Chapter 540: Why
Not long after Ye Zi and Eleven Lang left, two slender figures appeared here, looking at the blood all over the ground, and sighed helplessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"It's a step too late."
One of the two looked at the blood all over the ground, and lit a cigarette with a snap, his thin rosy lips opened slightly, and a circle of smoke spit out, enveloping his handsome and cold face.
After a while, a cigarette in his hand burned out, Chen Ye raised his foot to stomp on the cigarette butt, raised his head and seemed to say to the void, "Let them be buried in the ground, deal with it, and immediately go to the next branch." β
After saying that, Ling Feng stood in place for a while, sighed, and turned to follow behind Chen Ye.
After the two left, more than a dozen figures appeared out of thin air in the original clearing, acting in place at a speed like a ghost.
But fortunately, the second half of the night1 finally passed quietly.
The next day, Qin Tian and the others sat on the sofa, everyone's faces were full of worry and melancholy, and when they heard the footsteps coming from the door, everyone's hearts were instantly tightened, and they raised their eyes to look at the door.
Mo Ran was the least calm, got up directly, and looked at the two of them eagerly, "How is it?" Did something happen? β
Ling Feng, who was walking in front, paused, and Chen Ye behind him strode forward, passed him, and shook his head at Mo Ran.
Everyone's eyes dimmed, Mo Ran sighed a little stupidly, grabbed a handful of his hair, and sat on the sofa in annoyance.
Chen Ye turned around and sat on the sofa, habitually lit a cigarette, with a bit of sadness and confusion on his face, looking at the void with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chen Ye has been smoking much more often than before, and there are so many worries that he is a little out of breath.
Who killed those 1 people? What exactly is the purpose? Only 1 is to force him out? Or is there another purpose?
Chen Ye couldn't understand, if it was just for himself, then he could come directly to him, even if the power of the manor was very strong, but they were so unconfident in their abilities? Chen Ye didn't believe it, after all, both branches were completely wiped out.
"I'm tired, go up and rest for a while, don't bother me with anything important."
After Chen Ye finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the second floor with an indifferent face.
Ling Feng sat for a while, he seemed to feel too depressed in his heart, turned around and went up to the second floor, and there were only three people left in the living room, Qin Tian, Mo Ran, and Sui Yue.
"The situation has been so tense lately, why don't you see the people of the Dragon Group? Where did you send them? Mo Ran couldn't stand such a stiff atmosphere, held his chin with one hand, looked at the quiet Qin Tian and asked.
"The dragon is still here, Xuan and Chun, I asked them to go out to help Brother Ye." Qin Tian responded lightly, and his somewhat immature face still showed a hint of confusion.
At his age, he has experienced a lot of things, maybe everyone will be confused.
Mo Ran sat on the side with his head bowed, leaning on Sui Yue's shoulder like a little daughter-in-law, looking at a certain point on the floor with confused eyes, sighing one after another.
"It's not early today, let's rest early, I always feel that something big is going to happen." Qin Tian's slender eyebrows were tightly frowned together, and the noble purple pupils turned over a little wave.
Mo Ran snorted, like an eggplant beaten by frost, drooped his head and walked upstairs, taking two steps along the way as if he was about to stick to the floor, Sui Yue really couldn't stand it, stepped forward to lift him directly, and walked up the stairs.
Qin Tian sat on the sofa alone for a while, leaning back on the back cushion with a tired face, pressing his chest with one hand, and his eyebrows wrinkled together in pain.
After about a few minutes, the pain in the chest dissipated a little, and the good-looking eyebrows slowly loosened, wiped his forehead, the back of his hands were full of beads of sweat, and he lifted his eyelids and subconsciously glanced at the second floor, fortunately, no one saw this scene, so he got up with difficulty and moved towards his room.
Not long after Qin Tian left, there was another figure in the living room, his silver hair reflected a faint light in the light, looking at the direction of Qin Tian's departure and sighing secretly, "Come on, lord, the time is coming......"
In the center of Lingcheng's downtown area, a five-star hotel shines brightly in the night, unlike other star-rated hotels, the security guards of this hotel are bulging behind them, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is a gun pinned to it.
In a room on the top floor, a man in a wide samurai suit sat cross-legged at the head of the bed, meditating with his eyes closed, as a cool breeze poured in through the window, blowing the corners of his coat up.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the curtains that were rolled up by the wind, and then said in a low voice, "Since you're here, let's come in." β
The wind was still sound at the window, and after a while, a figure rolled in neatly from outside, clapped his hands, and looked around at the surroundings.
