"What did you say? Joe went to S City?"

"Yes, sir, what now?"

"He's in the light, we're in the dark, keep an eye on him for me, if there's a difference, I'll just ask!"

He hung up the phone, leaned against the wall, slammed it on the floor, and kicked the table over.

All the bottles and cans on the table fell to the ground, he was still angry, grabbed a water cup and smashed it towards the mirror, with a loud noise, the mirror shattered.

In the mirror, he looked coldly at himself in the mirror, squinted, and covered his eyes with his hands.

Anxious, hesitant, angry, there seems to be a fire burning in my heart.

The mind is a mess, and the heart is also a mess, and the more entangled the thoughts become, the tighter and tighter they become.

Like alone, in front of an invisible and powerful enemy, he desperately thinks of a way to deal with it, but there is nothing he can do.

and like a poisonous serpent, it entangled itself so tightly that he could not breathe.

He clutched his head tightly, closed his eyes, countless fragments flashed quickly in his mind, and he wanted to reach out to catch it, but all he could catch was empty and ethereal.

"Are you alright, sir?"

A figure appeared outside the door when a sound was heard, followed by a knock on the door.

He stood silently in the middle of the room, a glass shard at his feet.

"Sir?"

I felt that there was no movement in the house, and the knocking of people outside the door became more frequent.

He walked to the window, hooked the curtain with his fingers, and a glare of sunlight came in, and he gasped, and released his hand like an electric shock, and took several steps back.

"Sir, you ...... Are you alright?"

The man outside the door pushed the door and knocked again, seemingly pacing anxiously.

He strode to the door, opened the door, and without waiting for the man to react, he directly grabbed the neck of the man outside the door and led him into the house.

The room was dimly lit, and it was impossible to see anything at all, except for the sound of rapid breathing.

Due to the excessive movement, the table was collided and made a noise, and the man screamed in horror, his voice trembling: "You...... You ......" but was so shocked that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

He untied the blindfold and threw it on the ground, revealing his hideous left eye, his dark blue pupils murderous, like a wolf that had been woken up, and his eyes were full of gloomy haze.

“…… How long are you going to lock me up?" he spat out a few words on his thin lips, his eyes locked on the other.

The man trembled with fright, and his eyes were evasive, not daring to look him in the slightest.

“…… We are just carrying out Mr. Miyamoto's orders, Mr. Lee...... You ......"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed his neck tightly with one hand, picked up the thin other party, and threw him against the wall.

The man let out a muffled grunt and rolled into the corner, immediately losing consciousness.

He kicked the door open with all his might, strode forward, and suddenly stopped.

"Get out of here!"

He roared, and the few people who stood in his way did not react at all, like a wall of flesh, surrounding him, so that he had no chance of escape.

"Mr. Lee, I'm sorry, please go back to the house, you can't ...... without Mr. Miyamoto's permission"

"Then let you, Mr. Miyamoto, come and see me!"

"This ......" the men began to hesitate.

He was very impatient, grabbed one of them by the collar and carried him to the wall, the man struggled for a long time, but his strength was so great that ordinary people could not break free from his restraints.

"Mr. Lee...... Do you have something to say......" The man was startled and began to beg for mercy.

Li Sen didn't even frown, he pinched him tightly, and the killing intent in his eyes was about to overwhelm the other party.

"You're in such a hurry, where do you want to go?"

Miyamoto Wusuke closed his eyes slightly, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his expression was leisurely.

Li Sen pushed those people away, walked directly in front of Miyamoto Gosuke, and looked at Miyamoto Gosuke with a scrutinizing gaze.

The moment he saw Miyamoto Gosuke, the killing intent in his eyes did not retreat, and it was shown to him without concealment.

A group of people took the initiative to step back and make way for Gosuke Miyamoto.

He walked up to Li Sen slowly and looked at him with a smile: "What's the matter, what happened to make you so angry?"

"Why didn't you tell me about Joe?!"

"I didn't tell you because ...... I don't think there's any need to tell you," he said slowly, "I asked Qiao to help Lin and kill Qin Xiayi, it can be seen how much I attach importance to this task, Qiao has always killed people without blinking, you can rest assured, he will definitely succeed in killing Qin Xiayi." He patted Lissen on the shoulder earnestly, ignoring his pale face.

"Lee, is your reaction a little too aggressive? Qin Xiayi...... She's okay with you already, right?"

Li Sen didn't speak, his lips pursed tightly.

Finally, Miyamoto Gosuke let out a sneer: "It seems that I did the right thing by grounding you, otherwise, you must go to S City to protect Qin Xiayi at this time, right?"

He evoked a sneer: "Father's words are really hurtful, after all, you still don't believe me, all the tasks will not be related to me, what good can it do to imprison me here?"

Miyamoto Wusuke laughed: "I naturally have my reasons for imprisoning you, and now it seems that you are really the same as I thought, and I can't bear to be angry." ”

"Father, I think you're wrong," he suddenly smiled, his smile was weird, "I'm angry because of Joe, I heard that he has been in the organization for nearly ten years, and has always been loyal to your father, but his whereabouts are strange and mysterious on weekdays, and he rarely appears in the organization, and I heard that he has been out on a mission......?

What he said was true, and Miyamoto Wusuke was stunned when he heard it: "You really think so?"

He sneered: "No matter what I think, father, don't you don't believe me?"

"If that's what you think, then I'm glad you did. He said slowly, looking at him with an unfathomable look.

"You imprisoned me here, and when I accidentally learned the news, of course I would be furious, and I would not be taken seriously by you, and I would be more uncomfortable than anything else. ”

He looked at Miyamoto Wusuke quietly, and there was a pool of lake water in his deep eyes.

"Hmph, yes, then I'm glad to know what's in your mind, don't worry, your mission is coming soon. After Miyamoto Wusuke left these words, he had no intention of continuing to speak.

He looked at the back of Gosuke Miyamoto walking farther and farther, his fists slowly clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes was turbulent.