Urban: I have a new identity every week

"Then go to sleep, there's so much nonsense here." Su Xun said bluntly.

Yang Qian'er curled her lips and said suddenly: "Have you ever kissed?"

"You didn't take it?" Su Xun asked back.

Yang Qian'er nodded: "Song Shichang is very kind to me and dotes on me, but I don't know why, he never touches me, why do you think?"

Men know men best, and she tried to get the answer from Su Xun.

"He's sick." Su Xun felt that apart from being sick, there was really no way to explain Song Shichang's behavior.

Either the body is sick, or the mind is sick.

Raising a watery girlfriend, who treats her very well, but doesn't like her, isn't this a disease?

Yang Qian'er sighed: "I want to talk to him, but he always says he's busy with work and can't leave."

"Aren't you afraid that you will be seduced by living apart in two places for a long time?" Su Xun looked at her with a half-smile.

Yang Qian'er smiled: "Maybe he doesn't care at all. I think he just needs a girlfriend. This person may or may not be me."

"Good night." Su Xun got up and left.

Yang Qian'er sat where he was just now, looking up at the night sky, wondering what she was thinking.

...............

The next day, Su Xun received news that the body of a killer who died in the mall yesterday was taken away.

The person who took the body killed several bodyguards of the body placement center and asked Su Xun to go and have a look.

Su Xun, Xu Zhengyang, and Fei Bo rushed to the body placement center. For safety, Yang Qian'er also brought them with them.

"Their wounds are very strange. It's a small triangle, but it can make people bleed to death in a short time." The forensic doctor said with a frown.

Su Xun said: "It's not surprising, they were killed by a bayonet equipped by the inland special forces."

Xu Zhengyang glanced at Su Xun in surprise, he didn't expect him to know even the triangular thorn.

"This man is dangerous," said the forensic doctor.

A person from the Technical Appraisal Section handed Su Xun a photo: "This was captured by surveillance."

"That Zhao Guomin must have found it, go find him." Fei Bo said angrily.

In order to delay the trial time, Zhao Guomin pretended to be sick and was admitted to the hospital.

"Sirs, what are you looking for from me!"

On the hospital bed, Zhao Guomin was smoking a cigar, looking at the three of them with a careless smile.

"Do you know this person?"

Fei Bo took out Wang Jianguo's photo.

Zhao Guomin shrugged: "Sir, rich people like us are very busy. We have to meet a lot of people every day. How can I remember? Unlike poor people like you, whose social circle is so small, of course I can remember clearly."

Fei Bo pointed at him and shouted: "Zhao Guomin, you won't be arrogant for long, don't be so pushy!"

"Why, sir, is dragging illegal?" Zhao Guomin sneered and spread his hands, and said arrogantly, "What's wrong with me? Is there any law that prohibits dragging?"

"Snapped!"

Su Xun raised his hand and slapped him across the face, blowing all the cigars out of his mouth.

"Dragging doesn't break the law, but it can make others break the law. You can complain to me, then you have to think about the consequences."

After Su Xun finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Mother Gan Lin! Kill him! Let Wang Jianjun kill him!" Feeling the burning pain on his face, Zhao Guomin roared hysterically on the hospital bed.

When did he suffer such shame and humiliation?

"Boss, that's Su Xun."

Beside, the bodyguard reminded me tactfully.

"So what! Let Wang Jianjun kill him! I'll add another million!" Zhao Guomin gritted his teeth.

Not to mention Su Xun, even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, he would stab each other twice.

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Two days later, Yang Qian'er's villa.

Xu Zhengyang received a fax.

"We come from the same place, you know me, but I know you better."

Signed Wang Jianjun.

Xu Zhengyang called people from the mainland to check, and soon a fax came from the mainland.

Wang Jianjun, male, 27 years old, veteran, served in the 33th Brigade of the 17rd Army, Wang Jianguo is his younger brother.

Xu Zhengyang handed the fax to Su Xun.

"Don't tell Ms. Yang about this for now, today is her birthday, let her have a happy time."

Su Xun tore up the fax.

