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    date="2021-01-03"

    title="Chapter 149 How to Kill a Giant Baby 21 "

    weight="115244"

    series = ["Undying Patient"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Of course Su Jinzhi knew that Huai Zhou was not a good person. Huai Zhou wanted to kill him when they first met, but didn't he not kill him in the end? So Su Jinzhi pretended not to understand Bart's words: "But Dad, Huai is very good to me."

    "He just wants to use you!" Bart felt a headache for his son's stubbornness, and gradually became irritable because of his obsession. "Do you remember the killer who came to kill you? You hang Huaihuaihuai all day long. By the way, do you know who he is?! He is the killer! What do you think you are doing now? Are you dating or playing? He will kill one day sooner or later—"

    "I know." Su Jinzhi didn't wait for Bart to finish and interrupted him. He moved a few steps back while holding his little luggage, but his voice was firm, "I know that Huai is that person, I remember him His eyes are very beautiful."

    As soon as Su Jinzhi's voice fell, Bart was stunned. His face still maintained a grumpy and angry expression, but after hearing Su Jinzhi's answer, he didn't know what expression to put on, so his face was a bit hideous and distorted. He asked incredulously again: "You said, do you remember him?"

    "Yeah." Su Jinzhi nodded and emphasized again, "His eyes are very special, I remember."

    Bart knew how good the boy’s memory was. He would never forget something he had seen once. So after the accident that day, he actually wanted to ask the boy if he remembered certain characteristics of the killer. But the boy said nothing.

    Bart thought he was terrified, and he didn't see the assassin's appearance at all, and didn't know what characteristics he had. As a result, he not only remembered the person clearly, but still didn't say anything when the person appeared again. Just a compliment, his eyes are very beautiful.

    Huai Zhou’s gray eyes were so obvious. Even if Su Jinzhi mentioned him, Bart could quickly figure out Huai Zhou’s true identity as a killer. However, if someone wanted to kill him, Su Jinzhi himself cleaned his neck. What else can Bart say so that the man can put the knife on his neck?

    He took a deep breath and tried to be patient and explained to Su Jinzhi: "He is a killer, he is here to kill you, Jimmy."

    "But he didn't kill me, Huai liked me very much." Su Jinzhi continued to show his affection, "I also like Huai very much."

    "He likes you?"

    Will a killer fall in love with his mission goal?

    Bart feels that either he has heard it wrong or his son has Stockholm syndrome, because no normal person will fall in love with someone who wants to kill himself, except for patients with Stockholm syndrome.

    Huai Zhou didn’t kill Jimmy, it might be because he really liked Jimmy, but Bart would never allow Jimmy to like a killer, nor would he let them be together: "Jimmy, you heard from Dad that you are sick. Dad first Will you take you home?"

    Bart stretched out his right hand towards Su Jinzhi, pressed his voice to the gentlest and most amiable tone, and put on a fatherly appearance. To be honest, this was a bit deceptive.

    Su Jinzhi only glanced at him, then shook his head without thinking.

    "Go back with Dad!" Seeing that he was disobedient, Bart frowned. He stopped pretending to be a father, and walked towards Su Jinzhi with a roar, trying to drag him into the car forcibly.

    How can Su Jinzhi stand still and catch him? Seeing Bart start to move, he was faster, and ran into the hotel with his little luggage spreading his legs.

    Seeing that he wanted to escape, Bart didn't care if his bodyguards followed up, so he ran to the hotel with Su Jinzhi.

    "Jimmy! Stop for me!"

    Although Su Jinzhi is younger than Bart, his body is a soft giant baby. The most energy-consuming exercise is swimming with Huai Zhou, so he can't run Bart at all. He was dragged by Bart before he walked a few steps. Holds his arm.

    Bart's temper is inherently bad, and his gentle and amiable appearance is only because Su Jinzhi is obedient and won't annoy him.

    But Su Jinzhi rebelled against him again and again today, and has wiped out Bart’s patience. So after he grabbed Su Jin, he immediately raised his hand and slapped him, making Su Jinzhi dizzy. Can hear huge tinnitus.

