Kidney master

Before Song Chu had time to tell Ji Yian what happened at the wedding venue, he was forced to evacuate quickly.

In this turmoil, no matter whether Song Chu is really with the police or not, Jiasu will not let her go.

When she pointed a gun at Gaso's head, the balance between them was completely broken.

Drug dealers are creatures that want face very much. Face is life. When calling brothers and sisters, they talk about loyalty, and they are generous and generous. They help if they can, but once they break, they will bite back crazily.

In the final analysis, besides being honored by the 108th place at that time, Song Chu also achieved the majesty she personally achieved in a one-on-one duel.

After all, she is just a girl, her strength is not comparable to that of a man, she didn't learn boxing kung fu from her master back then, so she spent all her time trying to learn that evil kung fu.

The emphasis is on surprise and surprise.

But if Jiasu really wants to be tough with her, with a group of men, equipped with guns and weapons, Song Chu has no chance to get close, and she has no chance of winning at all.

**

Shen Huan originally wanted to drive to have a wedding, but he didn't expect to have such an oolong, and because of Song Chu's business, he drove elsewhere to collect photos by himself.

"How did you escape from Gasuna?" Ji Yi'an asked in the car.

"Ah, speaking of this, I snatched his gun and asked him to let me go. I was afraid that his men would shoot me after I walked away, so I collected all their guns."

Song Chu took out his mobile phone and sent him a location, "I met Shen Huan's car on the road. It was a photographer. I didn't want to scare him. I hid the gun here. Go and pick it up when you have time."

Ji Yi'an took a look at Daming, and he clearly informed him to go on.

"How did you get in their car?"

"Gasu's subordinates told me that on the big day, Gasu would invite me to have a drink alone, so I guessed that he still had doubts about me."

Ji Yian frowned.

Song Chu continued: "I didn't have the phone with me at the time, and there were so many people, I didn't go with them. I was afraid that Gaso would hurt those people directly."

These words made Ji Yi'an a little surprised, but it's a pity that just as he showed a little surprised expression, the latter opened fire directly.

"Why, do you think that I regard human life as worthless and don't care about those people's lives?"

Ji Yi'an rubbed the center of her brows, and helplessly pulled off her scattered hair: "I didn't, so angry, have you taken gunpowder?"

Song Chu glanced directly at it, obviously not believing it.

Ji Yian didn't bother to explain.

**

The car stopped in front of this relatively new apartment building. This was the wedding room that had been arranged before, and they were married after all. Song Chu's former single apartment was not suitable for living anymore.

Daming and Xiao Yan carried Song Chu's bulky luggage upstairs, while Ji Yian's check-in luggage only had a hiking bag, a few changes of clothes and shoes.

They left quickly after unpacking.

Only Ji Yi'an and Song Chu were left in the huge room.

Song Chu figured out the layout of the room, dragged the suitcase to the master bedroom, opened the suitcase and began to mess with her various expensive clothes. After a while, the suitcase was not empty, but the wardrobe was full.

Ji Yi'an was on the phone with his teammates in the living room and exchanged a few words in a low voice.

Then he consciously carried his bag and entered the guest room on one side. He was used to tidying up the housework when he was in the police academy, but it was over in 5 minutes.

Song Chu was still worrying over the pile of extra clothes.

knock knock.

Ji Yi'an stood at the door, leaning against the door with arms crossed.

"Come out and talk to you."

"It's not over."

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"There are not enough closets, there are still a pile of clothes."

Ji Yi'an glanced at it, twitched his eyebrows: "Put the ones you wear often in the cabinet, and put the rest in the suitcase."

"No, it will wrinkle."

This matter is forcing, Ji Yi'an cursed inwardly, took a few steps forward, squatted down beside Song Chu's suitcase, grabbed her clothes and looked at them: "So please explain to me, why do you want to wear clothes that won't wrinkle first?" hang up."

Song Chu didn't even lift his eyelids: "I just like to let it go like this, you don't care about me."

Ji Yi'an felt that he would die of anger if he stayed with her.

"You pick out the clothes you often wear, and put the rest in my place. My closet is still empty."

Song Chu picked and picked, dawdled for a long time, took out the unnecessary clothes and threw them on the bed, turned around after tidying up, and found that those clothes had been arranged by Ji Yian.

this speed.

Song Chu raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands, and walked to the living room: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Gasu." Ji Yian received a text message, looked down, frowned, and said, "What will you do to you after you break up with him?"

"Kill me as a warning to others."

Song Chu slightly bent the corners of his eyes, and smiled subtly and seductively, "Captain Ji, what you said before to protect me can now be carried out."

"Not yet."

Ji Yi'an raised an index finger, pressed Song Chu's forehead back, "Latest news, Jiasu has left the Golden Triangle."

Song Chudeng frowned: "Impossible, his temper won't just leave like this."

"You have to know, he is not the boss here, he still has a Nugu on his head."

"You mean, it was Nugu who asked him to go back?"

"It's just a guess." Ji Yi'an shrugged, "Nugu is such a cautious person, and the police don't even have information about his appearance. Will he tolerate Jiasu's ostentation?"

This may indeed be true.

Song Chu stayed in the Golden Triangle for five years and knew even more drug dealers. He only heard the name of "Brother Water Wolf" often, but he didn't know anything else.

"Then what are you going to do?" Song Chu asked.

"There will be people from the team in the follow-up investigation." Ji Yi'an, "Since it's not time to protect you yet, I'll teach you how to protect yourself tomorrow."

Song Chu put his hands on the sofa as if he heard some joke.

"Captain Ji, I've been living here for five years, do you think I need your teaching?"

Ji Yi'an lowered the gun from his waist, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pointed at the fan balloon on the wall, his brows and eyes instantly overflowed with a cold and hard temperament.

