Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 236: Who is the Prey (1,2)

Ling Shuo sat on the sofa and took the folder handed over by Zong Que, and when he opened it, he was puzzled: "This is not what you put on the shelf?" How did you get a certificate of assets?
"Opened it but didn't look inside?" Zong Que sat next to him and asked.
"What do I see inside?" Ling Shuo folded his legs and closed his eyes slightly to look at the humane beside him, "Hit yourself?" Brother
Shuo feels that he is already very good, although it is still a lot worse than Xueba, but there is nothing to be anxious about, after all, he is basically taught by Xueba, and I am afraid that there is no drama in this life if he wants to starve the master.
But it's one thing to know that you're powerful, and it's another thing to hit yourself, so it's a virtue not to mess around with the things of the schoolboys.
But Xueba now let him see, he will take a look.
Ling Shuo leaned to the side, leaned on the shoulder of the person next to him and began to look.
It was a matter of course that Xueba's assets were stronger than him, but it was good to turn one or two pages, ten pages and eight pages passed, Ling Shuo turned the pages repeatedly with some hesitation, his eyes moved lightly, glanced at the person next to him, and continued to look at the document in front of him with bated breath.
There is no shortage of money this kind of thing, even if there are occasional problems with capital turnover, it can be slowly reversed, coupled with soaring prices over the years, currency depreciation, it is normal to do business with millions of millions, and it is reasonable for all the investment of Xueba to add up to a net worth of more than 100 million.
But this definitely does not include every page turned, and the assets in it are in hundreds of millions.
This is billions, not millions, and as a sparse and ordinary unit, it will make people feel extremely unreal and dreamy.
The young man watched repeatedly beside him, his fingers turning more and more slowly, while Zong Que leaned over slightly, picked up the cigarette placed on the table, looked at it, and handed it to the young man's lips.
Ling Shuo subconsciously opened his mouth, rattled and bit down, and the sweet taste directly permeated his mouth.
He raised his eyes a little, and when he saw the remaining half of the sugar in his hand, he lightly shifted his gaze and said, "What for?!" Can't I eat sugar? Or do you want me to actually smoke?! Brother
Shuo can eat whatever shape of sugar he wants!
It's really unreasonable, and the gas is strong.
"Nope." Zong Que sent the remaining half of the sugar to his lips.
It's not like it.
Ling Shuo opened his mouth to bite down, and some slightly sour and slightly cool taste spread in his mouth along with a strong sweetness, barely dispelling some of the shock of this asset certificate.
If he had just started and stepped onto the first step, then Zongque would already be equivalent to reaching the top.
With so much money, even if you lie in the pile of money all your life and don't have to do anything.
Ling Shuo looked at it and guessed how Zong Que had persuaded his workaholic-like father.
"When did you start investing?" Ling Shuo looked up and asked.
"When you plan to transfer." Zong Que said.
Before, he could only barely sit up, and he was still in the process of understanding the world.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo's fingers gently rubbed the page, his current assets were basically gone with the movement of Xueba's little finger, "Wouldn't it be for me that you started investing?"
His family is still relatively rich, and if the family does not agree, or he himself does not want to, this person can fight with his father with financial resources, and maybe he will also do to his family.
Forcible and plundered.
"There are considerations for that." Zong Que said.
If you want to protect him well, you can't be less powerful and rich, so that you won't be controlled by others and miss opportunities.
"What are you going to do if my parents don't agree?" Ling Shuo stared at him closely and asked, "You won't want the sky to be cold and let the Ling family go bankrupt, right?"
Zong Que was silent for a moment at his nervous and expectant eyes, "No, I won't hurt your family.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo's eyes moved lightly, and the tips of his ears moved slightly, in fact, he still wanted to see what the people next to him looked like to forcibly seize it, "Then what are you going to do?"
"Prove it with time." Zong Que pressed on the top of his head.
Use time to prove that they are well together, the most important thing in a person's life is a partner, parents of children will have their own partners, and they will understand that children are born to let them live well, not to pass on the family.
"Oh..." Ling Shuo closed the folder and put it aside, reaching out and hugging him.
This person may never do the kind of thing he imagined in his life, but this is the main theme of their life, and the rest is just love. Interesting.
"In any case, you will not be returned to them." Zong Que looked at the person in his arms and muttered.
