What Should I Do If I Open The Wrong Plug-In?

"Xiao Ma, I found a job, come and work with me!" Song Zihao handed Xiaoma a bottle of frozen soda.

The pony's eyes lit up and hurriedly asked, "What kind of work?"

"Drive a taxi!" Song Zihao laughed happily.

The pony was stunned for a moment, he picked up the soda, bit the cap of the soda bottle with his teeth, then blocked the mouth of the bottle with his mouth, and drank the whole bottle of soda.

The pony didn't speak, and Song Zihao didn't know what to say, the two were silent for a while.

"Brother Hao, do you know how I spent the past three years?" Xiaoma said suddenly.

"I'm sorry!" Song Zihao glanced guiltily at the lame foot of the pony.

"You didn't feel sorry for me. Friends are always helping each other." Xiaoma looked into Song Zihao's eyes and said sincerely, "For my friends, I don't even want to die."

"I know!" Song Zihao nodded, the friend Xiaoma not only said that, he also did the same.

"Brother Hao, you didn't forgive me, but you should know who is sorry for me and who made me like this." Xiaoma's eyes suddenly sharpened: "You know my character, I never owe anyone, and I will repay any kindness. , if you have revenge, you will avenge it, even if you risk your life, I have already done a good job in this matter, and I must do it to the end, and I will never show it to others."

"Xiao Ma, our time has passed, you can't fight against Tan Cheng." Song Zihao persuaded him, of course he knew that Xiaoma was not a broad-minded person.

The pony has been nailed to Tan Cheng's side for the past three years, and naturally he will not be humiliated by Tan Cheng just for being a dog.

"It's not me, it's us!" Xiaoma pointed at himself excitedly, and then pointed at Song Zihao: "Brother Hao, we two brothers have been partners for so many years, what kind of difficulties have we never encountered..."

"Xiao Ma, don't say it anymore." Song Zihao raised his hand to interrupt Xiao Ma's words: "I've been thinking a lot in prison for the past three years. I don't want to fight anymore, I just want to live an ordinary life."

Xiaoma looked at Song Zihao in disbelief. He couldn't understand why he turned a arrogant and hot-blooded man into an ordinary person who was willing to be ordinary.

"Understood!" Pony's face was full of disappointment, followed by pain. Although he didn't read much, he understood that he was gradually losing a best friend.

Song Zihao is no longer the Song Zihao he used to be.

The pony pointed to the colorful high-rise buildings across the Victoria Harbour.

"Brother Hao, look, there is everything we once had. It's like smoke in a blink of an eye. Such a beautiful thing is gone all of a sudden. I'm really not reconciled." The pony said and looked down. Take a look at the worn clothes on his body: "Tan Cheng took mine, I must take it back, there should be no reason for not repaying debts in this world."

"Xiao Ma, give it up, what if you kill Tan Cheng? What if you take him back to his place? It's not the same in the end, I'm worried every day." Song Zihao persuaded.

"I won't force my friend to do what he doesn't want to do." Xiaoma turned his head to the side, he didn't want Song Zihao to see the bloodshot in his eyes.

Song Zihao: "Pony, it's too late to stop now!"

"I can't take it back." The pony said affirmatively: "I waited for three years, I endured it for three years, what am I doing."

Xiaoma suddenly stopped and didn't want to continue talking, Song Zihao wanted to be a good person, he couldn't implicate his friends, he couldn't before, and he couldn't even more now.

"Brother Hao, I still have something to do, I won't send you off, we will—" Xiaoma said and choked, but he smiled and said, "We will meet less in the future, it will be good for everyone! "

Song Zihao: "Pony!"

The pony had turned and limped limping into a little house made of cardboard boxes.

Song Zihao knew that if Xiaoma didn't kill Tan Cheng, he would never be reconciled.

Why did it become like this? Song Zihao closed his eyes in pain, perhaps, they were wrong from the beginning.

If you choose the wrong way, no matter how you go, it will not be right.

