Wu Ming was unaware of Yangmei's abnormal movements, lowered his head in contemplation, his eyes were half-narrowed, and his brows were slightly furrowed in a trance, and then he let go again, and then lay on the side of the bed. He felt tired and felt that his mental energy was very draining and he needed to replenish his sleep. Staying in the hospital, the surroundings were unusually quiet, and the others had returned to the dormitory.

As night fell, the sunset outside the window was hidden behind a big tree, and the two people in the hospital bed were also squinted. The First People's Hospital is well equipped with excellent conditions, elegant and quiet environment, and is a good place for recuperation. Yang Mei's condition was recurrent and difficult to control, so she was originally going to be locked up in a psychiatric hospital, but through Murong Xue's arrangement, she still lived in an ordinary hospital ward without special monitoring. This is also for the better recovery of bayberry. For the tragedy of Yangmei's family, everyone cast sympathetic eyes and helped within their ability. Murong Xue solved all the problems with a phone call. After she reluctantly left, she told Wu Ming to take good care of Yangmei. Yangmei is now mentally disordered, and strangely only has a feeling of closeness to Wu Ming. So Wu Ming became a male nurse in disguise.

Time slipped away quietly, and when the hospital was wrapped in night, and Yangmei opened her eyes, a gust of wind blew through the curtains, lifting Yangmei's hair, revealing her crystal clear little ears, with a small hole in the ear, and a cold number engraved under the hole.

Lifting the quilt, Yang Mei got up and came to the window, Wu Ming was still asleep and didn't feel anything. Yangmei's eyes turned blue, staring at Wu Ming's neck faintly.

"Ding-" Yangmei pulled out a hair from her head, silver, if Wu Ming saw it, he would be surprised, because this hair was exactly the same as the hair next to Xu Pengfei's corpse in the small park. Gradually approaching Wu Ming, a look of struggle flashed on Yangmei's face, and the hand that was about to put on Wu Ming's neck stopped in mid-air, biting her lip, her eyes were full of complexity, and finally sighed, turned around and walked towards the door, the silver hair in her hand disappeared.

When the door of the ward closed, Wu Ming raised his head, got up and followed out, with such a look in his eyes, and then followed out. Hospital at night, very quiet. Yangmei got out of the hospital and beckoned to take a taxi. Wu Ming followed behind him, took a taxi and said to the master: "Master, follow the car in front of you, don't get too close." ”

Two taxis drive back and forth, walking along Riverside Avenue. At night, the traffic in Huhai is busier than during the day. Several times the master chased and lost, but Wu Ming pointed at will, and he was able to rediscover the other party. This made the master very surprised. The car gradually drove to the suburbs, and the master hesitated a little and said: "Brother, we generally don't go back to the suburbs, you see......"

Wu Ming glanced at him and said lightly: "Keep up, it's okay." The master was glanced at by Wu Ming, and his forehead began to sweat, and his eyes gave him great mental pressure.

The master answered, and drove honestly to follow. Out of the avenue, I stopped at an ordinary house in the suburbs, a few hundred meters away, and Yangmei's taxi was quietly parked there. The lights of the taxi were on, but the driver and Yangmei disappeared. Wu Ming's brows furrowed, and he asked with a smell of blood. The master beside him had weak feet and said in fear: "What's the matter?" ”

Wu Ming said calmly: "You can go, how much?" ”

The master looked at his watch and hesitated: "Two hundred and five." ”

Wu Ming took out the money, the master borrowed the money, hurriedly got into the car, didn't bother to say the kind words, then drove away The taxi gradually disappeared from view, Wu Ming turned his head to look at the only place where there was a light here. Within a radius of several hundred meters, there is only one such family. The hut was hidden behind the woods, in the dark, revealing a little light that illuminated the road ahead. Wu Ming withdrew his feet that were about to step on the dirt, and looked down to see a few red lines pulling.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and the trap arrangement here was exactly the same as that of the snipers at that time. Not surprisingly, the inference in my mind was correct. With a cold glint in his eyes, the rattlesnake finally showed its tail.

Wu Ming easily jumped onto a big tree, holding the trunk with both hands, and easily jumped onto another tree. At this time, his eyes were full of context, and the traps on the ground were undoubtedly in his eyes. Wu Ming's eyes were like a computer, and he began to calculate the route to liberation. Soon, several methods appeared in Wu Ming's mind. I saw him land vertically, standing on his toes on the ground, flipping a few times, and jumping on another big tree, and then using the same method, repeating this several times, out of the fifty-meter woods.

Gathering the breath of the whole body and not missing the slightest air fluctuation, Wu Ming controlled the air fluctuation around him, making it seem as if he had never been here.

Through the window, I saw a dim oil lamp lit in the room. There were no lights, no other appliances. It seems that this house is ancient, and the furnishings inside are very simple, even a little rudimentary. Yangmei was among them, and in front of her sat a person, with his back to her, unable to see his face, wearing a linen robe, and three incense sticks were inserted in the incense burner in front of her, and smoke was rising in the room. The sandalwood wafted out of the window, Wu Ming's heart moved slightly, he felt that this fragrance was strange, and immediately closed his breath.

