The Empress’s Gigolo

On earth, every city is brightly lit at night, but there are often some evil things happening where the lights don't shine.

For example, at this time, the border of Country R is close to a city in a country rich in beauty, and two bald young men point a gun at a young man with yellow skin and dark hair with a swollen face, full of jokes.

"Khitan, I hate you, you should roll back to where you should stay." A bald young man cursed with drunkenness.

The face of the dark-haired young man was full of fear at this moment. He knew who he had encountered, the young people known as the bald party, those attached to the radical party, and had a strong hostility to all outsiders.

Not only the yellow-skinned Chinese or Vietnamese, but also the "black hair" from the Caucasus, as well as Africans and South Americans.

If they encounter them, they will be beaten, with some serious deaths.

Someone was stabbed to death at the gate of the university two years ago.

He now only hoped that these two people could let themselves go.

At this moment, his heart was full of fear and remorse, and he should not have come out alone at night, but he was fainted, and was delayed in order to spend more time with that school girl.

"I have an interesting game, let's play it." Another bald young man came with a vicious smile, his finger was knocked on the revolver, and the magazine suddenly popped out. He slowly stuffed three on it. Bullets, with a gap between every two bullets.

He slid on the magazine with the other hand, and the magazine turned immediately, then he threw the magazine back into place.

"Play a game, as long as you don't die, we'll let you go." The bald young man pointed at the dark-haired young man with a malicious look and a joke about his face.

The dark-haired young man almost collapsed to the ground, his face was full of fear, three bullets and three vacancies, which meant that half of himself might die, and the other half might not be a good result.

The other two looked at the fear of his paralysis on the ground and burst into laughter.

"This game is very interesting, and I want to play it too."

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly heard from the mouth of Hutong.

Speaking crappy Russian, word by word popped out.

"Somebody, get out!" The bald young man with the gun turned and pointed the gun directly, but as soon as he turned, his eyes saw a figure rushing into his arms at a rapid speed and hit him with a heavy blow on his belly. A pinch of one hand on his wrist brought the gun to the other.

Before he could do anything else, the man punched him at the base of his ears again, leaving him half-moved, and staring at Venus.

And his companion was even worse than him. He was stepped directly on the ground by a woman in red from the sky. He could even hear the sound of his bones cracking.

"Go away, our islanders hate your pigs!" Ren Baqian pointed a gun at the dark-haired man who looked like a foreign student from China, and said that the crappy Russian .

The dark-haired young man was stunned at first, and then ran away quickly without even daring to look back.

He ran out so far that he still had a strange look. Is that person really an islander? Why did he save himself? But the man was carrying light at the time, and he didn't even see the person's appearance, nor did he know who he was.

Ren Baqi stepped the head of the bald young man on the ground, then lowered his head and took out a bullet from his pocket, and installed two more, and learned how to slide it to reset the magazine.

"This game, I like it, I will let you go before I die." Ren Baqian smiled.

He has seen many of these bald youths in Country R these days.

Da Yao ’s time has passed a month, during which he returned six times, and he stayed in country R for almost a month. I do n’t know if he was unlucky or others were unlucky. Maybe he always appears at night or the empress is too attractive A total of seven such radical youths exuding violent breath were encountered in the month.

Most of them are between 15 and 20 years old. They are naive and immature. They are dazzled by some slogans and their brains are almost all violent.

In Ren Qianqian's heart, they are just some children.

So don't let them go.

Without waiting for the youth to speak, Ren Baqian directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The gunshot was loud.

"Sorry, you're out of luck." Ren Baqian said apologetically to Shaqi Majia tomato sauce at his feet.

The young man struggling at the feet of the empress, at this time his Jiu Jiner had been scared awake, desperately trying to get rid of the person behind him, but that person said that he was nailed to the ground like a nail. .

"Sorry, forgive me, forgive me!" The bald young man desperately cried.

"It's just a game. How can the response be so big?" Ren Baqian wondered.

Then he gave me a gentle consolation: "Oh, obedient, I speak very well, and I will let you pass regardless of death."

