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Chapter 142 Living is luck, dying is fate(1/2)

"Liu Qing..." Fu Jundie looked at him with both joy and worry. A pair of long legs stood up tremblingly, although he only fought with that man for a minute. However, the whole

Her delicate body was already wet, and her hair and vest were soaked with sweat, which highlighted her delicate body even more: "You shouldn't have come." Her voice was slightly trembling. In her opinion, although Liu Qing seemed quite capable

Fighting. However, there is still a difference between ordinary people who can fight and these terrorists and desperadoes. The previous sentence, I love you, is still lingering in her heart. Even if there is no such sentence, even if it is often

I wish I could kick this annoying guy to death. Fu Jundie really doesn’t want Liu Qing to appear here at this time...

The man was surprised to see that the normally slippery spider was dragging its legs in like a dead dog for the man. His brow, which was still overflowing with blood, slightly frowned, and he quickly smiled in relief:

"Another player is here. Did you kill the spider? It seems you are a master."

Liu Qing ignored Fu Jundie, tilted his head slightly and glanced at the spider behind him, and said disdainfully: "Did you raise this nasty insect? If you don't like it, I'll give you a slap."

I beat him unconscious. I'll go back to a smarter one and don't catch anyone and bite him. Now, I'll give it back to you." After saying that, with one move of his right hand, the spider's body suddenly hit the man.

The man kicked the spider away with a graceful roundhouse kick and hit it hard against the wall. The spider's unconscious body fell to the corner and twitched a few times, and gradually became motionless. The man sneered and said: "You said so.

Yes, it's useless to ask for a disobedient pet. For subsequent players, please go aside and wait until I kill this woman, then it's your turn." After that, he lowered his head and thrust forward, his whole body

He flew up in the air and swept his right leg towards Fu Jundie's head quickly and fiercely.

At this time, Fu Jundie could no longer dodge the obstruction, so she stabbed the inside of his calf with the stick, but it was so soft that it had no strength at all. If he had been able to sweep his leg away, this delicate policewoman would definitely be

The fragrance is about to disappear and the jade is gone.

Bang! Liu Qing was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't know when he had blocked Fu Jundie. He reached out with his left hand and calmly pinched the man's foot. He lifted his volley that weighed more than a thousand kilograms with ease.

The flying sweep was completely blocked. The other hand also grabbed it.

"Drink!" Liu Qing swung his hands at the same time, and the man, weighing 1890 kilograms, hit the conference table with a loud bang. Sawdust flew everywhere, and the entire conference table fell apart at the same time.

The man's ability to withstand a blow seemed to be good. After being stunned for only four or five seconds, he climbed up with a slight stagger. His originally calm expression finally changed, and his voice trembled slightly as he said, "You,

Who are you? How dare you break the rules of the game?" He originally thought that Liu Qing's strength was only a little stronger than Spider, and must be weaker than himself. However, at this time, Liu Qing's fighting power suddenly burst out.

It gave him a feeling of being unable to resist. Looking at his still leisurely posture, he looked at himself as if he were looking at an ant. A sense of fear that had not appeared for a long time spread from the bottom of his heart. The whole world

There will definitely be no more than ten people who can give me this feeling. Who is this person?

Liu Qing was also a little surprised that this guy could still stand up. He raised his right leg and kicked him in the abdomen. The man hurriedly folded his hands and tried to block his kick. However, Liu Qing's seemingly light kick

, but it contained strong stamina. There was a dull sound, and his hands hit his chest hard. He stepped back seven or eight steps and hit the wall directly. Liu Qing's mouth was hanging.

A hint of dissatisfaction: "Who do you think you are? Can a guy like you set the rules of the game?"

Fu Jundie was extremely horrified, looking at Liu Qing with shining eyes, as if he no longer knew him. In the few times he fought with Liu Qing, although he thought Liu Qing was quite powerful, he always felt that he was also

At most, he is a little better than himself. No matter how hard he works, he can still catch up with him. However, now, he realizes that he was wrong. It turns out that Liu Qing has been giving in to him those few times. The one who can beat him

The man in the silver mask, who was almost powerless to fight back, looked like a pitiful ant in Liu Qing's hands.

"Haha, I remembered." The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his body was trembling, and his voice was trembling: "It turned out to be you. I didn't expect to find you so quickly. This is my luck and, I still don't believe it.

?On the third stop of the game, I bumped into you. Hehe, we haven’t had enough fun yet. What a pity..."

Liu Qing looked back at Fu Jundie indifferently, and asked with concern: "Captain Fu, are you okay?" He said this, but his eyes were squeezed back. Fu Jundie was slightly shocked.