Ling Shuo was stunned, and when he raised his eyes to look at him, he stretched out his hand and hugged him and smiled: "Well, don't return it." This
person is extremely gentle even if he forcibly robs him.
Zong Que looked down at his smile and took the person deeper into his arms.
"What happened to you in the attached high school that made you want to transfer schools?" Ling Shuo leaned into his arms and asked with some small talk.
At that time, Zong Que transferred to the No. 1 Middle School was definitely very popular with the school, such a big student, not to mention the problem of promotion rate, only he alone, can make the reputation of No. 1 Middle School re-enhanced, attached high school can make him feel dissatisfied and leave, should regret that his intestines are blue.
Zong Que muttered, "Fight."
"Huh?" Ling Shuo raised her eyes to look at him and said, "Fight?!" You fight with people?! He
has never seen Xueba do anything with anyone in all these years, although whoever dares to do it with him will not spare each other, but Xueba has never had anything to do with this kind of thing.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"What is the reason?" Ling Shuo rested her chin on his shoulder and said, "Someone is bullying you? "It's
about the same reason you saved me then." Zong Que said.
Ling Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Fighting for the wind, whose girlfriend has taken a fancy to you again?" Which of you won?
"I won." Zong Que said.
1314 bravely offered a different opinion: [Host, you were lying in the hospital for months.
[If this were not an era of peace, his life would not have survived. Zong Que said.
Even if he is not very conscious, it is easy to take a person's life with his backhand.
The other party not only let the original body die of serious injuries, but also held a knife, obviously regardless of the consequences, if he hadn't come, the other party's fate would have been more serious than at that time.
1314 instantly silenced, it only felt that no matter whether it won or lost, the host's face in front of his wife was a must.
"Oh? So powerful?! Ling Shuo's eyes moved lightly, recalling this man's grappling hand at that time, his hand quietly retracted a little, trying to hold this man's hand holding him, "Then let's compare!"
His hand was held, but when he tried to press the other party down, he couldn't pull it a little, the hand behind him buckled, Ling Shuo struggled hard, but when he looked at the person in front of him, he turned around for a while, and was directly backhanded against the sofa.
"You really lied to me!" Ling Shuo's hand struggled hard behind him, turning his head to look at the person behind him who was pressing him with one hand, his leg wanted to cut back, and he was also pressed by the person who got up, and he was a little unable to move for a while.
"Didn't lie to you." Zong Que clasped his wrists with both hands.
"You said you couldn't beat me!! Ling Shuo almost struggled with the strength to eat, but to no avail.
He had expected that there would be a gap in the value of their strength, but he didn't think that it was so big, they all ate the same meal, why?!
"I didn't say that." Zong Que lowered his body and looked at the young man's surprised expression.
Ling Shuo thought back to the beginning and found that he didn't seem to have said it really! So what does he think?
"You mislead me, you bastard!" Brother Shuo was not convinced, "If you have the ability, you let me up and compare again." The
young man's eyes were full of indomitability, that is, there was no anger, Zong Que got up and let go of his hand, Ling Shuo noticed the loosening, and instantly got up like a carp, but when he wanted to move, he was held by the wrist again, and his legs wanted to move back, but he was held by the back hand and held in his arms.
"Me!" Ling Shuo turned his head and looked at the calm look of the person behind him, and before he could speak, he was kissed on the lips.
A light kiss soothed, with affection, a kiss separated, Ling Shuo looked at him, his lips were only within reach: "You guy has a belly of black water." So
powerful but let him cover, full of scheming, how could he escape!
Zong Que gently touched his head and replied, "Hmm.
Still, he liked it.
"Are you okay, believe it or not, I let you sleep in the study?" Brother Shuo was not convinced, he still couldn't cure him.
"Want to play in the study?" Zong Que asked.
"You, why are you full of filthy thoughts?!" Ling Shuo's face showed condemnation, he was punishing.
"Play?"
"Play."
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[System evaluation, mission completion assessment is S level, task one earns five million star coins, task two earns five million star coins, and an additional reward of five million, a total of fifteen million, has been remitted to the account. Reason for additional rewards: Advancing science and technology. The
life of an ordinary person is more than 100 years old at most, more than 30,000 days, which seems to be a long time, but when he looks back, it is only a moment.
Zong Que opened his eyes, his body was no longer as hard as before, but there was no one beside him.
