Ding Ergou's life as a hunter

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the atmosphere of drinking began to relax. Now it is a gathering of friends, drinking is second to the key, chatting and spanking, which is the focus of the gathering between friends.

"Damn, Ergou, what do you mean by sending me those photos?" After drinking a few cups, Ke Zihua's face heated up, and he forgot the conversation he had with the successful one before the meal. It would be better to restore his nature.

Even if I keep holding him, I can't stand it.

"Those little gangsters*Drive my friend's children, you take a time to talk to them. If you still teach repeatedly, I may really interrupt their legs and make them never enter the school gate.

It will be broken, and it will be interrupted when it is ready until my friend’s child leaves school” Ding Ergou said domineeringly.

"Haha, you are still the same kind of true nature, but I like it." Ke Zihua patted Ding Ergou's shoulder and said.

"Huazi, what's going on?" asked successfully gnawing on a chicken leg.

"There are a few small bruises*Daughter of the two dog friends, friends, um, yes, two dogs, what about the friend, or the woman we have seen before?" Ke Zihua turned his face and asked Ding to ask Ding Ding and asked Ding.

Ergou Tao.

Of course I know about success, but he and Ke Zihua used to pretend not to know. Now, Success really feels that Ke Zihua can't stand up to the wall. Such things are all secret, especially as a government official.

That's it. It can't be concealed. You will be revealed to others here. If you succeed, you can't wait to throw the chicken leg in his hand to Ke Zihua's face.

"Yes, it's her. I'm not in Baishan. Brothers and I will take care of it. If there is anything, I'll ask her to ask you for help, you won't refuse." Ding Ergou looked at Ke Zihua with a smile and said.

"No problem, your woman, that's my brother and sister. If you are a brother, just say one thing. Just look for me if you have anything to do. Aren't you just a few gangsters? No problem, although this is a bit difficult, but you're a brother.

I know what I know, don’t worry”. Ding Ergou’s beauty hunting life 906

"Difficult? How to say it?"

"Oh, Cheng Shao, Ergou, the Huangmao who fell to the ground was the son of Wei Mingyuan, the director of the Finance Bureau. The school complained to parents for a time. The most cruel time was to fight with someone and cut someone down. If it weren't for me

Give him Hu in the middle, this boy is not allowed to enter the less manager. "Although Ke Zihua had a bit too much, his brain was still awake.

"It's so troublesome, Cheng Shao, are you good at interfering in this matter? If it doesn't work, I will do it myself." Ding Ergou said aggressively. He must have a correct letter tonight, otherwise Miaomiao will be unsafe in the future.

It is the most important. If he can, he really doesn't mind looking for a place where no one will break the kid.

"Wei Mingyuan, this bastard really can't teach a good son. Changsheng, don't worry, I'll do this. If his son dares to cause trouble, I'll find someone to depose him. You can relax in this matter."

Said his chest.

The night gradually became deeper. For some reason, Mu Qianshan felt so depressed that it seemed that something was going to happen, but she didn't know what would happen, and sat on the sofa in the living room, with her hands

Holding the phone inside, I wanted to dial out a few times, but I was afraid that Ding Ergou was talking about things, so I never dared to call.

She seemed like a young wife waiting for her husband to come home. She was obviously scratched in her heart, but she was afraid that her husband would blame her, so she was so entangled.

However, there were still traffic in front of Jinmantang's door, which was very lively. In a car opposite Jinmantang, Ge Hu had a gloomy face, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the magnificent hall of Jinmantang. No one would have thought that he did it last night.

There was an explosion case, and he still dared to stay in Baishan City today, and he had even greater actions tonight.

Under his seat, there is a five -fourth style. If the people on the road see this gun, it will be surprised, because this gun is not made by folk gun masters, but a real police gun. The left round.

In Type 92, the proportion of this type of gun is not very high in the police industry. It is only available to the criminal police. It is powerful. It was snatched by a policeman while wandering in the south.

Although he didn't know why Jiang Haiyang asked him to kill that person, he had to listen to Jiang Haiyang's words, because he no longer had one life in his hands. As human nature, this is a very complicated feeling. When he was a silly person, he was a very complicated feeling.

When he killed someone once, he was afraid for a long time, but once the killing was turned on, he would not feel afraid when he killed someone again. Instead, he was excited and furious. So this time he was also very excited and had not killed someone close for a long time.

It's.

When he was ready to squint, someone knocked on his window, and he quickly reached into the seat and touched the gun, but slowly shake the window of the window next seam, and handed a small note outside.

It was the news he was waiting for.

"Three floor, private room No. 7, three people, kill them all." With the slight light of the cigarette, he saw these short twelve words. After reading it, he folded the notes and put them on the cigarette butts.

, In a short while, the small note turned into ashes.

He fell backwards and started to speed up and left here when he came out, because there was a car in front of him. As a habitual criminal who committed crimes several times, Ge Hu had already initially possessed the qualities of a killer, that is, he did not worry about entering.

, Care first, this is the basic quality of a killer. The task is not the next time, but the life is gone.

Finally, I checked the bullets in the gun. Ge Hu put it on his back pants belt, and walked into Jinmantang's hotel like an ordinary diner.

Shooting.