"I see, to put it simply, it's better to do the underworld, but it can't leave a trace of us, right?" Mediterranean Fujiwara comprehended, but the sharp pain above his head flashed in an instant, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The vine raw flesh held back the face that was about to twist, and at the same time couldn't help but curse angrily in his heart.

Damn it!

This kind of thing, as long as it is simply explained, why do you have to make it look like this?

Fujiwara gritted his teeth imperceptibly, he didn't dare to show the slightest hatred towards Lao Li now, so he had to set his eyes on the big man who held him down and the kimono woman who forced him to open his eyes, which was extremely fierce.

When the two big men and the kimono woman saw it, they bowed their heads in panic and were silent.

They also have no choice, even though they are practitioners and ninjas on the opposite side of the cultivation, but the two people in front of them, neither of them can afford to provoke existence, can deprive them of their lives and even their families.

However, if they had to choose one, they would still rather offend Fujiwara than touch Lao Li's brows, even if they were subordinates brought by Fujiwara.

After all, strictly speaking, these people grew up listening to Lao Li's evil legends.

Burning, killing, looting, doing everything, the person in front of him is placed in the Japanese underworld in a chaotic period a few decades ago, and he is a character known for his "ruthlessness", and his name can even stop children from crying.

Not to mention that after he followed the adults more than 20 years ago, his brutality has also reached a higher level.

Don't look at the face of a kind old man now, but if the people in front of them are ruthless, they firmly believe that they will be punished more terrible than death, and they don't know that the tendon in Fujiwara's brain is wrong, so they dare to challenge

Provoking him.

Fujiwara was still glaring at those people, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost made them tremble and kneel.

But then they were saved.

Just like in nature, snow rabbits are afraid of hungry wolves that wield sharp teeth, but above hungry wolves, there are tigers!

At this moment, for Fujihara, Lao Li is the tiger that may bite his neck at any time.

So when Lao Li didn't say a word, Fujiwara realized his gaffe in hindsight, and turned his head in a panic, but saw Lao Li looking at him coldly.

In an instant, fear followed by pain, and Fujiwara lowered his head in a different way.

Lao Li seemed to be very satisfied with Fujiwara's performance, and smiled imperceptibly and spoke slowly.

"To be precise, don't leave a trace unless you have to."

Lao Li looked meaningfully at the Mediterranean vine plain,

"Fujiwara, I have to warn you. From what I've known about adults over the years, he's not the kind of person who's willing to wait too long for something like this, in every sense of the word. ”

Lao Li shook the wine glass in his hand, and re-revealed his leisurely mood in his gestures.

He grabbed the rim of the wine glass, and when he mentioned his eyes, he was just holding the shiny ice hockey ball inside, and he didn't even mean to look at Fujiwara again.

"You may not know, but yesterday the Lord sent a letter urging you,"

"Fujiwara, if it's too late, your family won't have a good time."

"Don't talk about it like it's none of your business, Li San."

Mediterranean Fujiwara couldn't help but panic when he learned that the adult had already urged him once.

He raised his head, waved his hands wildly and made various gestures of unknown meaning, his mouth opened and closed, saliva flew sideways, and he was extremely ugly,

"You've been assigned as the contact person here, aren't you?"

"You've been asked to complete this mission with us, haven't you?"

"If the adults are not satisfied, you and your family will not be happy!"

"Fujiwara, have you forgotten something?" Lao Li Gujing's waveless eyes reflected the wine in the cup, and his voice became more and more quiet, not panicking at all,

"I'm in my sixties. Strictly speaking, a person of my age can't make much of a difference. The main person in charge of this mission is you, but because you are not qualified to contact the adults, in the end, I have to be responsible for conveying the orders of the adults. ”

He put down Erlang's leg and solemnly put the glass in his hand on the coffee table, and there was a clanging sound between the bumps, which was slightly empty.

Lao Li crossed his hands and crossed his chin.

He tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, very relaxed,

"I, at best, am a supernumerary to assist you in this mission."

"I'll admit that I was a little strong just now, but that was Fujiwara, you brought it on yourself."

"But no matter how strong I behave, Fujiwara, in the final analysis, the main actions of this mission are not under my control, and the main credit will not fall on me, so naturally there is no reason for the main responsibility to be placed on me." Lao Li shrugged his shoulders indifferently, his face full of ease,

"It's a real failure, I just need to cut some blood, presumably adults won't be too difficult for me for so many years of hard work."

"As for the others, such as you, Fujiwara, who have just followed the adults for a few years without making any contributions, and are still young and vigorous. I'm afraid that in the eyes of adults, your current value is much higher than mine. Otherwise, how could I have entrusted you with this task? ”

Mediterranean Fujiwara's face was abrupt, and at the same time, a touch of fear involuntarily rose in his heart.

Although he had never been in contact with adults, he had heard from others that in the hearts of adults, if the value was too high, it was not necessarily a good thing!