    "Do you still want to run?!" Bart grabbed Su Jinzhi by the collar, with a cold tone, "Is it because Dad is so kind to you on weekdays that you dare to be disobedient?"

    Bart's hand strength is not small, Su Jinzhi's body is thin and tender. With such a heavy slap, his face is swollen almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corners of his mouth are also broken, overflowing with blood. Just stick to the corner of the mouth.

    "Woo..." Su Jinzhi felt that he might be disfigured, because the half of his face he was beaten was like being brushed with chili oil and roasted on the fire. The pain was so hot that he burst into tears.

    Su Jinzhi actually didn't want to cry, but don't know if it's because this body is used to crying or the natural lacrimal glands are well developed. After a few drops of tears flow out, it will be like a flood, and it can't stop.

    "Dad told you to be obedient." Fortunately, Bart also knows that his son is a giant baby. He needs a pacifier to coax him when he cries, and he doesn’t know it will take a few days before he is coaxed to be happy. When he opened and opened, half coaxing and half threatening, he wanted to say something to Su Jinzhi, but he felt a hard and cold thing against the back of his head.

    In the next moment, the "click" sound of the pistol was loaded in his ears. The sound was very soft, but no one would ignore it.

    "Long time no see, Mr. Bart."

    Huai Zhou just asked hello, but didn't say anything beside him. His voice is as cold as ever, like his gray eyes, like a handful of winter snow, without a trace of temperature, so it is hard to imagine anyone would give such a pair of eyes "beautiful" evaluation.

    Bart was stunned for a few seconds, then released the hands that held Su Jinzhi's arms, and gradually raised his head to make a gesture of surrender. Then, he saw Huai Zhou gently curl his lips, his deep gray eyes. It's like bringing some mocking emotions, as if there is nothing, but the disdain of his voice is real: "Mr. Bart, you think... relying on your trash subordinates, I couldn't look at me when I was in the castle, can you find me now?"

    As soon as Huai Zhou said these words, Bart knew that he might have fallen into a trap, a trap set up specifically for him. Perhaps Huai Zhou's target was not Jimmy, but him.

    When he first arrived here, he had not checked the situation of the hotel, because he saw the teenager outside, and his subordinates told him that he saw Huai Zhou driving away in a black car, so he divided a group of them. The subordinate goes down to chase Huaizhou, and I take advantage of this time to take away the young man.

    But now it seems that Huai Zhou didn't immediately, and there was no one in this hotel. He didn't know if he was killed by him or locked in a certain place, and the group of subordinates he sent out never came back.

    During this period of time, Bart’s mind returned to many conjectures. He suddenly regretted that he had gone out to find Jimmy’s trail so much. Huai Zhou was right. Since he has the ability to kill people in the castle, he can still Escape without a trace, how could they find the path he took Jimmy away so easily?

    Huai Zhou obviously used Jimmy as bait and dug a big hole in front of him, waiting for him to jump down!

    "... Huai?" Su Jinzhi was also bewildered by Huai Zhou's series of actions, and called Huai Zhou in a daze.

    The voice of some doubts and some fear came from the teenager, attracting the eyes of the two people who were at a standstill. But Huai Zhou just glanced at him, and then moved his gaze away coldly. He couldn't tell at all that he was the person in the boy's mouth that liked him very much.

    Bart’s bodyguards had already arrived at the hotel’s gate. Just as they were about to step into the hotel, Huai Zhou put down the pistol on Bart’s head, fired a shot at the door, and reloaded the rack. At Bart's temple.

    The whole action takes less than three seconds.

    The bodyguards suddenly stopped and dared not go forward, all of them squeezed outside the door.

    "What do you want?" Bart knew that he might not be able to leave today, and the bodyguards couldn't rush to rescue him. After thinking about it, Bart said directly, "How much did that person give you to kill me?" I pay ten times to buy my own life, or you want something else."

    Huai Zhou didn't move his hand while holding the gun, he didn't even blink.

    Bart took a deep breath and emphasized again: "Anything is fine."

    "Anything is okay?" Huai Zhou chuckled softly, and asked intentionally.

