blood rose in his heart

Chapter 16 Black Rose, Maybe Not Dead

A large cloud covered the sky, the stars disappeared, and only a vague silhouette hung high in the sky.

The hazy yellow moon was so heavy that it seemed to be dripping water, making people breathless.

A man leaned on the railing and stood on the balcony, facing the wind.

The balcony was not turned on, and there was a vague outline.

He usually used violent means, his wrists were ruthless, and he talked and laughed casually on weekdays, but at this time he was in a bad mood, and his complexion was even a little greener.

He was already standing in a dark place, and he belonged to the black forces. At this time, he was undoubtedly frightening.

The scent of lilies of the valley in the air is clear and fragrant, and the whole yard is full of white flowers that exude a strong fragrance, and they spit out their fragrance in the dark.

He is not usually a person who appreciates flowers, especially those without thorns.That kind of thing that can only rely on human beings to survive without its own defenses is really a vulgar vase for him.

Something that is extremely beautiful and pure but has no ability to protect itself is completely unqualified to live.

If it wasn't for that person who loves flowers very much, a small bunch of wild flowers can make her happy for a long time, and he would never leave these weak things behind.

The subordinate who stood behind him and reported back was trembling, for fear that he might say something wrong and disappear for no reason.

"Sir, the Galo inspection report is out."

"The doctor decided that she was in a vegetable state. The spine connecting her head and body was completely shattered by a sharp weapon. There is no possibility of repairing it. That is to say, she will lie in bed forever for the rest of her life and can only rely on breathing machine life."

He was terrified, and even thought about the next response, but he didn't think of him, but he was very silent.

Quiet, too unusually quiet.

Needle drop is audible.

He raised his head and peeked at the handsome man in front of him, then lowered his head.How he got to the position on the road back then is just a secret, and there are too many bloody storms behind it.

The man didn't answer, just took another puff of cigarette.

Surrounded by the milky white smoke, his face became more and more beautiful.His fingers were slender and white, and it was hard to imagine that hand could cut off the neck of an adult in one fell swoop.

The fingertips are round, with a thin layer of calluses—this is the habit left by holding guns all the year round.

In an instant, the sense of oppression became heavier.

Behind Bo Yan, his face was even more gloomy and cold.

The reporter was so frightened that he wanted to cry, and his whole body trembled involuntarily—as the top killer in the world rankings, he was also a person who saw blood all the year round, he was used to bloody scenes, and he also saw many scenes of forced confessions.

Even if a person was skinned and thrown to the ground in front of him, he had never been so frightened before.

Yes, fear.

This man in front of me is simply a humanoid beast
Finally, he slammed the unfinished cigarette butt on the bouquet of jasmine at hand, and the pure white flowers were immediately scorched yellow by the hot cigarette butt, and then curled up.

The voice of "呲呲啦啦" was unusually quiet in the dark night, which made the people behind feel guilty.

His head was therefore buried even lower.

His anger came from a source. His torture hall and intelligence network were at the top level in the world, and they were extremely appalling in the world.

The intelligence network is responsible for collecting information, and the punishment hall is responsible for erasing objects.

Anyone who is targeted by the torture hall will never be able to escape this invisible giant net if they flee to the ends of the world.Even if it is the emperor and Lao Tzu, if he is caught and sent to the torture hall, if he does not die, his skin will peel off.

There is a saying in Taoism, even if you offend officials and dignitaries, you will never allow people in the punishment hall to offend.

The people there can guarantee that you will still be alive after being skinned.

But was disrupted by a woman.

If this word is released, it really deserves death!
After a long time, a clear voice broke the peace.

"Issuing pensions and compensation, it is said that she failed in the mission and was in distress. Then, the trachea was broken."

With that, he asked:

"Jin Zhongdi, what do you think of this matter?"

There was no emotion in the voice, and Jin Zhongdi immediately lowered his head in shock, not daring to say another word.

"Sir, this matter is a threat!"

The people in front of the window finally moved.

He turned around, his eyes darkened.

It is clear and translucent, but it is scary to see.

It feels like a pool of water that has existed for thousands of years. It looks quiet and peaceful on the surface, but if you get closer, you can know that the dark tide at the bottom is raging.

The day has the rules of the day, and the night has the rules of the night.

If this man had some scruples about not being so ruthless during the day, then in the dark night, when the moonlight shrouded him, he walked here like an emperor, killing and decisive, without mercy.

I don't know how many lives were buried under his hands, and he didn't bother to count.

Once you get used to it, it doesn't matter.

Years of bloody wind and rain have made him develop the habit of hiding his emotions and anger, spying on everything secretly, and then attacking suddenly when the enemy is not prepared, subduing him with one blow.

Those days that were once regarded as legends, the days that were once admired by others, in his eyes are just the sand between the fingers of a moment, fleeting, and then settled, only one sentence All forces will face him respectfully A "father".

This word is not called for nothing.

Those bloody secrets have long been buried in an unknown corner along with the disappearance of those who do not know good or bad; those appalling methods have long been accompanied by his existence and have become a legend; , but also to make more people willing to work for him willingly and never betray.

Also. dare not betray.

There are not many people who can be called emperors.

And there are very few people who can be called the Emperor of the Night.

However, these are nothing compared to the forces that the various forces in Asia are afraid of.

"Oh?" He asked in a questioning tone, and the man was too frightened to speak out—it was rare for him to be interested, what did he think of this time?

Jin Zhongdi took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said in a trembling voice:
"The subordinates believe that cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots will prevent future troubles."

Precisely cutting off a person's spine without harming his life is far more difficult than taking his life.

It is not only necessary to accurately grope for a person's spine, but also to ensure that the strength does not completely shatter the bones. The control of strength, position, and timing are really accurate to the extreme!
Its difficulty is no less than giving an ant a caesarean section!
She deliberately kept her life alive just to demonstrate!
If that's the only way to say it, that's fine.

He clenched his fist violently, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

The most abominable thing is that she actually threatened Jia Luo directly with the micro-monitor!

This - this is really - this is really - "too arrogant, this person must be removed."

The woman standing behind him answered the call.

Lei Che raised his eyebrows.

"Arrogant?"

"This directly threatens such a step, why not be arrogant?"

With a suppressed voice, it was a sentence bitten out between the teeth.

Lei Che turned his face sideways, glanced at the man behind him, his peach blossom eyes sparkled with water, and his tone was quite playful: "It's rare for a woman to have so many tricks these days."

But was interrupted.

"But there is one."

The man saw that he didn't respond, and boldly continued:
"A woman."

In an instant, the air pressure in the room dropped sharply.

Everyone looked at her, not daring to vent their anger.

(End of this chapter)