Fujiwara swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

According to Lao Li's meaning, if this mission fails, he may have to take full responsibility, and then it will not be as simple as being shot in the head by dozens of wine bottles and inserting daggers in the eyes!

Lao Li immediately noticed his small movements and guessed his careful thoughts.

He couldn't help but smile meaningfully,

"It seems that Fujiwara also understands something in your heart, right?"

"That's right, if your actions and performance this time are not worthy of the adult's assessment of your worth, what may happen next is not something that can be imagined just by imagination." Lao Li shook his head abruptly, looked at Fujiwara regretfully, and sighed constantly, as if he had seen some amazing picture.

Boom!

Lao Li got up lightly, and from top to bottom, he slowly sorted out his clothes.

He calmly straightened his tie in front of everyone, tied the cuffs, and smoothed out every wrinkle in his suit.

In the huge space, in addition to the sound of everyone's breathing, only the sound of Lao Li sorting out his clothes remained.

The screeching sound of leather boots crushing through broken glass is enough to make everyone feel creepy.

Lao Li walked up to Fujiwara, who looked indifferent, and patted him on the shoulder, again and again, harder and harder.

At the end of the shooting, Lao Li applied all the invisible pressure on it and pinched it gently.

"I'll help you as much as I can, Fujiwara, though. The first piece of information, according to reliable inside information, Miss Su will spend an afternoon in a shopping mall tomorrow, the address is on the back of the photo, and you may be able to prepare before dawn to see if you can do something. ”

DiDi ——!

Suddenly, the phone rang, followed by a melodious singing.

Lao Li didn't take out his mobile phone, and suddenly his face was full of smiles, presumably he already knew who was behind the call.

"Come on, Fujiwara-san, I hope that after this mission, I can still see you alive."

"Oh no."

Lao Li looked around the audience, looked at everyone one by one, and forced everyone's heads down one by one.

"I want to see you alive."

Then he stretched out a finger to his lips, signaled to the audience to silence, and dialed the phone.

"Hello? Good baby, what's wrong? ”

"Eh, wasn't that a business discussion just now? Didn't you see your phone and rush out? It's just a little late, forgive Dad. ”

"Didn't drink! How old am I, how can I still drink? I asked my subordinates to help me block it. ”

"It's going well, it's going well, everything is going according to Daddy's idea."

Lao Li's face rose like a spring breeze in an instant, and the smile on his face was not the slightest false, soft and touching.

The voice is also full of spoiling, and it can't be seen that it is an orthodox underworld with tattoos all over his body.

"Oh? Want pocket money? Lao Li slapped his forehead consciously, and the smashing sound continued,

"Eh, look at my memory here, it's really old and useless. This week's forgetfulness has called you. ”

"How much do you want, baby, just say it, Daddy will call you."

Lao Li talked to his baby daughter and pushed open the door in the corner of the box.

"Good daughter, my dad told you something, how did you think about sending you to study abroad in advance?"

"Don't be willful, go out and see what is good for you."

The heavy door slowly opened, leaving Lao Li's slightly clumsy back.

No one could have imagined that the old man in front of him who was smiling and talking on the phone with his daughter on the phone, just now he used countless wine bottles to blow up the same person's head again and again without even blinking his eyes.

Even the statements left in the past can make other people's subordinates turn against them.

Lao Li's sly gaze tilted imperceptibly and glanced behind him.

The cold and calculating murmur sounded in Lao Li's heart, which was creepy.

You must be helpless now, Fujiwara.

However, even if you are alone, you should do your best.

Like previous waves, no matter what the cost, the task must be successfully completed.

If you don't use your best efforts to get the job done, my lord. How could it really be so easy to let me go?

Struggle, Fujiwara, it doesn't matter if you die, as long as you can move the mission forward.

Lao Li shook his head imperceptibly, sighing in his heart.

The adult he follows is a master who will not give up if he does not eat everyone's value.

Over time, how could he not gradually be stained with the shadow of that adult?

But his old Li can't compare to that adult after all, he doesn't have huge strength, enough power, and a ruthless heart, not to mention a body that is already too old to look good.

So he had to use the residual power and small calculations left in the past, and relied on pretense to be ruthless, so that wave after wave of people were used by him unconsciously.

But it works, so many missions in the past, no matter how many people are ruined, he has always been one of the people who have survived until now.

The lights in the box were still moving slowly, but when they shone on their bodies, they made everyone present feel extremely cold.

Colorful neon lights shone on the ground, and countless bits of glow shimmered in the splinters of violence and power, and so far, the shards that had bloomed through violence and power were mixed with wine and blood, and no one had cleaned them up.

Phew——! Suck ——!

Phew——! Suck ——!

The embarrassed Fujiwara's face was twisted and his breath was short.

His blood-red eyes stared at the picture in his hand like a ghost.

Bang!

Fujiwara's whole body was detached, and he fell to his knees violently, not even caring about the glass piercing his knees.

His fingertips were constantly trembling, it was fear.

Until the end, all the fear turned into determination, Fujiwara clenched the edge of the photo fiercely, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely terrifying!

