Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"If you don't die this time, be a good person in the future, you know?"

After Zhou Xufang finished speaking, he split his palm on Ngawang's neck.

Awang fainted with a kick on his leg. As soon as Zhou Xufang kicked him open, the door was pushed open. It was two men who rushed over after hearing the sound. Zhou Xufang was afraid that too loud would disturb the people on the boat. He made a quick decision. He grabbed one with one hand, then folded his hands and slammed into it.

One dizzy.

Zhou Xufang let go, and the other one just fell to the ground. Before he screamed, she hooked his neck with one foot, twisted it with a clever force, and fainted, then closed the door and dealt with the scene.

In a moment, she opened the door and went out, grabbed a woman who was similar in shape to her, exchanged her clothes, covered the person, and threw it into the pig cage.

At seven o'clock exactly, Zhou Xufang hung the necklace Jiang Zhi had given to the sail, blasted the switch with one punch, and plunged into the sea at the end.

On the bank, Jiang Zhi glanced at the shining red dots on the sails and dialed Qiao Nanchu's phone.

"Nan Chu, you can start."

On the third floor of the cruise ship, the aisle was full of people, standing on two sides, with four boxes on the ground.

Hua Jundao: "Go to inspect the goods."

He nodded and went forward to unpack the boxes. The four boxes were all neatly packed with "white paper bricks". He took a dagger, cut open the white paper, dipped it with his hand, and tasted it in turn. After inspecting the goods in the four boxes, he closed the boxes, returned to the Hua Jun, stood behind, and whispered: "The goods are okay."

Hua Jun only then raised his hand and made a gesture. The two men behind him understood, lifted the box and opened it. It was full of US dollars.

The leader of the other party is a black man, tall, with a scar on his face, from the corner of his mouth to the base of the left ear, upwards, one ear is missing, and he stretches out his hand.

Hua Jun stepped forward and held it: "Happy cooperation."

The man said in English: "We can't stay long, we must leave immediately."

"Of course, the ship is ready."

As soon as Hua Jun finished speaking, the police sirens rang outside.

"What's the matter?" The black leader asked the Huajun angrily, "How come there are police officers."

Hua Jun couldn't answer, so he asked his subordinates: "Where are the hostages?"

The police sirens were ringing, all panicked, and his men replied: "At the third brother."

Three minutes ago, Hong San took hostages and went to trade with Jiang Zhi.

At this time, on the deck of the cruise ship, after Hong San looked around in panic, he glared at Jiang Zhi, "You **** call the police!" He turned his head and shouted, "Go!"

"Go on! Go on!"

The cruise ship remained motionless and was surrounded by boats moored around. The car lights in the distance approached. A dozen police cars drove into the ferry, blocking the way out.

Then the police siren stopped, Xiao Team of the Anti-drug Team took a horn and got out of the car: "Listen to the people on the ship, you are already surrounded." After a pause, Team Xiao let go of his voice and said eight words, "If Resistance, the bullet has no eyes."

Afterwards, dozens of people came out of the cabin and went on the deck. There were men and women, yellow people and black people.

Hong San looked back: "Brother Hua."

Hua Jun stepped forward and kicked him away. The guy who pulled it out leaned behind the hostage and shouted under the boat: "Whoever dares to move, I will collapse the hostage first."

Team Xiao raised his hand to signal Shaoan not to be impatient.

The Huajun grabbed the hostage-bound rope and pulled the man to the bow. He glanced at the shore and fixed his eyes on Jiang Zhi: "Young Master Jiang, you'd better persuade these people to get out of the way, otherwise , Your charming girlfriend is going to be buried with us."

Jiang Zhi stood in front of a police car with his hands in his pockets, as if the old **** was there, calmly: "Who said she is my girlfriend?"

Hua Jun was dumb for a while, the hostages in his hands were still struggling.

The shore is full of people, just Jiang Zhi’s short, hazy, blue hair is conspicuous, blown messy by the wind, and a bit less serious from the family’s son. He curls his lips and smiles, like a fairy who has only been involved in the world: "You ask. Is she my girlfriend."

Hua Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then tore off the hostage's hood. He took a look at it and was shocked: "Where is that woman?"

The ‘hostage’’s mouth was sealed with tape, struggling to shake his head.

At this time, the hull shook suddenly.

I don't know who yelled: "Someone down there!"

All the people on the deck looked down and saw a wet head lifted up, and then a tender white hand, waving and waving: "I am here!"

The light is too dim to see the outline, but the voice Hua Jun recognizes, he only thinks it is incredible: "You--"

Zhou Xufang raised his other hand, held a section of steel bar, raised his hand high, and stab hard, half of the steel bar was pierced into the hull, then pulled out, and then tied.

After repeated several times, the hull began to shake violently.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "The boat is leaking!"

There was a bounce when the words fell behind.

"boom!"

The shore Xiao team ordered: "The sniper is prepared, and if they resist, they will enforce the law on the spot."

Hua Jun grabbed the fake hostage, blocked her in front, and loudly ordered his men: "Kill me that woman in the water!"

Most of the boats were desperadoes. They were not afraid of death. They just wanted to put on a padded back. After the Chinese army ordered them, more than a dozen men aimed at the water at the same time.

The light is too dim to see the people in the water.

On the shore, Jiang Zhi's hand in his pocket just touched the handle and was held down.

"You can't touch this thing."