A lifetime together, even if there are a slight storm, you can spend it together, just like the Ling family's parents did not agree at first, but slowly got used to them being together.
All the way to the end, the man never let go of his hand.
[Host, do you want to prepare a new world for you?] 1314 was able to detect the host's mood swings, and even broke new highs when he had just left that world.
As a bystander, although he has not been in love, he will feel sad and reluctant to see the separation, and if he wants to see the person he wants to see, he still has to run, see him early and take it home.
[Hmm. Zong Que replied.
His mood swings, but not negative, just want to see him, want to see him.
【Okay, I'll be ready for you right away.】 1314 said, "Lele must also really want to see you!]
[I know. Zong Que said.
Although he did not fully understand the other party, he could sense his intentions, just like the battle between high and low, and it was also tacit.
[1314 system prompt, world loading... Space distortion and fluctuation, sending a signal for help to the origin world, the help signal fails, and it is sent again...】
[01 The system receives the permission, here the world and the origin world contact is interrupted, about to cut off contact, the emergency signal is about to start, the host consciousness segment is stored, and the encryption is in progress... Enter the unknown space. 】
【The world is unknown, host be careful.】 01 reminded.
[Hmm. Zong Que replied, then lost consciousness.
The ground was shaking gently, the smell of scorching was in the nose, and when consciousness first woke up, there was an extremely painful feeling everywhere on the body.
There are fatal wounds on the head, neck, arms, waist and abdomen, and legs.
The smell of gunsmoke, the sound of gunshots, and the sound of rubble shaking from the shaking of the ground, this body has no memory.
Is it because of spatial torsion, or is the system failing to capture the memory?
The system may be restricted and can interfere with 01 to this point, and the opponent's power is at least equal to that of the Origin World.
【01。 Zong Que frowned, but he couldn't open his eyes a little.
This body is too badly injured, and if there is no recovery potion, he will die again.
[Host...] The mechanical voice of 1314 sounded, which could almost reveal the crying cavity, [The system store can't be connected, I don't have recovery potions here, I only hoarded a lot of kidney tonic drugs, what should I do?! ] Can I use kidney tonic directly? 】
It is simply the first abolition in the world!
Why does it stock up on kidney tonic potions? Why is it suddenly impossible to contact the Origin World? It hadn't had anything like this since birth.
Recovery potions and kidney tonic agents are both agents that restore physical strength, will they be used?
Zong Que: [... No. 】
【01The system has used the recovery potion for you. The voice of 01 sounded almost simultaneously.
1314 stopped the procedure of preparing to use the kidney tonic for the host: [How can you have it there?! ]
【Exploration groups encounter a variety of unexpected situations. 01 said, but he didn't expect that the world didn't isolate it from the host, and the danger score could be downgraded.
1314 once again determined the location of his abolition, intending to stock up on all kinds of things in ten boxes and eight boxes if he could go back, and he couldn't just indulge in the host's love, and it was not a love group!
Resuming the use of the potion, Zong Que's breathing became smoother, the gunfire seemed to be disappearing, and slowly even the trembling sound on the ground was subsiding.
The smell of gunsmoke was pervasive, but it was a little stronger than before.
Zong Que opened his eyes and stood up from the ground without noticing the sound of footsteps, the blood on his face had dried up a little, and the scars on his body were also recovering.
There will be such an effect, indicating that there is no one around, and even the person who injured him may have died.
The place he was in was supposed to be a laneway, but it was stuffed with rubble, masonry and mud that had fallen from the house and the earth that had been overturned by shells.
The rubble fell from his body, and the dripping blood spread into the gap, and Zong Que frowned and looked at his ribs.
Everywhere else the wounds were healing, except for a bullet in the ribs, which left it unhealed for a long time.
Zong Que reached in, frowned slightly, and took out the blood-stained bullet, his body tensed, and his breathing trembled for a moment.
The bullet fell, jumped a few times on the rubble, and the wound that had been healed slowly retracted, and the blood no longer flowed out.
With a slight loss of strength, Zong Que left from here, looking for the still sturdy ruins next to him to hide his figure, looking for tools that could be used.
[Is there a world line?] Zong Que asked.
[No, it's blank.] 1314 said.
Before it could negotiate with the person who had just died in that world to borrow the reward of the body, it was reversed into space, and the world line was still that world.
