The heavy rain fell, and a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a thunderous sound came.

The raincoat slid off Yi Qingqian's head, her hair was wet, and she was still immersed in Qiu Sheng's words just now.

Everything is decided, and the man in front of her can predict everything.

Her chest was a little stuffy, and all kinds of feelings were intertwined, surprised, happy, fear, and confused...

"I'm lying to you." Qiu Sheng said.

"Ah?" Yi Qingqian asked in confusion.

"This is a capability that everyone has."

"No one is said, everyone has it!" Yi Qingqian retorted.

She relaxed and hurriedly put on her raincoat again.

"Everyone really has it. For example, do you know where this electric car will appear in the next second?"

"It must be ahead."

"That's right. You've made material predictions!"

"This is counted? It seems to be counted."

Because of the confusion, the girl's voice was slim.

The glutinous sound reached Qiu Sheng's ears and crossed his ear canals, making him feel itchy.

He now understands the word voice control. He wants to turn his head to look at the girl's face to see if that face is even cuter, but unfortunately he is driving.

"Next question, where is my destination?"

"Of course it's going home."

"Okay. You made psychological predictions again! Now you are the same as me."

"ah?"

Yi Qingqian thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was true?

"No, the degree is completely different!" she reacted.

"There is always a little gap between people because of the difference in experience and talent."

Entering the community, Qiu Sheng found a location in the carport and stopped.

"Is this a little bit of a gap?" Yi Qingqian jumped out of the car and stared at Qiu Sheng.

"But you superpowers have power that ordinary people have no at all. You are no better than me who are just a little more proficient than ordinary people in some aspects?" Qiu Sheng continued to fool him.

He successfully met the girl's face that was confused due to confusion.

Yi Qingqian became calm. Thinking of this, this ability was not very scary.

"Also, humans have limited computing power and ability to receive information, and it is impossible to achieve the level of theory."

Qiu Sheng took the opportunity to pat the girl's head.

The girl did not respond, so he placed his hand directly on it.

The girl was only half a head shorter than him, and this cane was not as comfortable as a dance grass.

He changed his position and placed his hands on the girl's shoulder, making him much more comfortable.

Yi Qingqian was completely relieved. Indeed, Qiu Sheng is not a superpower, but a human being. Human beings have their limits.

She didn't know that Qiu Sheng was using misleading her. He never said that he was an ordinary human being from beginning to end.

There is no doubt that Qiu Sheng's calculation power now exceeds that of ordinary humans, and even reaches the level of superpowers, but he does not have a K factor on him.

He guessed that his abilities were related to fantasy particles, although he didn't know what was related.

He doesn't like to deceive or mislead, but there is no way, he doesn't want to cause psychological burden on this new friend.

The two walked upstairs, and Qiu Sheng took out the key.

As soon as the door opened, he was startled.

Wucao was lying on the sofa, the TV was on, and it was silent.

Probably the girl was bored when she waited for him to go home, and turned on the TV in the living room to relieve her boredom. The girl didn't want to miss the noise when she went home, so she didn't turn on the sound.

Yi Qingqian also saw the girl, and she immediately shrank into her shadow. These days she hid in dancing.

Qiu Sheng picked up the dance grass and placed it on her bed. The girl was wearing pajamas and a coat outside, which saved Qiu Sheng a lot of trouble.

Cover her with a quilt, Qiu Sheng bent down and looked at her sleeping face.

"So cute." Yi Qingqian poked out half of her body from the shadow, and she looked at Wucao.

"After all, it's my sister." Qiu Sheng exited the room and closed the door in a low voice.

Yi Qingqian sat on the sofa and ate newly bought melon seeds from Wucao.

She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly asked, "Who is more cute, my sister or you?"

Qiu Sheng had just brought tea from the kitchen and glanced at her when he heard this.

"In terms of figure, you are as cute as Wucao," he said.

Yi Qingqian was first happy, and then realized something was wrong.

"You mean I am the same figure as a primary school student?" She clenched her fists and was offended.

"Wucao is a junior high school student." Qiu Sheng mourned for the offense his sister was exposed.

...

...

Wang Shanhao was very happy and the plan went smoothly. The gunman team from Dongshan Martial Arts Hall successfully broke into the base of Anning Martial Arts Hall.

After leaving a body, they brought back the death of the director of Anning Martial Arts Hall.

He called Su Ziping and asked about the progress of the Sujiawu Pavilion.

"Everything goes well, Ning Lao Er is dead."

"Hahaha, I heard that Senior Brother Ma took the initiative personally, there would definitely be no problem." Wang Shanhao felt relieved.

After a few more polite words, Su Ziping hung up the phone.

The relaxed and comfortable feeling during the call disappeared, and Su Ziping hit the wall hard.

Success? How can it be smooth!

He was at the base of the Sujia Martial Arts Hall, on the ground in front of him, Ma Tianxiong was lying there covered with white cloth.

Eight gunmen, eight of the top gunmen in the Sujia Martial Arts Hall, including Ma Tianxiong, the top gunmen in Longgong City, all died in this operation.

"Didn't this happen to Dongshan people discover?" he asked his subordinates.

"It shouldn't be."

"No one who knows this is allowed to leave, you look at them."

"Yes, they are all in the strongholds in the north of the city, and no one is missing. I warned them that they are not allowed to hum out for a word."

Su Ziping nodded. Fortunately, the subordinates who rushed to support were very experienced.

"Is there any cigarette?" he asked.

His subordinate took out a pack and gave it to Su Ziping.

Su Ziping usually doesn't smoke. He doesn't like to use nicotine to please himself. He will only smoke one when he is most irritable.

There is no doubt that he is very upset now.

The death of these eight gunmen is not an easy task.

It’s not decades ago. It’s not easy to train a gunman, and there are not so many enemies to practice guns.

There are a total of twenty-five gunmen who have performed assassination missions in the Sujia Martial Arts Hall, and thirty-one who have no longer become gunmen are included.

The eight gunmen on the ground are the most senior of the twenty-five gunmen.

In the plan, at most two of these eight gunmen died.

And now, all eight gunmen are dead.

The Su family's Gunners team lost at least half of their strength!

In this era when large-scale battles are impossible, the Gunners team is the cornerstone of violence in the martial arts hall.

Now this cornerstone is gone!

He pulled another shot, trying to adjust his emotions, and he also wanted to report this to the director.

How would he report this matter!

Damn it, he remembered that it was not just about the eight gunmen, but also about the sniper!

"Tell me, what's going on?" He tried to calm himself down.
To be continued...