veteran. If the frontal assault fails to achieve results, he will dig a hole and wait for the prey to fall by itself. .

Gu Mengping raised his eyebrows. He waited for the other party to say the following. In a hunter's trap, bait is indispensable, and he wanted to know why the other party thought that this bait could catch him.

In fact, one thing he didn't quite understand was why this man didn't directly confront Si Qingyang at the beginning. Although he wanted to understand many things, but only this point, the answer to the mystery was like being covered by layers of fog. Covered.

Si Qingyang's skill is indeed very powerful, but this person is not a simple character, and there were only him and Si Qingyang at the time, but this man brought a lot of people. If there is a confrontation, Gu Mengping calculated, The opponent has a 100% winning rate, but why did they go around such a big circle.

The opponent's target is Si Qingyang, which is undoubtedly very clear, but it seems that they are waiting for something...

"Follow me, little policeman, I think there is someone you should be very interested in." Lighting himself a cigarette, the man glanced at him and turned around.

Gu Mengping squinted his eyes, paused for a few seconds, and then he lifted his heels up.

The distance was not far, probably from the back of the village to the front of the village, ten minutes away, the mountain road was not easy to walk, Gu Mengping still had a little cleanliness, stomped his feet when he climbed the wooden steps, the soles of his feet The mud came off immediately.

"Go in and meet your old friend, I'll wait for you here." The heavy chain on the wooden door was opened the moment the man spoke.

"Squeak—" There was a sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and there was some light in the dark room, followed by a somewhat stench, which was familiar to Gu Mengping, the smell of blood.

One foot stepped into the room, the foot was a little sticky, the feeling of stepping on it was not particularly obvious, but it always made people feel uncomfortable. As soon as he entered the door, Gu Mengping saw the person tied to his right hand.

Even though his face was almost covered with blood, Gu Mengping could still see the scar on his left eye at a glance. It was so obvious that he seemed to have fainted. His head was hanging slightly, and his body was already covered with scars There was blood, and the breathing was a little heavy.

Gu Mengping stared at the tied person for a full five seconds, then raised his foot and slowly leaned over.

The moment he approached, the person who lowered his head slowly raised his head.

"Brother Dao." Gu Mengping spoke first.

"You—here." The weak voice seemed to indicate how brutally tortured this man had been before.

"Yeah." Gu Mengping met his gaze, there was complexity in Brother Dao's eyes, and calmness in Gu Mengping's eyes.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

"The information I got is false." Brother Dao said suddenly.

"I know." Gu Mengping withdrew his gaze, stood beside him, and lit a cigarette for himself against the blood-stained wooden wall.

Brother Dao didn't speak again until he finished smoking a cigarette.Gu Mengping threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the bright red blood, and the slight flame mixed with the blood made the smell disgusting.

"Wait a little longer, I will take you out." Gu Mengping said when he walked to the door.

Brother Dao didn't speak, but just stared at Gu Mengping's side face. The light outside the door shone on his face. His fair face was sharp and angular, but his face was as calm as usual. Brother Dao couldn't figure out his face. Thoughts, but vaguely understood Gu Mengping's words.

After Gu Mengping walked out, he was still kept in the same room as before. He was not as impatient as he imagined. Such a reaction was obviously not what some people wanted.

"What do you think the little policeman will do next?" The man with a cigarette lit up looked at the person in front of him with his legs crossed.

The wet towel was rubbed on the face indiscriminately. The dried blood was not so easy to wipe off. It was a sticky mess. After wiping his hands, the man who injured one eye wiped the white towel that was completely red. toss aside.

"It's hard to say, he's not such an easy person to fool." Brother Dao went to the side sofa and sat down to light a cigarette for himself.

He took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath. The smoke was so thick that he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Closing his eyes, he remembered the first time he saw Gu Mengping a few years ago. At that time, he looked even younger and immature. He looked like a big clean boy with thin skin and tender flesh. He looked nothing like him. He is a person capable of great things, but it is a pity that even if he has been in the dark for many years, he has lost sight of it.