[Caught a keyword.] 01 said, [Setti.
Zong Que memorized the word in his heart and said, "How far can you probe?]
01 said: "It's almost all ruins. 】 In the world
that is not controlled by the origin world, the scope of systematic exploration is not large.
[Understood. Zong Que said.
Ruins are often accompanied by war and casualties, the fatal place where the original body fell was in the ribs, but the real death was because of the crushed house.
The clothes on his body are very shabby, there may be people living in this ruin, and the struggle here breaks out without leaving, which does not rule out a state of blockade.
Zong Que left here in hidden, and saw the fallen corpse in many places, the dress was not uniform, the gun. The weapons were taken away, without any military markings, or even special training.
Not war, more inclined to organize.
Although the guns were confiscated, Zong Que found the dagger from them.
This is not a place to stay for long, but if you want to leave, you still need to wait until dark to maximize the chances of escape.
There was almost no food in the ruins, and only some could be found from those who had fought.
There was silence all around, Zong Que looked for a hole formed by a broken wall to enter it, determined the support point, sat on the ground and ate dry food, he needed to recover his strength, get out from here, and then determine the situation of this world.
The change this time may be because of the person he is concerned about, but the dimensional space is unpredictable, and the small world belongs to the control of the origin world, but in addition to the origin world, there are still many unknown forces, and we must be careful.
If there was a seemingly innocent sob, but it disappeared in an instant, Zong Que clenched his dagger, looked here, looking for the place where he breathed very subtly, and when he got up and walked over, he almost looked in against the wall, but he saw a young child hiding in the gap in the wall who was covering his mouth and crying.
She was very dirty, her clothes were torn, there were no shoes and socks, she was dirty and almost couldn't see her facial features, only tears flowed in her eyes, and she slipped down her small hand she was holding, leaving a slightly white mark on it, and some slight sounds came out from the extremely tight slit she covered, and she didn't even dare to breathe, but because of the extremely tight cover, she couldn't help but tremble.
When he saw the person, his voice was a little louder, his eyes widened in horror, and he even couldn't make a move, squeezing in one by one.
Zong Que did not speak, nor did he let down his guard, all living things in the ruins contained danger, including young children and even infants, perhaps not of their own will, but using peopleClass compassion.
The child shrunk in it trembled, and Zong Que looked at her whole body, the girl, the bone age was about three years old, there were no sharp objects in the front, and there were no other breathing sounds around.
"Come out." The dagger in Zong Que's hand touched her neck.
The child trembled even more, but shrunk inward: "Don't... Kill..."
There was genuine fear in her eyes, Zong Que's eyes narrowed slightly, took a deep breath, put the dry food in his hand on the ground, withdrew the dagger and walked outside.
There are outsiders here, and the danger is uncertain, so it is not advisable to stay for a long time.
But about to exit the cave, the sound of rubble came from outside, and Zong Que clinging to the wall concealed his figure, looking out from the gap.
Two human figures covered in rags crawled carefully among the ruins, walking on all fours, their dirty hair hanging down, saying that they were people, and they looked more like beasts.
Their voices were extremely soft, crawling over the rubble, but crawling to the body of the struggle to die, sniffing around, and then dragging it back from the rubble, into the hole not far away, and then silently.
Cangxi knows etiquette, and when people go crazy with hunger or are cornered, they will lose their humanity and become crazy and like wild beasts.
Surviving in the ruins, staying alive is the main thing.
Zong Que listened carefully to the movement outside, but heard the sound of tiptoeing behind him, and when he looked over, a dirty little hand reached out and took the dry food that was put down, and the chewing sound came, not surprisingly gobbling.
Strangers dare to eat things casually, firstly, they are very hungry, and secondly, because they are young and defenseless, and if they are not taken care of, when she starves to death, she will also be reduced to food in ruins.
The movement outside disappeared for a long time, and the sound of chewing disappeared for a long time, Zong Que looked there, and when he saw the pair of eyes that carefully poked out to look over, he asked, "What about your family?" The young child was frightened and hid inside, and after a long time, he leaned out again, and said twice: "No, it's gone..."
Zong Que looked at those eyes and walked over for a while, and took out the
young child who was trying to shrink in, "Don't bark."
The child was trembling when he was placed on the slightly open ground, his breath was rapid and he almost turned his back, but the voice of the exit was stuck in his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror and tears.