In the evening, Yang Qianer wore a gorgeous black dress to celebrate her birthday with everyone.

There is a big cake on the table.

"Miss Yang, please make a wish."

Su Xun looked at Yang Qian'er and said.

"Ah."

Yang Qian'er glanced at him, closed her eyes and made a wish, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a nice arc.

"Boom!"

At this moment, with a loud noise, the door of the villa was kicked open, and Wang Jianjun in a black windbreaker walked in slowly.

"Eating cake, is this an early celebration of your death tonight?"

Wang Jianjun said with a chuckle.

"what!"

Yang Qian'er hid behind Su Xun.

"Is that why you came here to seek death?"

Su Xun looked at Wang Jianjun and said.

"You are not qualified to speak." Wang Jianjun looked at Xu Zhengyang: "He is my opponent."

Su Xun laughed angrily, good guy, this is the first time he has been reduced to a supporting role.

"In that case, then I'll make room for the protagonist." Su Xunhu pushed Yang Qian'er aside.

Xu Zhengyang put on a posture.

Wang Jianjun said coldly: "You are the best bodyguard, so you can only defend, but I am the best soldier, I know how to attack, you can't beat me."

After the words fell, he rushed towards Xu Zhengyang.

Xu Zhengyang fought without fear.

"Bang!"

Wang Jianjun supported the table with one hand, his body flew up, and a side kick swept out.

Xu Zhengyang was forced back by this kick.

"I told you, you can't beat me."

Wang Jianjun patted the dust on his trouser legs, with a proud smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 1292 Song Shichang's Secret

Without saying a word, Xu Zhengyang rushed over again, soared into the air, and pressed down on Wang Jianjun's face with his knees.

"boom!"

Wang Jianjun raised his hand to block it, resisted it, and then sent his hands upwards forcefully, pushing Xu Zhengyang away, and then kicked him out.

"Bang!"

Xu Zhengyang was kicked on the lower abdomen by this kick, and his body flew upside down as if hit by a car.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xu Zhengyang stood up clutching his lower abdomen, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe it off.

"You can not."

Wang Jianjun stretched out a finger and shook it.

There was undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"Okay, it doesn't matter what you say."

After Xu Zhengyang finished speaking, he kicked a chair and flew over, and at the same time he also rushed over.

The two fought back and forth in the living room, and all kinds of furniture were constantly damaged and destroyed.

"what!"

Xu Zhengyang screamed, and was kicked away by Wang Jianjun again, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Wang Jianjun was also injured, wiped his nosebleed, and waved to Xu Zhengyang: "Come on, keep going."

In the movie, Xu Zhengyang finally killed Wang Jianjun after taking risks, which can be described as a bitter battle.

"Let me come."

Just as Xu Zhengyang was about to continue, Su Xun stopped him. If the fight continued like this, even if Xu Zhengyang won in the end, it would be a miserable victory.

"You? Hong Kong police, you're just trash."

Wang Jianjun said dismissively.

In this room, apart from Xu Zhengyang, there was no one in his eyes.

"I shot your brother to death, now I will punch you to death to accompany him." Su Xun smiled slightly.

These words instantly ignited Wang Jianjun's anger.

"Looking for death! I want you to pay for my brother's life!"

With a roar, Wang Jianjun rushed towards Su Xun like a cheetah and punched him out.

"boom!"

Su Xun stood still and raised his hand to punch.

This punch hit Wang Jianjun's fist.

"what!"

With a scream, Wang Jianjun stepped back quickly, rubbing his bloody fists, and looked at Su Xun with a serious expression.

I didn't expect him to miss it.

"Come again." Su Xun hooked his fingers.

"what!"

Wang Jianjun's murderous intent became more intense, he let out a loud roar, shot out like an arrow from the string, touched the ground with his toes, and jumped up, this kick went straight to Su Xun's temple.

Su Xun raised one hand, pinched Wang Jianjun's ankle, and then punched the sole of his shoe.

"Bang!

Wang Jianjun's calf bone was broken, his calf was deformed, and the broken bone protruded from his knee, dripping with blood.

"what!"