第两百零一章

“那不代表我不是！”那老头子的枪还是瞄着尼克，只要那扳机一扣动，尼克的脑袋就会被打得稀巴烂。

“别‘激’动，别‘激’动，我是有重要的事情来和你商量一下！”

“我没有什么要和你商量的，如果我是你，就赶紧滚出这里，永远也不再出现！”那老头子很显然不是个客气的人。

“我想，你一定听说过ONK！”

这几个英文，顿时把那老头子给震住了，那老头子沉默了好久，再一次的举起枪对准了尼克，：“没想到，在现实中还能听到这个名字，是他叫你来的吗，你他叫你来看看我现在的模样的吗？”

“你是不是要打个辞职报告，关于这件事我就不追究了，只要你能帮我保守住那个秘密，但该做的事情，你还是应该办完的！”

说到辞职，尼克犹豫一下，他确实是有点舍不得那帮子的学生，不过事到如此，他这个差劲的生物课老师，还是回归他原因的位置，让学生上到真正的生物课吧。

“好，这个我一定是会着手的！”

詹森校长一点头，尼克已经飞快的消失在办长办公室‘门’外……

维特纳斯市边属西部，气候干燥，烈日高照，计程车碾着黄沙碎石开到了郊区一处报废汽车厂。

“不，是他告诉了我你的存在，他根本没有想打挠你的意思，而是我有事情需要你的帮忙！”

“哈哈哈哈！”那老头子的笑声那么凄凉，他恶狠狠地道：“你又凭什么想从我这里得到你想要的东西，我恨，我恨这一切，恨关于这个名字的所有一切，你现在不死在我的枪下，已经是个奇迹，快滚！”

尼克不怕死地道：“不得到我想要的东西，我是不会离开的！”

嘭！一声枪响，子弹打在了尼克的脚旁边，顿时溅起一阵灰土。

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尼克站在报废汽车厂的‘门’口，炎热的风吹得人汗望不止，毒辣的太阳照得四处都亮得晃眼，他用手遮住额挡着阳光，半眯着眼睛望了一下车场里，车场里的废车堆积如山，除了车还是车，堆得高高的，不知道人居住的地方在哪。

走着，尼克无聊的踢着一个空罐子，铁罐子叮叮当当地滚过，突然，嘭地一声霰弹枪响，铁罐子被打飞，同时把尼克吓个半死。

在他惊魂未定中，看到了拐角后的一个铁皮屋子‘门’口站着个手拿霰弹枪的凶老头子，枪管还在冒着烟。

“你是什么人？”这个凶老头子似乎对这个不速之客充满敌意。

“别，千万别开枪，我不是坏人！”尼克老实的举起双手。