Chapter 130
Facing the righteous indignation of his subordinates, Chief Shaohong had a calm expression on his face. He understands how his subordinates feel at this time, because a few years ago, in China, this kind of thing happened almost every day. However, the only difference is that the two sides have changed positions.
It's nothing special, Shaohong Dazuo looked at everyone present with cold eyes, anyway, that pine nut is not his daughter. Besides, after all, he has lived for so long, what things have he not encountered? Not to mention that Songzi's current situation was deliberately arranged by them, even if it was for the benefit of the organization, she would take the initiative to sacrifice herself with those two ugly Chinese people. As for the super cool voice coming out now, although it is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed Song Zi's own voice. Now, all he needs to do is to bring his disturbed rationality back to purity.
"As long as everything I do is for the country and the organization, let alone the pine nuts that 37605944 pays now, even if it is my own daughter, I will let her do the same! I hope everyone..." Shaohong Dazuo glanced at her face The angry crowd glanced at them, and said flatly: "Don't lose your composure because they take advantage of us. Yamamoto-kun, have you locked in on the target's location now?"
During Song Zi's non-stop humming, Jiro Yamamoto pinched his leg fiercely, trying to force himself not to be disturbed by the voices of the three people. With a pinch, the pain suddenly spread from the base of the leg, causing him to grin involuntarily several times. But the unbearable flame was much smaller, which allowed him to answer Mr. Shaohong's question in a calmer voice: "Your Majesty, their location is at the seventh floor of Nanren Street. Position No. 12." As he spoke, he moved the mouse in his hand, pointed the arrow at the building layer on the monitor, and when he was about to point out the exact location, the voice stopped.
The cool cry of pine nuts was like that of a chicken whose neck was trampled. After a long cry, it disappeared all of a sudden. In addition to the sound, the signal also disappeared at the same time.
"What's going on?!" Kameji sternly asked Yamamoto Jiro who was staying there. It sounds so cool to others, why do you want to cut it off! ?
"Report, report, Your Excellency, the signal, the signal has disappeared again!" Just as the specific location was locked immediately, those two cunning Chinese people turned off the phone again. Mr. Kameji, who was preparing to consider the deployment of manpower, suddenly lost his sense of direction. It's no wonder that his expression at this time made Yamamoto Jiro's heart beat, and his speech became stuttering again.
Help, help, a few crisp knocks on the table, knocked back Kameji's words that he wanted to continue to severely reprimand Yamamoto Jiro.
Gui Er turned his head and saw that Shaohong Dazuo was looking at the table with the dry pipe in his hand, looking at him with an extremely peaceful face: "Gui Er, don't be angry. I remember that when I was in Huaxia, they often I once said a word, that is: No matter how powerful Sun Houzi is, he can’t pick the palm of the Tathagata Buddha." Speaking of this, he slowly took out a small sip from the shredded tobacco bag handed over by the entourage standing behind him. Shredded tobacco, with trembling hands, pressed the shredded tobacco into the pipe pot, put it on the mouth and waited for the follower to light it, and with the white smoke coming out of the nostrils, the eyes were fixed on the position where the mouse was placed in Jiro Yamamoto's hand, calm He continued: "I am the Tathagata Buddha, you cannot escape."
"You can't escape!" Holding the phone in his hand, the phone made of high-grade plastic immediately shattered into pieces. Seeing the fragments falling from his hands one by one, Qin Zhao said with a sinister smile, "Young bastard, I don't believe it. After hearing this, you still run away vigilantly. Waiting for Lao Tzu to jump out on his own initiative? Hehe, it’s a pity, you won’t have any chance to regret it.” The smile that was still rippling on your face just now suddenly disappeared with the next person, and turned into ice-like coldness.
Picking up a bottle of mineral water and gulping down several sips, Tie Molei loosened the muscles at his Adam's apple, and complained to Qin Zhao with a wry smile: "Like a woman, and even a woman who was spoiled by you!" , It’s really not an easy task. However, it’s enough to fool that old guy foolishly waiting for your kid’s gun.”
After vigorously shaking the mineral water bottle, and then putting it aside, Tie Mole stood up, raised the watch on his left wrist to look at the time, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes: "It's getting late, we should also act It’s okay, so I don’t have to hang people’s appetites here all the time.”
"Yeah." Qin Zhao hummed, turned his head and glanced at Ms. Songzi, who was lying on the tatami in the bedroom, her eyes changed from cold and cold to plain, like an aunt picking old hens at the farmers' market, looking at Songzi's face. After sweeping up and down, he said to Tie Molei: "You go out first, and go when I'm done."
