Chapter 370: The Basement

The person in charge said: "Now, I am not your brother. ”

The tone was so cold that he couldn't believe that it was her brother, the brother who smiled like the sun.

His brother used to be the sun, but now he is just a dark cloud.

The dark clouds were huge, and the woman's heart was very depressed. He didn't want to say anything in his heart, only depression, because this sister of his own had become an obstacle to his upward movement after all.

But the result of this obstacle will not make him hurt his sister for the killer. What kind of results can people be ruthless to.

The woman said, "Oppression has always been there, but freedom has always been there. No matter how many years have passed, no matter how high their life, no matter how high their status is, the final result cannot stop their desire for freedom, and they will give their own efforts for this freedom. β€œ

The person in charge laughed, freedom comes at a price.

He said, "My good sister, do you know what the consequences of this are? Have you thought about your family by doing this? They are all so vulnerable in front of the organization. β€œ

The woman didn't speak, of course she knew what his brother said, and she did it anyway.

Maybe everyone in love is so wild that they can give everything, and as for the consequences, maybe they never appear in their minds, or they appear, however, they choose to ignore them.

After ignoring this, they naturally do not believe in the existence of this consequence, and in love, they all believe that this consequence is beautiful, and everything in the world is so beautiful.

The woman's eyes were a little anxious, and they naturally knew what the consequences were.

The woman said, "Brother, you must know that I did all this myself, and I will bear the consequences alone." β€œ

The person in charge said in a low voice: "It's good, how naΓ―ve you are, sometimes you can't do it if you don't want to do it, and this consequence is not something you can bear yourself." β€œ

His voice was cold, so cold that he didn't even believe it, was he still so ruthless?

No, no, his mood at the moment is burning like a fire, but even if it burns like this, the final result is that he uses all his strength to suppress this emotion, and he doesn't want to do this.

No emotion can be shown.

He knew that there were so many masters in the organization, but the final result was to let him in, and this entry naturally required payment.

The organization wanted him to show his own loyalty. As to what the price of this faithfulness is, it is already obvious.

It depends on whether he can kill his relatives in righteousness.

The person in charge is still so cold, and his subordinates are used to such cold. But his coldness is also his protective color.

The person in charge said, "You know what? You might die like this." β€œ

Woman: "I know. β€œ

Person in charge: "You're not afraid. β€œ

Woman: "I'm afraid."

Eventually, the woman was taken to a basement.

At the door of the basement, he said to his men, "You wait for me here." β€œ

The tone is still so cold, but his subordinates feel that today's cold is really cold, and the cold before is the cold of the body, and the current cold is the cold from the heart.

They were afraid of him. This guy who is cold enough to do something to his sister.

In life, even their feelings for their families are still very important.

As they watched, their leader helped his sister into the basement.

The entrance to the basement was so black that it made people feel a kind of fear, and the cold wind kept blowing up from below.

Until this brother and sister disappeared into this entrance.

No one says hau, everything here is so indifferent, it's all so depressing.

It makes people's hearts so cold.

In the dark basement, the smell of blood spreads here. The rusty iron from the stolen blood made the smell of this oppressive space so unpleasant.

Darkness and gore are the main colors here.

The person in charge held his sister on the stool, where many people died.

When the woman sat up, her heart vomited like this.

The tone of the person in charge was a little warm, and he said, "Sister, you can say it, so I can let you live." You know that organizations can already extract people's memories. It doesn't make sense for you to do that. β€œ

Woman: "I know, but I don't want to say it, and as for what I said after I die, that's what I can't do." β€œ

A lot of ice appeared under the feet of the person in charge in an instant.

The already gloomy basement became even colder.

(End of chapter)