"I don't believe it. ”

"Whatever you want, you can believe it or not, where is he now?"

"He... Dead, killed by the organization's people. ”

The more Cheng Hao thought about it, the more angry he became, and he punched the wall.

Rumble!

The sound of the tiles on the curtain cracking, followed by some dust falling.

"What, dead?"

Lao Zhangtou picked up the cigarette and took a sharp puff.

"Hmm. ”

For a long time, Lao Zhangtou smoked a tube of cigarettes in silence.

"Dead or not, only the dead don't have a chance to kill, but these things have nothing to do with me now. ”

"Do you hate him?" Cheng Hao said lightly.

"Hate!"

The old man gritted his teeth, "I have tried to kill him more than once, but I have not seen him until now. ”

"Why do you hate him so much?"

"He killed the woman I loved. ”

"Why did he do that?"

"Killers don't need emotion, and you can't be an organization-driven killing machine without that, and I'm guessing you've always kept that in mind. ”

The old man said this sentence that Cheng Hao agreed with very much.

"The killer doesn't need emotion, it's like the monster inside us, it's dominated by all the forces of anger.... ”

"Don't worry, I just want to live this life quietly now, besides, I'm just an old man with grandchildren. ”

"That's good!"

Cheng Hao looked up at the bright moonlight, at this moment he inadvertently thought of Guan Meiqian, and secretly said in his heart: I don't know how she is now.

The camera shifted to the Guan family's villa, on the second floor of the apartment, Guan Meiqian tossed and turned in the room and hugged the bear and still couldn't sleep.

Lifting the quilt, Guan Meiqian put on slippers and sat in front of the window quietly looking at the bright moonlight, and secretly said in her heart: I hope you will live happily in another world.

Looking at the withered roses in front of the window, Guan Meiqian missed Cheng Hao more and more, and suddenly he got up and took the key and went downstairs.

After going downstairs, Guan Meiqian opened Cheng Hao's door and pressed the switch of the chandelier.

The room is still neatly furnished, and the lights on the computer monitor are still flickering.

Sitting in front of the computer, Guan Meiqian touched the keyboard and found that the computer was still on.

This aroused Guan Meiqian's curiosity, and there was still a document called Xinlu on the desktop.

Driven by curiosity, Guan Meiqian immediately clicked on the document and read it from the beginning.

Xinlu records that from the beginning of Cheng Hao's entry into the company to the time he and Cui Chengzhi went to the gambling boat to collect evidence, there are tens of thousands of words, including all kinds of interesting things, and Guan Meiqian is awkward, and he can persuade himself every time he fights with someone: The next time he fights, he won't be able to soak in girls.

"Hahaha..." looked at Guan Meiqian and laughed.

But smiling and laughing, Guan Meiqian cried, he saw Cheng Hao's story about the Dawn Organization, although it was a little fragmentary, but a story of brotherly love still appeared in Guan Meiqian's mind.

At this moment, Guan Meiqian finally knew Cheng Hao's so-called mysterious identity, and even more understood the reason why he was reluctant to mention it to others, because this story was really sad.

"Cheng Hao, you bastard!" Guan Meiqian angrily closed the file: "Why don't you tell me these things?"

"Ahh

In front of the wooden trestle bridge in the fishing village in the south of the city, Cheng Hao sneezed loudly.

The old man helped Cheng Hao up, "It's cold, let's go back!"

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao got up and returned to the wooden house with the old man.

The sun and the moon alternated, time passed, and three days later, Hound Dog, Yang Kun and others were released, and the two sides promised that there would be no more disputes.

Cui Zhiming, who was sitting in the office, shook his head and sighed, the initiative in this matter is not in the hound or Yang Kun, but Huang Jingshan, if he wants to find trouble with the hound, then it will definitely set off a bloody storm, if he ignores the past suspicions, maybe Jianghai City can still settle down.

Cui Zhiming talked to Huang Jingshan about this issue more than once, but Huang Jingshan refused, claiming that he was a businessman and would not participate in disputes on the road.

That's the end of it.

At the same time, Cheng Hao's death has become a public knowledge in Shenhai City.

The Huangjingshan gang seems to be a giant dragon awakened, once again active in the big and small corners of Shenhai City, as if they are clowns jumping off the beam.

Huang Jingshan was busy with his business at home and was about to renegotiate with L, but at the moment the phone at home was blown up.

Huang Jingshan never gets tired of it.

The housekeeper Lao Wang came to Huang Jingshan's side and whispered, "Master, the hound has come out of the police station!"

"Hmph!" Huang Jingshan touched the corner of his mouth, and remembered the slap that the hound gave him, "Find someone to smash his field for me!"

"Yes!" the butler Lao Wang immediately bowed and withdrew.

When the hound and others were released from prison, Wang Fatzi set up a table, which was regarded as a few to catch the wind for him.

The table was dark, but the mood was still low, the main seat on the table was still empty, and that seat belonged to Cheng Hao.

However, at the other end, three vans arrived at the entrance of the ocean bath, and a green-haired monster took the lead, and the forty or fifty men rushed into the bath without saying a word.

The more than ten younger brothers who stayed behind immediately fought with each other, but their combat effectiveness was inferior to that of the other party, and they were immediately defeated.

The green-haired monster and others smashed the bath from the first floor to the third floor, and then from the third floor to the first floor, and all the customs guests were scared away, and the staff fled in fright, and at the same time beat the hunting dogs.

The hound who was drinking was on fire at that time, and he rushed back to the bath with people towards the guy, but the other party had already run away without a trace, and inquired and learned that the other party was a green-haired monster.

The rat head, who was very familiar with Deep Sea City, shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of this person.

The hound, who was running to take revenge tonight, was stopped by Wang Fatzi, who knew that this was done by the other party on purpose.

Wang Fatzi is not ready to retaliate, and hopes that this matter will be understood, so as not to cause trouble again.

Everyone persuaded them bitterly, but the hound gave up and did not pursue it further.

On this night, Guan Meiqian, who returned home, suddenly smiled, because he opened Cheng Hao's heart, and the last article said that he returned to Shenhai City after the mission failed.

If Cheng Hao hadn't died, Guan Meiqian would naturally be much happier, holding this hope that it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, Guan Meiqian returned to normalcy again, and repeatedly told herself that Cheng Hao was still alive.

Another three days have passed, Cheng Hao's amazing recovery is amazing, and the wound is basically healed.

That morning, the old man removed the gauze on Cheng Hao's body.

Moving his muscles and bones, Cheng Hao seemed to feel reborn, and couldn't wait to punch outside the wooden house.

Finding out the mobile phone, Cheng Hao dialed the number of the hound, in fact, he knew that the hounds were not the best candidates, but only he could get them.

"Brother!" The hound who received Cheng Hao's call was as surprised as if he had seen a corpse, and exclaimed, "You are not dead!"

Cheng Hao said solemnly: "Don't make a sound, from now on everything I have said to you, you are not allowed to tell others, including the rat head, only you are allowed to know!"

"I understand!" Although the hound is reckless, he has always taken Cheng Hao's explanation seriously.

"Go get me two AKs tomorrow!and a black car!" These things are enough for Cheng Hao.

"What's that?" the Hound didn't seem to have heard of the name.

"Scattered bombs, that is, what we often call trolls!" Cheng Hao then remembered that ordinary people call them scattered bombs or trolls.

"I see, when will I give you something?" the hound on the other end of the phone was already enthusiastic in his heart.

"Tomorrow!" Cheng Hao hurriedly hung up the phone, removed the battery and pulled out the mobile phone card.

At the same time, a dozen wobbly little creatures walked towards the cabin.

(End of chapter)