According to media reports, the two died on the same day, but one in Vladivostok, the easternmost seaside town in Eastern Europe, and the other in Sochi, the westernmost mountain town of the complex, thousands of kilometers apart.

It is indeed not easy for Jingguan Xiaowu to be able to "kill three people in ten days", after all, she has to wait for an opportunity to assassinate in the heavily guarded Daguan Palace, rather than a simple long-distance sightseeing trip.

Compared with these two high-ranking European officials, the other is less famous, but he has a huge popularity in West Asia, known as the "Great Protector God", his followers are all over the oil countries, and the political funds that can be mobilized under his name are calculated in "hundreds of billions of dollars".

"At that time, the Tomb of the Living Dead was undergoing a very complex study related to deep-sea exploration wells. I don't want to know what the heads of these three people are for. After the 'Fusang Changing Life Bureau', my heart slowly relaxed, and I felt that I finally had an explanation for Yousheng. When I did these things, I hid it from Mr. Zhang, for fear that he would worry about me. Unexpectedly, the six 'human-faced peach blossoms' did not save Yousheng, and still made her lonely for half her life......"

Jingguan Xiaowu's tears were even more turbulent, and the small silk handkerchief was already completely soaked.

I took the tissue box and put it in front of Jingguan Xiaowu.

"Human-faced peach blossoms" is a kind of thaumaturgy of "promoting marriage and closing the eight characters", I am like Jingguan Xiaowu, I don't believe that the six "human-faced peach blossoms" can't save the official lady.

According to the ordinary law, if a person who walks impermanence wants to promote the marriage of others, he only needs a "peach blossom" layout to achieve a marriage.

In desperation, I can only believe that it is the life of the official lady.

"You changed the life of the official lady, but after killing those three people, the situation in West Asia and Europe was greatly changed, and even the later consortium collapsed and decomposed overnight, which was also related to the death of the three big men. "I'll be honest.

After the disintegration of the consortium, the people of the small countries were not able to make a living, and the chaos between the big countries was endless, which indeed plunged Eastern Europe into a decade-long panic and chaos, which has not subsided to this day.

This is the real butterfly effect in the thaumaturgical world, a life-changing game in the shadow of Mt. Fuji that led to the beheading of the big names of other countries. Eventually, the delivery of the three heads to Mt. Fuji will exacerbate the turmoil in the deep sea of the Pacific Ocean, and the disaster will not end in an unknown year or month.

In the end, the initiator did not get any benefit, and could only passively accept the sad ending thrown by fate.

"Aunt Guan walks very calmly, she is an impermanent person, and she has long seen through life and death. Her fate ended here, and it is also inevitable to plant melons and get melons, and plant beans to get beans, no matter how sad she is, it will be meaningless. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong's formation is in disarray, and I must do my best to appease Jingguan Xiaowu and ensure that our front can quickly stabilize.

"I have a very deep concern, and it seems to be a premonition, that is, in my life, I will be like Yousheng, all the tricks are exhausted, and all of them are in vain. In that case, I really became a joke, a negative laughing stock of the Living Dead's Tomb Officer. I am telling you this today because I want to tell the second person what is on my mind, lest one day my premonition come true, and there will be one more headless unjust case in the world. Jingguan Xiaowu stopped whimpering, and her eyes were extremely deep, as if she wanted to see the depths of my heart all the time.

"Y-you're thinking too much. I was covered in sweat and hair standing on end by her words, and I actually had an unprecedented sense of panic that "a blind man rides a blind horse, and is in a deep pool in the middle of the night".

She didn't make it clear, but I guessed with 100% certainty that she was suspicious of Zhang Quanzhong.

"They live and die together, advance and retreat together, and doubting Zhang Quanzhong is tantamount to doubting oneself, isn't it? Now, the ultimate goal pursued by Zhang Quanzhong is to kill the master of the merman and make her completely free. Is there anything wrong with this? If Zhang Quanzhong has other plans, where is the goal?" My mind turned faster and faster, and the question marks derived from it became more and more numerous, and I stayed away from the core question.