Tie Mole is sure that this poor, beautiful and alluring Ms. Songzi, from the moment she walks out of this room, she will never have the chance to see tomorrow's sunrise. face, and felt a little heartache. After all, this kind of agent who has received strict training in terms of figure and appearance is as delicate as a piece of porcelain, so people don't want to break it.
"I don't know when you became such a mother-in-law." Qin Zhao pushed Tie Mole's shoulder, although there was dissatisfaction in his words, but his face was happy for his brother: "After going back this time, I must see where the evildoer turned a hypocrite into a pedantic gentleman who treats his enemies well." In fact, what he wanted to say was: I have to do this, for the sake of my relatives' safety in the future. But I didn't want Tie Mole to feel guilty, so I changed the subject and mentioned his future wife, in order to remind Tie Mole that for the sake of the woman behind you, it is necessary to sacrifice this woman. She chose by herself, and death can only be her only end.
"Fuck you, do you want to show off to your sister-in-law?" Tie Molei punched him* with a smile, why didn't he understand what his brother was thinking? After Qin Zhao's reminder, he finally understood the cruelty before him. After gathering his mind, he said: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you." After finishing speaking, he never looked at the begging look in Ms. Songzi's eyes, and stepped out with a firm heart.
Some people and some things, because of their different positions, must have an explanation, even if it costs their lives. This is something he, Tie Molei, cannot change, and it is also something in the world that cannot be changed for his own benefit. Whether it's the pine nuts waiting to be slaughtered, or someone else.
On the way to protect the safety of the family, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.
"Okay." Qin Zhao answered yes concisely, turned around and walked into the bedroom.
After seeing Qin Zhao walk in, Songzi knew very well what consequences he was going to accept next. The great fear made her roll over and shake her head desperately, hoping that Qin Zhao would let her go because she was a pretty good woman. At the same time, there were big teardrops in her eyes sliding down her white and delicate face, and a string of tears hit her round shoulders, and then spread out. It's like the drizzle falling from the sky, falling on the pure white porcelain tiles, leaving only a vision without water marks in the blink of an eye.
It's noticeable, it hurts.
Qin Zhao first took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, turning a blind eye to those teasing movements made intentionally or unintentionally by that white body, just quietly staring at Song Zi's eyes, and asked lightly: "Now I know I'm afraid, I know I regret it. gone?"
There seemed to be a loose tone in Qin Zhao's words. The tears in Songzi's eyes became more abundant, his body wriggled more violently, and a sweet whining sound came out of his nose. She longed, longed for the pity of the man who knocked her down with one punch and made her lose her resistance. She swears that she can pay all the price except life for this. As long as he can live, watching this man with his own eyes would be worse than death!
If, if she is given another chance, she will definitely disobey the orders of Chief Shaohong. When he is in the coffee shop, she should put some arsenic in his cup and poison this man to perforate his stomach... No, no To put arsenic, it is best to put the kind of medicine that is not lethal but must lose resistance, because you have to torture him enough before talking.
Just because Qin Zhao had a little bit of unbearableness in his eyes, Song Zi changed from wanting to live to thinking of how to torture him.
"Hehe..." Qin Zhao seemed to have read her mind, his heart softened by the influence of Tie Molei just got up, sneered a few times, put his hand on the plump of the pine nut, and slowly went up, all the way She stopped at her slender neck, half-clasped her big hands, and said with pine nuts, "You shouldn't still be thinking about killing me by chance, maybe, if you don't , I will let you go."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" Song Zi clamped Qin Zhao's hand with his chin, and now, apart from begging and sincere regret, the murderous look that was shining just now was gone. Why do some people know regret when death really comes?
When the moment when death chokes her throat comes, Songzi realizes what a luxury it is to live, to live in an ordinary way. If, if there is a chance, she just wants to be a good girl who is obedient and obedient at home, find a husband who doesn’t have to be as handsome as the man in front of her, wash and cook at home every day and take care of the children, and can go out for a walk and quarrel with her husband and children at night , look at the moonlight overhead.
Such a beautiful moonlight, why can't I see it... With a soft click, all the expressions in Songzi's eyes froze, and gradually evolved into a round of plain white moon, fixedly staying in her 23-year-old eyes. in life.
Qin Zhao withdrew his hand, lifted a thin blanket to cover the pine nuts, stood there for a while, and then said to himself in a deep voice: "Some people, from birth to life, just wait for me to take their lives. Pay the price of living for what he did... You are not the first, and you will certainly not be the last." After speaking, he never looked at the thing protruding under the blanket that was called a human just now, and strode forward. He walked out of the room without looking back.
