Westin frowned at his back and cursed sickly.

The box is closed, and if there are women in the box, men will automatically go outside to smoke on the terrace.

Weating took his cigarette to the terrace, and as soon as he pulled out a cigarette, a person next to him held out his hand to him.

Weiting subconsciously handed over the cigarette in his hand, reacted, was stunned again, and looked up.

It was still a familiar look, but this time he didn't panic, but said calmly: "Do you need a lighter?"

Blank nodded.

Weting handed over his lighter again.

Blank reached out and took it.

Weiting retracted his gaze, and was thinking about how to get up quickly, and when he called the bodyguard behind him, he heard the man next to him speak: "Don't be nervous, I won't do it today."

Witin: "......"

I won't do it today, but what about in the future?

How can there be the illusion of a killing order?

But he could only say: "Why not today?"

Blank: "Because she asked me to come here."

This 'she', he didn't say who it was, but Weiting blurted out as if he could understand people's hearts: "Maomao?"

Blank smoked a cigarette and mumbled.

Witing was silent.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it to the corner of his lips, took back the lighter from his blank hand, and took a puff of cigarette before he spoke: "Is there any way to get you to organize and withdraw my list?"

Blank stared at him coldly, but did not make a sound, and the eyes seemed to mock his innocence.

The mercenary organization received the order, and there was no time to go back on its word.

Witin sighed: "Hey, if it goes on like this, I will have to consider immigrating to country Z."

Blank: "......"

Then he estimates that he won't have to think about retiring in his life.

Weiting thought for a moment, and then spoke: "Why don't we find a way to kill the leader of your organization, so that you can also have a free body, and my list can be revoked."

The blank space was silent.

Weating knew that an organization like theirs had signed a death contract, and betraying the organization was tantamount to self-destruction.

He also said it casually, of course, he would not be so naïve to think that things could be solved so smoothly.

Seeing him staring in one direction, Weiting stepped forward, saw the familiar figure, was stunned for a moment, and said, "You ......"

He couldn't say the rest.

Smart people know that there are things to say and things to say.

Blank sensed his anomaly and just smoked in silence.

Lusa and Kuanyou came side by side, and when they saw Weiting and blank space together, their expressions were stunned.

What happened in the box just now, they were all on the scene, knowing that the relationship between these two people was mortal enemies.

I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, I would get together to smoke?

Could it be a misunderstanding, the blank is not Chris at all?

Kuanyou and Luza stepped forward to say hello.

Weiting hurriedly took out the cigarette case and handed out a cigarette to each of them.

Luza and Kuanyo stretched out their hands to take it.

When Weiting saw Kuanyou and Luza, he was obviously relieved, although he just said that he would not do it today, it was hard to guarantee that he would not go back on his word, and suddenly the evil was born to the side and clicked him away.

Luza and Kuanyou saw that Weiting was chatting with them, and they also reacted that something was wrong, although their hearts were also blank, but they couldn't see death without help.

The two of them quietly separated blank space from Witin and chatted calmly.

Seeing them like this, Westin quietly stepped back, but he didn't dare to be too obvious, and he was still arguing with Luza and Kuanyou.

"Luza, I see that you have a good relationship with Mao Mao, how did you meet?" Weating took his cigarette and smiled as he stepped back.

Lusa received his hint and tried to recall the process of understanding.

But before he could figure out how to answer this question, Westin suddenly looked at him and said, "Hey, I found that you look like a person."

Lusa: "......"

He pinched a cigarette and left it unlit, and looked up at Witin, the tail of his raised eyes was beautiful.

Both Kuanyou and Blank looked at Witin, waiting for his next words.

Wei Ting didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "I think you are quite similar to Xi Yan."

Lusa: "......"

Without waiting for him to ask what it looked like, how it looked, Westin smiled again and said, "However, it's still different."

As for how, he didn't say too much.

Forgiveness and blankness, but both understand that there is a difference.

Luza and Xi Yan, at first glance, the words and deeds of the two people are very similar.

It's just that it's different.

Xi Yan is a person who was born to stand in the clouds, the pride of the sky, but he does not take the ordinary road, in him, you can see the excellence of ordinary people, and you can see the extraordinary life of the born, which makes people respect and fear.

It's like, no matter how high he stands, the people below him will not have an opinion, as if it should be.

But Luza was different, obviously the same breath, but in him, what he saw was the Grim Reaper who came out of the barren land, he looked at the world so clearly, watched everyone trample on his dignity with cold eyes, and sent them to hell one by one.

Luza suddenly looked up at the figure.

In an instant, he smiled again, put the cigarette in his mouth, and inhaled hard, but the unlit cigarette made him choke on tears.

Luza had a question in mind.

I thought extravagantly, if he knew her first than Xi Yan, wouldn't it...... Is there a if?

It's just that the further back he goes, the more Luza realizes that even without Xi Yan, he and she can't do it.

It's like the union of her and Xi Yan, one is a god, and the other is equally shining.

And he, no matter how powerful he is now, the scenery is infinite, but he still can't hide the dirty blood, people are not afraid of me, I am afraid of myself, people are not tired of me, I am tired of myself.

Luza took off the cigarette from his mouth, answered Weiting's question back to business, and said: "At that time, she saved me in M State, and after knowing her identity, I played a game with her and won Merco, speaking of which, her kindness to me is not small."

"Oh, how do you do it?" Witin wondered.

Both Kuanyou and Blank looked at him.

Lusa: "......"

When men talk about this, there seems to be nothing to talk about.

It's just that, let alone mentioning it, whenever he thinks about it, he will be late.

"Let Merco mistakenly think that I am deeply trapped and hopelessly in love with her." Luza hesitated for a moment, then spoke calmly.

Men love power, women are just vassals.

It's just that when it's on the love word, it's something that can be played with.

At least in the eyes of Moke at that time, Mao Yuning did have this charm.

Witin didn't expect this story to be in the middle, and stared at Luza with wide eyes.

Luza looked at their surprised eyes and was about to explain, when Wittin snapped and slapped him on the shoulder: "Brother, Merco knows you better than you."

Just like he knows Chris better, even if he is tightly wrapped, he can see at a glance the flesh inside, the heart wrapped in flesh.