Die For Life

　　 The speed of the train heading to Yanjing gradually drops to the lowest speed as night falls, and will not increase until the sun rises tomorrow. This is because it is not pure steam power, and the solar flares on the top of the train is also one of the important energy sources.

　　 During the period of slowing down, the train feels less bumpy and it is suitable for eating. Although there are not many good fresh-keeping technologies in this era, this meal is after all the first meal after getting in the car, and you can still have a good meal.

"Wow...Which restaurant did you buy your meal?" Li Ying looked at Kui Nianwei's lunch box with her eyes glowing. Her meal was bought from Xingke Jinghu Restaurant and kept it in the two to prolong the preservation time. In the box, there are fish, shrimp, beef and chicken, but the fragrance is far inferior to that of Kui Nian's weak lunch box.

　　 "My father made it." Kui Nian smiled weakly and said, "Would you like to eat separately?"

　　 "I won't do it." Lin Xue took out a flatbread with burnt red edges and shook her head slightly: "I only prepared pancakes."

　　 Qian Yuya also shook her head: "My meals are prepared by myself, and I also..."

　　Kui Nianwei shook his head" "Don't be like this, I suddenly want to eat pie too. "

"Yes, yes, and I actually can't eat so much. Sister Xue, Xiao Yu, if you don't help me eat it, it will be wasted." Li Ying pointed to her two-story lunch box: "These foods are rotten overnight. Let's eat together."

　　 Li Ying was originally planning to share the meal with Qian Yuya, so when she called people to the Jinghu restaurant to buy it, she specifically asked to buy two servings, so her lunch box was very convincing.

　　 Qian Yuya glanced at Lin Xue, nodded and said, "Then I will rub your meal with a thick skin."

"You don't rub my rice, and I don't have the face to think of weak rice." Li Ying smiled, picking up a piece of Kui Nian weak lunch box chicken nuggets with chopsticks, her face suddenly showing the expression of taking medicine: " Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh-it tastes so delicious when it's cold, I want to miss your meal!"

　　 Kui Nianqiu shrugged and said depressed: "I wanted to take my friends home for dinner before, but my dad never cooks for outsiders."

　　 Lin Xue heard what they said, and no longer insisted on her own face, and took the wooden chopsticks Li Ying handed over to eat. Hearing Kui Nianwei's words, she said calmly: "Normally, if others know that the deputy director of the Statistics Department loves cooking in private, many people will have their jaw dropped in surprise."

　　 "Deputy Director of the Statistics Department?" Li Ying was startled: "No wonder it's a bit familiar... Your father is Kuizhao?"

　　 Kui Nian weak suddenly became nervous and stammered: "Yes...Yes, my father is Kuizhao."

　　 Kui Nianwei has transferred three times. She has attended all three junior high schools in Xingke County. There is only one reason for the transfer: she exposed her father's identity. When the students knew that Kui Nianwei's father was the deputy director of the Statistics Department, they either stayed away or stayed behind. In short, campus life could not go on without exception.

　　 She has a good impression of the three new friends she met on the train. Li Ying is warm and generous, Qian Yu is a quiet lady, Lin Xue is mature and gentle, and they are all partners who go to Yanjing to study. This made Kui Nianwei, who was terrified and fearful of Yan Jing, no less than grasping the straw. She was naturally very eager to become friends with them. However, as her fatherhood was exposed, she felt that this short-lived friendship would be necessary. ended.

She also knows the reputation of the Statistics Department in Xingke County. It is natural that these three aboriginals in Xingke County cannot be ignorant. Moreover, Kui Nian's weak father is the deputy director of the Statistics Department... She has done a good job of being despised and even insulted by them. Is ready.

　　 She doesn't blame them, Star Carver hates the Statistics Department for justified reasons; she also doesn't blame her father, she can feel his father's love for herself. She didn't complain about anything, because she was used to it.

　　 "Deputy Director of the Statistics Department..." Li Ying murmured: "Weakness, I want to ask you something."

　　 "What, what's the matter?"

　　 "How does your dad take care of his hair?"

　　 Kui was weak for a moment: "Huh?"

　　 Li Ying touched her chin and said, "Your father's braids are so long, and they look so smooth and beautiful. Is there any secret to hair care? How can you keep them so long?"

　　 Lin Xue said: "You see that weak hair is also very good, it should be hereditary."

　　 Qian Yuya touched her hair, shook her head and said nothing.

Realizing that they didn't seem to hate themselves for it, Kui Nian blinked weakly, and suddenly a mist of water appeared in his eyes. He sniffed and smiled: "I, I don't know, I have seen my father have such long braids since I was a child... …"

Lin Xue and Qian Yuya looked at each other. They two can more or less understand Kui Nian's weak thoughts, but Li Ying still asked curiously: "Then why does your father have such long braids? What is it? Customs? Or is it a little secret to make love with your mother?"

