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On the huge tarmac of the headquarters of the Italian killer party, Murong Fei and his party got off the plane.

"Flavio, Mr. Kaneda has summoned you urgently."

An entourage from Mr. Jintian's side appeared in front at this time, and walked towards the room with Murong Fei in a hurry.

Murong Fei didn't say a word, his face was grim the whole time, and he only walked quickly with the people.

From the tarmac to Mr. Kaneda's bedroom, he couldn't be more familiar with the road.

When he came to Mr. Jin Tian's bedroom, the servant reported that Mr. Jin Tian had fallen asleep and asked Murong Fei if he wanted to wake him up.

Murong Fei waved his hand to retreat, and then entered Mr. Jintian's bedroom lightly by himself.

When he came to his bed, the servant placed a chair beside the bed very discerningly, and Murong Fei sat on it and waited.

When Mr. Kaneda woke up, it was already an hour later, and when he opened his somewhat cloudy eyes, he saw Aiko, who was sitting next to him, quietly accompanying him.

"Ah...... Help me up. He said to his subordinates.

"Father-in-law, if you are not feeling well, just lie down." When Murong Fei found out that Mr. Jin Tian had woken up, he hurriedly asked him not to get up.

Picking up the water glass next to him, Murong Fei asked, "Do you need water?" ”

"Drink a little." Mr. Jin Tian didn't get up anymore, so he sucked the straw on the cup handed over by Murong Fei.

"Father-in-law, how did you faint? How can I help you? After drinking the water, Murong Fei began to get to the point, Mr. Jin Tian's body has always been tough, as an Italian, his body is exceptionally strong, and he has not reached the standard of fat, usually he often wields knives and guns, and there is no reason why he suddenly can't afford to get sick.

Listening to Aiko's concerned tone, Mr. Kaneda waved his hand weakly: "Actually, it's not strange that I fainted, in the past few days, I have always felt palpitations, and occasionally have muscle weakness, so that yesterday's fainting is almost logical." ”

"Have you investigated why you are like this? Is it because of poor health, or is someone doing it on purpose? Murong Fei spoke completely unkindly, who made him the best adoptive father and son with Mr. Jin Tian?

Speaking of the relationship between Murong Fei and Mr. Jin Tian, this has to start with Murong Fei's wanderings when he was a child.

At that time, the little Murong Fei's parents died, and no relatives on either side wanted to adopt him.

Later, he became a little vagabond, sleeping on the streets all day long, being bullied by beggars, and beaten by homeless men older than him.

One day he couldn't bear it anymore, so he shot ruthlessly, and solved a group of homeless people with three strokes and five divisions.

They wailed and cried on the ground, but they didn't expect that what they met today was not good stubble, and the person who took the lead clamored to call more people to send Murong Fei to heaven, so that he was ready to die at any time.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Murong Xiao's immature voice was different from the group of guys who couldn't even speak Italian properly, and then his little hand played with a small, crudely made pistol with a disgusted expression on his face.

When the leader of the homeless man saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, but he didn't expect that his favorite homemade pistol was actually taken away by Murong Feishun in the process of fighting!

"You! Give me back the pistol! "The pistol is not something that can be touched, although he made this pistol himself, but it can really be driven.

Sure enough, in the next second, Murong Fei pulled the trigger and fired a shot into the sky.

"Ahh Big Brother Big Brother! It's the little brother who has no eyes, and he provoked you, I won't dare to do it in the future, you have a lot of adults, just let me go! "That group of homeless people have always bullied the weak and afraid of the hard, but now this little kid in front of them is really shooting, and the homeless people are afraid of death, so they are afraid that this person will shoot him in the next second.

"Get out!" Murong Fei indifferently spat out a word, and the homeless men immediately fled with a crawl.

Murong Fei kept this gun, so that he would have something to defend himself in the future.

Just as this matter was over, in the dark part of the alley, there was a sudden cheer: "Good! I admire you for having this courage and courage at such a young age. ”

"Who?" Murong Fei's nerves, which had only relaxed, instantly tensed up again, and he pointed the gun at the place where the sound was made.

"Don't be afraid, young man, I'm Mr. Kaneda." A group of people suddenly came out of the shadows, and the man led by him was fat and fat, wearing a thick gold necklace around his neck and a gold bracelet on his hand, looking like a boss of the rivers and lakes.

Even if the killer party had dominated the party at that time, Murong Fei had heard of Mr. Jin Tian where he had heard of him at that time, so he naturally didn't know who he was.

"Young man, you have no relatives and no reason, do you want to go back with me, I will provide you with food and drink, and you call me my father-in-law?" Mr. Jin Tian raised his hand, suddenly grabbed Murong Fei's wrist, and with a break, Murong Fei's wrist "clicked" and broke.

"Sss Suddenly his wrist was broken, and Murong Fei gasped in pain, but he didn't yell or cry.

With Murong Fei's wrist broken, his gun was in Mr. Jintian's pocket.

Mr. Kaneda seemed to think that breaking his wrist was already very light, and asked calmly, "Think about it, will you come with me?" ”

"Follow!" Murong Fei bared his teeth at Jin Tian and squeezed the word out from between his teeth.

"Okay, I'm in charge of your hand." Mr. Kaneda smiled with satisfaction and took away the little Murong Fei.

Murong Fei was actually thinking very simply, there was nothing more miserable than sleeping on the streets and relying on fights to get by, if someone was willing to take him in, even if it was just to make him a slave, he would admit it.

As long as you can survive.

Unexpectedly, he made such a promise, and instantly embarked on a road of no return, and he became one of Mr. Kaneda's many adopted sons, hehe, said that it was an adopted son, let's put it this way, those children who were included in the killer party since childhood were all Mr. Kaneda's adopted sons.

But isn't it, they are all raised by Mr. Kaneda, learn martial arts, boxing, knives and guns every day, and they have to be assessed every day, some of the assessments are better than fists and feet, some are more than real knives and real guns, even if it is a knife that enters the body, it is also true, just like a military concentration camp, and they will suffer the most tragic elimination.

Die or live.

It was Murong Fei's first killing, and the dagger with silver light stabbed into his companion's chest in one fell swoop, and then came out, pouring out red blood and pouring him all over his body.

He trembled his hands, held the knife, and watched as the boy his size fell to the ground, twitching, and finally motionless.

He was terrified, but in the next second, another boy with a knife came at him like crazy, and he had no time to react but to fight him, and finally the boy died under his own knife.

Little Murong Fei looked at the dead man on the ground, his throat was stiff, and he couldn't cry, but he shed tears uncontrollably.

No way! He can't be like them, do nothing, just die!

So, he worked harder to learn what this party had taught him, and even harder to survive the brutal elimination.

At the age of fifteen, he was sent to Mr. Kaneda as one of the few "elites".

Looking at Mr. Jin Tian, who he hadn't seen for several years, a smile appeared on Murong Fei's cold and mean face.

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