Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

The eyes of the man in purple under the mask were cold.

"Yes! This subordinate made a slip of the tongue. It is rumored that no one can see his saber technique. Because everyone who has seen it is dead." Hei Yan broke into a cold sweat.

"As long as you know. Go back."

The man in purple swung his sleeves and turned his back.

Hei Yan felt unwilling: "Chairman, five of my subordinates died at the hands of that little girl, so she let her go for nothing? What is her origin..." [

The man in purple turned around slowly, looked at him coldly, with a smile on his lips.

His eyes are as sharp as a blade: "Hei Yan, do you want to know about this seat?"

His voice is not loud, and it sounds clear.

But in Heiyan's ears, it was no less than thunder.

He just stood up straight, then fell to his knees again: "This subordinate dare not!"

The man in purple didn't move for a while, and Hei Yan didn't dare to raise his head, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Hei Yan, how does this seat treat you on weekdays?"

After a while, the man in purple finally spoke.The voice is still faint.

"The leader has always treated Hei Yan very well, and Hei Yan can't repay it just in case."

Hei Yan answered without any hesitation.

Although the leader usually treats his subordinates a little harshly, he has never been harsh.

He treated them like brothers who lived and died, and his life would still be saved by the Lord.

"It's good that you know. Hei Yan, sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much. As for the subordinates you died, five of them can't deal with a child. What difference can such a killer make between life and death?" ? Hei Yan, are those people under your command too comfortable these days?"

The man in purple spoke a cold and cold tone, but he revealed a fact.

Hei Yan lowered his head: "Yes, it's because the subordinates are not strictly supervised."