"Ajian, are you wrong? Let him shoot me?!" Lei Luo pointed at the "Sharpshooter" revolver in surprise and said to Shi Zhijian.

Shi Zhijian looked around: "Luo Ge, whisper, this is a secret!"

"Secret, you are so tall! Are you going to ejaculate me, and you still ask me to keep it a secret for you? Besides, this is the principal's office of Huang Zhukeng Police Academy. No one dares to come in without my order!"

"I just explained to you that this is a bitter plan! As long as he ejaculates you, it will arouse the sympathy of the people and defeat the ghost Smith to win a seat in the parliamentary!" Shi Zhijian explained.

Lei Luo rolled his eyes, "But this bitter plan is too dangerous! Ajian, it's not that I'm timid and afraid of things. I'm so old, I haven't seen any dangerous situations before, but you... can't play tricks!"

"Of course it's not a joke. I personally invited him from Macau. His marksmanship is very accurate!"

“How accurate is it?”

"You ask him!"

"How accurate are you?" Lei Luo asked the revolver.

The revolver scratched his head: "Seventy or eighty percent!"

"Seventy or eighty percent?" Lei Luo widened his eyes, "What about two or three percent left?"

The revolver sneered: "Of course I missed the shot!"

Lei Luo: "You can still laugh if you miss the shot?"

The revolver shrugged: "There is no way, at worst, I will help them burn multiple ingots candles on Qingming Festival!"

Lei Luo wanted to kick the revolver to death, so he turned around and said to Shi Zhijian: "Ajian, I don't think it's safe!"

Shi Zhijian spread his hands: "Then what else do you have?"

Leilo held his chin, pondered for a moment, and slapped his hands suddenly and said, "I have a way!"

"What's the solution?"

"Let him cum!"

"Cum?" Shi Zhijian pointed at his nose.

"Yes, when I was giving a speech, a sudden riot occurred. You bravely protected me and let him shoot you! Then, as your boss, what should I do? Of course I have to avenge you! Just like in the movie, you lie in the hospital and pretend to be dead, I ran out indignation and gathered the people, rose up, and fucked those ghost guys to death! They had to recommend me as a member of parliament. Look, my idea has its beginning, end, front and back, and it is simply convex and convex! Is it beautiful or not?"

Shi Zhijian nodded: "Jing--Jing--You big-headed ghost! Do you think those ghost guys are fools? Do you think those media reporters are all in the head? It's okay for me to be shot on your behalf. Even if I really die, it's okay. Let me, Shi Zhijian, be on you Lei Luoyi, and be in trouble with you--"

"Ajian, why do I feel like you are praising yourself in disguise?"

"We will talk about this later! The key point is that I cannot represent you, and the sympathy of the people cannot meet that kind of thrilling blood! In a word, it's useless!"

Lei Luo was distressed, and began to ponder with his chin again, and snapped his fingers again: "Yes, I have another idea, can you see it?"

"What's the idea?"

"As for acting, you don't have to be so real! Let him shoot me with a real gun. If his skills are too bad, or he is distracted when shooting me, then I will be miserable! To be safe, we can use the special effects in the movie instead! I know that in the gun battle in the ghost movie, I will install a blood bag - I will stuff my blood bag, and it will explode when the time comes, how beautiful?!"

Shi Zhijian smiled: "Please, boss, don't play with me anymore! We will go to the hospital and ask the doctor to check if you put your blood bag? Then all Hong Kong knows that Luo Ge is the best actor! Even if we bribed the doctor, what about Smith and other ghost guys? Wouldn't you investigate? As long as it is fake, it will be revealed that bankruptcy will be revealed sooner or later. When you are finished, I am finished, and we will all be done together!"

When Lei Luo heard this, he looked confused: "Do you have to let this shot me?"

The revolver coughed next to him: "Brother Luo, I respect you so much! In addition, I have a name, my name is Revolver, you can also call me Revolver! I don't call him Puff, I'm shot, I'm the one who's fucked!"

Lei Luo was angry and pointed at the revolver's nose: "How many meanings? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"No, no!" The revolver waved his hand quickly, "I just want to show my backbone in front of Luo Ge! I heard that Luo Ge is very fond of people with backbone!"

Lei Luo was still angry, Shi Zhijian pulled him aside: "Brother Luo, if it were me, I would definitely be polite to him now!"

"What?"

"For him not to shoot!"

