C-position killers can only be used as decoys in the execution of missions, or extremely dangerous jobs such as human bombing.

This kind of work, nine times out of ten, is to replace the dead ghost, and it is destined to be sacrificed.

It's like tying your life in your belt.

The subordinate was dragged out with a gray face, and Yang also left the room with someone.

The room was empty, and the air was as quiet as if it were still.

Ming Yan was still asleep, Ou Shijin had just explained in a hurry, she was in a state of just released from hypnosis, and she would not wake up until at least twenty minutes later.

Gu Feng gently held her in his arms, held her wrist with one hand, and slowly rubbed for her.

For her wrist nerves that have been tied for a long time, the nerves and veins activate blood.

The nerves in her hands are really slender, and after the rope is inserted, the blood up and down is blocked, and the already white fingers look even whiter.

Gu Feng rubbed her gently, looking at her palm-sized face.

I can't help but think of a long, long time ago, she was nestled in his arms like this.

Let him rub her white and moist ankles, and sprinkle like a kitten.

"Ah Feng, today's training is going to torture me to death. Ah Feng Ah Feng, you rub it for me! ”

In the hard years of Heavenly Dao training, all the killers have been tortured to death.

All of them look like expressionless walking corpses.

Only his little Yan is a bright and brilliant ray of sunshine, which shines on his gray and cold heart.

At that time, he was still a little shy when he gave her a massage, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at her smooth, lotus-petal-like toes.

Xiao Yan's other foot deliberately rubbed on his long legs, and the more he rubbed, the more he rubbed up.

It didn't take long for a certain part of him to become involuntarily uncontrollable.

It's going to explode, it's getting more and more obvious.

Afraid that she would see it, he immediately put her down, and turned around, the tips of his ears so red that he could drip blood.

"Hahaha-Ah Feng, you're shy. Ah Feng Ah Feng, you look so shy and cute! ”

At that time, Ming Yan laughed happily, and a spirit flipped over to him, like a playful little goblin, stretching out two little hands and rubbing them on his chest.

"Ah Feng, I'll rub it for you, okay?"

"Haha, you're blushing again!"

The past disappeared in his mind little by little like a phantom, and a thin layer of mist gradually floated in Gu Feng's indifferent eyes.

That innocent and lively, Xiao Yan, who loves him to the point of madness, is no more.

He lost her forever.

The fan-like eyelashes of Ming Yan in her arms were trembling gently, and she was about to wake up.

Gu Feng immediately withdrew the hand that was massaging her, stood up coldly, and threw her to the ground.

Ming Yan's head hit the cold ground and woke up in pain.

She slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the ground, with Gu Feng standing in front of her.

He looked at him condescendingly, his red eyes glowing with sarcasm and hatred.

"You're finally awake?"

"Now please tell me, after you fell into the puppet, why did you hate Ning Yan the most? Desperate to kill her? ”

"Hehe, but I also know what your subconscious thinks."

Seeing that Ming Yan was still as numb and empty as a machine, and didn't say a word, Gu Feng sneered.

"A woman like you, in order to climb up, for her own interests, unscrupulous means. You subconsciously want to be the housewife of the Gu family and live a good life, right? ”

Ming Yan lowered her eyelids, her eyes still empty.

Ah Feng only hated her now, and no matter how much she explained, it was meaningless.