"Stop, stop, let's all stop talking, don't analyze subjectively, all stop," I made a "stop" gesture, put my index finger to my mouth, and then made a "silence" gesture.

Only when we do not speak, do not guess, do not doubt, and do not spread rumors can the truth come to the surface.

Jingguan Xiaowu silently wiped away her tears, stood up, bowed lightly to me, and then turned around and walked out.

I didn't stop her, because she had already finished speaking, and staying any longer was just delaying everyone's time.

Tang Sang came in and placed a glass of hot milk in front of me.

She was about to speak, but I "booed" in time to stop her from speaking, then got up, walked through the secret door, and entered the gym.

I stood still in front of the wooden stake, striking it again and again, and imagining it as a powerful, evil enemy that could only hide the fear in my heart by attacking wildly.

I don't know how long I practiced, but I gradually noticed that there was blood in the air, and water droplets kept splashing on my face when my hand was moving.

I stepped back and stopped, only to see that the fingernails of my right index and middle fingers had been lifted upside down, and the fingertips had become bloody and blurry.

The wooden stakes were also stained red by my blood, and the vital points had turned a shocking crimson.

I didn't feel the pain, and I didn't know if it was fear or anger that was spreading rapidly.

"If you practice like this, you can't do it quickly, but your hands are useless. "Mr. Chen shouted behind me.

I panted and walked back, not wanting to talk to him.

"Come with me and I'll take you somewhere and promise you won't regret it. Mr. Chen shouted behind his back.

I went back to the ward, found anti-inflammatories, gauze and adhesive tape from the cooler by the door, cleaned the wound myself, and bandaged it.

Now, my fingers hurt hotly, but the anger in my heart still hasn't been vented.

"Where?" I called out to Mr. Chen, who was still standing in the middle of the gym, as I walked back to the secret door.

"Go to the gym. Mr. Chen replied.

I didn't think about it for too long, grabbed two bottles of mineral water from the fridge and followed Mr. Chen out of the gym.

The gym is not outside, but inside the hospital. In the basement three floors of this building, to be exact.

Mr. Chen and I walked in and there was a lightweight unprotected grappling in the center ring, with two dozen people sitting in the stands around us.

We walked to the dimly lit corner and sat down slowly.

"Water. "I threw a bottle of mineral water to Mr. Chen.

This kind of fighting competition is not interesting, especially for a martial arts master like Mr. Chen, even the battle between Tyson and Holyfield on Tianwang Mountain may not be able to enter his eyes.

"Do you have something to tell me?" I asked.

In fact, along the way, Mr. Chen has always been absent-minded, no matter what he asked, he would not answer what he asked, obviously preoccupied.

"Tell you, what is there to say? Don't be sentimental. Mr. Chen laughed.

His smile was so far-fetched, as if a person about to be executed was telling a joke to his fellow inmates.

"Forget it. I shook my head.

"Guess?" After a while, Mr. Chen came out of nowhere.

"The stagecoach is moving, you have to travel far away. I lazily replied eight words.

Mr. Chen's smile froze on his face, and it was clear that I had hit the nail on my head.

"Where?" I asked.

"Abroad, Sumatra. He replied.

"When are you leaving?" I wondered, after all, he had only taken over the training of me for a day, and such a long journey was too sudden.

"I will go to Shanghai early tomorrow morning, and fly from Shanghai to Sumatra. He replied.

I was completely speechless, and if I did, my training would have been automatically terminated.

Mr. Chen raised his head to drink water, his Adam's apple shook up and down, and he looked very pitiful.

I didn't say anything more, since everyone was going to separate, there was really nothing more to say except for the last goodbye to each other.

"I've been in the hospital for twenty years and haven't met a single interesting person. You're the first and the last, so I'd like to tell you something about the family. The history of a great country is incomparably pale, but every big family that rises and falls with history is bloody and wild, and every generation can write a history book with a strong head. Natsu-chan, would you like to listen?" his tone became heavier and heavier.