......

Jian Huizhen was arranged by Li Er to do copywriting work. Li Er felt that Jian Huizhen's psychological quality was more suitable for a clerical job. As for Bo Annie's good apprentice, she had to learn from Li Er. The apprentice is too beautiful and annoying. Tired!

"Master, I have a gift for you! I wish Master a prosperous and prosperous official career!" Bai Anni said with a smile.

"It won't be a stone!" Lin Haiying made Li Er feel a shadow in his heart.

"Ah??" Bai Annie's delicate face froze for a moment: "What stone?"

Li Er breathed a sigh of relief, how could his apprentice be the same as that bastard Lin Haiying.

Bai Annie put an expensive-looking leather case on Li Er's desk.

"Give it to me?" Li Er frowned, why did he feel that this box was familiar.

"Of course, Master, open it up and take a look, I guarantee you'll like it!" Bai Anni smiled smugly.

password? Li Er was stunned, I'll go, isn't this the same box that holds the money?

Li Er: "Annie, what's the password?"

"It's my birthday, Master, you have to remember, 0606." Bai Annie said with wide eyes.

Li Er entered the password to open the box.

Inside the box is a full-body silver modified gun. I love it, it's really cool.

"Haha! Love it! I knew I must have picked the right one this time." Bai Anni proudly spoke to Li Er with her chin.

"Wait, Annie, is this gun illegal?" Li Er asked worriedly.

Bai Annie smiled and said, "Master, I asked for you. The specific kinetic energy of this gun does not exceed 20 joules, so it does not need to be registered."

Very caring apprentice.

"Really?" Li Er took the modified gun out of the box. He really didn't know the Hong Kong Island's standards for guns, but since Bai Annie made such an oath, there should be no problem.

"Tsk tsk--!" Li Er rubbed the modified gun in his mouth. The texture of this gun was so cool that it was even more comfortable than the modified gun of the Gun Club.

"Are there any bullets?" Li Er asked.

"No!" Bernie said with a sullen face. "They won't sell me bullets."

"It's okay, I'll just ask!" Li Er comforted.

"It's not cheap, is it?"

"It's cheap," said Bernie with wide eyes.

"How much is it cheap?"

"It's cheap, a hundred dollars?" Bernie rolled her eyes.

Li Er: "..."

"Did I say too low?" Bai Anni said in failure, covering her face.

"Nonsense!" Li Er squinted at Bo Anni, this modified gun is not a hundred-yuan grade at first glance.

"Okay! It's actually a thousand dollars," said Bernie.

Li Er let Bai Anni go, Bai Anni said it was low, Li Er didn't believe it, and said it was too high, Li Er was reluctant to go back and simply didn't ask.

Uh——, this is Li Er.

After Bai Annie went out, Li Er took out "Firearms Deconstruction", and taught himself how to disassemble and refit the modified gun according to the content in the book.

I don't know if it's because of time travel, or because of the superposition of the original Li Er's mental power. Li Er feels that his brain is very active now. After reading and pondering for more than an hour, he really taught himself to disassemble the modified gun. a bunch of parts.

"Master, it's almost time to get off work, will you go to gun practice today?" Bai Annie pushed open the door and came in and asked.

Li Er shook his head: "I have something to do today, let's do it another day!"

"Oh—!" Bai Annie rolled her eyes: "Master, do you want me to take you home? Let's drop by, and I have a car!"

"" Li Er smiled angrily: "Do you know where I live? You can drop by."

"You tell me now, I won't know." Bai Anne laughed.

In fact, Li Er had already booked a motorcycle, but the registration procedures had not yet been completed. Now he still takes the bus. Since Bai Annie has a car, it is better to take the free car once and save another dollar.

"Master, why are you looking at the taxis outside?" Bai Annie asked strangely, you don't even look at the beautiful women here, really.

"It's okay!" Li Er shook his head, he seemed to have arrived at Song Zihao.