Chapter 32 Chapter 31

Taipei is a city flooded with convenience stores everywhere. Before returning to the hotel, I bought a hand of gold medal beer at the convenience store on the main street and went upstairs. In fact, when I saw the gold medal beer through the glass of the cold drink cabinet, especially the glass bottled gold medal beer, the unique refreshing taste of the beer was born on my tongue. I guess "me in the previous life" must have been to Taipei. , I have drank many bottles of this brand of beer, so that "me in this life" must continue to lead. Back in my room, what awaited me was Cicada Castle under the crack of the door.

I took a deep breath, couldn't help laughing, and put it in front of the TV with a celebratory mentality of saving the best part for the last bite.This kind of depression is the willpower that I barely exercised after repeated practice several times.Then go take a shower. Although I was not mentally ill, I was surprised to see the results of the psychiatrist, so I took a shower while drinking to celebrate.When I was drinking the third bottle of beer, I was suddenly punched hard. It must be because the sound of the water was so loud that I didn't hear the sound of the door being opened hahaha. Fortunately, I was in a good mood with a glass wine bottle in my hand. I didn't even expect it to come in handy, so that one was beating My man suffered a little too.

It is a pity that I am not a killer who is good at physical combat after all, my skills can at most be used to torture passers-by and some unprepared bosses, facing my peers-yes, I smell a strong expert atmosphere, I can only let myself be slaughtered portion.A few ribs must have been broken, my jaw was probably about to crack, and I was handcuffed behind my hands and thrown on the bed, wet and naked. "It's really good, I really didn't expect this. Drinking while taking a bath? Ha." The young colleague smiled, easily tore off the towel, and tightly bound his upper right arm.Yes, I just scratched his hand with a broken glass wine bottle. This unexpected struggle should have earned this colleague a little respect.

"Next? Could it be sodomy?" I pretended to be relaxed. "I'm sorry I don't have that hobby." He smiled and waved his arm lightly to confirm the injury. "I won't ask who wants to kill me." I twisted my body and changed my posture to make myself a little more comfortable, but the broken ribs made me even have a dull pain in breathing: "But who are you? At least the name can tell me Bar." "It's better to say goodbye, just meet by chance." Ignoring my embarrassment, that was his masterpiece. This outstanding young colleague soon found the kraft paper bag that only belonged to me in front of the TV, and he knew what was inside without opening it.He smiled and tossed it into a thin backpack on the ground.That was his extra prize, like my bloody scalp.

What happened next wasn't a surprise to me, it was a bit of a gimmick. The young colleague took out a very inconspicuous mobile phone, connected it to the TV with an adapter cable, and said at the same time: "This is the advantage of being a colleague. You have done what I am going to do next, so you resolutely give up struggling." Bar." "agree." "No accident. Before you die, the employer wants to ask you a few questions. If you answer them well, you will have a chance to die easier." He paused, then smiled: "I won't lie to you that you have a chance to live." gone."

"Why are there so many people with this problem? It's retribution, retribution." I found it very funny. The hotel's 50-inch TV simultaneously appeared on the screen on the mobile phone, but I didn't see anyone on the screen.However, I recognized that the pictures on the TV must be in a certain room of this hotel, no matter the decoration style and details of the furnishings are exactly the same, maybe they are still on the same floor. In other words, the employer's hatred for me is not ordinary. "The first question, guess who bought your head?" The colleague picked up a bottle of gold medal beer I bought, twisted off the cap with his fingers and drank it: "If you guess correctly, the employer will personally buy your head." Ask your question, that way you can see the employer at the same time."

"Eleanor?" I laughed out loud. Could it be that Eleanor also thought I had a relationship with her? The colleague kicked me in the face randomly, and my nose was immediately broken. I don't hate him, I know the kick is part of the contract. "Hahahahahahahaha..." I burst into tears from the pain, but still laughed loudly: "It's not Elena?" "Keep guessing, work harder." The colleague looked apologetic, but what I was more concerned about was that he drank my wine. "For the sake of my colleagues, you also open a bottle of beer for me to drink, let me finish drinking before going on the road."