"I'm back, sir." Yang Mei said, her voice was very cold, as if she had changed someone.

The gentleman hummed, and instead of speaking, stepped forward to light the other three sticks of incense and put them back on the incense burner. At this time, the color of the incense is blue, which is completely different from the yellow just now. Wu Ming secretly said that it is not good, and Yangmei is going to be unlucky. With a keen intuition, he felt a hint of murder. Mr. is very well hidden, with the current realm of bayberry, it is difficult to detect.

"Yangmei, how is the task completed?" Mr. said lightly.

Yang Mei bowed her head and said: "Wu Ming's strength is very strong, I am not an opponent." ”

Mr. snorted coldly: "Let's listen, what level is Wu Ming's strength?" ”

Yang Mei pondered for a while and said, "Don't know, I used the blood coagulation technique, and it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest. ”

The gentleman pondered, "If this is the case, then the rumors may be true. ”

"What rumors?" Yang Mei frowned.

The gentleman sighed and said, "Wu Ming's strength may reach the legendary Gangjin realm. ”

"Impossible!" Yang Mei shouted, "There are very few people in the world who can reach the realm of Gangjin, how old is he?" ”

The gentleman shook his head and said, "Some people can't be inferred by common sense. Wu Ming is not an ordinary person. He broke the organization for several major events, and the organization ordered everyone to kill him at all costs. ”

Yang Mei nodded in agreement: "What I said is that if this person is still alive, I don't know how much he has grown, and he can't let it go, but how can the organization kill a master who may be a strong man?" ”

Mr. smiled: "Don't worry, the organization will arrange it." Although Wu Ming is very strong, he has a big weakness. ”

Yangmei's eyes burned, waiting for an answer.

The gentleman continued: "Wu Ming is too affectionate. The organization is ready to start with the people around him. ”

"What?" Yang Mei exclaimed.

The gentleman smiled and said, "Distressed? Feel like the organization is doing something bad? ”

Yangmei's eyes flashed, and she bowed her head and said: "Don't dare, Yangmei accepts the cultivation of the organization and will definitely live up to the expectations of the organization." ”

The gentleman snorted coldly and said, "It's good to know, since the organization can make you, it can also destroy you." Do you understand. In the future, if you make meritorious contributions, maybe the organization will be able to resurrect your parents. It is not nonsense to resurrect your parents in order to organize the existing science and technology. Recently, the organization has made great progress in biological projects, and I believe that in the near future, the organization will definitely get qualitative development. ”

Yang Mei's face changed slightly, her shoulders moved slightly, and she said respectfully: "Sir, Yang Mei is wrong!" ”

The gentleman still didn't turn around, fiddling with the ashes on the incense burner, and said with a smile: "That's right." ”

Say it, Mr. turned around, and Wu Ming saw the other party's true face. His face was miserable, his face looked like a wrinkled old newspaper, his face was even more sallow, like oiled paper, his teeth were insufficient, his two front teeth were open, his mouth could not be closed, and he looked to be over sixty years old. Fear flashed in Yangmei's eyes, but she still stood honestly. The inside of the gentleman's linen garment is vacuum. Inside was a thin body, and the ribs could be seen clearly, like dry wood in the woods. But this person's crotch was already cocked high, and a fiery gaze shot out of his eyes.

Yang Mei bit her lip and wanted to dodge his hand, but she didn't dodge because she didn't care about anything, and let the other party's palm caress her body. The gentleman looked excited, and the ribs on his chest rose and fell with his rapid breathing, like a zombie buried in the dirt.

Poof! Mr. tore off the bayberry's outer clothes, revealing white skin, and a touch of seductiveness on his chest, and his palms moved slowly, kneading cruelly and rudely. The gentleman leaned over his cheek, used the few remaining cavities, lightly bit the bayberry's Yin Hong two points, opened the bow left and right, and the other hand reached into the inner thigh of the bayberry, rubbing back and forth. Yang Mei's body tightened, pushed away Mr.'s hand, and said, "Sir, it's inconvenient today!" ”

The gentleman hurriedly said, "Inconvenient? It's inconvenient too! I can't wait. I want to taste the modified body, and quickly take off my clothes. ”

Yang Mei was hurt by Mr.'s palm, and frowned: "Sir, can my parents really be resurrected?" ”

The gentleman hurriedly said, "Of course, as long as I say two words, there must be no problem." If you serve me well. ”

Hearing this, Yang Mei sadly took away the blocking hand and let the gentleman pounce on her. Smelling the faint aroma of sandalwood, Yangmei found that her body became hot, a wisp of green silk rose in her heart, and the ugly face in front of her gradually became blurred, replaced by a handsome face, a familiar face.

"Huh!" Yangmei made an emotional sound in her throat, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Things changed dramatically in front of her, and she slept in a mountain of red rhododendrons, losing herself. Red azaleas, what beautiful flowers, all over the mountain! Naked, feeling the coldness of the earth, countless petals fell from the sky, covering the earth and drenching the bayberry. The emotion that invaded the bone marrow eroded her body and mind. She sensed she needed a strong embrace.

But why is my chest so stuffy? The boulder is pressed on the chest, and the eyes are gradually blurred, the mountains of azaleas, which one is me?

(To be continued)