The Ultimate Blue Seal

The next morning, Su Qing was awakened by the movement of the bedmates getting up and putting on clothes. After opening his eyes, he looked at the pale ceiling of the small hotel. He was stunned for half a minute before remembering that he was here. Where.

When he woke up, his head hurts and his temples were drumming. While spitting on what he was doing, he turned his head anxiously—preparing to see a Maitreya Buddha or a gorilla. Just close your eyes and fainted directly.

The man is facing the button of his shirt, his shoulders are wide, his back is straight, and his skin is a bit dark-not the kind of color that the buns get out of the sun, but it seems to be blown in the rain in the normal year. When he came out, Su Qing just twisted his head so gently, the man was startled, and looked back at him, still with a dead cigarette in his mouth, then stood up calmly, holding one hand Staying in the cigarette, one hand went to pick up the pants that fell on the ground, and said, "I'm awake."

Su Qing pressed his forehead, but became embarrassed.

When the man lifted his pants, he revealed a long scar on the outside of his thigh. Su Qing couldn't help but take another look, and found that the waist exposed under the shirt that the other party had lifted up was covered with large muscles. Small scars.

The man puts on his belt in twos or twos. He is in his thirties, with a very hard contour and deep eye sockets. When he looks at people, his eyes are slightly cold, and he always smells of scrutiny. Seeing that Su Qing was looking at him, the man didn't respond much. He just grabbed a hand in his hair, pressed the upturned part, and said, "Are you going to get up? Put on clothes when you start. I'll treat you to breakfast. "

Su Qing nodded in a nonchalant manner, and the man went to wash without a word. He was so quick that Su Qing's trousers were inserted into one foot, and the other party had already taken care of himself. The two silently looked at each other with four eyes. Su Qing suddenly felt like a kid caught by the teacher for cheating on an exam. Subconsciously, he quickly stuffed himself into his clothes, then jumped out of the bed, if it wasn't for his head dizzy. , Almost came to stand at attention again.

The man glanced at him, stepped aside, and Su Qing slid into the bathroom.

He poured a handful of water on his face, and looked at himself in the mirror for a moment. The young man in the mirror had a disheveled look, his eyes were blank, and his expression was bleak. If someone said that he was not dumped , It's strange.

Su Qing took a deep breath, buried his entire face in the cold water, imagining that he was a fish. The cold water made his mind sober and his rusty brain started to work. He thought, what will happen in the future? What to do?

Life is too complicated. Someone used to pet him and let him squander his youth at will. Now there are no people who pet him, so he is lost.

The fish surnamed Su breathed bubbles and felt that the future was bleak, but this confusion was also very short, and soon he could not hold his breath, so he had to raise his head, wipe his face vigorously, and take care of himself hastily. Turn around and go out.

Then he stood at the door of the bathroom, not knowing whether to call a report or something, standing there foolishly waiting for the man to speak.

The other party was sitting on the bedside looking at an old hotel magazine. The cigarette in his mouth never lit up. He didn't seem to relax. He just sat there casually and pulled his back like a Gun.

Is it a soldier?

Su Qing suddenly couldn't help but straightened up too, feeling ashamed of his muddy appearance that couldn't get on the wall.

The man stood up and waved to him: "Let's go." After thinking about it, he felt embarrassed not to say anything, so he asked, "How old are you, or a student?"

Su Qing followed him like a classmate, lowered his head and said, "No, I graduated."

"Oh, it doesn't look like it."

After the man had finished his evaluation, there was no voice, and the two of them were relatively speechless again. Su Qing was very worried. Although he had just slept with the stranger, he was in no mood to talk to him. The other side glanced at him and found that this young man was on him. There was only a woolen sweater, not even a coat. I definitely didn't know where it was, so he took off his coat and handed it to him.

Su Qing was stunned, and then she took it over with a little embarrassment: "Um... how can I return it to you? Or you can write me an address..."

The man said: "My address cannot be given to others casually."

"Oh..." Su Qing quietly shut up.

The man walked into the hotel’s dining area and paused when he pushed the door. He suddenly said, "My surname is Hu, Hu does not return. I'll talk about it later if I have a chance."

Su Qingda said his name like a report, but the other party just nodded his head indifferently, and found a table casually and sat on it.

Su Qing was used to being lazy, and she did everything, even if she fart, she had to take two more shots than others. Hu Bugui asked him what he was eating, and he stared at the small sixteen-open menu for five minutes. Fortunately, the eldest brother named Hu was very patient. He didn't urge him, and sat opposite him silently with a smoke in his mouth, and he always implemented what is called sitting like a clock.

Breakfast was served soon. Hu Bugui was very heroic when he ate his food. After the battle was quickly resolved, he wiped his mouth and finished work. Then he picked up his cigarette and waited for Su Qing to drink his bowl while counting the rice. Congee, there is no expression, no words, as if he is not waiting for people in the restaurant, but waiting for the bus on the roadside.

Su Qing first felt that this popularity field was too strong and a little stressed, and as soon as he lowered his head to eat, he forgot about the matter and concentrated on distracting.

It took half an hour before he returned, feeling a little embarrassed himself. He poked the remaining half bowl of porridge with his chopsticks, picked up his cheeks and drank it.

Hu Bugui watched his bowl bottom out, and said, "Done? Let's go after eating. Later..."