"It can't be done." The colleague shrugged and drank the bottle of beer in his hand in an instant. If you want to kill me, I don't care. But he drank my wine and refused to let me drink it, so I decided to kill him after a while. "Guess, go ahead." He threw away the bottle. "I can not guess it." Then another kick came over, and my face felt a sharp pain that exploded in an instant. Yeah, who would want to kill me?Everyone I kill has a reason for killing me, but they all did go to hell or fly to heaven, and to hell I never miss. While spraying the thick, salty nosebleed that almost made me unable to breathe out of my nostrils, I casually thought about who I had offended in my short life.Soon there was a flood of new answers.

"Devil? She has been upset with me for a long time." I sneered: "She probably thinks it is ironic to kill me in the same way I usually kill others, that stinky bitch." "No!" The colleague unscrewed another bottle of beer and smiled: "I'm starting to use my brain, senior, continue." This time he still kicked over.It was probably when I started to answer the questions seriously, but his kick was just a symbolic poke on my broken nose and then retracted, meaning that the conditions set by the employer were met. "Brother Liu Zheng?" I was suspicious: "Only Brother Liu Zheng and the devil know my whereabouts. If it's not a devil, it must be Brother Liu Zheng..." At this moment, I looked up at the young man who was traveling with me, and laughed: " No, not Brother Liu Zheng."

"Oh?" "Brother Liu Zheng didn't have the motive to kill me, but judging from the expression on Brother Liu Zheng's expression, you are right to know Brother Liu Zheng. Business is the last word in business. Brother Liu Zheng still ordered a certain killer to deal with me. Hahahaha, the devil said that there was an order in Taiwan that he might ask me to kill. It must be this order, but what she didn’t say was , the target on the list is me. If I die today, both the devil and brother Liu Zheng will have a share." "What you want to guess is the employer. Guess what the agent does? Hahaha, come on, I still have to give you this kick."

The colleague kicked me in the stomach, and I almost vomited on the bed. "That's right, my manager is also Brother Liu Zheng. I'm younger than you, but speaking of which I'm your senior. Brother Liu Zheng told me that if you guessed that he was involved before you died, I must follow you." Say it... Forget it, you have slaughtered so many people in a business-like manner, and of course it will be your turn to be punished in a business-like manner, so there will be no excuses between us, by the way, if you can survive by luck, My brother Liu Zheng will continue to cooperate with you. Finish the speech." After the colleague carefully repeated Liu Zheng's words, he shrugged. "Of course I wouldn't blame him." I scoffed at the thought entirely. But the young colleague said mockingly: "If you are lucky enough not to die today, it means that I am dead. Don't worry, I will not let this happen. Then you can concentrate on guessing who the employer is." "Mickey Mouse?" I pouted. "Be serious, senior!" He greeted with a kick, it hurt so much. "What the hell... the gangsters on the Thai-Myanmar border?" I managed to squeeze out the answer. "Wrong!" With a kick, my jaw seemed to be kicked away. "Burmese warlord?" I didn't even believe it myself. "Ha! Wrong!" It was another kick, which made my eyes stare. "North Korean trash?" I thought further and further away. "Wrong!" This heavy kick made my chest twitch. At this point, I'm pretty sure I can't possibly know who bought my head. Nine times out of ten, the head bought by the employer should be the head of "me in the previous life". I don’t have the slightest impression of who the “me in the previous life” had sex with, but I have to bear the karma he made. I don’t mean to complain at all. Anyway, my only regret for my current self , it’s just that one rock tape that was too late to send out... Doesn’t that seem like a bad idea? A rock dream that was one step away from becoming a reality, a legendary unpublished rock tape, a... "enough." On the TV screen that was transferred instantly from the mobile phone, an impatient looking employer appeared simultaneously. The employer did not speak Chinese, but a Cambodian dialect with a village-specific accent. It's jumping. With a scar on her face, the prostitute jumps.