Zong Que leaned into her body through her clothes, there were no sharp objects, no hidden objects, no rope hooks, no silk threads in her hair, no sharp objects hidden in her mouth, no signs of □□ and miniature bombs in her body, and no dangerous thing in the hiding place.
After Zong Que finished probing, the young child was already trembling and almost dispersed.
Compassion is naturally there, but what kind of behavior is determined in what environment, and you must first know how to save your life before saving people, which is the most basic rule of doing things in the ruins.
Here is interrupted from the origin world, whether you can go out or not, whether you can return are currently two words, it is very inconvenient to bring a child.
"Did someone tell you to wait for him here?" Zong Que asked as he crouched in front of the young child.
His body age is not too old, the bone age is about eighteen years old, because of long-term hunger, the body has not fully grown.
"Was, taken away..." The young child was let go by him, just wanted to drill into the crack in the wall, "Can't, can't come out..."
She was terribly thin, and there were no shoes on her feet, only layers of wounds and cocoons that allowed her to survive in this ruin.
Zong Que let her in, turned around and sat in the corner waiting for dark.
......
The smell of blood and rotting flesh added more decay, and at night there was a wind blowing, and the wind blew some draped cloth or bags, and there seemed to be shadows shaking everywhere.
A figure walked in the night, a little thin, holding a young child in his left arm, the wind blew, but the young child was sleeping deeply, and there was no sign of waking up.
[Host, ten miles southwest can go out from here, but there is danger. 01 said.
[Hmm. Zong Que replied and looked at the light in the distance.
It is not obvious during the day, but in the night, the neon lights clearly indicate the direction.
The rubble-paved road was a little deep, and some figures could be seen shaking, but when he heard the sound, Zong Que's steps stopped, and the place quickly turned back: "Don't make a sound, someone..."
With no danger coming, Zong Que continued to move forward, carefully avoiding the broken frames and figures until he saw the neon signs enclosed in the high walls.
Beyond the high wall is a ruin, inside the high wall is a prosperous rise, guns and cannons stand on it to shock, the wall is distributed with all kinds of sharp objects, it is impossible to climb, and the figures close to it look at but no one dares to approach.
The world should have experienced a great disaster, not by external forces, but by human beings themselves.
Among the ruins are the remains of many weapons, dancing in the night, and the guns on the walls are light weapons, and there are traces of flying machines in the magnificent building.
The sound of blasting came from one of them, a building with neon lights was instantly extinguished, the sound of a horn sounded, and it was far away in the night, and someone tried to climb the high wall, and the weapon on it emitted a bright light like a fire, and when it was extinguished, it had taken a life, and it also made the people around it tremble with fear.
Inside and outside the walls, there are chaotic times.
I don't know if it's his delusion, this place is a bit like the place it used to be.
Zong Que turned around, holding the child in his arms and turning away, there was a sound of wind behind him, the ticking sound accompanied by light, almost able to illuminate the entire night, marveling and fearing one after another in the night.
"It's a starship, run..."
"Hide."
Zong Que hid in the shadows, looked up at the dreadnought-class starship that slowly landed in the city, and saw the hatch on it open, and the cannon port poked out of it, and slammed into the seemingly prosperous city.
Roars, screams rang out in it, and countless flying machines rose into the air, but they were not the opponents of that starship at all.
The almost indiscriminate strafing fire spread smoke and an explosion sounded, causing the ground here to tremble violently.
Zong Que lowered the head of the young child in his arms, covered her ears, and looked up at the mark on the starship that shone with light, it was a skull.
The bombing lasted for a long time, almost all the tall buildings in the high wall were destroyed, smoke billowed out, and someone tried to climb into the high wall again, but this time it seemed to be unguarded, no one stopped it, a terrible cry sounded from it, Zong Que got up and left against the figure flowing towards it.
Daggers alone are not enough, this is a world where people eat people, manpower and weapons are indispensable, although the ruins are broken, but there is a desire for life here, there will be what he wants.
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The starship bombed a city and returned almost unscathed, and on the screen on it showed the figure of a teenager, who looked only a teenager, but his exposed arms and shoulders were tattooed, and even some climbed down his cheeks, so that the hideous scars distributed on his face gave him a strange and twisted beauty.
"I don't think it's exciting enough, there are still people there who can resist." The young man held his cheeks, one leg cocked on the chair and said a little lazily.
