Chapter 159 Come back alive

Chapter 159 [Come back alive] When I came out of the eighth master, my face was very calm. I walked out of the office, lit a cigarette first, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked down the stairs.

When I turned the corner, I extinguished the cigarette.

At this time, I saw Tiger standing there and smiling at me.

It's a nice day today. The two of us stood under the eaves, looked at each other, and smiled.

"Let's get ready. We have a flight tomorrow morning. I've already applied for the visa. I'm here."

Tiger smiled peacefully.

"Hmm."

I nodded and told him, "Ciro will also go with us this time."

"Oh."

Tiger didn't have any accident: "Well... There's no problem. I was going to take others there. Since the Eighth Master decided to let you take Ciro, I'm going to go through the formalities."

Tiger came over, patted me on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "This task will not be difficult, but it won't be very easy. You can prepare it tonight... You don't need to bring too many things. What you need is there."

"Undert it."

Suddenly, Tiger smiled. He stepped back two steps, looked at my face, and sighed sincerely, "Xiao Wu, how long have you been here?" It's almost half a year."

"Well, it's been almost half a year."

Tiger put his hands behind his back: "When I saw you six months ago, you were still a very impulsive young man. Now, you finally look a little calm."

I nodded, then looked into his eyes and said with a straight look, "You have taught me a lot."

Tiger cracked his mouth and smiled.

The sun shines on us, with a warm meaning. We looked at each other and smiled, and then shook hands. Tiger's tone was like a brother: "Don't worry.

This time, I will succeed, and I will take care of you!" Then we turned around and left separately. At the moment we turned around, the smile on my face suddenly disappeared... Instead, there was a trace of haze! I didn't stop. I quickly walked through the garage and walked to the back room.

When I entered the door, I immediately closed the door with my backhand and leaned back against the door.

"What's wrong with you?" I looked up and saw Qiao Qiao standing in front of me. It seemed that she had just taken a shower and changed her clothes.

I wore a zippered coat and tied my hair with a handkerchief, which was very refreshing.

"I'm going out tomorrow."

I pondered for a moment and told her, "Go and do something."

A trace of gloom flashed in Qiao Qiao's eyes.

But then she smiled and said, "Are you going to work hard again?" No, there won't be much danger this time... I don't think so."

I dodged Jojo's eyes, then went inside and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed.

Opened the wardrobe again, turned out a few clothes, and stuffed them in one by one.

Suddenly, my movement stopped.

I have a Tang suit in my hand, black, a little old, but the pulp is very clean! This dress was given to me by Tiger. I still remember when he gave me this dress, he patted me on the shoulder and smiled... I hesitated for a moment.

stuffed this Tang into the suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Qiao Qiao asked behind him.

"Go back to China first... and then go to Vietnam."

I didn't hide Jojo, because I absolutely trust Jojo.

Qiao Qiao is also very smart. She won't tell anyone what I told her.

"Gone back to China?" Qiao Qiao seemed to understand the reason why I looked ugly: "Are you... going back to China?" I smiled, but a bitter smile: "Well, just walk around in China, and I will leave immediately. I won't stay in China for a long time."

That night, Qiao Qiao didn't joke with me abnormally, and the game of "teaching" between us seemed to have been suspended.

At night, I lay on the ground... In fact, I took a thick mattress and put it on the ground these days.

After all, it's one thing for everyone to joke, but I still have some psychological difficulties in the same bed with Qiao Qiao.

I lay on the ground, holding my head behind my hands and looking at the ceiling in a daze.

The mattress under me is very soft, and it won't feel hard or cold at all.

But I just couldn't sleep tonight and looked carefully at the ceiling... In the dark, I heard Joe's breathing evenly... Well, maybe she fell asleep.

I sighed, then sat up, carefully lifted the quilt and stood up, walked to the wardrobe, opened the bottom drawer, pulled out the whole drawer, then put it aside, and finally took out something from the mezzanine inside the drawer.

This is something wrapped in a newspaper. I opened it layer by layer, and there was a gun inside.

A Browning pistol with two magazines next to it.

