After everyone else left, Levi moved a chair, placed it in front of Weize, and sat down.

She didn't say anything, but just took out a Marlboro that she often sucked from her bag, ignited it and took a deep breath.

The toy factory in the night seemed particularly quiet.

"Uh, have you forgotten something important?" After waiting for a while, Guard Ze had to remind him.

"for example?"

"For example... put me down first?" Wei Ze tentatively tentatively.

"No." Levi flatly refused, "I found that there was something wrong with my previous policy of treating you. If you caused trouble, I would help you wipe your butt. This is the case every time. This leads to you only going to cause trouble everywhere and never caring about other people's feelings. In the past, you were strong enough and could always get rid of danger, but now you are no longer the white wolf of the past, so this time I have to make sure you get enough lessons."

"Levi, you're too fussy." Wei Ze laughed dryly, "It's just two naughty kids who like to play tricks. I've already planned to fight back. Well, even if you and your newly adopted little puppy don't come, I won't have any trouble."

"Is that so, how do you plan to get out of trouble?" Levi spitted out a smoke ring and said coldly.

"Uh......I decided to keep my escape plan secret temporarily. After all, I just saw you bringing a strong competitor. I have to leave two tricks at the bottom, right?"

"Don't be stupid. You are not of the same magnitude now. Where does the competition come from between C and E?" Levi shook his head.

"You are discriminating against the elderly!" Weize protested.

Levi was too lazy to refute someone anymore, so she opened her handbag, took out a small ivory pistol from it, and stuffed it directly into Weize's tied hands.

"What?" the latter said curiously.

"Help you, have you seen the winch above?" Levi pointed to the top of the crane. "You can get out of the trap by shooting the sliding line in the middle. For you six years ago, it was something you could do with your eyes closed."

"This kind of thing is a good thing for me now." Wei Zehao said angrily. As he said, he raised his arm and aimed at the sliding line that was only the thickness of a little finger. However, his movement lasted for less than half a second, and his fingers began to tremble involuntarily, and the muzzle swayed along.

The shaking range is not large, and it is impossible to tell if you don't even look carefully.

But it is deadly enough for a person who relies on guns to make a living.

Sweat oozed from Weize's forehead. He put down the ivory pistol in his hand, adjusted his somewhat disordered breathing before lifting it up again, but this time, the spear head swayed even more violently.

Wei Ze didn't believe in evil, and raised his pistol again and again. Levi, who was beside him, seemed to be unable to bear to look anymore, and quietly turned her head. What she was doing now was extremely cruel, and she wanted to destroy the last trace of fantasy and pride that remained in a man's heart.

But this is something she had to do, or only real friends would do.

Because of that great injury, Weize now has no strength as he used to be, but he himself refused to accept such facts and was still immersed in the glory of the past, like a green plant that left the sun. What awaits him in this way is the fate that gradually witheres in the dark.

"Specificity7     tremor, a very rare brain disease, the sequelae of that major injury." Levi shook off the ashes of cigarette butts.

Sweat flowed into Weize's eyes, irritating the mucosa and causing a burning sensation, making the latter's vision blur. Weize squeezed out a bitter smile, "Vivi, I don't really want to talk about this now."

His begging reminded the female agent of the stray dog ​​standing next to the trash can downstairs on a rainy day, with wet hair sticking to her body.

But this time, Levi decided to make up, so she continued, "Your situation was very serious at that time. The medical team tried its best to pull you back from the vein of death, but the price was that your cerebellum-olive nuclear circuit was damaged, the central oscillator was enhanced by peripheral reflexes, and the neuron discharge was abnormal. Fortunately, this tremor would not affect your daily life. It would only be more obvious when you hold a gun."

Levi reached out and wanted to take the ivory pistol from Weize's hand, but found that the latter had no intention of letting go, and still held the handle of the gun tightly.

"We found many powerful medical experts afterwards, but unfortunately, with the existing medical conditions, there is no effective treatment, Weize," the female agent squatted down, looked into the man's eyes, and said in an unprecedentedly serious tone.

"Whether you admit it or not, the story of the White Wolf has ended, but our life will continue. As an old friend of more than ten years, I don't want to see you being meaninglessly killed by such a fool and gangster in such an abandoned factory. Maybe you think this is fun, but have you ever considered other people's feelings? I don't want to be the person who signed your corpse recognition list.

"So I beg you to cheer up my mother up! Take some spirit, your life is not a black humorous scene. If you don't want to be a bounty hunter, I can find other jobs for you, but promise me, Weize, let go, from today, don't torture yourself anymore, just let everything in the past pass, raise your head and look forward, you are only twenty-eight years old, and the road ahead is still long."

Weize didn't say anything, and after a moment he sucked his nose twice.

"Is it because I got my brain congested by the hang, or is it that your breasts really become bigger?"

"Fuck!" The female agent finally couldn't help but swear, stood up and walked out angrily, stepping on the ground with high heels, as if she was about to stomp the concrete floor. Lavi swears in her heart that she would be a slut if she cares about this bastard's life or death in the future.

However, when she walked to the door, the man's voice came from behind her.

"I'm still as angry as ever," Wei Ze smiled bitterly, "I'm all the bosses of a firm. I'm pointing at you for dinner, can't I change it? I didn't reject your heart-warming proposal, but I'm still brewing the beginning, thinking about how to give in and give in a little bit of face later. Do you have to kneel in front of you and admit your mistake with a snot and tears?"

"When will it be my turn to run a firm? Don't forget who was the bounty hunter with the highest commission amount in District 7 six years ago." Levi walked back with a squinted eyes, picked up a 160mm scalpel from the pile of torture instruments, stepped on the folding stool, and cut the rope on Weize's feet.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this kind of thing a little more merit?"

As soon as Wei Ze finished speaking, the bondage on his ankle suddenly disappeared. His body fell straight under the influence of gravity, and his head hit the ground first.

"Hiss~~This is a private revenge. Under normal circumstances, you should cut the rope on your hands first."

"Stop talking nonsense," Levi stuffed the scalpel into Weize's hand. "Come to my office tomorrow at 11:00 am. In addition, I will return your credit point of more than 700 later to your card, so that you can deal with this period first, but the money will still be paid back."

"Hey," Weize called out to Levi who walked outside the factory gate and whispered, "Thank you."

The latter paused and said nothing. Half a minute later, the red Mustang disappeared into the night, as if it had never appeared before.
Chapter completed!