Chapter 444

A bullet with some sparks in it, like the scythe of death, took away Guo Jin's life.

Guo Jin, on the other hand, fell from mid-air with a look of astonishment.

Du Cheng was indeed in front of him, but what Guo Jin didn't expect was that Du Cheng was not within the eight meters he had estimated, but twenty meters away.

Under the cover of the dark night, and Du Cheng was dressed in black, it was impossible for Guo Jin to lock Du Cheng in the first place.

However, Du Cheng had already locked Guo Jin. At the moment Guo Jin flew into the air, Du Cheng also buckled the trigger, and Guo Jin in midair had no chance to dodge.

However, Du Cheng's face was not very good-looking. Fortunately, he was more cautious and knew that Guo Jin would definitely use black tricks. Therefore, Du Cheng deliberately spoke to Guo Jin to create an illusion. Chenggen didn't have the confidence to avoid the power of the shotgun.

If he was hit at such a close range, Du Cheng believed that he would definitely not feel well.

Guo Jin fell to the ground directly, his consciousness did not dissipate immediately, his eyes were full of endless unwillingness.

He didn't expect that he would fail in such a tight deployment, and the other party would use such a strange way to kill himself and the entire mercenary team.

It's just that he is already powerless, his pupils have begun to slowly slacken, and the gates of hell are already waving to him.

"Du Cheng, even if I die, I won't make it easier for you. Don't think that you will be safe and sound if I die. One day, you will regret it..."

These were the last words that flashed through Guo Jin's mind before he lost consciousness, and even after he died, there was still a bit of ferocity and viciousness looming on his face.

Looking at Guo Jin's obviously strange face after his death, Du Cheng's expression did not completely relax.

Because this is not the look that Du Cheng imagined Guo Jin should have, there is something else besides unwillingness.

But no matter what, Guo Jin was dead. Although Du Cheng was careful, the most obvious thorn in his heart was pulled out. For Du Cheng, the harvest tonight was undoubtedly very great.

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Half an hour later, several police cars roared up. After Du Cheng showed the other party the certificate of the Security Bureau, the matter was handed over to the police.

With the identity of the Security Bureau, coupled with Guo Jin's iron-mounted witnesses, there is no difficulty in handling this matter. Those arms alone are enough to cheat them.

So Du Cheng didn't pay attention to anything, but drove back to the urban area of ​​City F with Han Zhiqi.

Along the way, Han Zhiqi didn't say anything, but her face was slightly pale, obviously she hadn't recovered from the shock.

In other words, no matter how Han Zhiqi looked at it, he couldn't see that Du Cheng looked like he had just shot and killed eight enemies, and there was no surprise on Du Cheng's face at all. Like eight ants dead.

Du Cheng knew that Han Zhiqi needed time to digest, so he didn't say anything. Naturally, there was silence along the way.

The car quickly stopped outside the gate of the Exhibition Hotel. Du Cheng stopped slowly outside the gate, not intending to drive in.

"Du Cheng, I'm a little scared..."

Han Zhiqi didn't get out of the car either, and after a while, she said to Du Cheng timidly.

After all, it was the first time I saw dead people, and there were eight of them, all of whom were shot in the head. Han Zhiqi was just a girl, so it's normal to be afraid.

"How about I stay with you for a while, and I'll leave when you fall asleep at night." Du Cheng thought for a while, then said softly.

"En." Han Zhiqi nodded lightly, but her face was a little more shy.

Du Cheng didn't mean to go up with Han Zhiqi, but said: "You go up first, I'll go shopping, and I'll come to you after the meeting."

"Um."

Han Zhiqi responded again, then pushed open the door and walked into the hotel.

Du Cheng drove away directly.

However, Du Cheng did not lie, he did go shopping.

Although Han Zhiqi didn't say anything, Du Cheng knew that she must have been shocked. This matter happened because of himself, and Du Cheng was naturally responsible. Therefore, Du Cheng went directly to a Chinese medicine shop to buy some traditional Chinese medicine for Pingshen , and then went to a wine store to buy a bottle of red wine and some snacks, and then drove to the hotel.

Du Cheng went back and forth like this, but it took nearly half an hour. When Du Cheng arrived at the hotel, Han Zhiqi was blowing her hair after taking a shower. When she opened the door for Du Cheng, her long hair was still Obviously a little wet, and exuding a faint fragrance, coupled with the delicate embroidered nightgown on her body and the bright red pretty face, it constitutes a scene that is full of temptation for any man scene.