"Chief, what do you mean?" The very stout and burly man standing in front of the starship screen asked respectfully.
The corners of the teenager's lips hooked, revealing a trace of bad emotions: "Bulldoze it, all over bright red is its most brilliant moment."
"I heard that this is the territory of the second killer organization and aliens, and bulldozing it, I am afraid they will not give up." The man said.
"Both..." the boy's gaze turned to the servant who was carrying the tray and placing it on the table, leaned over, stretched out his slender arm and pulled the man's collar, rubbing the chin and looking, "It's really good."
"Thank you..." The maid held his breath, but the next moment his eyes were pinched by the somewhat slender hand that was placed on his neck, and he fell to the ground with wide eyes.
The young man picked up the teapot on the side, poured water on his face and smiled: "Look, this is a killer with different differences, what is there to be afraid of, it will eventually replace and surpass it, bulldoze it, hahahaha..."
He laughed very happily, looking very crazy and rampant, so that everyone standing in front of the screen subconsciously held their breath and lowered their breathHead up, mind contracted.
A city that may take a year to build, but bulldozing takes only a few days, is tragic and real.
Zong Que put the split parts together into a wall, and his eyes reflected the dust in the distance.
In the interstellar era, the productivity is huge, and the destructive power is also huge, just like the world where he was born, no matter how hard he tries to build peace, it may be destroyed in an instant, countless people are in exile in the interstellar, and hundreds of years of strife have never stopped.
If you want to end it, you can only merge all forces and make them submit to the rules.
The legs of his trousers were gently tugged, and when he looked down, the child who had picked up a pile of waste parts at his feet was still dirty although he was wearing clothes that covered his body, and was looking up at him at the moment, pointing to the pile of waste: "Dad..."
"Just call uncle." Zong Que said.
"Dad, Dad..." The child was a little timid, but did not let go of his trouser legs.
"Who taught you?" Zong Que looked at the gently moving eyes and asked.
The child didn't answer, just silently hugged the pile of discarded parts.
"Forget it." Zong Que said that being smart is not a bad thing, at least not in such troubled times.
It just doesn't know when he will find the man.
Zong Que bent down and picked up the child sitting on the ground, a pile of waste fell with a bang, the child stretched out his hand, but was carried away from here, and could only look back from his shoulder.
"What's your name?" Zong Que asked.
The child looked at him timidly and said, "Xiaohe..."
"Hmm." Zong Que answered.
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The distribution of galaxies is chaotic everywhere, as if at a glance, everywhere is full of holes, and F1 star is the hardest hit area.
Various organizations are lined up, seizing various star fields, but they may be snatched away by another organization in the next moment, dying and rising, but in an instant, unless they can grow to the same level as several major organizations, no one will really care.
"I heard that the poisonous bees were destroyed, and the entire organization was directly wiped out."
"What's great about the small organization of poisonous bees being cleared out, there are not a few small starships, it's not worth mentioning." The man who was drinking in the tavern waved his hand and said.
"Maybe which organization is accepting it, black eating black is not a common routine, and it has nothing to do with us."
Interstellar chaos, even if many organizations order the war not to involve the surrounding satellites, but the war is always unscrupulous, when attacking, if there is no scientific and technological means, the first thing to deal with is the satellite, so that the information everywhere is very likely to be delayed and chaotic.
"I heard that Wu, who was locked up in the urine, was rescued."
"I wasn't just rescued, I didn't even have a trace left."
"If he can save people under his nose, that leader is estimated to be mad."
"But no, it's really painful to destroy cities everywhere and not want to be stolen."
"Shhh..."

In some old houses, the scarred woman is lying on a bed with only one layer of cushions, she is a little out of strength, the original green silk is cut mottled, the exposed place is fine, the scars on the covered waist and abdomen are almost visible.
Even so, she did not soften and flinch when she looked at the man in front of her, even if the other party saved her: "It's useless for you to save me..."
She enters that kind of ghost place, the mission fails, and even if the other party wants to negotiate with the organization, her tendons are wasted, her body is wasted, and it is almost impossible to be a killer again.
Even if he can really return to the organization, he will be an abandoned pawn.
"I can pick it up for you." The man standing in front of him said calmly, "Let it be as good as ever."
