dark war

Chapter 5 5

The photo of Poker-Face's back has already started to be wanted on the Internet, and there are no other clues other than that photo.Huo Xiuxiu didn't dare to tell the police that the murderer had a back injury, and I don't think she was so stupid (the crime of gun possession), otherwise Poker bottle would not have been caught and she would have gone in first.

Poker bottle has been running a fever and drowsy all the time, and the painful expression on this guy's nightmare is very pitiful.I heard what he said in his dreams, Guixi... Dad...revenge... Anyway, it was very confusing. I speculated randomly, probably Guixi belonged to his family, and he was robbed and hurt or killed his father. He wanted revenge .Oh shit!This is really like a bloody eight o'clock TV series.When Poker-Face woke up, his head was sweating. I sat on the chair opposite the bed and held his gun in my hand. I followed his example and pointed the gun at him.I tried to calm down and said, "Tell me! What is Guixi? Who are you here to seek revenge?" He was taken aback when he heard me say that, and then smiled mockingly. That smile hurt my self-esteem very much. I said angrily, "Why are you laughing? Be serious! This is a formal conversation between the organization and you." He glanced at me disapprovingly, "Wu Xie, this is the first time you have a gun." Please note that he used The declarative sentence is not a question sentence, which means that he is very sure about it.I was a little embarrassed, "How do you know?" Poker bottle said, "Do you usually threaten others with a gun without bullets?"Poker bottle said that the weight of the gun can tell how many bullets are in it. The gun ran out of bullets yesterday, so it was useless for him to carry it in his arms.I rely on!I put down the gun decadently, and then asked in a pleading tone, "Did you seek revenge from my third uncle?" Poker-Face turned his head out of the window and said flatly, "Wu Xie, this is not what you should know, just Don't go in this muddy water."

Seeing his indifferent appearance, I felt that he deserved a beating. No matter how hard I tried, it was as if I was hitting cotton. That feeling was very bad.I said to myself, what do you like, I don't care about you anymore, it doesn't matter to me whether you let the enemy kill you or let the police catch you.Whenever I think about it that way, he can always make something happen to win my pity.Just like right now, Poker-Face coughed suddenly, he covered his mouth with his hands, I saw some scarlet liquid in the crevices of his fingers, damn it!This guy is coughing up blood?I suspected that he had other injuries, so I called one of my injured friends.He used to be a doctor, but now he works on his own. Pan Zi and the others will go to him if they have trauma and are inconvenient to go to the hospital.

"Fatty, come to my house quickly, someone is about to die." I put down the phone and went to wipe Poker's mouth, the man vomited blood and looked at Teshen in a panic.As soon as the fat man entered the door, he yelled, "Naive! What's wrong with you making my little lover's stomach big?" I didn't care about him, and pointed directly at Poker Bottle. Scary, the fat man was startled.

"Damn it! Naive, so you like handsome guys?" The fat man looked at Poker Finger's wound and smacked his lips, "Naive, how are you doing this as an SM? Seems to be making trouble for others." I immediately kicked him With a kick, "What the hell are you looking at? This is a gunshot wound, still SM? M your sister!" The fat man flexibly avoided my chasing feet, and said with a smile, "Let's liven up the atmosphere!"

Although the fat man looked unreliable, he was quite serious about his illness. I saw him listening to the heart and lungs of Poker Bottle with a stethoscope very seriously, and re-sewed the wound (my skills are not very good) , and said to me, "I'll go back to the clinic to get some medicine, he needs to be put on an IV." I sent the fat man to the door, and seeing that there was no one around, the fat man whispered to me, "Who is that? It's not a gangster, right? Did you see that tattoo?" I nodded, saying it was my friend, to reassure him, the fat man said, how innocent you are to have such a NB friend?I was too lazy to talk to him, so I asked him to get the medicine quickly, and I was worried that Poker Fase hurried back to the bedroom. I saw that Poker Face looked weak and was still on guard when someone pushed the door, so I said to him, "This is my home. Just relax, that person is my friend just now, you can definitely trust me." Poker-Face said flatly, "Be careful sailing for thousands of years, there is no such thing as trust in this world." I saw a sad look in his eyes , and it only took a moment to restore that indifference.