It's nothing special, Shaohong Dazuo looked at everyone present with cold eyes, anyway, that pine nut is not his daughter. Besides, after all, he has lived for so long, what things have he not encountered? Not to mention that Songzi's current situation was deliberately arranged by them, even if it was for the benefit of the organization, she would take the initiative to sacrifice herself with those two ugly Chinese people. As for the super cool voice coming out now, although it is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed Song Zi's own voice. Now, all he needs to do is to bring his disturbed rationality back to purity.
"As long as everything I do is for the country and the organization, let alone the pine nuts that 37605944 pays now, even if it is my own daughter, I will let her do the same! I hope everyone..." Shaohong Dazuo glanced at her face The angry crowd glanced at them, and said flatly: "Don't lose your composure because they take advantage of us. Yamamoto-kun, have you locked in on the target's location now?"
During Song Zi's non-stop humming, Jiro Yamamoto pinched his leg fiercely, trying to force himself not to be disturbed by the voices of the three people. With a pinch, the pain suddenly spread from the base of the leg, causing him to grin involuntarily several times. But the unbearable flame was much smaller, which allowed him to answer Mr. Shaohong's question in a calmer voice: "Your Majesty, their location is at the seventh floor of Nanren Street. Position No. 12." As he spoke, he moved the mouse in his hand, pointed the arrow at the building layer on the monitor, and when he was about to point out the exact location, the voice stopped.
The cool cry of pine nuts was like that of a chicken whose neck was trampled. After a long cry, it disappeared all of a sudden. In addition to the sound, the signal also disappeared at the same time.
"What's going on?!" Kameji sternly asked Yamamoto Jiro who was staying there. It sounds so cool to others, why do you want to cut it off! ?
"Report, report, Your Excellency, the signal, the signal has disappeared again!" Just as the specific location was locked immediately, those two cunning Chinese people turned off the phone again. Mr. Kameji, who was preparing to consider the deployment of manpower, suddenly lost his sense of direction. It's no wonder that his expression at this time made Yamamoto Jiro's heart beat, and his speech became stuttering again.
Help, help, a few crisp knocks on the table, knocked back Kameji's words that he wanted to continue to severely reprimand Yamamoto Jiro.
Gui Er turned his head and saw that Shaohong Dazuo was looking at the table with the dry pipe in his hand, looking at him with an extremely peaceful face: "Gui Er, don't be angry. I remember that when I was in Huaxia, they often I once said a word, that is: No matter how powerful Sun Houzi is, he can’t pick the palm of the Tathagata Buddha." Speaking of this, he slowly took out a small sip from the shredded tobacco bag handed over by the entourage standing behind him. Shredded tobacco, with trembling hands, pressed the shredded tobacco into the pipe pot, put it on the mouth and waited for the follower to light it, and with the white smoke coming out of the nostrils, the eyes were fixed on the position where the mouse was placed in Jiro Yamamoto's hand, calm He continued: "I am the Tathagata Buddha, you cannot escape."
"You can't escape!" Holding the phone in his hand, the phone made of high-grade plastic immediately shattered into pieces. Seeing the fragments falling from his hands one by one, Qin Zhao said with a sinister smile, "Young bastard, I don't believe it. After hearing this, you still run away vigilantly. Waiting for Lao Tzu to jump out on his own initiative? Hehe, it’s a pity, you won’t have any chance to regret it.” The smile that was still rippling on your face just now suddenly disappeared with the next person, and turned into ice-like coldness.
Picking up a bottle of mineral water and gulping down several sips, Tie Molei loosened the muscles at his Adam's apple, and complained to Qin Zhao with a wry smile: "Like a woman, and even a woman who was spoiled by you!" , It’s really not an easy task. However, it’s enough to fool that old guy foolishly waiting for your kid’s gun.”
After vigorously shaking the mineral water bottle, and then putting it aside, Tie Mole stood up, raised the watch on his left wrist to look at the time, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes: "It's getting late, we should also act It’s okay, so I don’t have to hang people’s appetites here all the time.”
"Yeah." Qin Zhao hummed, turned his head and glanced at Ms. Songzi, who was lying on the tatami in the bedroom, her eyes changed from cold and cold to plain, like an aunt picking old hens at the farmers' market, looking at Songzi's face. After sweeping up and down, he said to Tie Molei: "You go out first, and go when I'm done."