The woman's expression was surprised and excited for a moment, but she sank her heart again: "You want me to work hard for you?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"What if I don't agree?" The woman asked.
"My words count." Zong Que said, "In my place, even if my body is wasted, I will not become an outcast. A
person's potential is infinite, not just a line of specialization, nor can it be supported by force alone.
"Did you give up?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"I agree." The woman said.
Even as a killer and tool, good birds choose trees to live, and do not want to lose their role and be thrown into the garbage heap.
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"Did you find out who did it?!" The originally quiet room was a mess, and the boy rubbed the hideous scars on his face, and his eyes were blood-red.
This was a sign of his anger, and the people standing on the opposite side did not dare to come out: "Not yet, it's just a division, so the defense is not tight..."
The young man's fingers stopped, and when he raised his hand, the pocket gun held in his hand made a muffled sound, and the person who answered before fell directly in a pool of blood.
Several people next to them subconsciously straightened their bodies, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"Come on." The boy played with the small gun in his hand and pointed it at the person next to him.
The man also trembled lightly: "The other party came prepared, and the other side just announced its abandonment, and when we got the news from our side, they started it, and it should be done by their own people."
"Isn't it faster to kill her?" The boy sat back down and looked at the man with his head bowed.
"The rabbit dies the fox sadly, although killing her can keep the secret of the other person, but it will make the heart of the person who is different dispersed, and the killer organization should be very taboo about this." The man said.
"It's great news to hear you say that." The young man threw the small gun and laughed, his mouth opened, touching the scar on his face, looking extremely hideous, "Do you know why it's good news?"
The man was stunned for a moment and asked, "For, why?"
"Because I hid the virus in her body, anyone who came into contact with her would be infected, and it would be spread ten by ten, and wouldn't it be over?" The young man's fingers slammed open, and he made an explosive motion and laughed, "And at this time, Yan's defense is the weakest, and it is the best time to hunt, don't you say, Mr. Killer?"
The others avoided one after another, the □□ clenched and wanted to move, but was shrouded in a prison that instantly rose up and down, and the electricity spread in it, and the screams resounded in an instant.
Seeing this tragic situation, the young man leaned back and back laughing on the seat, as if he saw something that made him very happy.
"What a cruel technique..." A faint and elegant voice came from nowhere, ringing in everyone's ears.
The light in the room suddenly flickered, and the current became unstable in an instant, and others were nervously searching, but they saw the figure that seemed to appear behind the seat, the light and shadow were clear, and it seemed to be a shadow, only enough to see the hooked lips, ingenious, beautiful and dazzling.
The lights came on again, and everyone gathered around, and the figure in that place had disappeared, and the boy who was throwing a small gun had wide eyes, and a black ghost-like rose was inserted in his hand, and a card was embedded around his neck.
His arm fell, the small gun fell to the ground, blood flowed down the card, and a drop fell on the black rose, making the otherwise inconspicuous red on it seem to be instantly gorgeous.
Everyone else was breathing tremblingly, and someone's hand reached out to probe the boy's snort, but it was gone.
"He, he's dead..."
"Fog, it's fog! It's him!
"The leader is dead, we will have a new boss soon!" New boss! Some
people are full of fear, because fog is the first killer organization to rise to the top of the list, its ghostly means are invincible, but some people are full of excitement, and even a little maniacal laughter, pushed the teenager sitting on the chair down, and sat up himself.
This organization does whatever it wants, and when a leader dies, a new one will come up.
"Fuck it!" The man kicked the boy's body.
"It's not interesting." The slender figure slipped from the top of the spiraling building, and the light screen that opened at one eye was showing the picture.
Despicable.And there is no beauty.
The light of the patrol continued to flash, but this figure avoided steadily, the blasting sound when it landed came from overhead, the picture in the light screen disappeared instantly, fragments fell from the top of the head, the figure shook the supporting line, and when it was released, it fell lightly to the side, countless broken giants landed, causing a big earthquake to tremble, but only let the person cover his lips, yawn and turn away.
Boring tasks are not as interesting as sleeping.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" Alarms sounded in buildings overhead, and spotlights everywhere lit up almost half of the night sky.
The figure got into the hovercar, the body flew away, and another figure stood in the messy room, looking at the fallen teenager.
Wei, the leader of the Yan, the man who ordered the destruction of the city at that time, was thirty-six years old, and someone attacked first.