Chapter 8 Mission in Reality, Qin Hui's Outlook

Qin Hui strode a lot and came to the private canteen opened in the hospital. "Boss, give me two millet porridge, a large portion of small fish pickles, and a basket of steamed buns stuffed with leeks and eggs." After the owner of the small canteen brought up what Qin Hui wanted, the boss found that after Qin Hui had given the money, he still stood in front of the counter and did not want to leave.

The owner of the canteen looked back and found that Qin Hui was staring at the medicinal wine he made. Seeing this scene, the owner of the canteen showed an understanding look to Qin Hui, "Young man, I have a good medicinal wine. This is made with old wine and medicinal herbs, specializing in treating kidney deficiency and *. Don't look. I'm almost 50 years old. I'll drink two taels at night.

Under Qin Hui's messy expression, the owner of the canteen opened the lid of the glass wine jar as he said, "You smell the wine, one word, pure. Young man, let me tell you, I have nothing else in this wine, just two words, authentic.

Although I am not interested in what the boss said that it can cure **, the fragrance of this medicinal wine can't be faked. Qin Hui held a food bag in his left hand and two disposable lunch boxes in his right hand, swallowing at the smell of wine emanating into the air.

Although Qin Hui has been drinking strong wine in the past few months, Qin Hui's alcohol addiction and alcohol volume are absolutely not small due to her own drinking. Especially recently, Qin Hui, who knew that she had not been alive for a few days, usually went out and put two small bottles of wine in her pocket. Sometimes when she was thirsty, Qin Hui could kill two bottles without food in one breath.

Friends who usually like to drink must know that there are three fears of drinking, one of which is drinking and not eating vegetables. People who like to drink like this generally drink less. You have to ask me why, hey, he is so drunk that he can't stand it.

Looking at the boss's warm greeting, Qin Hui swallowed and spit again, then turned around and left resolutely. It's not that Qin Hui has no money, but that Zhang Ling doesn't like to drink. Although the degree of this medicinal wine is not high, it can also be smelled.

"Young man, come on, this wine tonic! That's a big tonic." Hearing the boss's words behind him, Qin Hui paused slightly, and then opened the door of the canteen without stopping. Feeling his itchy throat and heart like being scratched by a kitten, Qin Hui did not stop.

Returning to the ward again, Qin Hui found that the door of the ward was wide open, and there was no spiritual figure. At this time, a nurse was standing in front of the hospital bed. Through the sight behind, Qin Hui saw that the nurse was holding her own modified gun from Miao Zhishun, the king of guns.

Qin Hui stood quietly behind the nurse, only holding the right hand of the lunch box and trembled slightly involuntarily.

"What are you doing?" Chu Jing was shocked when she heard the sudden words behind her. After turning her head and seeing that it was Qin Hui, Chu Jing couldn't help complaining, "Are you walking without sound? This is a surprise."

Qin Hui stared at Chu Jing coldly, "Where's Zhang Ling? What about the patient in this bed?

"How do I know that I'm here to transfer you to the ward, but when I came here, I found that there was no one here." Chu Jing said while fiddling with Qin Hui's modified gun. Seeing that his love gun was held by Chu Jing in his hand, Qin Hui's head shook slightly before he relaxed and said seriously and put down the gun.

"What a stingy, isn't it just a fake gun! Auntie, I even played with *." I asked you to put down the gun. Chu Jing listened to Qin Hui's words and threw a gun flower like a demonstration.

Chu Jing stared at the magazine that fell to the ground and a bullet that jumped out of the spring. Looking at everything on the ground and the cold touch in her hand, Chu Jing looked at Qin Hui and said to herself with the pistol she had seen, "Gun, this is *!"

Qin Hui looked down at the magazine on the ground, licked her lips, then put the things in her hand on the cabinet beside her, and then closed the door casually.

At this time, Qin Hui stood in front of Chu Jing, with the same pistol in his hand. Covering the camera with her body, Qin Hui put the muzzle directly against Chu Jing's chin.

Looking at Chu Jing's pitiful eyes, Qin Hui smiled and asked happily, "It's fun, you know, I hit more than a dozen people's heads with this gun today. Do you think these two guns are beautiful? I like them very much. What about you? Do you like them?

After looking at the muzzle on his chin and Qin Hui's eyes as if looking at a lover, Chu Jing's eyes were full of tears, and her legs leaning on the edge of the hospital bed were also trembling. Big brother, let me go. I don't know anything. I don't know anything.

Seeing Chu Jing shaking her head and begging herself, Qin Hui couldn't help thinking of Miao Zhishun's wife, "Ha ha, I don't know anything! Tell me what you want to know. If you want to know, just ask me! I can actually tell you. Come on, what do you want to know?

Listening to Qin Hui's words, Chu Jing just kept repeating the previous words, "I don't know anything. I don't know anything. Brother, let me go. I don't know anything."

click. At this moment, with the sound of opening the door, Zhang Ling came in in a hospital uniform. Zhang Ling, who came in, saw the two people by the bed at a glance and frowned and asked, "What are you doing?" Just at the moment when the door rang, Qin Hui had taken back two pistols to the system.

"Nothing, I told this nurse a ghost story and scared her to tears."

