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                       聂阳却让他不由得说了上面那句话。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                因为，恰巧的，那个聂阳领队而过的时候，向四周警惕性的扭头看了一眼。正对上了那张看起来和气的笑脸，却让他后背有些发冷。
                                                                                                                                                                杀气。没错，是杀气。
                                                                                                                                                                绝不是自诩正义之士的大侠们会有的杀气。能把这么沉重的杀气收敛的如此之深，不是有极高的定力，就是有什么别的力量在帮助他。
                                                                                                                                                                譬如仇恨。“任务，看起来没想得那么简单。”血鹰皱紧了眉毛，看着自己的指甲。
                                                                                                                                                                恶鬼这时候没空搭理他，他正在千金楼最漂亮的婊子之一身上流汗，汗流浃背。“哦……噢噢！”他发出熊一样的吼声，扯着那女人两条长腿，往那白生生的身子上射了个稀里糊涂后，才心满意足的爬下床，走到窗边坐下，端起一壶茶往嘴里灌了两口，道：“兄弟，你每次都担心得太多。
                                                                                                                                                                担心个鸟，玩女人，吃饱饭，睡好觉，宰了那些个兔崽子，拿了东西走人。别想太多，想太多容易短命。”恶鬼又笑了两声，拍了拍血鹰的肩，“妈的，这骚娘们真挺俊的，要不是怕露了事儿，咱哥俩真该好好弄弄她。”血鹰也不愿意想的太多，床上躺着一个不着一缕的美人，如他这样的好色之徒自然什么事也懒的去想了。
                                                                                                                                                                不过他们都忘记了，想得太少，更容易短命。他一边向床边走去，一边对着恶鬼道：“大哥，你也担心得太多了。
                                                                                                                                                        

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