It was an anti-drug operation that shocked Asia. This time, one eye of Brother Dao was sacrificed in this operation, but it also achieved huge gains. Dozens of drug production dens were destroyed and captured There are quite a few criminals, but things are far from that simple. Everyone in this business lives on the edge of a knife. The escape of the big drug lord Hu Mou is almost the most regrettable point of this operation, but no one thought that half A month later, they received a call from a young and cold voice.

"I caught Hu." This was the first sentence he said.

Brother Dao still remembers the scene that everyone saw in the past. The teenage young man was leaning against a tree and smoking a cigarette. Wrapped like a rice dumpling, this guy is really ruthless.

"The mission is complete. I'm going back. The report will be handed in in three days." After putting out the cigarette butt and stuffing it into his pocket, Gu Mengping went down the mountain.

He seemed like a pampered young man from your family, his tone of voice was full of indescribable arrogance, but he felt that he was so powerful that people could ignore his age.

This is a great lad.

This was the only sentence Brother Dao thought of looking at the back of the person going down the mountain.

"I believe you can. After all, you have cooperated many times." The man next to him opened his mouth and brought Brother Dao back to his thoughts.

Brother Dao smiled and didn't answer. He didn't have much confidence in his heart, but he still wanted to try.

"The 1000 million US dollars has been credited to your account, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Brother Dao hooked the corners of his lips.

Seeking skin from a tiger has never had a chance to back down, either fight or die, he has no choice now.

In the darkness, Gu Mengping took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was a mobile phone passed by the man, and the screen turned on when he pressed it, but there was no signal. Gu Mengping was not surprised at all, the other party was prepared. Come on, it’s just a game of cat and mouse, it’s impossible not to think about it. After glancing at the time and date, he threw the phone aside and found a place to rest. This is the only thing he can do during this time. What I was doing was a little annoying at first, but I gradually got used to it and didn't feel anything.

Two days later, Si Qingyang came, swaggeringly, with a posture that no one expected.

Gu Mengping was sleeping in a daze, so he was dragged out by people. After going out, he realized that the people in the mountain must have gathered. Looking down again, a man a few meters away was carrying a plastic bag. No, he seems to be doing well, his beard is hanging down, he looks good, and there is no anxious expression on his face. Gu Mengping feels a little depressed at the same time he is satisfied.

Everyone stared nervously at Si Qingyang, looking into the bag in his hand from time to time.

Some of them have seen Falcon, some haven't, but they have also heard of the name Falcon. In their field, this name is like a soul. It must be false to say that they are not nervous. A distracted person might not even know how he died.

Si Qingyang took a few more steps forward, and everyone was retreating, even the arrogant man next to Gu Mengping. Gu Mengping looked back, and the man beside him had a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. But the eyes looking at Si Qingyang were full of possessiveness, even a little crazy, but also seemed to be tinged with fear.

When Si Qingyang walked in front of Gu Mengping, dozens of muzzles of black holes pointed at the two of them, but Si Qingyang didn't care at all, just lifted the bag in his hand.

Obviously only a few seconds, but this action is like a slow motion in the eyes of everyone. Some people have sweat on their foreheads, and they are waiting for Si Qingyang's next action. Everyone has done it well. Prepare for a fight to the death.

But in the next second, Si Qingyang opened his mouth, only to hear him speak to Gu Mengping in a calm voice.

"The hot and sour noodles packed 10 minutes ago are still hot."

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The author has something to say:

Everyone: No fuck talk.

hhhhhhhh, it’s because I’m laughing too low, hhhhh, I don’t care if the previous ones are up or not, this article has been dragged on for a year, and I just want to end it now, hahahaha, let me write later, hhhhh

The author really wants to eat hot and sour noodles. I bought it for a week, and I can’t cook it all the time. I really want to eat... hhh, Mr. Gu should eat it for the younger ones hhh