    "Yes." Since Bart has made such a promise, he thinks he knows what Huai Zhou wants. The only thing that the person who hired Huai Zhou to kill him can give Huai Zhou is money, and he can do the same. Yes, there are other things for Huai Zhou.

    For example, his son, a tender and beautiful boy.

    He didn't miss the hickey mark on Jimmy's neck. It was obvious that the two of them liked more than just verbal meaning.

    He could give Huai Zhou more and better things, and he had no reason to refuse.

    And Huai Zhou also seemed to think his proposal was very good, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "Can I want Jimmy?"

    The boy seemed to have finally reacted at this time, what his father was saying, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Bart in a daze: "...Dad?"

    Bart did not look at him, and gritted his teeth affirmatively: "Yes."

    "Let me go, Jimmy will give it to you."

    "But I just heard, Mr. Bart, you said you want to take him home." Huai Zhou calmly held up his gun, mocking Bart coldly.

    Bart said with a cold face: "I have more than a dozen sons, if it weren't for his good heads, I need to raise such an idiot?"

    Su Jinzhi's eyes became even redder when he heard this—annoyed, if it weren't for the purpose of maintaining the character, he wanted to go up and give Bart a mouth, but everyone present thought he was wronged and sad.

    "Yes." Huai Zhou nodded as if he was following Bart's words. However, after the next second, he changed his conversation and even changed his name to Su Jinzhi. "But Xiaoge was originally me. Yes, do I need Mr. Bart for you?"

    Huai Zhou raised his left hand, which had been hanging beside him, smiled and waved to Su Jinzhi: "Xiaoge, come here."

    So Bart saw the unfilial son who had just spoken good and bad things with him countless times and couldn't coax him away, holding his little luggage bag like a little milk dog, and gave him a grievous look. Da Da Da ran behind Huai Zhou and hugged one of his arms.

    Bart took a mouthful of blood in his throat and almost didn't squirt it out, and finally broke the jar and said angrily: "If you kill me, you don't want to leave today!"

    Huai Zhou curled his lips and didn't speak, and kicked Bart's leg with his foot, motioning him to go to the inner courtyard of the hotel.

    The hotel’s inner courtyard has been emptied. Only a black jeep was parked. It was near the back door. Bart knew that Huai Zhou was about to leave here. Will he be shot in the head for a while? Without the hostages, it would be more difficult for him to leave safely.

    But even if Huai Zhou had him as a hostage in his hands, it would not be easy for him to leave safely.

    Because his Jimmy couldn't drive, and Huai Zhou couldn't trust him with the steering wheel, so he could only drive by himself.

    After discovering that Huai Zhou could not leave and could not get rid of his situation, Bart began to relax a little, yin and Yang laughed at Huai Zhou strangely: "Jimmy can't drive, how do you leave?"

    However, Huai Zhou seemed to have expected everything a long time ago, frowning slightly, looking at Bart like an unbehaved toy, and smiled helplessly: "Of course I know that Xiaoge can't drive, so I must drive the car. what."

    Bart was stunned, suddenly he had an absurd guess in his head: "Then you..."

    Sure enough, he saw the gray-eyed killer in the next moment, the corners of his lips curled deeper, his eyes seemed to be filled with sickly dark light, and he smiled and looked at the boy: "And Xiaoge, help me raise the gun. "

    Don't say Bart was shocked when he heard this, Su Jinzhi himself stayed for a long time.

    And Huai Zhou had lightly held his right hand and led him to grab the revolver, just like a veteran gunman taught his apprentice to shoot for the first time, guiding Su Jinzhi step by step to hold the revolver tightly. , Put your index finger on the trigger.

    "Xiaoge is very clever. You can see it once, right?" The revolver was quickly transferred from Huai Zhou's hand to Su Jinzhi's hand. After the boy fully grasped the pistol, Huai Zhou moved back gently. After a step, he stood behind the boy, put his arms around his shoulders, closed his eyes and gently kissed his earlobes, as if he were a reward, "Xiaoge is really amazing."

    It's just that the boy had never held a gun before, and when he held it, he would definitely not be as secure as a man, but would involuntarily tremble slightly, making it feel like he would accidentally press the trigger the next moment.

