Chapter 19 Organizing

"Huh?" Xue Hongde was originally very puzzled by Yan Qi's actions, but after seeing this wound, his face instantly sank, this wound, he was a little familiar, but he was not sure.

But when he got closer and saw the faint black gas emanating from the wound, he was furious, and a heavy muffled grunt echoed through the living room.

"Heh, you admit it?" Yan Qi put down his clothes and put on his coat again. "I don't want to say anything about who did it, but I'm curious to know, is this what you refined?"

Steward Zhong seemed to realize something, he hurriedly stepped forward to say something to Yan Qi, but was stopped by Xue Hongde waving his hand, and now he could be sure.

"It's the sword I have refined, it seems that it needs to be improved, and the damage to people is still too great. Xue Hongde's face was as cold as frost, and he no longer had the leisurely sufficacy of talking and laughing.

"Okay, you Xue Hongde really has some skills. When Yan Qi faced the head of this big family, he didn't have any fear at all, and his face was still calm and calm.

"But, next time, I hope this thing doesn't come at me again. ā€

There was a crisp click, and a black short sword was inserted on the coffee table, and the quality of the coffee table was naturally excellent, but this time, it was directly stabbed several points.

But it didn't shatter because of this, just a few more cracks.

Xue Hongde looked at the short sword that was thrown onto the coffee table by Yan Qi, which was one of the five short swords he had refined.

"I hope this thing isn't used to hunt my existence. Yan Qi bit every word extremely hard, and his dark brown eyes also revealed the same murderous aura at this time.

"Brother Yan, it's funny. Xue Hongde's expression relaxed again. "There must be some misunderstanding here, come, sit, don't be angry. ā€

"Don't sit down, I still have something to do, and I've been delayed by the old bell all morning. Yan Qi turned his face slightly and looked at Steward Zhong, and the old butler snorted angrily.

After speaking, Yan Qi walked to Bai Ran's side, took the skull from her hand, and threw it to Xue Hongde again.

"This thing should be a souvenir for you. ā€

With that, Yan Qi took Bai Ran and walked towards the door.

"Brother Yan stayed. Xue Hongde stopped Yan Qi.

"This thing is not ordinary, I, Xue Hongde, will not accept such a valuable thing casually. He came to Yan Qi's side, reached into the pocket of his robe, and took out a card.

"In November, that is, this month, the major families will hold a grand internal auction, and yours, I am confident, can sell for a very high price. ā€

"Oh, that's what you're looking for me today, right? Then you just give me the money, I can't handle that kind of high-end occasion. ā€

Xue Hongde insisted on stuffing the card into Yan Qi's hand, and then whispered in his ear, "Be sure to keep an eye on the Fang family." ā€

With that, he took the skull and left the parlor first.

"I'll help you collect this thing first, and I'll present it directly to the auction house when the time comes. ā€

In the corridor, only Xue Hongde's loud voice echoed.

"Family joint auction?" Yan Qi looked at the card, frowned, it was a business card again, how many business cards had he received in the past few days, and when he heard this, he knew that it was a gathering of upper-class people.

"This is unusual, this joint auction of the major families, even if it is a servant like me, I can't follow the master to enter, and the master actually wants to take you there?" Steward Zhong came to Yan Qi's side at this time and said in a deep voice.

"The Fang family... Is this a commission..."

Yan Qi thought about it, but also put the card away.

So the two of them, under the leadership of Steward Zhong, left the Xue family building.

Meanwhile.

Somewhere inside a research facility.

It's a small but secluded facility that sits deep in the mountains on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by woods and guarded by heavily armed personnel at all times.

In the facility, in one room, the dim light against the white wall reflects a very eerie atmosphere.

The room was empty, and all sides were covered with walls made of special materials.

In this room, no outside sounds can be heard, as it has a unique structure that is absolutely isolated from the outside world.

Unless you're inside the house, you're shooting at the door with a gun, and the people inside won't hear you.

At this moment, in the interior of the room, there is a person, wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, white trousers, and no shoes.

It's a bit like a hospital gown worn by a patient, but it's more snug.

The man curled up and fell to the floor of the room, his body trembling slightly, his eyes glazed over, as if he had suffered a great deal of pain, and at this time he was only conscious, and he had done his best.

"Bang dang. ā€

The heavy door was mechanically opened, and it was clear that it would be impossible to force it open, even if the door was unlocked, if it was done manually.

"Yo, are you still awake?" walked in from outside, dressed in a white coat, with an extremely sly smile on his face, like a fox.

It was the fox-faced man who suddenly appeared with a soldier at that time.

ā€œ... Get lost. The man who fell to the ground spat out a word, and then stopped looking at the fox-faced man.

This person is the Zou Xing who was taken away by the military [Harmony] Dui.

Strangely enough, however, he was not taken to the so-called military prison, but was transferred directly from Y City to the research institute deep in the mountains, and then there was a continuous stream of painful experiments.

The experiment lasted a day and a night.

It wasn't until half an hour ago that he was finally released and thrown into this isolated room.