Lei Luo was covered in cold sweat and immediately walked over to hold the revolver's hand: "To be honest, I was testing you just now! I like people with backbone! I like you!"

The revolver smiled: "Thank you, Luo Ge, for your praise! You have always been my idol!"

Lei Luosong breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Shi Zhijian: "Is this the only way?"

Shi Zhijian comforted him: "Don't worry, Brother Luo, I have arranged everything!"

As he spoke, Shi Zhijian walked aside and took a bag over, "Brother Luo, what do you think this is?"

"What the hell?" Lei Luo saw Shi Zhijian take out a vest from the bag!

"Body vest!" Shi Zhijian said, "This is what I specially got from the Americans - the LV in the body vest!"

"LV in the bulletproof vest? What is that?"

"Or bulletproof vest!"

Lei Luo rolled his eyes: "Ajian, are you fooling me?"

The word "fool" was learned by Lei Luo from Shi Zhijian, and there are also "scumbags". For Lei Luo, Shi Zhijian is a new dictionary on the road.

"How could it be? I'll be in the same heart as you! Come on, let me see if it's beautiful?" Shi Zhijian handed the bulletproof vest to Lei Luo.

Lei Luo put on a frown.

Shi Zhijian held his chin and marveled at him: "Logo is really a handsome guy, he is so stylish when wearing anything!"

Lei Luo was sad: "But why do I feel like a gun target?"

"You are too stressed! Relax!" Shi Zhijian said, "Hey, look at your vital parts are basically protected by bulletproof vests. At that time, let the revolver shoot your arms or shoulders, as long as you see blood!"

Lei Luo browed and said, "No blood is seen, I'm going to scratch my skin, can I get it?"

At this time, the revolver gestured hard to Lei Luo's upper body.

"What are you doing?" Lei Luo asked him.

"Oh, I'm counting to cum around you?"

Lei Luo gasped Liu and turned around and asked Shi Zhijian: "Ajian, do you have a bulletproof helmet?"

"Do you think you are fighting? Do you have to drive a tank?"

"have to!"

"You're the one! Remember, you are my brother Luo, you are not afraid of death!"

"I'm not afraid of death! But I'll die as much as possible!"

"Don't worry, even if you die, you will be happy!"

"Then do I have to choose?"

"What do you think?"

"No choice!"

Gu Zhu

"As right! Come on, let me see how many handsome guys you have in your bulletproof vest?!"

...

Near Bailiqu Jazz Villa.

"Damn it! I hate this windy weather! I especially don't like the bleak fallen leaves and the dust and sand that are rolled up!" The director of the Land Bureau, the ghost man Smith, got out of the rickshaw with a big belly.

Unlike other ghosts, Smith especially likes to ride rickshaws in Hong Kong. It’s not that he is “environmentally friendly”, but because he thinks that riding rickshaws can show his high-ranking style! Also, when he sees those humble drivers pulling the cart desperately in front of him, he will feel inexplicably excited deep in his heart!

Smith is a typical racist!

He looked down on the Chinese! He thought that Hong Kong was the colony of their British Empire, so in his eyes, the Chinese were just low-ranking races, especially these rickshaw drivers, the most humble old oxen, who deserved to flatter him!

Smith got out of the car, took out his wallet from his arms, arrogantly clamped out a ten-dollar Hong Kong dollar with his fingers, and threw it over at will!

"This is car money, more rewards!" Smith said.

A gust of wind blows away the Hong Kong dollar!

The rickshaw driver hurriedly chased after him, and then bent over and picked it up, then turned around and bowed to Smith to thank him!

Smith sneered, this is the case with humble races. Give them a little sweetness and they want to kowtow to you...

Smith tidied up his windbreaker and carried his bloated body toward Sir Bailiqu's mansion.

When he arrived at the gate, Smith explained his purpose to the gatekeeper and was soon welcomed into it.

The ghost butler was wearing a tuxedo and raised his chin to greet him.

Smith had to explain his purpose again, and then, accompanied by the ghost butler, he walked through the garden and came to the independent leisure room in the villa area.

The ghost butler gently buckled the door with his hands wearing white gloves, "Master, I brought Mr. Smith!"

Smith rolled his eyes impatiently with his big belly, thinking that the jazz was very arrogant and had too many etiquettes.

"Please come in!"

"yes!"

The ghost butler opened the door and turned around and made an inviting position to Smith.

Smith nodded, walked in with her belly in her hands.

...
To be continued...