After the Strange Talk Prevails

Flames burned in various corners of the room. The cotton wool of the sofa was scorched black. The walls and furniture were covered with bullet holes. The tiles on the ground were shattered. Black star-shaped scorch marks were faintly visible in the fragments, which were produced after the explosion of the weakened version of the grenade. Mark of.

　　The battle is over, and there are five scorched corpses lying on the ground next to him, and a dying conjurer.

　　 Zhou Donglai panted heavily and took out the fire extinguisher from the kitchen and started to put out the fire in every corner. He felt that the sniper who had been monitoring him across the building had left. He probably felt that he could not be taken away today.

　　 "It's really troublesome, do you know the decorations are expensive? These decorations cost me two years of salary." Zhou Donglai complained when he came to the kitchen, cut open the cuffs of his shirt with scissors, and rinsed his burned arm under cold water.

　　 He heard the conjurer in the living room still groaning in pain, and he thought about going out to ask the other key some key questions, but when he thought that the steak on the pan had not been eaten, he hesitated again.

　　 The steak should still be warm now, right? It's too pitiful to let it cool off the steak just like that.

Thinking of this, Zhou Donglai immediately came up with a variety of sayings in his mind, people take food as the heaven, only love and food can not be let down, every bit of hard work, all kinds of advice and advice echoed in his mind, reminding him His biological father.

Before he came to this city, he used to be a wanderer with his father for a period of time. The good habit of thrift and thrift was developed at that time. Although the two were forced to separate later, his father’s indoctrination was still the same. He remembered it in his heart.

　　 He threw off the water droplets from his hand, came to the stove, tried to press the lamp of the range hood, it turned on, and the brown-black steak was lying in the butter, which seemed very delicious.

　　 After flipping through the recipe next to it, Zhou Donglai thought that he had made a mistake after seeing butter for seasoning and olive oil for frying.

He put the steak on the plate and wanted to embellish some plants to add interest. He walked to the window and suddenly realized that the mint he planted had been taken by the person who fell before. Now he has no plants that can be used to decorate the plate. .

So he started looking for knives and forks, but because he was not usually cooking, he was very unfamiliar with the arrangement of kitchen utensils. After searching for half a minute, he did not find knives and forks. As a last resort, he could only use fruit knives and chopsticks instead of western knives and forks. .

　　 "Who asked you to deal with me?"

　　 Zhou Donglai sat on the ground and began to interrogate the conjurer five meters away. The moment he spoke, he heard the sound of a police siren downstairs.

　　 "How did you know that I was here?" Zhou Donglai cut a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, feeling that the taste was acceptable.

　　 "I, I don't know anything." The conjurer struggled.

He wanted to use a spell to try the final counterattack, but he dispelled the idea. The employer's request was to catch the opponent alive. He can't escape by himself now, and he can't complete the task anyway. Fighting back to the death is of no use, instead he just lay down obediently. , May be treated and then locked up.

　　 "I don't know anything, they didn't tell you anything?" Zhou Dong said.

　　 The conjurer lay there without speaking, just panting.

　　 He knew that it would be for nothing to ask, so he concentrated on the steak and waited quietly for the police to come up.

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　　 "Zhou Donglai, he can't be an ordinary person!"

　　 "I know I know, we also know some rare information."

　　 The sniper and the observer were sitting in the car and were driving outside the city of Qingzhou.

　　 This is their second shot against Zhou Ming's family, which is much more intense than the first time.

　　 I thought it would be 100% successful this time, but it failed in the end, and it still failed in such a bizarre way.

They investigated Zhou Donglai’s background and his life experience is clear and followable. Zhou Donglai’s father, Zhou Lin, was an ordinary man who had good luck in his middle age and worked in the outer city of Qingzhou. Then he married and gave birth normally. Zhou Dong has not made much money in his entire life.

　　 Zhou Donglai’s mother was frail and sick. She died after giving birth to Zhou Donglai. Later, the two father and son depended on each other. Because Zhou Lin had no extra money to send Zhou Dong to college, Zhou Donglai stepped into society early and became a salesman.

　　 He went to college while studying sales, and was successfully admitted to college. He paid the tuition with the salary he earned from his part-time job. After graduation, he married Zhou Ming's mother and gave birth to Zhou Ming.

　　 is very ordinary, isn't it?

　　 The problem is very common!

　　 Is it possible for an ordinary person to single-handedly kill five hermits and then kill a conjurer?

　　 This is not writing a novel, how could there be such an outrageous thing? Even in a novel, I don’t dare to write it like this. Everything has to be about causal logic. If this happens without a reasonable reason, it can only be said that the author’s brain is broken.

　　The reality is even more so. It is impossible for Zhou Donglai to transform from an ordinary person into a super killer who is inexplicably murderous.

　　 "Is it really Zhou Dong coming? Could it be that the relevant department used some method to make people pretend to be Zhou Dong, and then come here to lure the snake out of the cave?"

"The appearance and height are all okay, maybe it's a spell? But if it's a spell, how can he perceive us, a person can't have two spells, will it be a special spell power prop? "

　　 "I said! It is impossible to have such a far range of curse power!" The observer furiously said.

The sniper pressed his lips tightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stopped speaking. Although the victim was in a bad mood, the observer was right...It is impossible to have such a far range of curse power, which is a full 300 meters. .

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　　 After finally getting a lot of points, Zhou Ming naturally wanted to change himself into a good outfit. After all, a person's combat power is not based on spells and spell power levels. All things that can be used together are the real combat power.

Zhang Wei sat while searching for information, typing fast, drinking coffee after a cup, and the coffee pot beside him. Sometimes when he looked at his work, he sometimes suspected that his job didn’t need to use his brain, because he didn’t show up on it a few times. Exhausted look.

　　 Zhang Wei always does nothing when thinking, but once he picks up the computer, it means he doesn't have to think about anything.

　　 "You drink like this, be careful of sudden death." Zhou Ming reminded.

　　 "You treat me as an ordinary person?" Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows, "Although I can't compare to you, Master Zhang is also a hermit!"

　　 Okay, this kid is right. He is indeed a hermit. He just chose the job of a liaison officer.

　　 Zhou Ming pressed the mouse, and the notebook in front of him jumped out of the interface of the points mall. He originally thought that the points mall of the relevant department would be very serious and rigid.

　　 But after entering, I found that the website is full of discounts icons. People who don’t know will definitely think that they have entered a spam shopping website.