, but he seemed to understand Liu Qing’s meaning immediately and nodded imperceptibly.

"Is there someone who can help me?" Liu Qing turned back as if nothing had happened, and shrugged with a deliberately "puzzled" look: "Can you tell me which one it is..." Halfway through the words, Liu Qing suddenly leaned down, with a strong body like a cheetah.

He rushed towards the nearest terrorist lunatic. He picked up an anti-terrorism dagger and threw it at the terrorist in the corner as he crossed the shattered conference table. With just a flash of cold light, there was an extra hole in the man's throat.

The handle of the knife. With a face full of horror and disbelief, he reached for his throat and grabbed it. When he pulled it out, blood shot out like a sharp arrow. He fell to the ground with a gun and a look of confusion on his face.

Almost at the same time, it took Liu Qing only a moment to get close to the nearest terrorist. The terrorist only had time to lift the gun halfway when he was hit in the eye by the broken wood hidden in Liu Qing's hand, and he cried out in pain.

Meanwhile, Liu Qing's big hand had already covered his mouth, and he gently twisted it back...

"Bang" the heavy gunshot of the May 4th-style pistol sounded. Fu Jundie froze on the spot with the most standard gun-holding posture. There were still wisps of green smoke in the barrel. The last terrorist's forehead was

, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, and the dirty things suddenly popped out. At this time, Fu Jundie's delicate body trembled, and her originally wheat-colored face turned pale.

Liu Qing let go of the body leisurely and then lit a cigarette. He gave Fu Jundie a thumbs up to express his good work. Then he slowly walked towards the man and shrugged his shoulders.

Said: "Now, the whole world is clean. We should have a chance to have a good talk."

The man watched three of his outstanding subordinates being killed in an instant without changing his expression. It seemed that this kind of thing happened to him is an extremely common thing. However, after listening to Liu Qing's words

Instead, he laughed and said in English: "In your world, there will never be purity. My client said that the pain you inflicted on him will be a thousand times worse for him."

, begging for it ten thousand times. Although he is not sure where you are yet, he will find you sooner or later. Let you taste the pain of falling into the abyss. Hehe, don’t blame me. I am just saying these words.

Paraphrase it for him."

"It's just the dog that I kicked that is barking." Liu Qing walked up to him without caring, and answered him in English in a low voice: "I heard that your gamer club is full of people.

Desperados pursue the excitement of the moment of life and death. You are not afraid of death, right? First, I am not interested in knowing who wants to take revenge on me. Second, I heard that any means of extracting confessions are useless to the players.

I'm too lazy to waste this time, so I'll send you on your way." I really have no interest in knowing who wants to go to great lengths to find him and then take revenge. Liu Qing has made countless enemies during his six years away from home. His disguise has made him

Very good. All the enemies only know that he is an Asian-American. There are so many countries and regions in Asia that they can find. The nickname Siberian Tiger has always only appeared on the battlefield... In life, he

It's another face. Liu Qing is even confident that he has been disguising himself for six years. As long as he doesn't look at him carefully face to face and intuitively sense his breath, even his former comrades will not be able to recognize him. In fact, most mercenaries

Everyone will disguise themselves to a certain extent. No one wants to live out their old age after a lucky retirement and be found by their enemies.

Liu Qing also somewhat understood the way these gamers found themselves, which was to create a series of terrorist attacks. In this way, they tried to force the governments of various countries to hand over people. At least, they had to force people out.

Because most mercenaries have backgrounds in various governments. This is a common tactic. First, scare the local government and use some tactics. If the other party insists on not letting up, then they will come to play with you with real swords and guns.

When others are hiding, you are showing up. You never know when he will suddenly launch a terrorist attack. Not every government can withstand this kind of strong pressure and force.

Fu Jundie was secretly annoyed that her English was not up to par, but she vaguely understood a small part of it. She saw the killing intent in Liu Qing's narrowed eyes, and hurriedly shouted: "Liu Qing, you have to live."

Of course Liu Qing didn't want to live. His biggest reliance was that he hid it from the country. Otherwise, how could he have the leisure? The reason why he killed the killer just now was mostly because he wanted to kill someone and silence him. Once he was killed by Fu

Jundie knows her true identity, and she will definitely not hide it according to her temper. Now, endless troubles will follow. The most important thing is that once it is leaked, her enemies will come to her door and use the same methods.

What if a terrorist attack forces the government to hand over his whereabouts? Just an insignificant piece of news, an insignificant human life, can be exchanged for countless lives. Liu Qing is absolutely 90% sure that he will be betrayed. He is

It doesn't matter whether you live or die, it's just that if something happens to the people you care about, you will never tolerate it.

