Live exercise: Why are all the police tied up?

Chapter 123 This is indeed hell!
"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

Wu Kun smiled awkwardly and waved his hands.

"Brother Long, you know that it was all a dream."

"I cried so loudly, you can see my eyes were bleeding."

Xie Baojun frowned when he heard this and looked him up and down.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

"Fuck!"

He really didn't notice the changes in Wu Kun's expression just now.

I have to say, Wu Kun's look is really creepy now.

Even though he simply wiped it with the corner of his clothes, the dried bloodstains became even more realistic.

Especially in this dim light, it looks like a ghost demanding death.

There was some fine dust in the surrounding air, and the lighting was affected, making the atmosphere of the underworld even stronger.

Xie Baojun's face fell and he couldn't help pinching himself.

hiss!it hurts.

His heart sank.

Could it be that what I just experienced was not a dream at all?
But reality!

I'm not really dead.

Xie Baojun looked down at his hands, it was so real.

how could be?

He couldn't help but ask.

"Kunzi, you are dead too?"

"Death?" Wu Kun asked with a strange look on his face. "Brother Long, what are you talking about?"

The people around also looked at him with confusion.

What happened, brother?
Brother Dao also came over and said with a smile.

"Isn't everything fine, everyone?"

Xie Baojun took a deep breath, closed his eyes and breathed in the air greedily.

Real, so real!
This world and everyone's reactions are too real.

It is so real that it seems like an illusion in a marquee.

Sure enough, he died.

The only thing that puzzled him was the surrounding environment.

Why after death, I still appear in the environment before death, even my subordinates are there.

Could it be... this is heaven?

Xie Baojun shook his head.

impossible.

If a bad person like me doesn't go to hell, it would be a shame for my identity.

No matter what, he should go to the eighteenth level of hell.

At this time, shouts were heard from a distance.

"Dragon dragon!"

"You're finally awake!"

The flat-headed man not far away had a shy look on his face, waved his hands, and strode towards him.

That classic beard and that short flat head.

It makes people think a lot.

Xie Baojun's face changed, and he took a few steps back in panic, feeling a chill in his heart.

This is indeed hell!
I'm mentally prepared to go through fire and water.

But he never expected that the person who came was this guy!
It's even more cruel than the eighteen levels of hell.

The corner of his mouth twitched and his scalp felt numb.

Damn it, if I had known hell would be like this, I should have done more good deeds in my daily life.

I am really dead!
Otherwise, how could this guy appear here.

In the corridor, the faces of the other people also changed and they took a few steps back.

When it comes to fighting for their lives, they may not have the slightest fear.

But this is more than just fatal.

Wu Kun felt a little tingling on his scalp.

When I thought about how Brother Long usually had to find ways to deal with this sissy, I couldn't help but admire him a little.

As expected of a big brother.

He couldn't help but ask Aniu who was beside him.

"Is this guy from Ducheng City?"

This look is so classic that Wu Kun can’t help but think of that unique city.

Ah Niu frowned and said seriously.

"Brother Ji, I noticed that you have some prejudice against the metropolitan area."

"We can't look at people through tinted glasses."

"You can't just jump to conclusions when you see someone like Zhang Shao."

Wu Kun raised his eyebrows, somewhat puzzled.

"Where is Mr. Zhang from?"

Ah Niu said seriously.

"It's all city."

Wu Kun: “…”

Isn't this fucking nonsense?

"Longlong!" The shy, flat-headed hunk stomped his feet in front of Xie Baojun, shaking the floor. "You just fainted, I was so worried!"

Xie Baojun pinched his philtrum and his eyes felt a little dark.

I don’t know whether you will live or not, but I am sure I will not survive.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell are worthy of their reputation.

This is really too much harm to the soul.

Otherwise, the people above can try to rescue him.

Hell is too scary, I, Xie Baojun, don't want to stay there anymore. The rustling sounds in my ears made Xie Baojun feel a bit noisy.

But his eyes suddenly brightened.

I'm fucking dead, why should I give this sissy face?

Just do it and it’s done!
Why be so depressed after death?
There was only a hint of disgust in his eyes without any scruples.

I've been annoyed with this sissy for a long time!
Just in time to beat him up in hell.

Xie Baojun started from frame 0 and made a big backhand move.

"Snapped!"

The sound of a slap echoed in the corridor.

He turned slightly sideways and said lightly.

"roll!"

"Who asked you to come here?"

The younger brothers who were originally watching the show in the corridor were all stunned.

No one expected it.

Xie Baojun didn't say a word and just started taking action.

That's Zhang Shao! The son of the largest shareholder of Qiangda Group.

And you even said get lost!
Mr. Zhang is a veteran of the group.

Even if the former chairman is still here, he has to give him some face.

Brother Long is crazy.

No face at all?

Wu Kun was a little dumbfounded. He never expected Brother Long to be so impulsive.

Everyone was a little nervous at this moment.

I originally thought that Young Master Zhang would question angrily.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shao just let out a soul-stirring "Ah!"

Then he covered his face with his hands, showing a resentful look, and then said shyly.

"Are you asking me to go away because you are worried about my safety?"

"So domineering, I like it so much."

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

no? ?
How can you tell that you're worried?

Brother and sister, this is a bit outrageous.

Xie Baojun originally felt that this slap was somewhat satisfying.

Upon hearing this, his face changed and he quickly shook his hands.

Damn, it’s so unlucky.

He looked hurried and shouted.

"Aniu! Aniu!"

"Quick! Get him away!"

"The sooner the better!"

Aniu walked out with a serious expression, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Mr. Zhang, let's go."

Zhang Shao looked straight at Brother Long, as if he had fallen in love with him.

He said softly.

"It's okay, Longlong, as long as you're okay."

"As expected, you are the one who cares most about my safety."

"They even sent someone to escort me."

"In that case, I'll wait for you at the company."

Everyone at the scene was petrified.

"what??"

No?

Where the hell do you see your concern?

It’s over, I’m still a love-brained person.

How did Brother Long manage to survive all these years?

From Xie Baojun's complicated expression, Wu Kun could tell that he first revealed a hint of anger, then disgust, and finally helplessness.

Wu Kun was somewhat impressed at this moment.

Compared to Brother Long’s matter, what does my inner demon mean?

"Brother Long!"

"What should we do now?"

Xie Baojun glanced at him.

arrangement?

Arrange shit.

I’m already dead, why bother with all this? Let me go downstairs and get some fresh air first.

Stairs? Who the hell still uses stairs?

He just walked straight towards the window.

But before Brother Long could go down, several hands grabbed him.

"Brother Long, it's not that bad!"

"Don't let this bother you!"

Wu Kun's expression changed, his eyes full of understanding.

If it were me, I probably wouldn’t be able to handle it either.

We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid that thieves will miss us!
If I were really targeted by someone like Zhang Shao, I would shudder at the thought of it.

At this time, Xie Baojun took a deep breath, looked at the shadow by the window and fell into deep thought.

Wait, Shadow?
Ghosts should have no shadows, right?
Xie Baojun suddenly raised his head and his expression changed.

Is this hell or the real world?

Could it be that I am not dead at all?

(End of this chapter)