Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“Too bad! ”

Wang Super deeply closed his eyes and shouted. It seemed like all the boredom in his chest was going to spit out in this mouth. The gunshot stopped and then banged. The middle-aged man's body fell into the cornfield. Zhu Jia's toe was caught just an inch from the palm of his hand, but he no longer had the strength, and that inch was already as far away as the corner of the sky.

Zhu Jia's face was pale and his tall chest stood violently ups and downs. After a few minutes, he calmed down. He took several steps backwards. After standing still, he laughed a little and said something that he felt strange: “It takes a long time to practice shooting accuracy, and his hands must be stable. When shooting, he must calm down, so that he can get to the right end. If I didn't practice shooting for a long time, this time I would miss. I had no idea that the martial arts practitioners were so powerful that they took so many bullets and all hit me. ”

Wang Chao only said a shame, never spoke again, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man below, found him crawling forward, raised his head, eyes still open.

Sighing again, Wang slowly slipped down and caressed his face to help him close his eyes. He also soothes his fierce mood.

Wang Chao said, "Too bad!” There are two meanings involved. One is that this middle-aged man is very skilled in boxing, and if he is an official contender, he must not be his opponent. Even if it was just a fight, if the other party calms down, it won't last 10 minutes, because of intense exercise, the breath boils inside the body, can't close the pores, will eventually exhale, can't support.

Although Zhujia came to save him once, after all, it was a rare master. After two years of boxing, he's been through a lot of fights, but he hasn't been as nervous as he is today. Surprised, but addicted, the opponent suddenly died at gunpoint, suddenly feeling very spoiled and sorry for.

Another unfortunate reason is the money in the two black suitcases. Before Zhujia came, Wang Chao could find a way to own it, but once Zhujia showed up, it would be difficult to do so.

Unless Wang Chao now suddenly starts malice, kill people and take money. But it is unrealistic to think about it. Without saying that the policeman in the back will be here at any time, and that Zhujia has problems. Even if Wang Chao did not do it, he will not be able to eat and walk.

After watching this shootout, Wang Chao knew it was awesome and didn't want to kill for money.

Although the heartbeat accelerated at this moment, it calmed down the mood by squatting to help middle-aged people close their eyes.

At that time, Zhujia also discovered a suitcase scattered in the cornfield. It doesn't matter if you look at it, even she was surprised. Wang Chao doesn't know the euro, but she knows that each piece of this pile of money is worth 500 yen, converted into four or five thousand yuan, so two boxes, I don't know how many.

“Depending on the money as shit, I always thought there were only people in books and TV, and I didn't think there were people like that in reality! ”

Zhu Jia, although having seen a lot of money, was also stimulated by so many large euros, but saw Wang Chao not look at the money on the ground, instead helping the dead opponent close his eyes. It was not from the bottom of my heart that the image of Wang Chao rose to a heightened feeling.

She did not think that Wang Chao Yi did not know the euro and that the move was to calm her emotions and slight malice.

“Cough... Well, don't be sad.” Zhu Jia calmed down her face and found her voice a little toned, so she cleaned her voice with a cough, "I also shot a person for the first time, only hitting targets many times before. I saw you fight him just now. A master dies under a gun, and I don't want to, I know how you feel. ”

Wang Chao's sigh was very emotional, and deep regrets and sympathy were reflected in it. Zhu Jia is a journalist, has been dealing with people a lot, and immediately understood the meaning contained in Wang Chao's sigh.

After calming all the emotions in his heart, Wang Chao's mind became lively again. In front of Zhujia, he never took a look at the scattered money.

“A good boxer, whether good or evil dies under a gun, is a sorrow. In that time, Master Gossip Cheng Tinghua was like this, as was Master Xue Pang.” Wang Chao's tone leaked deep sadness, which was not a performance in front of Zhujia, but a natural expression of his mind after he saw the power of gunfire.

Baguamencheng Tinghua died at the gunpoint of the Allied Eight Kingdoms. He was a great hero.

Xue Bin, the master of the Italian Gate, was Sang Yunxiang's brother, then director of the National Gallery of Tianjin, reached the realm of divine transformation with martial arts, and wrote that the national art would be expanded. Unfortunately, at the time of liberation, he was executed by the people's political axe.

This is what Wang Chao read in the history of national art. He always had the feeling that if a boxer were to die, he would die under his fist, not under his gun.

Zhu Jia was the first person to shoot, although he knew that this was not a legal responsibility, but ultimately killed a human life with his own hands. His heart was so excited that he was forced to merge into Wang Chao's emotions.

I patted Wang Chao's shoulder before. I was just about to come up with a word to comfort him. Suddenly I felt soft under my feet. “Oops! ”

Wang Chao hurriedly held onto him: “Why? ”

“I just ran off and accidentally snapped my foot!” Zhu Jia's pretty face shows a little pain.

“Then I'll help you back. ”

“But what about the money? ”

“Tell the police to let them handle it.” Wang was super quiet. At this time, he is not the one who was killed last year for 100,000 yuan. After a year of grinding, social experience, he already knows the trade-offs and losses.

“Mm-hmm.” Zhujia nodded and looked down at the middle-aged man's body and had to punch a chill all over his body, "Let's go. ”

Wang Chao had just lifted Zhujia up and walked a few steps. Immediately before the cornfield came the sound of Soso, after which Cao Yi and several special police officers appeared in front of him.

Cao Yi saw Wang Chao and Zhujia and couldn't help but stunned for a moment. “Are you all right? ”

“I'm fine, I just snatched a leg and a felon was shot in the front, as if he had mentioned a lot of stolen money. You guys go search!” Zhu Jiadao.

Cao Yi immediately glanced at him and several special police officers jumped over him.

“Well, we just counted the numbers. The man who ran away was called Lin Lijun. He and his brother Lin Liqiang were one of the leading figures of the Singapore Chen Group in Southeast Asia, and he was a good fighter. This time to open up the market in the interior, meet personally to trade drugs, sign a plan, build trust and then make money through an account. We've been working on this case for over a year, and the number of deals is huge, and there were tens of millions on the first one. And it was the euro deal, we didn't find the stolen money in the factory, obviously this Lin Lijun escaped. I can't believe he got shot. This time we've all done a great job. ”

Cao Yi's words surprised Wang Chao a little. I didn't expect the public security to find out everything. I'm glad I didn't feel up to swallowing that money.

“How are my reporters?” Zhu Jia asked.

“One arm was shot, but the injury was not serious and he was taken to the hospital. ”

“That's good!” Zhu Jia nodded her head and revealed her tired face, "I was tired and wanted to go home to rest. Take me home. ”

The last sentence, naturally, was addressed to Wang Chao.

Cao Yi nodded at Wang and revealed a satisfied look. When Wang Chao rubbed himself over, he whispered: “You did a good job this time. Your business is on me. I'll tell you the details tomorrow. ”

Wang Chao smiled and picked his eyebrows and didn't speak.