    "Huai Zhou, you're crazy..." Bart could no longer remain indifferent, his voice trembled a bit, his eyes widened and he looked straight ahead.

    "If I were you, I would find a way to coax Xiaoge." Huai Zhou raised his head from the side of Su Jinzhi's neck and said in a cold voice, but when he spoke to the boy, his tone became gentle again, "Come, Xiaoge, let's get in the car first."

    With that said, he personally opened the door of the back seat, gently supported Su Jinzhi on the seat, and stared at Bart getting into the car.

    During Bart's movements, his hands and feet kept trembling, for fear that the boy would wipe the gun and get out of the fire, but Huai Zhou didn't know if it was intentional. He laughed and said, "Xiaoge, be careful, this gun is already loaded and there is no insurance. bolt."

    Bart heard the words, his face became more ugly, and his movements were slower and more careful.

    Huai Zhou waited for them to get in the car, took the small luggage Su Jinzhi had just been holding, took out a blue pacifier from it and stuffed it into Su Jinzhi’s mouth, and wiped his eyelashes. With tears hanging, he kissed Bart's swollen face again, frowned and coaxed softly: "Xiaoge will bear it first, and when I get to the destination, I will rub your medicine, okay? "

    Su Jinzhi nodded obediently with a pacifier in his mouth.

    Huai Zhou stretched his eyebrows, kissed his eyelids with a smile, and then went to the driver's seat to start the car.

    Bart looked at the movements of the two of them, unable to say a word, only his undulating chest showed that he was in a bad mood. Huai Zhou smiled at him from the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator and walked through the back door of the hotel.

    "Jimmy, dad missed you a lot during this time. You ran away secretly, dad is very angry, just hit you just now."

    "Dad didn't mean it. Dad was just too angry. You haven't beaten you since you were a kid. Dad loves you very much."

    Along the way, Bart was playing family cards, trying to persuade Su Jinzhi to put down the gun. It would be better to pass the gun to him so that they could control Huai Zhou in the driver's seat together.

    But Su Jinzhi listened to him quietly without any reaction, and Huai Zhou just smiled at what he said, holding the steering wheel calmly, as if he was in control. Finally, when he said that his mouth was a little dry, Huai Zhou said, but instead of telling him, he said to the young man: "Xiao Ge, you can change your hand if you feel sore."

    "Well." The boy made a vague voice with his pacifier in his mouth. He couldn't hear anything, but he could roughly guess that his answer should be "not sour".

    Bart's expression was so ugly, he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Huai Zhou took his son to make him be so obedient?

    After confirming that the young man would not be persuaded by him, Bart gave up persuading him, and instead observed Huai Zhou.

    He wanted to find another place to put weapons on Huai Zhou. He didn't believe that Huai Zhou only had such a gun, and it was impossible to give his only weapon to the young man. He must still be on his body or in the car. Hid another gun somewhere.

    If he could snatch it...

    This road Bart has never been here. He is not like those of his men who have received special training, nor does he have the extraordinary memory of a young man to remember the route, but if he grabs a weapon, he should have a better chance of escape. He is also confident to support his subordinates to rush over.

    Bart was still thinking about how to escape, only to find that the speed of the car was gradually slowing down because they encountered a fork.

    Huai Zhou parked the car to the center of the fork and said, "Xiao Ge, you know the next place we are going, where should we turn now?"

    The boy did not hesitate, raised his hand and pointed directly to the right.

    However, Huai Zhou did not drive the car over immediately. He sat in the front seat in silence with his head down, no one could see the expression on his face. A few seconds later, he suddenly let out a low laugh: "Haha... "

    Both Bart and Su Jinzhi looked at him, and Huai Zhou's laughter became louder and louder. Finally, he raised his head and turned his body to look at the two people in the back seat.

    His eye sockets were a little red, and he seemed to be laughing with tears. There seemed to be layers of water on the surface of those dark gray eyes, which were indeed very beautiful in the bright daylight.

    "Why are you so obedient?" His Adam's apple moved up and down, as if sighing, and as if talking to himself, and muttered in a low voice, "You listen to what I say..."

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