Flamingo

Hoo Ha——!

“Effort! Struggle! ”

“Don’t be a little person!!”

Outside the window, the surging shouts full of male blood continue to sound, and the excitement in it is like a chaotian pepper, which is hot and can make people’s bodies breathe fire and want to join in.

But all this doesn’t matter to Song Zijun in the infirmary.

His life, full of a bright future, has just been completely shattered.

Even if there is a system?

Even if you become the strongest cop?

Can a woman who smashes a set of houses close her legs, and a man who smashes kneels to worship her eldest brother?

Obviously not.

“Ahhh… Is my life over? ”

Song Zijun, who was unable to kneel on the ground, stood up little by little with his hands supporting the wall, looked at the face in the mirror with a pair of eyes that had turned into dead fish eyes, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

But looking at the bitter melon face in the mirror, his heart suddenly became even more bitter.

“Why, why does this face still look so cute even if it is bitter!?”

“So why the police system! Even if it’s a system, why isn’t it a system like ‘the most powerful star’!! ”

“If you are destined to be a police officer, isn’t this face wasted!?”

“My yacht dream! My bikini beauty! And…”

“Senegal, Uganda, Libya, Eswatini, Egypt, Sudan, Ethiopia, Yemen, UAE, Qatar, Bahrain, Jordan, Irak, Saudi Arabia, Oman, Morocco, Somalia!”

Song Zijun, who spit out a series of national names in his mouth, hammered the wall without tears.

His dream was completely over.

For a long time, until the roar outside changed from a fierce beast to a kitten barking, Song Zijun slowly lifted up from his broken heart.

“In any case, you still have to think about how to become a full police officer.”

After sitting on the bed and taking off the police hat with complicated eyes, Song Zijun began to carefully recall the time when the trainee arrived at the police officer, and this time, his face turned blue.

From cadet to regular police officer, that is, the minimum police officer in the police, uniformed police, at least nine months to one year of training in the school, and he is now, just three months into the school….

“Isn’t this asking for Lao Tzu’s life!”

Song Zijun, who went from heaven to the world and from the world to hell, did not collapse at this time, and also relied on the lack of heart and lungs in his original character to support.

After gritting his teeth and glancing at the police hat, his mind looked at a panel that was constantly counting down, reminding him that everything was not an illusion, and Song Zijun tried hard to find out where his life was.

The memories in his mind kept tumbling, and he was little by little, like the most sophisticated, and the miser who did not pull out the dime carefully calculated and flipped through until the memory came here….

“Ah Jun, I am most optimistic about you in this group.”

“When you get to the police academy, pay attention to everything and work hard, I can wait to call you Asir!”

A Humpty Dumpty man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then led “him” out of the dimly lit room.

Outside the house, on the green brick floor, four other young men with immature faces looked at each other.

“Song Zijun” quickly stood at the end.

Yellowed Buddha statues, thick and ancient three-legged large dings, thick incense candles burning wisps of green smoke.

At this time, “he” and four other people were raising the wine glass on the desk, which was filled with water.

Humpty Dumpty looked at the five people with a majestic momentum that was completely different from his figure, and raised his glass to remember the past and the present:

“Five years ago, Tuen Mun Daxing Village, the parking stall in front of the palace restaurant opened greatly, my brothers and I were ambitious, who knew that it had been opened for less than half a month, and we were swept up an average of 1.3 times a day, and 6 brothers died within a year, Buddha blessed!”

“The fortune teller says that I am a skeleton of a general! But I don’t believe it, I think that it is up to me to decide whether I live or die! You have the shortest time with me and the cleanest foundation! It’s up to you to choose how to go! I wish you all…”

“No, I wish you all Asir to rise step by step in the police station!”

“Cheers! Gentlemen! ”

Cha!

The wine glass fell to the ground, and the picture shattered.

“Shhhh

“Han Chen!!”

Song Zijun, who woke up from his memories, took a breath of cold air with toothache.

Lao Tzu turned out to be undercover? Or undercover from gangsters to police academies?

Song Zijun hurt.

“Infernal Affairs, it turned out to be Infernal Affairs, or the most bitter undercover agent!”

“Holy!”

Song Zijun was depressed.

The day was too stimulating.

Bikini beauty, sunny beach, wave in the wave, smiling rich life…

Pitch black and gloomy, precarious, will die at any time, super test acting skills undercover career….

Oh, and this is a police undercover to a gangster.

He was luckier to be undercover to the police gangster….

Lucky ghost! He doesn’t want to sing tears behind bars!

But he finally knew why he had a good relationship with Yuan Haoyun, a peer who deliberately curried favor, another peer who did not try his best to do anything, it was easy to treat this person as a good friend.

And the reason why the predecessor curries favor with Yuan Haoyun is also relatively dark.

Hot-blooded idiots who easily trust people are the most suitable shields and scapegoats.

Carefully recalling the various ideas of using Yuan Haoyun by the predecessor, Song Zijun’s body suddenly snorted.

“Underestimate you, predecessor.”

“This cute face is cut open, is it really black inside?”

Even Song Zijun, who has no heart and lungs and low morality, is a little chilled by the dark mind of his predecessor, although he is more than ten years older than his predecessor.

You can’t expect that in the past life, the most immoral things to do even if the guy who hooked his wife and daughter were dark and ruthless.

As for the aforementioned attitude, the predecessor has a problematic attitude, in addition to thinking that the predecessor does not need to be very good, but also because the line is higher than people, everyone must be different, he just needs to stand in the majority of people.

This is the self-preservation psychology of the predecessor, which also makes Song Zijun feel that the predecessor is still a little bit of this “age”

Although normal teenagers often like to express themselves.

“According to this kind of thinking, why didn’t the predecessor come out?”

After Song Zijun expressed his “appreciation” for the predecessor who did not look like a teenager at all – he would not say that he was afraid, and with the memory of the Infernal Affairs trilogy, he suddenly cared about another problem.

Carefully recalled Infernal Affairs, and confirmed that only Liu Jianming, Lin Guoping, and Chen Jun had names, but the other two were completely silent.

And according to the age of the predecessor at this time, there is this kind of heart black city mansion, it is really difficult not to come out——

And judging from the results now, it is clear that these two people are not doing well.

After all, if the two did not have an accident, according to Han Chen’s personality, it was impossible not to use it, and Liu Jianming, who wanted to be a good person to the crazy demon in the later stage, could not not dig up these two “contemporaries”.

And neither of them moved, plus the previous Belly Black City Mansion, there may only be one kind…

The other one is not clear, maybe it was arrested, but the predecessor, quite possibly … Died in the future.

Song Zijun’s heart suddenly shivered.

“Is it also dangerous to go undercover to the police station?”

“There is danger in the police station, what is the danger? If the predecessor died in this “danger”, then is it necessary for me to maintain the behavior of the predecessor? ”

Song Zijun, who was trying to think about the “Infernal Affairs” trilogy and trying to find out the cause of death of his predecessor, unconsciously broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat on his brain.

He doesn’t want to die.

Muggle! On the first day of crossing, you face two deadlocks!

What a beast start!

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