Mr. Jin didn't think that Wan Huan would come to join in the fun, and he now had two choices: step forward to stop it. However, Gao Tiancheng and Ah Dong are not idle people, and they will soon realize that there is fraud in this. The second option is to remain silent, silence can kill, and it can kill invisibly.

Some people say on the Internet that for evil, it is evil for bystanders not to speak out. Because their silence fosters the breeding of sin. He didn't quite understand then why silence breeds death.

Now he understands. Khan almost wanted to seep out of his forehead, and he tried not to show them in front of others. No! No. Not really. Especially in front of these three people, Wan Qian is not an idle person, no matter how much she loves herself, she will have doubts about her actions, doubt is a destructive seed, and he finally got her ......

What about her? Love or trust?

He didn't dare to think down, or even look down. Silence can kill, yes, it can. As long as he remains silent, Ah Dong will die in two months, and Wan Huan will also die.

However, Wan Huan is Wan Qian's life. Roots, so what?

Mr. Kim turned around and ran towards the bathroom. The bathroom is actually powerful for human beings, and it is not only convenient, it can sometimes help humans hide their sadness, sometimes it can make people escape embarrassment, and sometimes it can make people not face what they have to face at the moment.

The bathroom was a good place, and Mr. Kim went into the bathroom. He tried not to hesitate to make his footsteps look so hesitant, not too hesitant, he heard his own clear footsteps, each one seemed to step on his heart, if he turned back now, or there was still time to stop it.

Want?

Or don't?

If one day Wan Qian knew......

Oh no, she'll find out sooner or later.

Mr. Jin stretched out his hand to open the bathroom door, and the American-style dark wooden door made a clear creaking sound, this door should be a little oily, why didn't I think this door was so old before?

Mr. Jin guessed that even if he was really willing to turn back now, it might be too late, Wan Huan must have opened the bottle of medicinal oil, Mr. Jin closed his eyes in despair, he imagined that Wan Huan smeared the medicinal oil on his immature little hands, and after two months, his hands would begin to be inexplicably red and swollen and rotten, first meat, then bones, and finally internal organs, blood, they would corrode everything on his body.

Yes, everything. Until this life is completely wiped out of the world.

What is so rare about a life completely disappearing from the face of the earth? He has seen countless lives disappear from the face of the earth, some of which he personally sent them on.

And every time he sends them on the road, he makes them see their faces clearly.

"My name is Ah Jin, and I take it from the English king. The world is really hard, maybe you came to the wrong place. Maybe you should thank me. ”

Mr. Kim used to give them a breath of relief when he said this, looking at the fear and despair in their eyes. They were so frightened, so desperate. But they have also created the same fear and despair to others

。

None of the people he killed were innocent. Every person he kills is iron-clad in his life, but in the face of death, some people will even be incontinent on the spot. He enjoyed the thrill. That would give Mr. Kim a strong sense of self-existence, and he needed blood, life, and destruction in order to confirm his existence. He didn't really know if this was the life he really wanted, however, this was the life he had always been accustomed to since he could remember, and he had no choice.

Yes, Mr. Jin worked hard for an international organization, was bought at a low price since he was a child, and trained to become a bloodthirsty killer, they went everywhere to achieve the task, and who was the financier behind this task, and how the benefits were distributed, they had no way to interfere and had no way to know.

The only reason they exist is execution.

So killing Li Shatou and his brother is a mission.

Speaking of Li Shaving's head, when the man fought with him, it took him a lot of time to turn over Zhou Zhang, the man was very good behind him, his shots were fierce and accurate, and the two were almost evenly matched. Later, Mr. Jin made a killer move, and a critical thing fell out of his arms, but it was actually just a group photo of their family of three. The master's move was only one and a half moves, and Li shaved his head in a trance for his life.

Li shaved his head and was also the only one who did not die in front of him. He ran away, and Mr. Jin chased him to the dark passage, originally biting the clue of his departure, but for some reason let a man who had half his life left get rid of him.

Later, when he chased to the high house, Li shaved his head and completely choked. So he knew Gao Tiancheng from the beginning, knew Adong, knew Wan Qian, knew Wan Huan, and knew the relationship between them. Of course he knew that Wan Qian was on his side the night before, but he wasn't stupid. He's not stupid, how can he be stupid.

The children came from all over the world, they ate and slept together, they trained together, they saw each other as brothers. But when they reach a certain age, they will be starved for a week or more, do they want to eat?

Someone will come forward to ask, the man is not tall, but his voice is majestic enough.

Want to eat?

He asked again.

Everyone will be silent.

And silence kills, it really kills.

Mr. Kim's hand shook, and the bathroom door closed silently behind him. He knew that Wan Huan was finished, because he seemed to hear the sound of the medicinal oil being opened, and the familiar smell, he didn't want to smell the smell, so he closed the door, and he wanted to shut the smell out.

Locked out of the door, and at the same time locked out of the door, Wan Huan's safety was also closed.

He adjusts his breathing.

Want to eat?