When he said this, he paused. He wanted to say, "Be careful in the future, don't catch anyone with whom to follow, and the young and light ones should also learn well". Later, he felt that he was a bit cheap to sell well, and it was not a thing. He swallowed again, but said bluntly: "Drink less wine in the future, it's a mistake."

Su Qing ate and drank enough, and was sober. This will come to God, and after agreeing, he started talking: "Big Brother, who is taller? Do you exercise regularly?"

Hu Bugui stood up and walked straight ahead: "It's a government department."

Su Qing sniffed and felt that she had a little cold. She wanted to work for the government. She must have been suffocated and had to pay attention to the influence. She didn't dare to come out, so she asked, "Do you usually go to that bar? I haven't seen you."

Hu Bugui reached out and stopped a taxi: "Occasionally, there is no time-where are you going? If you drop in, I will see you off."

Su Qing was stunned for a moment when he asked, he didn't know where he was going? I wanted to go back to the bar to pick up the decadence. I touched my trouser pocket, as if there was not enough money left, so I gave up and reported the address of his current residence: "Chengnan..."

As soon as he said two words, Su Qing disappeared—he was standing less than half a meter behind Hu Bugui, and the other second he watched the man stretch out his hand to pull the car door while turning back to talk to him. People disappeared in the next second.

It really disappeared from my eyes!

Su Qing stood there dumbfounded, looking at the half-open car door stupidly, feeling that he was dazzled, and then his back neck was pressed down hard, and he slid it into the taxi co-pilot. Hu Bugui, who moved to his other side at the time, lowered his voice, and said coldly: "Leave here now, don't say anything."

He slapped the door with a bang.

The universe moved so fast that the taxi master didn’t notice anything wrong, and asked him cheerfully, "Where is the young man?"

While Su Qing reported his address casually, he turned around and looked around. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of Hu Bugui at the door of the hotel.

Damn it...

At this time, the taxi driver inadvertently glanced at him and said, "What's wrong with your neck, boy? Is that blood? Do you need to go to the hospital first?"

Su Qing felt that the back of his neck, which had been pressed by Hu Bugui just now, was chilly and slimy. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and was touching the blood on his hand.

Whose blood? That man? When he was eating in the morning, his hands were fine... Su Qing shuddered, thinking that he was well just now, he suddenly squeezed himself into the car, could it be that he encountered a terrorist attack? Have a silencer pistol?

Or is this Hu Bugui, who claims to be a government employee, himself a terrorist? Working for the government... which government is it? But not the Taliban?

Will move instantaneously, even the address cannot be revealed...There are so many scars...

All kinds of suspicious signs are linked together, and Su Qing, who loves to squat online and read stallion novels, flashes all kinds of unreliable possibilities in his mind-at the end, only one thing is confirmed, he is a broken-hearted youth who bought a drunk one-night stand. The tragic and decadent incident seemed to have turned into a horror and horror of sniper and assassination on the street.

He didn't say a word, and the master who opened the rental glanced at the young man who looked like a dog, thinking that the young people nowadays really don't learn well, good children, and what's wrong with them, they have to go idle and fight with others. The master didn't want to cause trouble, closed his mouth, and sent Su Qing home quickly.

Su Qing faintly pushed the door into the house, touching the key, unconsciously placing her hand on the door handle, and pushing it gently, the door actually opened.

His hairs are standing up, wondering what's the situation? Just slept with a man who is suspected of being a terrorist, and went home into a robbery?

Su Qing reached out to touch the phone, planning to call the police first, but only then discovered that the phone and windbreaker had fallen on Guo Julin's side. It was really unlucky for people to have their teeth stuck in drinking cold water.

So he retreated quietly. He was a white and soft otaku who couldn't carry on his shoulders and couldn't lift his hands. He didn't have the ability to fight the bad guys for three hundred rounds. Although his life was messed up and his future was bleak, he didn't have the intention to reincarnate.

Suddenly, a black shadow stood in front of him. Su Qing stopped abruptly and almost ran into the opponent. He looked at the brother in black clothes and black sunglasses in horror—the opponent was 1.9 meters tall. He looked fierce, with an arm thicker than an ordinary person’s waist. The most terrible thing was that he was carrying an unknown item in his hand—Su Qing’s throat moved with difficulty. Although he had never seen such a high-level thing, he I felt that the unknown item was a gun in all likelihood.

The man who emphasized that he was a "gangster" in every cell gave him a grin and said hoarsely, "Wait for you for a long time."

Su Qing took a deep breath, sinking her dantian, and yelled loudly, "Here you are! It's on fire!"

The teacher taught us that you can't call robbery for robbery these years. Dad will care about you. You must say that it is on fire, especially this is an apartment with many people upstairs and downstairs.

He yelled, and while the gangster stretched out his hand to catch him, he ran into the corridor with stitches. At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hands behind him, one hand covering his mouth, one hand stuck to his neck . Su Qing felt aroused, feeling that something cold and icy had been attached to her carotid artery, and she immediately wilted. She didn't dare to make a sound from the atmosphere, her eyes turned around, and her mind turned into a pan of porridge.

But the time he spent cooking the porridge in his head was not too long. The next moment, Su Qing didn't know what to do, his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

The man who stunned him was tall, with a pair of eyes, and looked gentle, neither like Spiderman nor Superman, but could easily lift Su Qing up like a dog, with cold eyes on him. He turned his face in a circle, then threw the person to the dark guy, and said briefly: "The people in this building will wake up in 30 seconds, take him, and we will go."