Sister, just play

Chapter 79 senior sister was drunk Wang Yan and Zhou Weiqiang walked slowly along the sidewalk, Zhou Weiqiang did not dare to walk too fast because of his injury, Wang Yan automatically went to help him.

"No need senior, it's just a cold."

"You're injured, why are you trying to be brave." Wang Yan said, holding his arm and guarding his side.

Injuried?He couldn't help thinking in his mind, could it be that Zhu Ziqi's slap today gave her any clues?This is not very good, I have to find a way to pass this level.

Wang Yan didn't know what was going on in his mind at all, and she still followed him meticulously. The murder case echoed in her mind. She refused to believe that her junior was the kind of person who killed innocent people indiscriminately, but she also How do you know that Yi Zhenzhong deserved what he deserved?In today's society, how many high-ranking people are good-looking talents, and how many innocent lives are stepping on their feet behind their backs.

It's not the little people who are to be damned, but those who use the little people to get promoted, and then cross the river and demolish the bridge, and brutally kill the little people. Those so-called bosses, how many disgraceful things have they done, who dare to say that they are innocent.

Of course, Zhou Weiqiang would not mention these words to her. Even if Wang Yan really saw his wound, he would probably explain that he injured it.A peaceful life shouldn't be disturbed.

The two were strolling along the road. During the rush hour, there were more and more pedestrians. Wang Yan helped him avoid the crowd, intentionally protecting his left side.Zhou Weiqiang walked for a while, and felt a dull pain in his back. Today, he was slapped, causing the wound to open again. Now is not the best time to exercise.

He suggested where to sit, Wang Yan pointed to a wooden chair by the roadside, and said, "Why don't we sit somewhere?"

Zhou Weiqiang nodded, and dragged his tired body to sit on the chair. His heart was beating non-stop. Excessive ischemia caused insufficient blood supply to the whole body and brain, which easily caused fatigue and dizziness. I was dizzy, and those who didn't know thought I was drunk.

Wang Yan also sat down, looked at his slightly pale face, and asked, "Brother, has something happened to you recently?"

"what's up?"

"For example, conflicts with others or something."

"How come, haha, what do you want to ask?" Zhou Weiqiang asked back.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, quickly withdrew the question, and said after a while, "Student, if you hate someone very much, what will you do?"

"Hate? What do you mean?"

"For example, what about killing your father and enemy?" She asked tentatively.

Zhou Weiqiang smiled and said, "My parents died of poverty back then, no one killed them."

"Ah?" Wang Yan originally wanted to test his reaction, but unexpectedly, it led to a sad incident.

"I'm sorry, junior, I didn't mean to mention this."

"It's okay. When I was young, my family was very poor. My parents passed away shortly after giving birth to me. I can't even remember what they looked like." He sighed, but there was no sign of sadness, probably A loved one has been dead for too long, or has never experienced family affection, and has become numb.

Wang Yan nodded, and said, "It's all over, don't think about it anymore."

"Ah."

"Student, I'm asking you, if you hate someone very much, would you want to kill him?"

Zhou Weiqiang thought about it. Generally speaking, if you hate someone, you don’t want to kill them. Of course, except that the person really deserves to die, or the organization gave an order, until now, there are not even ten people who have been killed just because of the mission. There were eight, but each of them was guilty of a heinous crime and deserved death.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Yan waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"Ah" he came back to his senses and said, "Let's see if that person should die."

"Damn it you're going to kill him, aren't you?"

"It's hard to say." Zhou Weiqiang shook his hand and asked, "Why are you asking these questions suddenly?"

Wang Yan was left speechless by this rhetorical question, but although Zhou Weiqiang didn't answer his question just now, he vaguely told her the answer. If a person really deserves to die, he will kill him.

She couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, like a sharp knife stirred, the sore feeling spread from her chest to her nasal cavity, and then spread to her eyes. Her eyes were instantly stained red, and tears glistened in her eyes.

Wang Yan didn't dare to speak anymore, and she didn't dare to look at him, afraid that he would see him like this, Zhou Weiqiang didn't pay attention, and still looked at the passers-by, shaking her feet to pass the time.

It took him a while to realize that Wang Yan hadn't spoken, so he looked back at her, his eyes still a little red.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"Ah, I didn't, I didn't cry." She quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes and smiled a little.

"I drank all the chicken soup today, and I swallowed all the chicken."

"It's not this, you just like talking nonsense." Wang Yan patted his arm.

"Hey, it's right to smile."

The sky was getting darker, the pedestrians on the road were less and less, and the vehicles on the road were also sparse. Under the cover of night, the lights were just coming on, and the two sat and chatted like this for an hour or two before Wang Yan suggested finding a place to eat.

Zhou Weiqiang stopped a car and came to a five-star hotel. Wang Yan refused to go in, saying it was too wasteful.Zhou Weiqiang pulled her in with all his strength.

The two walked to the front desk, and the waiter looked at Zhou Weiqiang's attire, quite disdainful.

In his eyes, he was still wearing Ling Yueer's Garfield pajamas and a pair of rotten slippers on his feet. He really looked like someone who couldn't afford it.He took out a wad of cash from his pocket, five hundred tips per person.

The waiters immediately evolved into super-evolved, nodding and bowing their heads, opening boxes and ordering food, serving them with great obedience and obedience.

Zhou Weiqiang took Wang Yan to find the box where Huakai Fugui was, and it was a bit extravagant and inconvenient for the two of them to occupy such a large room.So he temporarily added a small table for Lang Man in the box, and the two of them sat in front of the small table.

After eating for a while, Wang Yan felt even more uncomfortable, and asked to have a few drinks with Zhou Weiqiang. Zhou Weiqiang was injured and could not drink, but the senior sister asked, so he could only accompany him, so he ordered a bottle of foreign wine, and did not dare to drink more Drink, but Wang Yan drank it all in one gulp, very bold.

"Sister, slow down, this is very strong."

"It's okay, come again." She picked up the glass and toasted Zhou Weiqiang again. Zhou Weiqiang had to take another sip, and Wang Yan drank it down again.

Zhou Weiqiang smiled awkwardly, but Wang Yan was out of control. She drank four or five glasses of strong wine, her face was covered with red glow, her eyes were blood red, and she became dizzy.

Zhou Weiqiang pulled her back, was opened by her again, and drank the wine as before. At first, he kept silent, but when he drank too much, he started talking nonsense, "You don't want it, brother, don't you, brother, why, ah" Crying and laughing at the same time, he completely lost his usual upright and skillful appearance.