After experiencing anger, fear, and helplessness, he has completely entered the trap set by Lao Li after careful inducement, leaving only crazy killing intent.

The cup left by Lao Li on the coffee table was silent, and the ice ball inside had not yet shown any signs of melting, floating steadily in the transparent liquid.

Smack!

There are bubbles churning underneath the puck and slowly shattering from the bottom up.

Tick!

Specks of blood spilled from the top of Fujiwara's head again, along the bandage across his eyebrows, over the tip of his nose, and finally on top of the photograph — staining Su Xiaoyan's distorted face in the photograph red.

"Su Xiaoyan, is it?"

Fujiwara clutched the photograph tightly, and let out a beastly roar that echoed and resounded through the space.

Dramatically,

The lights outside the hallway are bright, and the carpet underfoot is soft and crystalline.

With a kind smile, Lao Li chatted comfortably not far from the door, looking at ease - like a strategist waiting for the return of the expeditionary general, as long as he wins, he doesn't care whether others are covered in bruises.

The gate was completely cut off from the sound and light from inside and outside, leaving a silent sound of branches.

Squeak!

Pitch-black car doors open wide on the empty midnight street!

Lu Mingfei pushed open the co-pilot's door, raised his feet and got out of the car.

The whole set of actions, all in one go.

He turned to look at the two men in the car and waved his hand,

"Uncle Su, Uncle Liu, thank you for sending me here."

"It's a pleasure to talk to you guys, and we'll talk again when we have the chance."

Gollum!

The sound of the belly explosion echoed, and even the two people in the car could hear it clearly.

Finished! Embarrassment is dead!

Lu Mingfei's face was a little stiff.

How could he have expected that the impact of the 1% seal unsealing would be so great!

The craving for food has reached this point!

If there is no matching growth, Lu Mingfei will feel that it is not enough for him to lose face!

Lu Mingfei came to his senses and scratched his head with a sneer, "I'm sorry, now I really feel like I'm about to starve to death." ”

"Uncle Su, Uncle Liu, then I'll go first."

"Wait," the voice came, making Lu Mingfei subconsciously stop and turn to look.

Su Jingtian slowly lowered the window, revealing a meaningful face,

"Thank you, young man."

Lu Mingfei subconsciously squinted to hide the strangeness under his eyes, and after a little thought, he blinked smartly.

He stretched out his right hand energetically, made an OK, and smiled with a smile.

"Oh, what's the politeness, Uncle Su."

"Don't worry." Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands, looking like he was pleasing the boss,

"Su Xiaochang, don't worry, if there is really any special situation, I will definitely report it to you in 1510."

Su Jingtian shook his head and opened his words,

"You don't have to play stupid, I know what you mean. But in the future, if you encounter the same situation, you better stay away, that is not something that a child of your age can reach. ”

"For children of your age, it's enough to go to school honestly and experience the youth campus well, and don't get yourself into trouble."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth slightly, looking confused.

After a long silence, he scratched his head and showed a wry smile,

"No, Uncle Su, what are you talking about? I don't understand why. ”

"Why don't you make it clearer?"

At midnight the streets were empty, the street lights were long, and the cold wind was gusting.

Lu Mingfei shivered at the right time, crossed his hands, and rubbed his big arms, as if this could warm himself up.

Su Jingtian stared at Lu Mingfei for a while, and chuckled in relief,

"It's nothing, you Uncle Su and I, I should have drunk too much."

"Ming Fei, let's just say it, in the school, you take care of Su Xiaochang a little." As a father, the man specifically mentioned the word "care", which shows the trust that is faintly implicated.

"Relatively, if there is anything in the future, you can come to me."

"You Uncle Su and I, now in this city, I am quite capable."

Lu Mingfei hugged his big arms, shrunk his neck, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, looking like an extremely well-behaved student.

Su Jingtian kept smiling and raised the window.

The hum of the engine was very clear in the quiet place, and the faint exhaust fumes dispersed, carrying the black luxury car of the well-known mining entrepreneur in this small city, slowly passing away, submerging into the darkness in the distance.

Lu Mingfei looked at the car that was moving away, his humble eyes calmed down slightly, and closed them gently.

He slowly lowered his hands holding his big arms, twisted his sore neck, and opened his eyes again, his eyes clear.

Lu Ming muttered to himself,

"Lu Mingfei! Lu Mingfei! It's not that I'm talking about you, why can't you involuntarily walk up when you see the knives in those people's clothes, it's really a bad person's temperament. ”

"But," Lu Mingfei scratched his sideburns,

"Now it seems that I was really nosy this time."

The stunned voice dissipated in the empty night.

Steward Liu is full of gray hair, but his hairstyle is very exquisite.

He is not idle today, he went to pick up Su Xiaochang in the afternoon, and when he encountered a storm, he drove cautiously.

As soon as I put the young lady down, I came to Su Jingtian non-stop, and stayed outside the club until now.

If he hadn't been a soldier for a few years, at his current age, he would still be in good spirits.

(End of chapter)