After hearing Qin Hui's words, Chu Jing looked pitifully at Zhang Ling who came in, and then nodded weakly. Her expression was as helpless as a puppy abandoned by its owner. Irre to pay attention to Chu Jing's reaction, Qin Hui smiled to help Zhang Ling, and the moment he turned around, Chu Jing heard angel-like words, "You go, you are a smart man."

After looking at Chu Jing, who cringeed and passed by him, Zhang Ling closed the door casually. After Qin Hui returned to his illness** with half support and half hugging, Zhang Ling knocked off Qin Hui's hand gradually moving towards the peak, "Say, what did you two do just now!" Zhang Ling said and whitened his eyes. Qin Hui, who pretended to be unaware, complained, "I just went to the bathroom, and you actually made him cry!" Then Zhang Ling turned his voice and said softly, "Ahui, why didn't I find you so capable before!"

"Stop it, this is a serious question. Take your paws away." Zhang Ling grabbed Qin Hui's outstretched hand again and hit it gently. Come on, did you see that the little nurse stretched out the little girl's claws? Qin Hui, who didn't want to explain, carefully pressed Zhang Ling under his body, and then buried his head on Zhang Ling's two peaks and rubbed it gently.

"Dead phase," looked at Qin Hui's performance, Zhang Ling, who knew Qin Hui's personality, smiled and patted him on the back. All right, all right. I won't ask. How old are you? I'm so ashamed to be coquettish. Ah!!" After feeling that his peak was bitten, Zhang Ling directly pushed away Qin Hui's head, "Stop it. This is an observation room with a camera."

Zhang Ling leaned on the pillow and waved to Qin Hui, "Xiao Huizi, go quickly. I'm hungry. Hurry up and serve me for dinner."

Seeing that Zhang Lingguo really stopped asking, Qin Hui got up from ** with a smile, made a grimace and said, "Xiao Huizi received the order." He poured millet porridge in two empty boxes, brought it to Zhang Ling, and made a Qing Dynasty etiquette, "Buddha, it's time for you to eat."

After that, the two finished dinner in laughter, and then Qin Hui began to pack up with Zhang Ling and prepare to transfer to the ordinary ward.

In fact, in Zhang Ling's situation, there is no need to recuperate in the hospital at all, but it is getting late today, and Zhang Ling still has a bottle of hanging needle to be injected. Qin Hui and the two discussed going through the discharge procedures tomorrow. Lying in the newly moved ward. This ward has two beds. Qin Hui is now lying next to Zhang Ling's **, thinking about where she will go in the real society in the future.

Qin Hui used to work as an art worker in a full-capacity advertising company. He has been working in this company for nearly two years since graduation. Although the boss of this company is very humane, Qin Hui still doesn't want to do it anymore.

When she was in school, Qin Hui studied marketing in college. Although she also did a good job here, Qin Hui knew that this was not suitable for her, especially for herself now. After Qin Hui came back from the Gun King, he felt the change in his heart. This change emerged from real life and was sublimated in the king of guns. As Rick said, when you shoot a bullet into someone else's head for the first time, your world is already different.

Qin Hui was like this at this time. In just half a day after returning from the system, Qin Hui had two murderous intentions, one was Wang Qiang and the second was Chu Jing. Qin Hui didn't know why he was like this, but he was sure that he really wanted to give them a shot in the head, just like shooting Azu's head in the gun king.

Yes, the world is different. In the past, Qin Hui might have gone to Wang Qiang's home to beg Wang Qiang to terminate the marriage contract, but now he won't. The gun is his courage. Qin Hui believes that as long as she is not surrounded by dozens of heavily armed police in a room without any exit, Qin Hui will not have to worry about her life at all. At this time, Qin Hui was full of confidence that she could kill anyone she wanted to kill in the city without being noticed.

Lying ** looking at Zhang Ling, who was already asleep beside him. At this time, Zhang Ling closed his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he dreamed of happy things in his dream. Qin Hui turned over gently, and he couldn't help thinking about it by staring at the fluorescent lamp above his head. Maybe, maybe you can open a shooting club! His shooting is so good that he could open his own shooting club, so that Zhang Ling doesn't have to work hard every day.

Qin Hui lay in **, thinking like this, and his mind is full of yearning for the future. , Ding, host, please note that due to your strong beautiful yearning, the system specially released realistic money tasks, tasks, * Branch of the People's Bank of China located in the city center, and successfully escaped the pursuit, limited to seven Completed within days. The reward will convert all the stolen money you have received into a Swiss anonymous account as your first step start-up capital.

Note1, your real information cannot be exposed. After your identity is exposed, you will get an A-level wanted notice issued by the state. Note two, you will get three loyal subordinates Rick, Miao Zhishun, Azu. Note 3, * After the failure, you will be besieged by the border anti-drug brigade stationed in this city. "Special reminder, this anti-drug brigade is adapted for the special reconnaissance company of the People's Liberation Army, with a full number of 174 people." Note 4, after you arrive at the bank storage point, the system will take ten minutes to convert the currency.

The city where Qin Hui is located is a border city. There are not only police but also an anti-drug brigade. This anti-drug brigade is stationed in the suburbs. Qin Hui has heard more than once from people's gossip about the great achievements of this anti-drug team and the matching firepower, and also knows that it can be done as soon as half an hour from the suburbs to the city center. I arrived. So looking at the window in front of him, Qin Hui just wanted to say two words, me, grass.