"Watanabe, the environment where you live is good, it's much better than my basement." The visitor was dressed in a black tightsuit, with short brown hair and a tear mole at the corner of his eye.
Watanabe just glanced at him lightly, then closed his eyes again and said, "Why don't you conduct your experiments in that place, what are you doing here with me?" β
"It's really not a place for people, we have to experiment with living people every day, and the air is not smooth, so the smell is ...... Can you imagine, can't I come to you to talk? The man lay down on Watanabe's bed and tried the elasticity of the bed.
"Speaking of the purpose of your visit, I don't want to waste time," Watanabe said, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, "The first doctor of Vietnam came to me just for small talk?" I don't think I have that much face. β
The man grinned, his smile was a kind of coldness and bloodlust of the soul envoy, and he sat up from the bed with his hands propped up, his gaze wandering back and forth on Watanabe, unable to tell whether his gaze was cold or murderous.
"Watanabe, Watanabe, you and I are old acquaintances, why are you so ruthless? I can't even let me talk to you for a while. β
"If you really want to chat casually, then you are welcome, but really?"
Watanabe's eyes opened a slit, slanting his eyes and looking coldly at the figure behind him.
The doctor, with a knife in both hands, can save people and of course kill, and the one behind him is a devil in between, dressed as an angel.
The man was silent for a while, and then the smile in the corner of his eyes began to spread, and he stood up from the bed neatly, and his whole body suddenly changed, like the high Grim Reaper, squinting his eyes and picking Watanabe behind him, and his voice did not have the slightest warmth.
"Let your people do what they have to do and don't meddle in other people's affairs."
"They acted according to my instructions and did not interfere with the behavior of others." Watanabe didn't think so, and closed his eyes a little impatiently as he spoke, not minding that the person standing in front of him at the moment was a murderous person who didn't blink.
"Is it also your instruction to kill the people in that branch of the organization?"
The man's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he turned his feet to look at Watanabe in front of him.
"Killed the Branch?" Watanabe opened his eyes suddenly, with confusion in his eyes, and then his face sank, "I don't know what you're talking about." β
The man sneered, "It's better not what you instructed, the two branches have already been served in one pot, presumably it won't be long before those people find out, and then cause some commotion, I hope you can give me a reasonable ending, otherwise, ......"
A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he turned and strode towards the window, turning over, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into nothingness.
Watanabe's eyes changed uncertainly, and he pursed his lips to reflect on the truth of what the man had just said.
The first doctor is here in person, and it should be 1 not a joke about this kind of thing1, what the hell is Ye Zi doing? Why did you kill all of them?
After all, they are still in other people's territory, and it is inconvenient to have 2 major moves, what kind of wind is this leaf pumping?
The more Watanabe thought about it, the more angry he became, but there was a knock on the door at this moment, and he steadied himself and said in a deep voice, "Come in." β
"Watanabe-kun, we're back." Ye Zi Jiaomei's voice sounded in the room with a little evil spirit, and she walked in casually.
Watanabe took a deep breath, then stood up and turned to look at one of his most proud killers, a trace of anger flashed between his eyebrows, and he raised his hand and slapped it heavily on Yezi's face.
Eleven Lang, who was following behind him, was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Watanabe-kun, ...... are you?"
"Who told you to kill them all?" Watanabe put his hands behind his back, his face dark, "Didn't I tell you?" Just confuse those executives! β
Ye Zi snorted coldly, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes glowing with cold light, and looked at Watanabe's gaze2, and said stubbornly, "Just those people are worthy of me to sell their hue?" β
"Then you shouldn't have killed everyone1, now it's okay, those people have noticed our existence and will be found soon, how are we going to catch that kid then?"
"If I don't kill those people, won't those people find me?" Ye Zi stared at 2 Watanabe's face and sneered coldly, "Watanabe-kun has never been so naΓ―ve. β
"If those people search the whole city, they will find the experimental base of those people!" Watanabe gritted his teeth, eager to strangle the woman in front of him to death, this person is really getting more and more difficult to control.
A gleam flashed in Ye Zi's eyes, "That ghost is only 1 doctor coming to you, isn't it?" β
"Yes, just before you walk in the door." Watanabe took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions, after all, it was still a servant, and he couldn't punish her directly.
"Watanabe-kun, may I ask what does it matter to us about the safety of those people?" A hint of mockery appeared on Ye Zi's face, "Is their experiment any good for us and the country?" Why think about them? β