I nodded, "Listen up." ”

His ancestors were big people, and they were all wonderful and moving stories, and listening to them more would definitely broaden their knowledge.

"We went for a drink, I made an appointment with a friend, and we talked while we drank. Mr. Chen said.

I followed him out of the gym and found his face as white as paper, and he was very frightening.

Turn right from the gym and less than twenty steps away is a bar.

We pushed the door open and entered, and there was a girl in the corner with heavy makeup holding up her phone and waving.

"This is Cindy. Mr. Chen walked over quickly, hugged the girl first, and then turned back to introduce me.

I smiled quietly and sat down next to me.

This girl's appearance is very ordinary, she looks like a ghost after putting on makeup, and she is probably not as good as a ghost after removing her makeup.

"A bottle of black, three cups and an ice bucket. Cindy expertly instructed the waiter to serve the drink.

"You drink, I'll tell the story. Mr. Chen said.

"Okay, tell the story, tell the story, I brought the voice recorder with me, recorded all your stories, and then wrote it into a web novel, published it on the website, so that everyone can see it, just like you often say - I am no longer in the rivers and lakes, but my legend is circulating in the rivers and lakes, hahahaha......" Cindy laughed presumptuously, her false eyelashes trembling exaggeratedly.

I feel sorry for Mr. Chen, the legends of the rivers and lakes are not suitable for publication on the Internet, just as the music of spring and snow is not suitable for playing in the fields.

When the wine came, Cindy filled the three glasses, and then, as the host, proposed to raise a glass, and drank three sips in a row.

She opened a Sony voice recorder and placed it directly in front of Mr. Chen.

"Honey, now we can tell your legend......" Cindy flipped the switch with her shiny black nails, and the voice recorder began to work.

"Well, let me start with the time of my family's downfall, which was the war years when the Manchu government recovered the overseas treasure islands. My ancestors inherited the legacy of the Ming Dynasty to "oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty", swore to defend the island to the death, repeatedly repelled the gunboats of the Qing government, and even took advantage of the tsunami and great storm to burn and scuttle seven official ships in succession, and beat the enemy in disarray. It was after this great situation and the great victory that the mermaids suddenly appeared in the enemy camp to help, causing the forts, trenches, arrow towers, and Diao Dou on the periphery of the treasure island to all be lost overnight. Since ancient times, the merman has never participated in national wars and has always remained neutral. Therefore, the maritime state never defends the sharks. Within half a month, the treasure island fell into the hands of the Qing army, and the painstaking management of my ancestors was also destroyed. "When Mr. Chen tells the history, his tone is very calm, like a primary school student reading a history article.

Since there is such a war, then the Chen family and the merman Liangzi are completely concluded.

"Why do the mermaids help the enemy and not you? I've read some books that describe the world of the mermen, but I really didn't find any plot about their involvement in the war between the two countries. I guess your ancestors must have what they want, right?" Cindy asked.

In front of her, Mr. Chen's arrogance disappeared, but nodded again and again: "Yes, that's right, my ancestors have a treasure in their hands, which the sharks have been looking for for a long time but haven't found." If it had been handed over earlier, there would have been no tragic history of the destruction of the entire island. ”

"What is that? Did it fall into the hands of the Qing government or the mermaids after that battle?" Cindy's eyes lit up as soon as she heard that there was a treasure.

"It's a mirror. Mr. Chen replied.

This time, my emotions became tense as well.

Anything that has to do with mirrors reminds me of the "Divine Mirror", which was the only cause of the devastation to my family.

The gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty.

It seems that this sentence is suitable for any dynasty, anywhere.

"What mirror?" Cindy asked.

