I have nothing to fear after schizophrenia

Wu Bing and Wang Dali cursed at the same time, jumped up and ran away, a series of "beep beep beep" paintballs shot at Wu Bing's feet, chasing him all the way until he rushed into the protective wall.

Wu Bing scolded secretly, that kid Li Xi is too aggressive.

Just taking a breath here, a palm rested on his shoulder, Wu Bing turned around and threw the gun, surprised, "Mr. Smith?"

Smith's body was in a cat's half, his face was cold and hard, he looked around cautiously, and gestured to Wu Bing, signaling Wu Bing to stop talking and follow.

Wu Bing immediately followed, and the two stopped and stopped between the half-person-high zigzag alleyways, and finally entered a small fortress.

After entering the fortress to confirm safety, Smith King threw a playful smile, walked to the small hole on the wall and looked out, and he didn't know whether he was talking to Wu Bing or talking to himself, "After so many years, washing The sniping is still so good."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head and asked Wu Bing, "Should you often come to play this together?"

Wu Bing was stunned for a moment, and realized that the Yankee must have misunderstood, "You misunderstood Mr. Smithkin. I am not familiar with Li Xi, but we have met a few times, and there is no such thing as playing together."

"Oh~ so——" Smith King nodded, "I saw him nodding to you when you first came in, and I saw you at the fair a few days ago, I thought you were very familiar."

After Smithkin finished speaking, his light blue eyeballs slowly turned, staring at Wu Bing's eyes, "It seems that washing unilaterally is interesting to you."

ha?Wu Bing choked on such an incomprehensible and stupid remark, which eyeball of his saw that Li Xi was interested in him?His interesting should not be that interesting, right?A foreigner is a foreigner after all, and he cannot understand the profoundness of our Chinese characters.

Wu Bing laughed teasingly, and grinned along the topic, "It's possible that he was chasing me with paintballs just now, so he probably is particularly interested in harvesting my head."

"Well, of course." Smithkin looked back and continued to observe the outside with satisfaction, "After all, we made a bet, and he definitely doesn't want to lose."

Wu Bing fumbled over the word "bet" in the Yankee's slang, but he didn't pay much attention to it, he just took it as a joke among friends, and raised his foot to approach a hole in the wall.

As soon as he went out, Wu Bing aimed at someone.Manager Liang was holding a gun, sneaking back and forth between the sandbags and the protective wall piled up with car tires, looking here and there in surprise from time to time, and there was silence all around.

Wu Bing glanced at Smith King beside him from the corner of his eye, and saw his trigger finger move slightly, Wu Bing then aimed the scope at his immediate boss.

Just as Smith King was about to pull the trigger, Wu Bing saw him raise his eyebrows unexpectedly, a triumphant smile appeared on his deep western facial features, and after releasing the trigger, he moved the firing direction of the gun.

Wu Bing was puzzled for a moment, and turned his peripheral vision to focus on the outside of the fortress.Just behind the half-person-high bunker wall obliquely behind Manager Liang, a neat figure moves quickly in it. Because he is bent over, he can only see a little shadow of the back of the camouflage uniform. If you don't observe carefully, Not easy to spot at all.

Li Xi?

Wu Bing is happy, is this kid going to be dealt with by Smith King?Look at this small body, the cat waist runs neatly, ha ha.

The thief was captured first, and Wu Bing pointed his gun in Li Xi's direction without saying a word.

Just when the opponent was trying to make a half-circle, Smith King and Wu Bing "beep beep beep—" a series of violent shots were dunked.

"Hey? Hey~ hey——"

While Manager Liang, who was outside the shooting range, was jumping and shouting in panic, Wu Bing also gave him two paintballs, bingo, and Li Xifang was wiped out.

"Humph~"

Suddenly, Wu Bing heard a chuckle humming from behind his nose, and in the next second, he was sieved by a 'beep beep' behind him.

"Xi, when did you come around?"

Wu Bing followed Smithkin unhappily, squinting at him with his head tilted to one side and Li Xi, who was walking aside with a smile, casually questioning and answering questions while holding a sniper gun.

Li Xi turned his head, and looked at Wu Bing with his bright black eyes, and his pupils were slightly turbulent.Smith King also turned his head and looked Wu Bing up and down.Wu Bingzheng was patting the dust on the body armor, and when he looked up, he was appalled by the two.

These two old hunters.

Li Xi slightly bent his lips, and deepened his smile, which was inexplicably sinister, "I found out when you brought Wu Bing to the fortress in the alleyway."

Smith King also turned his head and continued to walk out, showing admiration, "So you deliberately let that staff member move quickly behind the bunker wall in order to attract our attention and mislead us into thinking that person is you?"

"En." Li Xi responded lightly.

Smith King raised one arm boldly, put it on Li Xi's shoulder, and hooked it closer, full of teasing, "Do you really want to lose to me that much?"

Li Xi didn't respond, just glanced at him, still smiling, noncommittal.

Wu Bing could be regarded as having re-discovered another side of Li Xi, the sharp and unambiguous sniper just now.I used to think that this person was like a stuffed butterfly in the window, exuding a estranged and lifeless beauty, but now I have to add another aspect, even if it is a stuffed butterfly, we have to distinguish it, this damn is Kashenfu ghost beauty , or the general white butterfly.

When the three of them walked out of the fortress, Manager Liang immediately greeted them. Wang Dali, the fat man, and the short-haired woman also appeared out of nowhere, and they gathered around Smith King again, step by step.

Smith King talked earnestly with the crowd who gathered around them, with their own ulterior motives.

Not long after, Wang Dali deliberately hung himself behind the crowd, walked side by side with Wu Bing, kept staring at Li Xi, who was also hanging on the side two steps away, and leaned over Wu Bing, muttering, "Hey Xiao Wu, I looked at this young man, why did he seem to have known each other? He just killed me."

Wu Bing glanced at Li Xiyou's tall and straight back, and said to himself, how can you not feel familiar, this kid once broke the play between you and Liu Yuming in the toilet, and when he pretended to be drunk, maybe the street lights were dim, you are not big See the face clearly.

But Wu Bing was too lazy to help Wang Dali wake up his memory. He brought up this matter again, but he muttered alone. Later, he changed the subject himself, lowered his voice even more, and said mysteriously, "This Smith King never mentioned the research of Wanshi Group. However, this attitude shows full affinity, never rejecting anyone, as hard to chew as a stone in a latrine. This Yankee has played the tactics of our ancestors in a decent way."

"You don't want to play nicely, why don't you try with a person in charge of the Asia-Pacific region?" Can someone climb so high without two brushes? There is a huge gap between mediots like us, Wu Bing laughed sincerely. sentence.

"Xi, how about we go to the hot spring at night? How about you?" Smith King suddenly suggested that although Li Xi was the first to ask, his eyes lingered on Manager Liang, Wu Bing and others.

Manager Liang was overjoyed, "Smith, it's rare for you to come to China. Of course, I am obliged to accompany you. Speaking of soaking in hot springs, it is very good for your health, and you are very particular about it."

When the other people heard this, of course they couldn't be content with others, they all echoed and enthusiastically expressed that it's good to go to the hot springs, let's go clubbing together at night.