blood rose in his heart

Chapter 17
The woman lowered her head and her voice was very soft.

"Sir knows who it is."

She dare not mention it.

This name is taboo.

The last time the two people dared to mention this name was when he was just sitting in this position.

As soon as he took office, he ordered a thorough investigation into the cause of her death, her identity, and various clues.

He was adopted by her.

The hall master, who has a lonely personality and always walks alone and never associates with anyone, would actually take a young man home with his own hands, and he is also an extremely beautiful and outstanding young man. Naturally, there are many rumors.

There were rumors from the outside world that filled the city with all kinds of flirtatious messages, but she just pulled him in front of her and explained lightly.

"He's my brother."

Then, he directly dealt with the two most vicious rumormongers, and went to the execution hall to receive his punishment.

This incident shocked the audience—that is the most powerful right-hand man of the leader, who has been chasing her domineeringly for a long time, and no one dared to provoke her.

She has always been aloof, and never cared about the outside world's gossip about her, but just because of this incident, she broke the ring, and even made an enemy of the leader. Everyone knew the status of this kid in her heart.

Since then, there have been no more rumors about this kid on the road.

People kept silent, but they all had their own ideas—that's what she said, and there was probably another way behind it.

As a result, various rumors circulated privately.

Naturally, the two branch masters also knew about this matter.

Those two branch hall masters thought he was a child molester raised by her and was tortured by her, so they thoroughly investigated a person who had been dead for many years when he took office.

In order to please him, he deliberately scolded her in front of him and said bad things about her.

He said nothing, just glanced at them.

The next day, news came out that the two died in a car accident while drunk overnight.

But at the banquet that day, no one was drunk - the rules here are strict, and the supply of alcohol is limited, and no one is allowed to get drunk to prevent drunkenness.

Calculating carefully, they may be able to walk at the age of three by now.

Everyone was in an uproar.

People on the road were all surprised what happened back then to make him so angry, but no one could explain clearly.

And the charming past between him and her has become a legend on the road.

But no matter what, from now on, the rules of the night world have been established—everyone on the road knows that she is his taboo.

That name was a thorn in his heart.

A complete no-no.

A taboo that no one can mention.

The woman swallowed her saliva, felt the eyes staring at her, opened her mouth but still didn't dare to speak - he was in a good mood.

she knows.

The last time he came here when he was interested or someone betrayed him, he played on the shooting range and emptied ten bullet casings.The movements are smooth, done in one go, and flowing, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

Facing the entire white wall on the opposite side, which was stained blood red, mixed with white liquid that may be brain or bone marrow, and the two flesh bodies that were still wriggling on the ground, who may be human or ghost, he casually unloaded the magazine and put the gun away. Lost, turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

"Keep your breath, life and death are up to God."

The arrogance reveals an unquestionable tone.

He leaves with his back to them, and they all take their guns out of their backs to replace him.

But they dare not.

No one dared to resist him.

Except for those few people who just came in and didn't understand.

"For the sake of all the years he has worked for me, please take a breath."

The tone that seemed to be talking about the weather made them even more frightened into a cold sweat.

The air is full of strong fishy smell that cannot be dispelled.

But also scary.

Fear slowly crawled up her skin like a bug, gnawing at her reason bit by bit, making her tremble involuntarily.

She desperately wanted herself to say something, but she couldn't fight the fear in her mind, and she still felt parched after she opened her mouth.

In an instant, cold sweat was dripping down her back.

damn it.

She clenched her fist tightly, and her palm was already covered with sweat.

She was cursing herself for being useless, when the person in front of her suddenly said:

"Are you afraid of me?"

She couldn't figure out what he meant, let alone speak rashly.

Then, the room fell into silence again.

In the darkness, only a faint sigh was heard.

"She won't be afraid."

I don't know if it was because complimenting her aroused the imbalance in her heart, she suddenly became courageous.

"If it's really her, sir, please investigate earlier."

"After all, she has a close relationship with the previous leader. If her whereabouts are really unknown, sir, please make preparations earlier—"

"Watch what happens."

The woman who finally had the courage to speak was suddenly interrupted, and she was stunned for a long time without reacting.

Seeing her in a daze for a long time, it was a little unbelievable.

"gentlemen?"

How dare he keep the confidant left behind by the previous leader? !
Doesn't he know the relationship between her and the previous leader, the leader who was personally disposed of by him? !
How dare you keep it so boldly? !
"You go out first."

It was to another man.

The man obediently walked out of the room.

Then, the room was once again plunged into darkness.

Before she could react, she just heard the person in front of her continue:

"Let's wait and see what happens with this matter."

She hastily explained.

"But sir—"

He raised his hand, lifted her chin, leaned over to her, and asked in a low voice:
"Do you know why since I took office, all the people around the previous leader have changed, but you are the only one left?"

He smelled really good, a faint sandalwood aroma.

With a clear voice, it is simply the charm of the world.

The woman blushed immediately, her heart was pounding, and the contours of her ears were so red that she wanted to drip blood.

"Sir. Take pity on me."

The voice was weak, the mosquito ants lowered their heads, and their voice was muffled, no longer the same as before.

But I heard the person in front of me laughing and saying:
"Do not."

The person in front of him said that he stretched out two fingers and squeezed her chin to force her to look at him.

"It's because you know how to measure and know how to advance and retreat."

A pair of eyes gleamed brightly in the darkness.

"You know what to do and what not to do."

As he spoke, he suddenly leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes, and she blushed suddenly from the fragrance of his body - the smell of his body always makes people smell very reassuring.

Immediately, she blushed, and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

His chest rose and fell, and his face turned even redder.

She buried her face in her chest, not daring to look up at him no matter what.

The person in front of her was still pinching her chin, as if she had no intention of letting go.

"gentlemen?"

she cried softly.

Before the words fell, she was kissed lightly on the forehead.

"Plop--" she heard her heart skip a beat.

Her brain was already buzzing, and a rush of hot blood rushed to her head. Her face was hot, and she didn't know what to do.

"Leave this matter alone."

The head was gently stroked by the always warm palm, and she, who was already intent on killing, nodded unexpectedly.

She heard the person in front of her smile and rubbed her head rewardingly.

"So nice."

The gentle woman who fell down on him was suddenly distracted, without any other thoughts, and obediently followed his instructions and walked out of the room.

Seeing the person in front of him obediently walk out of the room, the gentleness on Lei Che's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by indifference and disgust.

He took out a silk handkerchief, wet it with water, and carefully wiped off all ten fingers bit by bit, and then threw the handkerchief into the trash can with cold eyes.

Sister, is this person really you?
If it's you, since you're still alive, why don't you come to see me?
That's all I do.
Does it disgust you?
(End of this chapter)