It's Qiao Nanchu.

Jiang Zhi didn't look back, staring at Hua Jun on the deck: "Zhou Xufang is still in the water."

Qiao Nanchu gave a hum, neither salty nor indifferent: "I'll come."

He squinted one eye, took a slow glance, and turned his gun.

"boom."

Hua Jun was shot in the knee and knelt on one leg.

Qiao Nanchu moved his neck and was not satisfied: "I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm a little handy."

Behind the police car next to him, Team Xiao was so excited that both chins were squeezed out: "Who beat him just now, it's **** good!"

Someone replied: "It's Team Joe!"

Damn it! This is the level of a top sniper! Team Xiao thought to himself, if this were his anti-narcotics team, it would be too Nice.

Qiao Nanchu brought down a few people. When he looked back, Jiang Zhi was far away. He shouted, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhi didn't look back: "Go fishing for Zhou Xufang."

This is desperate.

Qiao Nanchu caught up: "The bullet doesn't have eyes, you hide it first."

Jiang Zhi turned his head, calm and relaxed: "Well, bullets don't have eyes," he said, "Then I will hand you back." After that, he quickened his pace and walked towards the beach.

Does this guy trust him too much? Qiao Nanchu sighed, shit, lunatic!

What can I do? He grew up wearing a pair of pants, he can't protect?

There was wind at night, and the waves rushed one after another. The waves hit the shore. The sea was cold and the shoes were wet. Jiang Zhi didn't have so many pipes and stepped directly in the water.

He shouted: "Zhou Xufang."

After three beeps, the ripples moved away, and a head came out, then the eyes, and then the anxious little face: "Why are you running here? Hurry up and hide!"

Zhou Xufang's eyes were already red, the color of blood.

Jiang Zhi was not afraid. He stared at her and walked forward two steps. After the water had passed his calf, he leaned over and stretched out his hand: "I have to be with you."

If you don't want to die, he has to come to Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang shook his head and said no, urging him to hide.

The cruise ship not far away has sunk a little and a half. The deck is full of corpses. The Chinese army is lying on the bow, looking at the sea, after fixing the eyes, aiming at Jiang Zhi's back, moving the fingertips to the trigger, and buckling down——

Zhou Xufang pulled Jiang Zhi into the sea.

"boom!"

The Huajun fell to the ground.

Qiao Nanchu blew the muzzle: Can Jiang Zhi's back aim randomly? When he died?

The light of a street lamp in the distance hit the sea, sparkling, and the wind swept through, causing layers of waves to appear.

That year, the young son of the Jiang family fell into the water at the Luo's house, fell seriously ill, and fell into a coma for the whole night. Because of his weak bones, he could not move, so he stayed at the Luo's house and raised him.

The bed was covered with a black goose down quilt, and the boy was lying on his side, his pillow towel wet with sweat.

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

"..."

I didn't know who it was, but kept screaming tirelessly, his voice was rough and dumb.

The boy woke up from annoyance, opened his eyes, only saw his housekeeper on the bedside, he sat up, his body was weak: "Who just came here?"

After the high fever, the sound is like smoke, which is really unpleasant.

Jiang Chuan shook his head and replied, "I went to the kitchen to get the medicine, but I didn't pay attention." He brought the tray forward, "Master, you drink the medicine first."

The smell of medicine is pungent and bitter.

The young man took the medicine bowl, frowned and wanted to take it down, but just as his pale lips touched the bowl, the door was knocked open.

It was the bald-headed adopted son of the Luo family. He ran over recklessly, grabbed the boy's medicine bowl, and threw it on the ground, splashing the soup everywhere.

The housekeeper Jiang Chuan was about to get angry and was stopped by the boy. He asked the little bald head: "What's wrong?"

The little bald head can't speak. He usually gestures to him awkwardly, but this time he didn't make gestures anymore. He dragged him with his dirty hands, and didn't know where he was courageous, so he dragged him out.

Jiang Chuan hurried to follow: "Little Master."

The boy looked back, sent Jiang Chuan away with his eyes, and let the little bald head pull and pull him to the attic.

Huh!

The door was slammed, and the little bald head let go. Seeing that the young man's face was pale and panting badly, he was very anxious, so he hurriedly gave him his breath. When the young man stopped breathing, he stepped on his feet and said secretly: "You have to hide, they give you poison, they are all bad guys."

The adopted sons of the Luo family all said they were dumb and had never spoken.

The voice was rough and dumb, exactly the same as the boy heard in his sleep just now: "You can talk?"

The little bald did not answer, and went to the bedside to hug a pillow. The pillow was tattered. He reached into the pillow core, searched for a long time, found out a medicine, and held it in both hands to the boy: " You eat this, this is not poisonous."

The sound he made was strange, neither male nor female, coarse and sandy.

The boy looked at him intently.

"You eat it." He urged.

The boy was a little dazed, but still opened his mouth, let the dirty hand touch his lips, and threw a medicine in his mouth. Before the medicine was swallowed, he was pushed into the cabinet again.

The little bald head closed the door of the cabinet immediately, then put it on his back, and he said: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

"..."

Jiang Zhi opened his eyes abruptly and hit a pair of flushed eyes.

It was Zhou Xufang. She carefully wiped the sea water off his face with her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I am here."

After falling into the water that time, Jiang Zhi fell into a problem with fear of water.

He froze for a moment, and hugged her.