Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

Strange drove the car on the mountain road at night.

Suddenly, Strange accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror and discovered that there was a person sitting in the back seat.

"What!?"

Strange was startled, and the car swayed on the road.

Finally it stopped with the sound of brakes.

Strange quickly turned around and found the back seat empty.

Is it an illusion? Sure enough, you can't drive after drinking.

"Are you looking for me?"

Strange screamed in fear.

Suddenly there was an extra person in the passenger seat.

Strange saw the man clearly while shouting.

Take a closer look, why does this person look so familiar?

Strange couldn't help but think of ten years ago, not long after he officially became a doctor.

He met the most badass bastard in his life.

It was also from that time on that he had the habit of carrying a gun when visiting doctors.

"It's you!?"

Strange suddenly opened the gun hidden next to the car seat and pointed it at Jin Si.

"You know, I have been imagining our reunion for the past ten years."

"Put it down, put it down, this thing is very dangerous." Jin Si said eagerly.

"I know this stuff is dangerous."

Strange suddenly moved the muzzle of his gun downwards, aimed at Jin Si's thigh, and shot him.

"ah……"

Strange screamed and was shot in the thigh.

Don't ask why he aimed at Jin Si, he would be shot himself.

Asking is magic.

"look,

I told you that this thing is dangerous, but you just don’t believe it. "

Strange endured the pain and moved his gun upward to point at Jin Si's head.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Someone will die."

Strange's hands were shaking. He had confirmed that this man was not normal.

It does not mean abnormal thinking, but abnormal ability.

He obviously shot at him, but he was the one who got shot.

So he couldn't guarantee whether his head would explode if he shot him in the head.

"what are you up to?"

"I'm just here to remind you that drunk driving is very dangerous."

Strange sneered and raised the gun again.

"I'm a pretty good drinker, so..."

At this moment, Strange's side window suddenly lit up.

Strange turned around and saw a large truck rushing over from directly ahead.

"F***..." Strange couldn't react at all.

The big truck driver also had no time to make any braking reaction.

The large truck crashed directly into Strange's body.

This was definitely not a good experience for Strange.

In the spinning world, Strange lost consciousness.

…

When he woke up again, it was already several days later.

At this time, he got very bad news.

While he was in a coma, a former colleague performed surgery on his injured hand.

And this operation, how should I put it... was considered a success in a sense.

At least he didn't need an amputation.

But for a doctor, this operation is the biggest failure.

For a man, that means being widowed in middle age, even though it was his concubine who died.

Strange can't even entertain himself now.

In the days that followed, he began to seek medical treatment.

Hope someone can resurrect his little wife.

But what awaited was despair.

The best surgeon in the world is himself.

And even if he were in a normal state, he would probably be helpless in the face of such an injury.

In just six months, Strange went from a successful person to a failure.

In the past, although the income was high, the expenses were higher.

So Strange's savings were not large to begin with.

In order to find a famous doctor, he spent all his savings and maxed out his credit card in the past six months.

Even his current residence will be repossessed by the bank.

Ding dong——

The doorbell rang.

There was only one sofa left in the living room, and Strange was lying on the sofa.

It had been a long time since he had managed his appearance.

Strange turned a deaf ear to the doorbell.

But the visitor obviously didn't leave because Strange didn't open the door.

Instead, he directly opened the door and walked in.

Strange did not look at the visitor and said weakly: "There are still two days before the bank deadline. You came too early."

"I'm not from the bank."

Strange heard a voice, it was a woman.

He raised his head and found a very beautiful woman.

"Who are you? Do I owe you money?"

If it was Strange in the past, he would get to know him enthusiastically.

Then find a way to get her into bed.

But now, he can only think about collecting debts.

"Get up, my boss wants to see you." Zemo said calmly.

"Do I owe him money?" What Strange was thinking was, if such a beautiful woman is asked to run errands, does the boss behind her like men?

"You shouldn't owe him money, but I think you will soon." Zemo said.

"I have no interest in borrowing high-interest loans, and I don't think I have the ability to repay the money."

"Although I think so too, since my boss wants to see you by name, I think you may have some value that I haven't discovered, or you are a guy who can provide him with fun."

"I refuse. Even if I have nothing now, I don't intend to sell my ass."

"I can assure you, he has no interest in your ass."

"I still refuse. I'm not interested in making others happy."

"Okay, I will tell the boss what you said."

Click——

Strange saw Zemo pull out a gun and load it.

"What are you going to do?" Strange was startled.

"My boss said that if you are not willing to come with me, then you have no value in living. Let me kill you here."

"Wait... Are you kidding... I didn't say I won't go with you... Put down the gun, put it down."

Although Strange gave up on himself, he had no intention of committing suicide.

Isn’t it good to be alive? Who would think so.

"Very good. Now that you've decided, will you come with me?"

"Can we make an appointment at another time? I have something to do..."

Strange felt so scary. The other person would pull out a gun at every turn. He was obviously not a good person.

"I'm not very patient, so can you please hurry up?" Zemo's tone was extremely cold.

And this indifference carries some kind of creepy murderous intent.

Strange couldn't defeat Zemo in the end, so he got up and followed Zemo obediently.

In the car, Strange asked cautiously: "Who is your boss?"

"A complex person, you can regard him as the most boring person in the world, or you can view him as the most evil person. To put it simply, he is not a good person."

Strange was even more frightened when he heard Zemo describe his boss in this way.

If you think about Zemo drawing a gun at every turn, then her boss will probably become even more cruel.

"What preparations do I need to make? Or prepare a gift or something... What does your boss like?"

"woman."

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