"It's good, you're injured like that, and you're still alive. The fox-faced man put his hand in his trouser pocket and paced slowly beside Zou Xing.

"But that's about it. The fox-faced man stopped and squatted down beside Zou Xing. "Your power is gone, not a single thing. ā€

Then he grimaced it.

"After so many twists and turns, I gave you strength, and what happened to you? Instead of evolving it, you became a waste?"

He grabbed Zou Xing's hair and slowly lifted his head, wanting to see how embarrassed Zou Xing's expression was at this time.

Suddenly, Zou Xing burst out from the ground and punched the fox-faced man's face. The punch sent the fox-faced man's body flying upside down and slamming into the wall.

However, it was not over, another hook punch hit the abdomen, directly knocking the fox-faced man to his knees and vomiting.

The moment he raised his foot to kill the fox-faced man, his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and then, he felt the world spin and fell heavily to the ground.

This dress turns out to have this function.

Thinking like this, Zou Xing only felt some kind of cursing sound sounding beside him.

"X, your mother!, have you forgotten who gave you all this!?"

The fox-faced man struggled, stood up, and kicked hard at the fallen Zou Xing, the heels of his heavy leather shoes and trampled on Zou Xing's abdomen, chest, and face.

"Have you forgotten who gave you these powers!Have you gone to avenge your wife and daughter!?"

He showed no mercy, and kicked Zou Xing's face to the ground.

As the fox-faced man used all his strength and almost stepped on his entire body, there was a crisp sound in Zou Xing's right eye socket, which was actually stepped on by the fox-faced man, and his right eyeball was instantly congested, red and scary, and blood seeped out of his eyes and mouth.

"Enough. Another voice sounded outside the door, and from his blurred eyes, Zou Xing vaguely saw another person walking in.

"You can't kill him. The visitor said lightly.

"Why not! He's already a piece of waste! What's the use of keeping him?!" the fox-faced man snarled at the visitor.

"Huh?" the man put his hand in the pocket of his white coat, then turned to look at the fox-faced man. "Xiahou Ding, I said, you can't kill him, do you understand?"

With just this sentence, the fox-faced man trembled, and then said, "Okay, good." I still have a job, so I'll go first. He glared at Zou Xing on the ground, and muttered to the man who had just come in: "By the way, I took someone to recover a stalker's corpse yesterday... The corpse, maybe it was the one you're interested in, I'll keep an eye out for you. ā€

With that, he pushed the door open.

The man looked at Zou Xing, took out a phone and said a few words into the phone, and then walked out without looking back.

Zou Xing's consciousness became more and more blurred, and after some time, several more people came, and they carried themselves on a stretcher, as if to transport themselves to be healed.

In a dim light, he seemed to see the man again, standing at the door of a room, with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, also looking at himself.

And his face... It felt like something familiar to me.

After that, he lost consciousness completely.

At this time, Xue Hongde's office was in the middle.

"Dad..."

A young man with slightly curly hair stood obediently at the desk, and when Xue Hongde went out to meet guests, he maintained this posture, thinking about it for so long, he didn't dare to move.

"I don't need you to explain the whereabouts of that dagger now. Xue Hongde's face was gloomy, and he threw the short sword that Fang Cai Yan Qi threw at the young man's feet, and the short sword pierced the carpet straight and plunged deep into the floor.

The boy didn't even dare to move his toes, he kept hanging his head, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Dad... I—" Finally, he mustered up the courage to speak. "I... I was just... I just wanted to try your sword... Can you kill them... I. ā€

"Killed?" replied coldly, and the boy knew he had said the wrong thing.

"No.. No. ā€

Standing in front of Xue Hongde at this time was the young man who attacked Yan Qi and Bai Ran in the abandoned building that day, that is, Xue Hongde's son, Xue Yang.

"In the future, you are not allowed to attack those two again. Xue Hongde turned his back to the young man, still holding the skull in his hand.

"But, but Father... That.. That monster... She... And those monsters who killed their mothers, they are from the same world. Xue Yang argued that only when he talked about his mother did he have the courage to argue with Xue Hongde.

"So what, your neighbor killed someone, do you want to be buried with him?"

"That's different! Dad! That monster came to our world! Then she's an intruder! Dad! Mother's revenge! Don't you want to take revenge! You..."

Xue Hongde turned around suddenly, glared at his son coldly, and with just one look, Xue Yang felt like he was in an ice cellar, and even his heart almost froze, and then he said word by word: "In the future, you are not allowed to attack them." ā€

Xue Yang originally wanted to say something, but when he saw his father's attitude, he knew that he had caused a big disaster, and his father was now extremely angry.

"That's it, even Ah Xue can follow you to mess around!"

Hearing this, Xue Yang raised his head and said anxiously: "No! This has nothing to do with Yixue! I asked her to follow me, she just obeyed your orders and protected me!"

He had to argue, although he knew that it might bring him even more disaster, but he couldn't help it, he had to argue that if his father was angry with Yixue, then he had really made a big mistake.