Chapter Twelve Who Has the Problem?(2/2)
Zhou Ping sighed, threw out a thousand yuan in his pocket and spread it all over the floor.
"See me?"
The woman's tone was very tough.
"not enough?"
Zhou Ping looked at the 1,000 yuan on the ground:
"It's already a lot! Our salary is only more than 2,000."
"Did I say I want to rob money?"
"Is it a traitor?"
"Jie Se? Are you worthy?"
The robbery woman sneered: "If you don't look at what kind of virtue you look like!"
For some reason, Zhou Ping always felt that the tone and emphasis of the robbery woman seemed to have seen it somewhere.
He looked at Stephen and asked him with his eyes: Is it a prisoner I have met before?
Stephen shook his head.
Not a prisoner?
Who is that?
And at this time, the robbery woman said:
"Give me the box and let you go right away!"
Her direct purpose was exposed after it was exposed.
The three clearly realized that the other party was not an ordinary robber.
Zhou Ping and Stephen subconsciously placed their hands on the gun holster in the back, ready to pull the gun at any time.
"Don't move! I said I only want the box!"
"Who are you?"
Zhou Ping stared at the robbery woman vigilantly: "Do you know what's inside the box?"
The robbery woman said:
"have no idea!"
"Then you still have a disaster?"
"It looks good!"
Seeing the robbery woman, she said these three words with great certainty.
"ill!"
"ill!"
Zhou Ping and Zhu Qiang said together that he was sick.
The robbery woman lifted her bangs and showed her face.
What is surprising is that, in addition to being a little pale, this face is amazingly beautiful.
Even Stephen commented:
"Team leader, according to the beauty of the beauty on my side, Gu Qing can only count 80 points, and the person in front of him must count 95 points!"
The gap is very obvious.
Zhou Ping was even more confused at this moment.
What shocked him even more was the next scene.
She said she was sick and Zhu Qiang sneered: "You are really right, I am really sick!"
The skill of lifting the knife and falling.
Zhu Qiang's major artery was cut open.
This sudden action shocked Zhou Ping.
He raised his gun.
I still heard the threat of a woman:
"Don't move around. I'll cover him first!"
The woman covered Zhu Qiang's bleeding neck with one hand and pointed at the box with the other hand and said:
"Give you the box, you still have some time to save him!"
Impossible to give a box?
Even if he and Zhu Qiang have a good relationship.
Even at this moment, Zhu Qiang's eyes were actually pleading.
Zhou Ping won't give it.
Because nothing is more important than a mission.
Even if the other party threatens himself with Gu Qing at this moment.
He will still put the task first.
This is the elite of the shelter.
Everything is focused on tasks, and before tasks, life and death can only rank second.
He chose to shoot.
But unexpectedly, the woman avoided it.
That's not simply avoiding it.
She actually covered Zhu Qiang's neck with one hand and teleported for a short distance.
Although only twenty centimeters.
But it is enough to avoid the opponent's bullets.
"How is this possible?"
Just under Zhou Ping's incredible expression this time.
"Work together, is it so hard?"
The woman raised the dagger in her hand and slashed Zhu Qiang hard on the neck.
The dagger is short.
But it is enough to penetrate Zhu Qiang's neck.
......
There was an extra pool of blood on the ground.
One more corpse.
There is an extra soul that dies unexplainedly.
This era.
This planet.
This city.
No matter who you are...
No one knows when they will die?
How will he die?
You won't even know what the other party's purpose of killing you?
Chapter completed!