He said that he pointed his gun at the opponent's head, and the Emperor's face suddenly appeared a few meters away with a disgust.

"boom"

"Sorry, both of you are out of luck. It looks like this game isn't very fun." Ren Baqian apologized to Shaqima who had the tomato sauce in the two stalls, and then shoved the gun into her waist.

Pedestrians on the street attracted by the gunfire only saw the empty alleys and two stalls of Shaqima, and suddenly screamed in horror.

After a moment, three young men and women with dark hair and yellow skin rushed into the alley and looked at the scene carefully.

"Did they do it?" One of the women asked quickly.

"This man's shoulder blade is broken. It looks like he was stepped on. There is still some dirt here, and the outline is footprints. Eight or nine are inseparable."

"Damn, they ran away again," the woman cursed indignantly.

It's been three months. For the whole three months, the other party has never converged. It will cause all sorts of things, most of which are murders.

They tracked for three months, each time being almost the same, never seeing the back.

Each of them is proficient in one or more of computer, tracking, fighting, firearms, infiltration, information analysis, and car and airplane driving. Each of them is an elite among the elites, and the tail of each other cannot be touched. Turned around by each other.

It was not only the three of them at this time, but another team of three was also looking for the trace of those two people. This clearly means that they are doing bad things and make them think it is a shame.

Now they almost have forgotten their original intention of finding each other.

My head is full of grabbing them and washing out the shame.

If the goal is to abscond honestly, they may not be so angry yet, but the other party never hides their whereabouts, shakes up, and is unbridled, but they just can't even touch the other's tail, which makes them convinced.

...

Above a tall building not far away, Ren Baqian watched the three people coming out of the hutong with a telescope, and said with interest: "They seem to be chasing for a long time and haven't given up."

Then there was some resentment: "There are so many domestic cases waiting for them to handle in a day. I have already run so far. Is it so bad to pursue?"

"It seems that I haven't sent a circle of friends for a long time?" Ren Baqian thought for a while, anyway, the other party has been behind him anyway, and if they don't send them, they know where they are.

Thinking of this, Ren Baqian turned on the cell phone that had not been used for a long time, and then pointed at himself and the building behind him, showing a bright smile.

"Zixiao, laugh one." Ren Baqian did not forget to shout back.

The empress just gave him a wink.

...

Renjia, father and mother have been worrying these days. I don't know what happened to my son, for fear that he might be doing something outside.

At this time, the father ’s phone suddenly rang. The father picked up the phone and found out that Ren Wannian, who had just gone to college, called.

"Oh!" Sighed Ren Fu, he was always waiting for the phone call from his eldest son.

"Dad, look at WeChat, brother sent a circle of friends." As soon as any father answered the phone, he heard the excitement of his younger son.

"What?" My father was startled, and quickly opened WeChat to check the circle of friends, and then saw the picture that the person he most wanted to see just posted.

At night, the background is a building full of exotic styles.

Ren Baqian faced the camera with a bright smile, and he also marked a very earthy scissors hand.

Not far behind him was a red woman's side face, her hair fluttering in the wind.

There is also a short paragraph below: "The scenery is good, but the temperature is a bit low and it's getting colder. In addition, recently, don't forget to collect your clothes when it rains!"

The father and mother stared at Ren Baqian's circle of friends.

...

The Chen family, Chen Qing and Jiang Nan looked dull when they looked at the circle of friends. This person is invincible. How dare they run around like this?

How much do you want to die?

...

In a car on the street ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ two men, one woman and three people with somber faces.

As the phone rang, a slightly older man glanced down at the phone, a familiar number on it.

I only reported the situation in the morning. What did I call at this time?

When he answered the phone with a somber look and listened to the contents, his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

A few moments later, he received two pictures on his mobile phone, with Ren Baqian's bright smile and the words on it.

Three people looked at the picture on the phone, and their faces were all black like the bottom of the pot.

"I'm going to catch him, I'm going to put him in jail, I will never let him go!" The originally pretty woman shouted frantically.