Chapter 82: The Murderous Old Man

Seeing that the incomparably solid wall was easily cut open by the Qingxuan dagger like tofu, Lin Tian and Ah Leopard's mouths grew up enough to stuff an egg, their Adam's apple jumped, and they swallowed saliva unconsciously and pursed their lips.

"Poof!"

A sound of metal trembling sounded, and I saw Zhuang Xiaodao pull it out gently, and the dagger was still out of the realm of nothingness, and it was extremely relaxed.

"Well, are there any questions now?"

Zhuang Xiaodao put the Qingxuan dagger in his hand and played left and right.

"No, no, no!"

As soon as Lin Tian's words fell, he rushed to Zhuang Xiaodao with a brisk step, snatched the Qingxuan dagger in his hand, stared at it with shining eyes, and looked carefully left and right, like a beautiful woman like a flower, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the more she looked at it, the more excited she became.

Seeing this, Ah Leopard was afraid that he would not get such a treasure, so he quickly ran to Zhuang Xiaodao, thanked him, and then bent down to pick up another Qingxuan dagger on the ground, and looked at it repeatedly with a blazing eye.

Zhuang Xiaodao just glanced at the two of them, with a look of "I see you excited, but I like you who have never seen the world".

At the same time, in a luxuriously decorated skyscraper, several white-haired old men in blue-gray robes sat around a long desk, and at the end of the desk sat a middle-aged man in a suit, this man had sallow skin, high raised cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks, and long, pointed eyes.

"Elders, this is the business report of our Gongcong Group this year!"

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, bowed to the few white-haired people in front of him, and said with a hint of fear on his face.

Several old men did not reply, and after a long time, one of the old men moved slightly and coughed twice.

"Ahem!"

The middle-aged man didn't dare to stand up straight, and when he looked closely, he would find that his whole body was trembling slightly, the fine sweat on his forehead was dense, and the sweat gathered into larger beads of sweat, rolling on his face, which made him suddenly feel itchy and unbearable, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and he didn't dare to wipe the sweat beads off his forehead.

"Today's turnover seems to be much less than the previous year, can you explain!" said the old man.

When the man heard this, he trembled, as if he had expected them to ask this question, and his originally nervous expression was a little relaxed at this moment.

"Tell the elders, Kyushu has been relatively strict in the past year on organ trafficking, and the main income of our Gongcong Group is organ trafficking, so it will lead to a decline in turnover. “

After speaking, the man exhaled a long breath, but he still kept bending over, not daring to make the slightest movement.

I saw that the old man tilted his head slightly, thought for a while and said, "Master Mo, I don't blame you for this."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's heart that had been hanging finally relaxed, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, his nose moved slightly, and he looked like he was celebrating the rest of his life after experiencing a test of life and death.

"But .......": The old man's deep voice sounded again.

The heart that had been relaxed was raised to a high point again by this requiem-like voice, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense again, and the flow of air seemed to become slow, making people breathe a little unsmooth, but all this may only be felt by him alone.

The man's nerves were tense to the extreme, but he had no choice but to quietly accept the "trial".

Although the old man's voice only paused for a while, it was as tormenting as if a century had passed for the man.

"However, there are two traitors under your hands, and you also stole the things on the top, it is said that those two traitors have been killed by a loose cultivator named Zhuang Xiaodao, and the things on the top are estimated to have fallen into his hands, what is the progress of this matter?"

When the man heard this, he didn't panic, and this matter was also within his expectations, so he prepared the answer early.

Just as he was about to answer, an employee with tea knocked on the door, and the middle-aged man straightened up and said in a deep voice to the door: "Come in!"

I saw a young man in a black suit walking in cautiously with six cups of tea on a tray.

"Chairman, the tea you wanted!"

The middle-aged man suddenly did not have the humble color he had before, but instead had a coercive face and an unsmiling appearance.

"Put it down!"

The young man put the tea in front of several old men one by one, and every movement was extremely cautious, for fear that something would go wrong.

"Yikes!"

Just when the young man wanted to put down the last teacup, his hand suddenly shook and knocked over the tea in the cup on the old man who spoke before.

The old man remained silent, sitting in the same place, just opened his eyes slightly, skimmed the young man in front of him, and then continued to close his eyes and recuperate, but he knew that this young man could not live anymore, because these people always do things quietly, and when the other party is most relaxed, a fatal blow.

The young man's face also changed greatly, although he didn't know who these old men were in front of him, but from the moment he entered the door, he saw that his chairman had been standing, and they could sit peacefully, indicating that their identity was still above the chairman.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up for you right away!": The teenager apologized again and again, and hurriedly took out the toilet paper from his pocket and wiped it for the old man.

But the old man waved his hand slightly, looking indifferent.

"Go down!"

The young man was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to be angry at all, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"This ........"

The middle-aged man said, "If you are told to go down, you will go down!"

"Chairman, I really didn't mean to. The young man looked at the chairman with an aggrieved expression.

The middle-aged man began to become a little impatient, and said in a somewhat irritable tone: "Go down!"

The young man was frightened by this coercive momentum, hurriedly picked up his saucer, turned and walked out the door.

But just after the young man turned around, the old man suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and shot out a gloomy light, like a poisonous snake locking onto a lonely mouse, which made people shudder.

"Woohoo!"

The old man flicked his sleeve violently, counting the air currents that shot out of his cuffs, making a slight sound of breaking through the air. After doing this, the old man became more like a nobody, straightened his sleeves, and began to close his eyes again.

The young man heard a strange noise behind him, and was about to turn back, when suddenly there was a pain all over his body, which made him a little overwhelmed, he wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't shout, and his mouth seemed to be no longer his own, and he couldn't control it.

The next second, the boy's eyes were terrified, he found that the ground was in front of his eyes, and then he realized that his head had left his body and rolled to the ground.

Then, the boy saw the most terrifying picture in his life, a headless body stood in front of his eyes, the flesh on the body was like snowflakes, pieces fell off, and soon a bloody skeleton appeared in front of him, covered with viscous blood, dripping to the ground.

"Click!"

The bloody skeleton suddenly fell to the ground, and Sensen's white bones were scattered all over the ground, but the amazing thing was that the organs in the body were intact, and those organs seemed to be conscious, and they flowed into a pile of automatics and piled up aside.

The boy's eyes widened, his pupils dilated violently, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his entire eyeball seemed to burst out of his socket under his vigorous pull.

"Ahh

The boy used the last bit of strength in his body to release the fear in his heart with a faint wail, and then coughed up viscous plasma from the corner of his mouth, and his tongue suddenly became weak, like a stream of water, flowing out of his mouth, hanging obliquely at the corner of his mouth, his eyes that were wide open never closed again, and the originally dilated pupils shrank in an instant, like a balloon deflated, and at the same time, the last trace of vitality was lost, leaving only a silence like dead ashes.

After everything was over, the old man opened his eyes again, turned to the middle-aged man and said indifferently: "Call someone to clean it up, this body is quite young, there is nothing wrong with these organs, it should be able to be sold for a good price." ”