Someone asked.

Do you want to?

Want to eat?

Why don't you want to eat?

Their eyes were blue with hunger.

"Then take up your weapons, as long as you kill the people around you, you will have something to eat."

Out of a hundred, only ten can be left. He closed his eyes, unwilling to remember. That was the first time Mr. Kim saw the human Shura field in this world. The battlefield of blood and fire was full of corpses, blood everywhere, internal organs flowing out, bare bones, and eyes that could not be closed.

Ah Jin waved the weapon in his hand until the slaughter arrived

In the end, there were only ten people left, and some people threw them food, and when they were full, someone took them to wash and change their clothes. The whole process was carried out quietly and orderly in silence, and Ah Jin's most hated silence from then on.

He had always thought that even if this was the end of the matter, the cruelest thing would be like this, but it was not. Later things were even more bloody, they were brought to their relatives who had abandoned them, and someone gave them ten orders: kill these people, and then ......

Mr. Kim closed his eyes in pain, he only dared to show his pain here. He didn't want to remember what happened next. Mr. Kim pressed the toilet bowl, and the water swirled and flowed into the sewer, and he turned on the faucet, washed his hands, washed his hands, washed his hands.

It is said that they will never have the opportunity to wash their hands in their lives, because the organization tells them that as long as one person wants to wash their hands, suicide is the only way out, otherwise not only will he but also nine other companions do it over the years, and everything will be automatically uploaded to Interpol.

Mr. Kim, you have no way back for a long time.

Mr. Kim, if you wash it again, your hands won't be clean.

He said to himself, his face calming back. When he went out, he saw Wan Huan happily helping Ah Dong with medicine, both of them were very happy, Wan Qian was also very happy, she was wearing an apron, and she looked good and virtuous. Mr. Jin lowered his head, no, Wan Qian, I didn't mean to, I didn't have a choice, I didn't have any other choice. If I speak out to stop it, then Gao Tiancheng and Ah Dong will be alert, and you will also know ------ know that I suspect you.

Yes, we people want to be foolproof in everything we do.

Last night, maybe you played with those people, or I knew that the man named Ah Dong was not my opponent at all, and no one could guess the woman's heart. A woman's heart, yes, no one can guess.

The soles of Mr. Jin's feet are like stepping on cotton, fluttering.

"What's wrong with you?" Wan Qian came over, but her voice was so distant, so far away, that thousands of troops roared in his ears. Mr. Kim forced himself to make his smile look calm.

Calm, calm, he heard his own voice.

Wan Huan turned around and smiled at him, he recognized the taste.

The smell, his heart was cold and suddenly painful, there was a small piece of muscle in his cheeks that he didn't control, they trembled slightly, Mr. Jin felt suffocated, maybe he didn't open the window, why did the smell of medicine be so big?

He looked at Ah Dong, who was also smiling. He resisted the impulse, yes, he wanted to rush over at the moment and wave his old fist at Ah Dong: Won't you rub the medicine yourself? Want a kid to help?

However, he blurted out that this medicine works very well.

It's good, it's really good, it's good you didn't expect.

The words that followed choked and were forced back into his throat, and he even heard some of the words swallowed in his own throat with a grunt.

Swallow.

He doesn't really have much choice but to swallow it.

He looked at Wan Qian, Wan Qian, Mr. Jin walked over, hugged Wan Qian tightly, and held her in his arms, the woman's body was obviously stiff in his arms

down, and then quickly soft.

"What's wrong?"

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." The woman also whispered.

Love me? Mr. Jin wanted to ask more, and now he could have the ability to get into this woman's heart, so that he could clearly see whether what she said was true or not.

Is it true?

Maybe she is clearly facing herself, and secretly wants to save Ah Dong and Gao Tiancheng the most, Ah Dong is definitely not my opponent when he fights alone, so this woman named Wan Qian made the first move and acted in front of him a late-night husband scene.

Mr. Jin pulled Wan Qian's shoulders and asked her with his eyes, isn't it? Were you acting with me last night?

He saw a gentle and peaceful smile on the woman's face, and Mr. Jin suddenly didn't dare to look into Wan Qian's eyes.

If in the future......

However, between Wan Qian, do they have a future?

Mr. Kim didn't know. The woman left her arms and looked back at Wan Huan's eyes with tenderness, and everyone was either talking or laughing. This scene made Mr. Jin suddenly sigh, the singing and dancing on the surface can't represent anything, no, nothing. He felt so heavy in his heart, like something heavy falling on him.

Still out of breath, he felt like he was about to suffocate himself.

"I went up and got some rest, I didn't sleep well last night." The man said.

Ah Dong and Wan Huan still have dealings, and Gao Tiancheng looks at the old and the young intently. Only Wan Qian gave him a response, and he just wanted to flee the scene quickly like a murderer who had finished the crime.

“honey.” He heard Wan Qian's voice and turned around.

Wan Qian stared at him intently, and after a while, the woman bowed her head in shame.

"It's fine." She said.

(End of chapter)