Fang Ming just flicked his sleeves and stood in front of No. 38.

It wasn't until the thirty-eighth finally stopped sobbing that Fang Ming spoke quietly.

"Enough crying, a big man, since he has decided to be a killer, he should have expected that sooner or later there will be such a day, why should he be so embarrassed by his mother-in-law!"

No. 38 hurriedly wiped a handful of snot and tears with his arm this time, and then looked at Fang Ming coldly, as if he hadn't listened to his words at all, but as if he had listened to his words.

"In that case, let's do it. ”

The voice was terrifyingly calm, similar to the calm appearance of the thirty-eighth just now.

"Hmm. ”

As soon as Fang Ming's words landed, he quickly stepped forward, and his two arms clamped around No. 38's neck like eagle claws, and then with a click, No. 38's neck crooked, and he fell down in response.

After Fang Ming finished all this, his heart was very calm.

In fact, after reading the thoughts of Number 38, he learned that his tragic life story was actually very sympathetic to him.

But there is no way to do it, who let him target himself, if he didn't have the ability to read minds, he would be the one lying on the ground at this moment, and who would sympathize with him at that time?

The weak do not deserve sympathy.

This is the way this world is, if he doesn't kill him, he will click on him.

Fang Ming shook his head silently, as if he was atoning for his actions just now.

It was only then that he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to know the name of the thirty-eight. From beginning to end, his name did not appear at all when he read the memory of number 38......

Perhaps his name is a memory of an unhappy childhood in the past, and to forget the name and replace it with the number 38 is to indirectly forget those unhappy pasts.

Fang Ming still sighed softly.

It's a pity not to know his name.

Fang Ming looked at the motionless corpse of No. 38 lying on the ground in front of him, and suddenly became worried.

It suddenly occurred to him that when the 38th came, he had probably already blacked out the surrounding cameras, and he didn't even have this basic common sense, that is to say, as long as he handled the corpse of the 38th in the Repulse Bay villa complex now, he would not be secretly photographed at all.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming dragged No. 38 and quickly came to a man-made river in Repulse Bay.

He first crushed all the electronic devices on Thirty-Eight's body to prevent anyone from locating and tracking him, and then tied several heavy rocks to Thirty-Eight's body.

Then there was a plop, and the 38th coldly threw the 38th into the man-made lake, and the 38th was like an overturned boat, whirling, and soon drowned in the icy lake water, sinking to the bottom of the water, and there was no trace of it at all.

This series Last night, Fang Ming suddenly sat down next to the stone under a big tree, panting heavily, his face pale.

His back, for some reason, was completely soaked.

It was the first time he had ended a life, and he was not yet psychologically prepared at all, and naturally there was an instinctive fear deep in his heart.

Although he didn't know what he was afraid of.

He took a few deep breaths before slowly relieving himself, and then quickly pulled out a Nokia phone from his trouser pocket and dialed it out.

Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

The call was quickly connected.

"Hey, Uncle Qi, I was assassinated just now......"

Fang Ming quickly told him about the assassination of the thirty-eighth just now, but as for the fact that he sensed the danger through the mind-reading experience, he did not mention it in passing.

As for how he killed No. 38 of the killer organization, he also quickly passed it over, only saying that he had spent a lot of effort before he finally succeeded in killing No. 38, and it was almost a little bit that Qi Yaohui couldn't see himself.

Qi Yaohui listened quietly to Fang Ming's narration on the other end of the phone, without saying a word.

After a pause, Fang Ming continued to speak.

"I suspect that this matter was sent by someone from the Ye family......"

Before Fang Ming could say why he felt this way, Qi Yaohui on the other end of the phone quickly interrupted him.

"You don't have to doubt it, this is what the Ye family did. They hired the number 38 killer of the World Killer Organization to assassinate you. ”

"What?!So, Uncle Qi, you actually knew all along that they were coming to assassinate me?!Then why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

When Fang Ming heard Qi Yaohuiyun report the details of the thirty-eighth with a light breeze, he was instantly depressed. I don't understand what Qi Yaohui is doing, is this trying to kill him with a knife?

But why tell yourself that he already knew about it.

"What's the hurry, aren't you still alive and well?"

Hearing Qi Yaohui's still calm tone, Fang Ming took a deep breath, and then eased up slightly.

"Uncle Naqi, aren't you afraid that if my strength is not good, I will really be clicked by the thirty-eightth?!"

Fang Ming felt that there was a lot of gambling in this, and it was very risky, why did he Qi Yaohui have so much confidence?

"Yes, I believe you!"

On the other end of the phone, Qi Yaohui's tone suddenly excitedly said to the other party.

"I don't even believe in myself......"

Fang Ming shook his head to himself, his tone slightly lost.

"Okay, don't be unhappy, big man man, you have to encounter some difficulties, otherwise you really think that life is always smooth, then how can it work!

"By the way, let me tell you good news, Ye Han is dead. ”

"What?!"

Suddenly hearing this earth-shattering news, Fang Ming instantly became excited.

No, Ye Han...... It's Ye Qingyun's only son, the successor of the Ye Group in the future, that's it...... He's dead?

"No, Uncle Qi, you shouldn't ......"

Fang Minggang raised a question, but was quickly interrupted by Qi Yaohui rudely.

"No, no, that's the thing, Ye Han is dead, it's at three o'clock this afternoon, at this time, Ye Qingyun's old guy is probably grief-stricken, a handful of snot and a handful of tears to experience the white-haired person to send the black-haired person to mourn. Hmph, it's time for him to taste that!"

Qi Yaohui's last arrogant cold snort made Fang Ming suddenly want to laugh, and he didn't know why.

"This time, Ye Qingyun is immersed in the pain of losing his son, and he has to be busy looking for the murderer, I think he shouldn't notice you for the time being, and he will find trouble with you. ”

"Uncle Qi, why did Ye Han die, did you do it, how can you be sure that the Ye family will not suspect me......"

Fang Ming quickly threw out his own questions.

Qi Yaohui smiled after hearing this, and quickly gave answers one by one.

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