"Liu Qing, stop. I said I would live." Seeing Liu Qing still twisting his big hand on his neck, Fu Jundie was so anxious that he pointed the May 4th pistol at Liu Qing and shouted: "

Liu Qing, let him go. Back off, back off. Otherwise, I will really shoot." Everyone is dead, leaving only the 'culprit'. If Liu Qing kills him, then

Most of the clues to this terrorist activity will be interrupted. It is difficult to figure out any clues. And these soldiers who sacrificed their lives, as well as Lao Li, all died in vain. Only by finding the real culprit behind the scenes and bringing him to justice

, can it be regarded as revenge.

"I heard that according to the rules of your game, the winner can do whatever he wants with the loser?" Liu Qing slowly retracted his hand and spoke softly in French. He glanced at the reinforced glass window behind him and chuckled.

He shrugged: "For the honor of you gamers. I think it shouldn't be a problem to break open this glass with your strength, right? You probably don't want to fall into the hands of the Chinese police. This will definitely be an insult to the gamer profession."

." Liu Qing also vaguely knew that there was such a gamer organization in the world, and it was all people who had no attachment to life. Although the strength of the members varied greatly, it was undeniable that this organization was really crazy.

"I don't feel ashamed to lose to you, Tiger." The man, who was only in his thirties, slowly adjusted his collar, smiled chicly and elegantly, and replied softly in French: "We gamers

I always like to pursue the most dangerous things in the world. If the target this time was not you, I'm afraid I wouldn't come to participate. In return for you being my former idol, here is a little information. These bombs are all

It's fake. I originally wanted to use the real thing in the next game. For the glory of the players, I will follow your orders. Besides, if you pinch me like a bug, it's better to pursue the death pleasure of falling from a high altitude.

.Haha~”

"Bang!" When Liu Qing slowly took two steps back, the man kicked his feet hard, and his hard shoulders hit the reinforced glass heavily. The whole person carried the glass shards and fell downstairs.

A series of loud laughter grew further and further away.

"Liu Qing, you..." Fu Jundie was surprised and took a few steps to catch up, but it was too late. He looked directly at Liu Qing with fire in his eyes.

"He jumped by himself." Liu Qing shrugged, saying it had nothing to do with him: "I have followed Captain Fu's order and retreated."

"What did you just say to him?" Fu Jundie was not blinded by Liu Qing's words at all, her pale face was bloodless. Her tied up hair had long been scattered, and even the wind from high altitude could not blow her beautiful hair.

Long sticky hair that sticks to your face.

"Are you suspecting that I encouraged him to jump off the building?" Liu Qing put his hands in his pockets and laughed: "This is really a funny joke, Fu Jundie, do you think I can do magic? Otherwise, I encouraged him

Just jump. See if you are willing to jump?"

"Liu Qing, this is not a joke." Fu Jundie's originally bright eyes were filled with sadness and confusion at this time. He bit his bloodless lips and yelled at Liu Qing in a hoarse voice:

"Lao Li is dead, Xiao Chen is dead, and many people I know are dead. Liu Qing, tell me the truth, what did that person say to you before he died? Who are they looking for? Why?

Carrying out a terrorist attack? Also, who is the instigator behind the scenes?" The crystal tears, after holding back for a long time, finally slid down the pale cheeks and fell on the slender neck. It was unclear whether they were sweat stains or tears.

Liu Qing slowly put away her smile, took her hand out of her pocket, divided it into two sides and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, and whispered: "If you want to cry, cry loudly. Otherwise, it will break your heart."

."

"Liu Qing, Lao Li is dead~ He is really dead." Fu Jundie let out a cry and threw herself into Liu Qing's arms. She clasped her fingers tightly on his strong back: "It's all my fault, he

He died for me. What should I do? What should I do now? He has a wife and a lovely daughter who is only seven years old." His voice was hoarse and tearful, and he cried unabashedly:

"We have known each other for three years. Over the past three years, he has taught me step by step how to handle cases and how to investigate cases. Liu Qing~ My heart feels so uncomfortable~ It really feels uncomfortable. I have never felt like this before."

"Xiaodie." Liu Qing hesitated for a moment, then hugged her waist tightly. He hugged her hard in his arms, and gently whispered with one hand on her wet head: "In a person's life, he will always experience

Countless setbacks and accidents. Some are sad, some are uncomfortable, some are joyful, and some are happy. These are the most basic elements that make up life, and no one can escape them. Some setbacks are actually not bad things. They will make you learn to grow.

big."

"Woo~" Fu Jundie nodded gently in Liu Qing's arms, but kept crying again. It wasn't until her tears soaked Liu Qing's clothes that she was a little tired from crying, and then she stopped.
To be continued...
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