I held it in my hand, and the cold handle touched it in my hand, and it felt very hard... I sighed, then picked up the gun and carefully wiped it with the collected silk scarf.

I twisted a bullet and pinched it in my hand.

Then he suddenly raised his gun, aimed at the door, and then at the window.

I made a few aiming movements, then took a deep breath and put the gun down.

"What are you doing?" In the dark, Qiao Qiao's voice suddenly came.

I looked up and saw Qiaoqiao holding his upper body and looking at me.

"It's nothing."

I answered faintly, put away the pistol, put it back into the mezzanine and put it away.

I walked back to the mattress and sat down. I was a little annoyed. I couldn't help touching the cigarette from my pocket. After touching it for a long time, I found that the cigarette box was empty.

"Can't you sleep?" Qiao Qiao's voice was very soft. She sighed faintly: "Xiao Wu, are you worried about going back to China?" Uh-huh."

I nodded. In the dark, I smiled and said slowly, "Go back to China... I never thought I could go back so soon."

Then we fell into silence again.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Qiao Qiao's voice came from **: "Xiao Wu, come here."

"Huh?" Come here for a moment."

Joe's voice is very calm.

In the dark, I slowly stood up and walked to the bedside.

Qiao Qiao gently moved in and gave up a vacant seat.

I lay down, and then I felt Jojo's hand gently hugging me.

Her body is very soft.

There was a sweet smell drilling into my nose... I hugged her with my backhand... It was a strange hug.

In our hug, there seemed to be nothing about lust. I only felt that at this moment, my heart was comforted by a trace of warmth... Qiao Qiao's voice sighed in my ear, and her voice was very gentle: "Okay, go to sleep... Everything will be fine. "

I closed my eyes, opened my arms, and hugged Joe tightly... My fingers gently stroked her back shoulder blades, which was very thin.

It seemed that for the first time, I suddenly realized in my heart that Qiaoqiao was a woman.

A very gentle, very feminine... woman.

Finally.

My heart calmed down, and then I went to sleep... When I left in the morning, Joe didn't get up.

I know, I'm afraid she hasn't slept all night, because I feel that her hand patted me lightly on my body, just like when I was young, my mother coaxed me to sleep... This seemingly unusual flying woman used her rare gentleness to comfort me.

Just as I put on my clothes and picked up the suitcase and was ready to go out, Qiao Qiao lay ** and said slowly, "Come back alive."

...Ciro is very nervous, which I can see.

His expression is very serious... and even a little too serious.

When I walked over, I felt that his body was straight.

I smiled and patted him gently on the cheek: "Handsome, take it easy! We are not going to war.

Just think of it as a trip.

Ciro smiled at me, and I could feel that his smile was barely squeezed out.

I understand that this is the first time he has gone out to do business... It is also the first time he has done something for the eighth master.

It's like the first time I made a "name certificate". At this moment, I can more or less understand his mood.

Tiger is wearing a suit, sunglasses and a suitcase in his hand.

From the outside, he really misses the boss of the three of us.

In terms of status, he is indeed the leader of our trip.

A brother drove us to the airport, and then waved goodbye to us. Before leaving, he looked at me and faced me with a very respectful look and tone: "Little fifth brother, brothers, the good news waiting for you to come back!" Little fifth brother... I smiled, a little complicated.

When I heard this name again, I felt a little emotional.

Just like me in China, although I am young, the brothers around me will respectfully call me "little fifth brother".

The word "Brother" is no longer just measured by age.

is more of a complex mixed standard of strength, plus status... and many other factors.

I know that my previous series of actions, from my work for the organization, to my public challenge of the sand tiger, and killing him in the ring, have won me respect among my brothers.

Even Ciro, although he is two or three years older than me, he is even more like my brother in all aspects.

Maybe, I've experienced too much.

When the plane took off, I sat in my seat, chewing gum, and Ciro was sitting next to me. He had gradually got out of the tension, but was a little excited and excited.

He is looking at the beautiful stewardess coming and going with a smile.

And I closed my eyes, and I couldn't get rid of a sound in my mind.

This voice is the eighth master's! In my mind, the last sentence that the eighth master said to me echoed repeatedly: "This time when you go out, you have to help me kill someone..."