"Sit down, finish talking early, you go back and rest early, there is a task tomorrow, right?" After he finished speaking, he tore off the sleeves of his arms, very smooth movements, he did it extremely elegantly, and in the blink of an eye, he threw it into the central fire, he found a place in the fireplace and sat down, the fire shone on his extremely beautiful face, he stared at the burned cloth without blinking, there was some blood, he covered the bridge of his nose, frowned, and his tone was cold, "Gong Nanmu, are all the people over there dead!" ”

Gong Nanmu didn't dare to get close, only looked at the flame, and the fire reflected his terrifying serpentine tattoo. He knew what his master was talking about, and he had a premonition since Miyachiruo came back. Recently, they have focused on eradicating the Ye Gang, an old branch of the organization, which was once mastered and used by Miyachi Ruo at the beginning of the renewal, and now has developed ambitions and has begun to compete for internal resources. At the beginning of the year, it was suppressed by the Gong Nanmu family, and now in the past four months, there has been no progress, and even Gong Chiruo has made a move.

Gong Nanmu bowed his head, "I am willing to be punished." ”

Gong Chiruo glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold, he sat on the top seat, and snorted coldly, "What's the use of punishing you now, I'll give you one last chance, you, go in person." If you can't do that, don't come back. After hearing this, he had two meanings, after doing it, the Ye gang came back to receive the punishment, and if he couldn't finish it, he would die there.

Gong Nanmu took the order and went out, his face sinking terribly.

In the interior of the top floor, only Gong Shu remains. If Gong Chi asked him to sit down, he would be pleasant. Gong Shu is still young, with a mixed-race appearance, his eyes are clear, and he looks at his master fixedly. If Miyachi didn't ask him how old he was, he wouldn't know when he picked him up.

After leaving Gong Nanmu, Gong Chiruo sat by the fireplace with his back to him, and he was not in a hurry, and leaned forward to dial the fire in the furnace. On the mainland, it is already spring, and the spring flowers are blooming, and the climate of this small island is just after the cold wave, and it is very cold. Gong Shucai came back, the climate was similar and different, and he felt cold, and his voice was still hoarse. The people in the organization are rarely sick, he took the medicine from Gong Nanmu, and it will be fine in an afternoon, and he is reluctant to come back and let the master know. If it weren't for his well-developed brain, the organization wouldn't need such a weak physique.

Miyachi Ruo turned on the fire, his tone was not hurried or slow, lazy, not at all like he had just slaughtered people a few hours ago, this kind of leisure was particularly oppressive in such a quiet space. Gong Shu sat next to him and listened to him, not a word was left behind, what he said was not to the point, he listened to it. For example, "this time the work is very complete", or "I will change the configuration for you", or even talk about the weather conditions over there.

Gong Shu looked at him very quietly and meekly, and all of them nodded in approval, regardless of whether Gong Chiruo, who was facing away from him, could see it or not.

The young man on the seat was on his side, the tongs tossed aside, and in the light of the fire, he squinted and listened to the crackling of the fire, but there was no movement.

Gong Shu quickly thought that when he fell asleep, the hair that poured down slid down the armrest with his movements, and it was so beautiful, like fine ink-colored silk.

He sighed as if he were chatting and asked, "Do you know that the marionette has run out of strings?" As he spoke, he threw in a few more grains of coal, picked up the hot-roasted handkerchief from the iron railing, and carefully wiped his fingers.

"Free." Gong Shu knew what he was talking about, and after thinking about it, three words popped up.