Tie Mole is sure that this poor, beautiful and alluring Ms. Songzi, from the moment she walks out of this room, she will never have the chance to see tomorrow's sunrise. face, and felt a little heartache. After all, this kind of agent who has received strict training in terms of figure and appearance is as delicate as a piece of porcelain, so people don't want to break it.
"I don't know when you became such a mother-in-law." Qin Zhao pushed Tie Mole's shoulder, although there was dissatisfaction in his words, but his face was happy for his brother: "After going back this time, I must see where the evildoer turned a hypocrite into a pedantic gentleman who treats his enemies well." In fact, what he wanted to say was: I have to do this, for the sake of my relatives' safety in the future. But I didn't want Tie Mole to feel guilty, so I changed the subject and mentioned his future wife, in order to remind Tie Mole that for the sake of the woman behind you, it is necessary to sacrifice this woman. She chose by herself, and death can only be her only end.
"Fuck you, do you want to show off to your sister-in-law?" Tie Molei punched him* with a smile, why didn't he understand what his brother was thinking? After Qin Zhao's reminder, he finally understood the cruelty before him. After gathering his mind, he said: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you." After finishing speaking, he never looked at the begging look in Ms. Songzi's eyes, and stepped out with a firm heart.
Some people and some things, because of their different positions, must have an explanation, even if it costs their lives. This is something he, Tie Molei, cannot change, and it is also something in the world that cannot be changed for his own benefit. Whether it's the pine nuts waiting to be slaughtered, or someone else.
On the way to protect the safety of the family, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.
"Okay." Qin Zhao answered yes concisely, turned around and walked into the bedroom.
After seeing Qin Zhao walk in, Songzi knew very well what consequences he was going to accept next. The great fear made her roll over and shake her head desperately, hoping that Qin Zhao would let her go because she was a pretty good woman. At the same time, there were big teardrops in her eyes sliding down her white and delicate face, and a string of tears hit her round shoulders, and then spread out. It's like the drizzle falling from the sky, falling on the pure white porcelain tiles, leaving only a vision without water marks in the blink of an eye.
It's noticeable, it hurts.
Qin Zhao first took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, turning a blind eye to those teasing movements made intentionally or unintentionally by that white body, just quietly staring at Song Zi's eyes, and asked lightly: "Now I know I'm afraid, I know I regret it. gone?"
There seemed to be a loose tone in Qin Zhao's words. The tears in Songzi's eyes became more abundant, his body wriggled more violently, and a sweet whining sound came out of his nose. She longed, longed for the pity of the man who knocked her down with one punch and made her lose her resistance. She swears that she can pay all the price except life for this. As long as he can live, watching this man with his own eyes would be worse than death!
If, if she is given another chance, she will definitely disobey the orders of Chief Shaohong. When he is in the coffee shop, she should put some arsenic in his cup and poison this man to perforate his stomach... No, no To put arsenic, it is best to put the kind of medicine that is not lethal but must lose resistance, because you have to torture him enough before talking.
Just because Qin Zhao had a little bit of unbearableness in his eyes, Song Zi changed from wanting to live to thinking of how to torture him.
"Hehe..." Qin Zhao seemed to have read her mind, his heart softened by the influence of Tie Molei just got up, sneered a few times, put his hand on the plump of the pine nut, and slowly went up, all the way She stopped at her slender neck, half-clasped her big hands, and said with pine nuts, "You shouldn't still be thinking about killing me by chance, maybe, if you don't , I will let you go."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" Song Zi clamped Qin Zhao's hand with his chin, and now, apart from begging and sincere regret, the murderous look that was shining just now was gone. Why do some people know regret when death really comes?
When the moment when death chokes her throat comes, Songzi realizes what a luxury it is to live, to live in an ordinary way. If, if there is a chance, she just wants to be a good girl who is obedient and obedient at home, find a husband who doesn’t have to be as handsome as the man in front of her, wash and cook at home every day and take care of the children, and can go out for a walk and quarrel with her husband and children at night , look at the moonlight overhead.
Such a beautiful moonlight, why can't I see it... With a soft click, all the expressions in Songzi's eyes froze, and gradually evolved into a round of plain white moon, fixedly staying in her 23-year-old eyes. in life.
Qin Zhao withdrew his hand, lifted a thin blanket to cover the pine nuts, stood there for a while, and then said to himself in a deep voice: "Some people, from birth to life, just wait for me to take their lives. Pay the price of living for what he did... You are not the first, and you will certainly not be the last." After speaking, he never looked at the thing protruding under the blanket that was called a human just now, and strode forward. He walked out of the room without looking back.
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