Chapter 159 One minus one equals how many

The    man came out of the shop, and you don't have to think about it to know that he is the man sitting in the car.

   Regardless of whether he was driving or not, the people on Mu Jing’s side had no good impression of him, and even the youngest Mu Yang couldn’t feel sympathy for this injured person.

   If it wasn't for his sister's luck, if they didn't drive too fast and overturned the car, his sister would probably die because of it!

   With such a fast speed, there is no chance of surviving if you hit someone!

   He hates him!

   He didn't want his sister to save him!

   In the group, only Prince Chou did not look back at the person who asked for help. He looked at Mu Jing and said, "You guys go forward first, I'll deal with it here."

   heard that, after Mu Jing said and left, the others followed her and didn't say much.

   "Help me..."

  The injured person's consciousness is a little blurred.

   Prince Chou smiled and walked towards the man, this time he was smart and put on plastic gloves before killing.

  The man estimated that he didn't know why he died until he died.

   The man with smiling eyes and crooked eyes stood beside the corpse with his back straight like a professionally trained deacon, wiping the blood on his gloves with the corners of his clothes torn from his body.

   Carrying this murderer is a bit boring and doesn't feel like it, but it's clean and can be reused, so it must be cherished.

As long as he thinks that he can be regarded as Mujing's person after rounding up, he will hum a song happily, and see someone climb out of the store and walk over. , the movement is very casual and gently press on the back of his neck.

   "I didn't even have time to say a few words to her, but you actually wanted to take her life?"

   After easily getting rid of one person, he looked up and saw another one was lying on the ground, but half of his body was still in the car, as if his feet were stuck by something, and he couldn't get out for a while.

   The person who was not worried that the car would explode walked over with a smile, watching his blood-stained and dusty face full of horror, and he kept reaching out to the side...

"Do you need my help?"

   Prince Chou followed the direction in which he stretched out his hand, and picked up the gun that was almost taken by the man.

   "No wonder he's so arrogant, it turns out he has a gun."

   After he suddenly realized this sentence, he put the gun in his hand, then held his hand, forcibly aiming the muzzle at his temple, "Ask you a question."

   "Let go, let me go...don't kill me!"

   "How much is one minus one? I'll let you go if you get it right."

   "Zero! Equals zero!"

   Prince Chou's smile deepened, his eyes were stained with a heavy color, he took out earplugs from his pocket, and slowly brought them to himself.

boom!

   A headshot!

   "I just want to hear the answer once."

   stood up and walked out to the sunny day.

   After Prince Chou followed them and found a new place to sit in a bar that was being renovated, he put the gun in front of Mu Jing and said, "The spoils of war."

   The man with the straw raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Take it yourself."

   "Aren't you afraid of my gun going off?"

   "Whose life do you want to change?"

   Mu Jing leaned on the back of the soft sofa and looked at him lazily, like a cheetah ready to prey.

   The man who gave her an inexplicable pleasure when she looked at him with this kind of eyes covered his mouth and groaned softly, as if to relieve something, and said, "Of course..." You.

Snapped.

   was patted on the back of the head, he looked over, "You... hit me on the head?"

   Yin Ze's emerald green eyes are extremely clear, "There's a fly, I'll help you deal with it."

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   (end of this chapter)