　　 "No, I don't know..."

　　 "Ah!" Li Ying suddenly clapped her hands: "Could it be your father's robbery--"

　　 "Li Ying!"

　　 Qian Yuya suddenly stopped Li Ying in a low voice, and Li Ying came back to her senses. She was embarrassed to stick out her tongue and apologize: "Blame me and blame me, when I didn't say anything."

Robbery is a very important secret for everyone. Listening to someone else’s robbery is almost like asking someone to hand over the bank card password. It is very rude and malicious. It is a very rude and malicious behavior. The number of cases is no longer a minority.

　　 But Kui Nian didn't care much about being weak, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Xiaoying, your thinking is normal. In fact, I have been asked privately from my childhood to the age if my father's robbery is related to braids."

　　 The three of them nodded, did not answer, and planned to end this topic. But Kui Nienwei glanced in the direction of Xingke County from the car window, and felt that they should not have a relationship with his father in a short time, and continued: "But I think...this is my opinion, my father The robbery should not be braids."

　　 "What?" Lin Xue was taken aback.

　　 "How do you say?" Kui Nian scratched his head weakly: "Because... it's too obvious?"

　　 "My dad hides the fact that he can cook. If his robbery is really braids, would he show it so obviously?"

　　 Li Ying looked puzzled: "Since it's not Jie, why does he still have such a long braid?"

"Because this will cause the enemy to misunderstand." Qian Yuya said calmly: "When the enemy thinks that the braid is Kuizhao's robbery and attacks Kuizhao according to this idea, he also steps into the psychological trap designed by Kuizhao. The enemy only Seeing the first floor, Kui actually shines on the second floor."

　　 "This is not Kuizhao's Jie, this is Kuizhao's Jie for the enemy."

　　……

　　……

　　嚓.

　　 Kuizhao swept across the top of Kuizhao's head and lifted his scalp. The braid, which was more than one meter long, spread out and fell heavily to the ground.

　　 Leyu's left hand is only one finger away from Kui Zhao's abdomen. His light burst has even torn Kui Zhao's clothes, but this finger distance has almost become a sky that can never be crossed.

　　 His left wrist and arm were both grasped by Kuizhao's hands. Kuizhao didn't defend his attack on the braid at all, but went all out to plan his offensive against the abdomen, and then took advantage of the situation!

The joy of being caught with his left hand flew up in the air and hit the ground like a linen bag. The strong impact made him cough up a mouthful of blood, but before he got up to fight back, Kuizhao continued to grab his left hand. Swipe it up and smash him like an adult stick!

"After Nianwei was born, I have been thinking about how to make others believe that she is not my robber, and how to keep the danger away from her." Kuizhao tortured Leyu while saying, "I used to have very long hair. Nianqiu's mother’s favorite is to tie me braids, so I came up with a way: to raise a particularly conspicuous braid for myself, then others will not pay attention to Nianqiu."

　　 "It turns out that the effect is really good, and there are even additional effects. People like you who think that braids are my master~www.novelmt.com~ I have killed more than ten."

　　 At this time, Kuizhao suddenly stopped and gave Leyu some breathing time.

　　 He said coldly: "Tell me where your companion is, I can make your death easier."

　　 Leyu coughed up a mouthful of blood with visceral fragments, and felt a few broken ribs. But compared to these, what shocked him more was Kuizhao's words: "You...recognize me!?"

Kuizhao suddenly talked about his daughter and asked Leyu’s companion, which obviously proved one thing-he recognized that Leyu was the assassin who assassinated Dong Heng, the director of the censorship department, and the assassin who hurt his daughter that night. !

　　 That's why he is convinced that Leyu knows his daughter, and that Leyu has a companion who is proficient in Tibetan sword warfare!

　　 That's why he didn't kill Leyu directly, but like this to smash him to torture him!

"wrong answer!"

　　Kuizhao fiercely smashed the music on the wall, directly smashing the wall!

　　 Leyu seemed to be able to hear the crisp sound of his spine, even with the ‘ice-blood physique’ to suppress the pain, but the heavy injury still made him lack the energy to conceive a counterattack!

　　 "Although I really want to catch you and the white-haired **** for three days and three nights, but time is not enough..." Kuizhao glanced at the dim slaughterhouse factory building: "You will accept the punishment for that bastard."

　　 "That **** was stabbed with a knife...that is, his hand."

What's the meaning?

　　 Before Leyu came back to his senses, he felt the nerves of the flesh and blood in his arm, which was being grasped, making a frightening cracking sound.

　　 "It's also really funny." Kuizhao's voice revealed a cruel smile:

　　 "If you use a leg, you have a broken leg."

　　 "If you use your hand, cut off your hand."

　　 The flesh is cracked and the bones are broken.