Fortunately, Du Cheng's concentration was extraordinary, and after a slight smile, he entered the room with Han Zhiqi, and said, "Dry your hair first, and I'll fry some Chinese medicine. You can drink it at night, and you'll sleep better."

Seeing Du Cheng's carefulness, Han Zhiqi's expression was obviously taken aback, and then her pretty face lowered a little, she didn't know what was thinking in her heart, but she still said with her head down: "It's okay , I've blown it up."

Although there is still some humidity, the temperature in the room is pleasant, and it will dry after a while. Han Zhiqi doesn't need to blow it any more. On the contrary, it will affect the quality of the hair if it is blown again.

Seeing Han Zhiqi like this, Du Cheng didn't say much, but walked directly towards the kitchen.

This is the presidential suite, so everything is naturally there.

Han Zhiqi also followed Du Cheng into the kitchen, then sat on a chair and watched Du Cheng wash the Chinese medicine, put the Chinese medicine on the stove to boil, and fry it slowly on a low fire.

During the whole process, Han Zhiqi didn't look away, and there was something obvious in her eyes.

Du Cheng can naturally feel Han Zhiqi's strange expression, but he deliberately avoided Han Zhiqi's gaze, but took out two hotels and walked towards Han Zhiqi's place: "Drink some bars, you can relax your mind .”

As he spoke, Du Cheng opened the cork and poured half a glass of red wine for both him and Han Zhiqi.

"Du Cheng, there is one thing, can you tell me?"

Han Zhiqi took a sip of the red wine, and finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most, a question she had never dared to ask.

"What is it?" Du Cheng vaguely guessed something, and did not refuse.

Han Zhiqi didn't speak, but got up and walked towards her room.

Just a moment later, Han Zhiqi took out a laptop from her room, and opened a video file.

As soon as the file was opened, a scene of familiar images appeared in front of Du Cheng's eyes. Immediately afterwards, the incomparably pleasing and beautiful piano sound also rang out slowly.

In the picture, Du Cheng, who was wearing a black tuxedo and a mask, was sitting in front of the piano. . .

Just looking at this video, Du Cheng knew what Han Zhiqi wanted to ask himself.

"Du Cheng, is this you?"

While looking at Du Cheng on the screen, Han Zhiqi asked Du Cheng nervously.

Du Cheng actually didn't know that his video is very popular in South Korea now, and this piano piece is even more popular in Korea. Han Zhiqi just looked at the video for the first time, and compared the man in the picture with Du Cheng. They are connected together, although wearing a mask, in Han Zhiqi's eyes, this man is very similar to Du Cheng.

"It's me." Du Cheng didn't hide it, because Han Zhiqi should know everything he should know.

Listening to Du Cheng's answer, Han Zhiqi's expression obviously became a little more sad.

Although she knew that Du Cheng already belonged to her when she was in Japan, but after confirming it, Han Zhiqi found it difficult to accept it. Most importantly, that woman made Han Zhiqi feel powerless.

"Du Cheng, Gu Sixin is your girlfriend, right?" Han Zhiqi continued to ask, but she already knew the answer.

Du Cheng nodded lightly, since there was no concealment in front, naturally Du Cheng would not conceal anything about this.

Han Zhiqi's expression became even more gloomy, and her eyes became a little dazed. Unknowingly, she stretched out her hand to the wine glass, and then drank it lightly. Most of the glass of wine was drunk.

Du Cheng didn't say anything, Du Cheng would not deceive anything, because that was something he was not ashamed of, he just stretched out his hand and closed the notebook, and the sound of the music also stopped suddenly.

The tranquil air seemed a little weird at this moment.

Han Zhiqi just sat there in a daze, and the eyes that were originally like a window to the soul seemed to have lost some of their brilliance, and even felt a little empty, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Du Cheng glanced at Han Zhiqi first, then sighed in his heart, and then turned his gaze to the porcelain pot with the faint sound of boiling water.

This kind of traditional Chinese medicine generally needs to be fried for more than ten minutes, and it must not be cooked in a short time.

Everyone has the right to choose. In this regard, although Du Cheng is no longer under his control, Du Cheng still hopes that Han Zhiqi can make Han Zhiqi's choice. If Han Zhiqi chooses to give up, Du Cheng will not stop or To keep or something.

Because compared to Han Zhiqi's giving up, Han Zhiqi's persistence made it more difficult for Du Cheng to choose, because Du Cheng was not a cruel person in this regard.

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