I was also looking forward to saying the name "Divine Water Mirror" from Mr. Chen's mouth, but he shook his head blankly: "I don't know what kind of mirror it is, and there is no mention of its name in the ancestral suicide note, let alone a record of its whereabouts." The suicide note said that my Chen family and the mermaids on the sea will always be mortal enemies, as long as they find an opportunity, they will attack with all their strength and destroy the merman's nest in one fell swoop. Now, I have been given an opportunity, and my friends in the rivers and lakes have told me that there is a gathering of mermaids on the south coast of Sumatra, and the Seven Seas Conference will be held soon, and the lord of the mermen will definitely show up at that time. I'll rush over there tomorrow and work with the descendants of the Chen family scattered all over the world to plan a long-range bombing of the merman's meeting place with the help of the U.S. military's overseas forces......"

When it comes to the excitement, Mr. Chan dances as if what he says will soon become a reality.

Of course, I wouldn't believe that victory came so easily, not to mention that the gathering of the mermaids is different from that of terrestrial humans, and the location is hidden and not easy to explore. Humans have nowhere to hide in the face of massive firepower and can only wait to die, but mermaids can easily dive into deep water and avoid any shell attacks.

"It's funny, it must have been spectacular! Cheers, cheers! Cheers to the big win!" Cindy echoed.

A bottle of wine quickly bottomed out, and Cindy was already drunk, her arms hanging from Mr. Chen's neck, and most of her lipstick rubbed on his ears, cheeks, and collar.

"I'll go with you tomorrow to Sumatra...... Go and enjoy the grilled dried fish, go and eat the grilled dried fish, hahahaha...... Lao Chen, you are about to become famous all over the world, and you are about to become a world-famous celebrity...... I want to marry you, I want to propose to you, you must marry me, marry me now...... Marry me now......" Cindy shouted too loudly, drawing the eyes of the other customers at the table.

I excused myself to go to the bathroom, turned the corner and walked out of the bar, leaning against the pillar in a daze.

Mr. Chen's journey was very meaningful and courageous. I hope that even if he can't succeed, at least he will send a message to the world to "challenge the merman", calling on more people to pay attention to the threat from sea creatures, and not wait for the sharp blade to be added to understand the wolf ambition of the merman.

"Hey, I thought you went to the toilet to drain the water, but you're hiding here!" Mr. Chen also came out and stood next to me with a grin.

"Bless you, there are beautiful women by your side, and great things are about to begin. I held out my hand to him.

"You're wrong about both. Mr. Chen whispered.

I was stunned: "How is it possible?"

Mr. Chen looked at his watch and continued: "In about ten minutes, an Audi will come by. We got in the car, went around to the third exit of the hospital parking lot, and when a yellow Honda came out of the basement, we started tracking. It was Cindy's car, and her identity was very special, a spy of the merman. Everything I just said was told to her, and the last program tonight was to torture her to get her to name the meeting place of the mermaids in Sumatra. Mr. Chen said in a clear and coherent manner, his eyes flashing with a cold light as a lone wolf.

"Nice and interesting. I laughed.

Previously, Mr. Chen behaved like an elderly nymphomaniac in front of Cindy, and Cindy killed half a bottle of Black Cube, and his drunken state turned out to be pretend. Both are acting schools, but Mr. Chen seems to be superior.

Less than ten minutes later, a black Audi pulled up next to us.

Mr. Chan and I got into the car, and the car whizzed forward, skirting the bar and going up the ramp to the side of Exit 3.

As Mr. Chan expected, the yellow Honda rushed up from the basement, did not slow down when turning, and sped south as soon as it left the garage, and disappeared in an instant.

The driver took out a miniature signal tracker, stared at the small yellow dot flashing on the screen for a few seconds, and then turned back to tell Mr. Chen, "Cindy is on the route home." ”

Mr. Chen instructed: "Go directly to her house." ”

The car did not detour to the main road, but walked through the small road, and only walked for more than 20 minutes to arrive at a brand new community called "Vientiane Green City".

"Building 15, Unit 1, Top 1802. The driver quickly reported his destination.

At this time, the car had stopped in front of Building 15.

Mr. Chan and I got out of the car, walked briskly through the lobby on the first floor, and took the elevator to the 18th floor.