Song Chu paused, watching him pull the trigger.

No unexpected noises.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and then she heard Ji Yi'an's joyful laughter after she succeeded: "I just want to try, have you really never used a gun before?"

Song Chu fixed his eyes on the muzzle of the gun, and asked, "What conclusion did you draw?"

"No." Ji Yi'an put away the gun, "I can scare you without even opening the safety catch, whoever knows how to use a gun is like this."

Song Chu frowned impatiently: "I'm not scared."

Fortunately, Ji Yi'an has already mastered the rule of not being mad at her when getting along with her, that is, don't keep hitting her with a gun. Now that he got a bargain, he sold it out to be a good boy.

"Well, I'm not scared." He responded very nicely.

Song Chu gritted his teeth angrily.

"I will teach you how to shoot a gun tomorrow." He said concisely.

Song Chu was silent for a long time, and finally smiled.

**

The next day.

Song Chu stood in front of the gun game booth at the entrance of the playground with a cold expression on his face.

"That's it?" Song Chu looked contemptuous.

"Otherwise, shall I take you to the military camp to shoot targets?" Ji Yi'an smiled, "This is someone else's territory, even if you return to the country, a little girl like you can't get in."

"This gun is not allowed?" Song Chu still looked contemptuous.

This kind of inferior imitation | real | gun, the description is not always particularly accurate.

"It's enough to teach you how to hold a gun and how to aim, and it doesn't make you a sniper."

Ji Yi'an chose not to talk to her, walked to the stall and asked, "Boss, how much is the gun?"

"For RMB, one yuan per hair."

"Your prices are quite high." Ji Yi'an chatted casually, "Give me ten bullets first."

"We have prizes. See, those dolls inside are prizes. You can buy twenty rounds. If you hit all of them, you can get the biggest doll. Wouldn't it be nice to give it to your girlfriend?"

The amusement park is not in the west area where Song Chu often does activities, and the boss is an old man with white hair who doesn't know Song Chu.

Ji Yi'an took out his wallet, took out a ten-yuan note, and said without raising his eyes: "No, she doesn't like that stuff."

"Who said I don't like it anymore." Song Chu deliberately found fault, and raised his chin at the biggest doll, "Hey, I want that."

Ji Yi'an had no choice but to pull out another ten-yuan bill and took twenty rounds of ammunition.

**

"boom--"

Ji Yi'an fired a quick shot, bursting a balloon.

Song Chu discovered that when this man shoots a gun, the blood in his bones will be revealed. Even if he is holding a toy gun in his hand and a light pink balloon is in front of him, he raises the gun, aims and presses the trigger in one go, and at the same time the end of his eyes There was a cold, bloody smell.

This cannot be formed in a day and a month, it must be tempered and tempered, and it must be seen countless scenes of fighting and fighting.

Song Chu stared at him, and asked, "Have you ever killed someone?"

Ji Yi'an glanced at the boss who had already sat aside, and replied softly: "I did, drug dealer."

"A lot?"

"Not much." Ji Yi'an said, "Only when they use force against the police can we shoot at their deadly parts, otherwise it is considered a lynching."

Song Chu snorted.

"Don't be so disdainful of human life."

Song Chu's experience from childhood to adulthood made her dislike listening to other people's lessons, but before she could furrow her brows, she realized that Ji Yi'an's words didn't mean a lesson at all, they were just explanations, and there was some strange helplessness mixed in at the end.

With his head down, Ji Yi'an was seriously putting yellow ball "bullets" into the imitation magazine.

While casually saying: "I also hate drug dealers. Last year, two of my college classmates died in the arrest process. But since there are laws and enforcers in this world, we must hold on to the bottom line of being human."

"When I first joined the team, there were times when I wished I could kill every drug dealer with my own hands."

Song Chu couldn't help but keep quiet, and asked softly, "And then."

"Then I was trained by the master who took me at that time. He told me that every anti-drug officer would have this idea, but the law does not allow it. It knows the maliciousness in your heart. You can think about it, but you can't do it. The law does not say Human feelings are cruel and ruthless, but the minimum protection of human nature."

Ji Yian closed the clip, raised his arm to aim, and handed it to Song Chu: "Here, all right, I'll teach you."

**

He stood behind Song Chu, put his hand on her wrist, raised her hand up, and fixed the toy gun on his chest.

"Look at the star."

Ji Yi'an's breath hit the side of Song Chu's neck, it was very itchy, his body temperature was transmitted along his fingertips, his heartbeat was silently trembling.

"That's right."

"I tried it just now. There is a deviation in the trajectory. This distance will deviate by about three centimeters. Aim to the left by three centimeters."

Song Chu slightly moved the handle of the gun, and before Ji Yi'an could say anything, he pressed the trigger neatly.

"boom--"

Another balloon popped steadily.

**

The moment the balloon burst, Song Chu leaned into his ear and asked, "Why didn't you tell others what I did before?"

"I don't know." Ji Yi'an was very honest, his eyes looked like an ancient Milky Way.

Song Chu held his breath, the wrist pinched by him could not move, as if someone had pinched his heart, and there was some sore feeling from inside to outside.

Ji Yi'an's expression was calm, as if he just said something that couldn't be more ordinary.

"Good job, next hit the blue balloon."

Song Chu took a deep breath and raised his hand to mount the gun again, but his hand suddenly softened because of Ji Yian's next words.

"I will teach you."

"Teach you how to use a gun."

"It also teaches you how to control the hand that holds the weapon."

The bullet was fired steadily along the trajectory, but it was deviated halfway because of the sudden shaking of the hand.

falls on wooden boards.

Just like the fireworks that suddenly bloomed in Song Chu's heart, it became an unspeakable secret in her heart.