Apocalyptic Forecast

   Chapter 995

  The meeting room of Luming Hall is silent.

  Not only Nanbu and his subordinates behind him, but also the other participants' eyes widened in astonishment, and a cold air burst in the back of their heads involuntarily.

  It seems to see someone driving a car and robbing the food reserves of the Yizhou Giant Panda Base...

  The big tengu is almost calling a good guy.

  Originally, he thought he would be able to see his lips and tongues, fighting over and under, but he did not expect that Huai Shi directly saved the steps and quickly moved forward to the full liquidation.

  Moreover, Luming Pavilion will come to do it yourself, kill yourself and give Huaishi the whole job!

  Is there still this kind of operation?

  This is no longer a face-riding output, directly losing power and insulting the country.

  Dare to nod in the south, let alone other people, the people below will probably start singing'Miluo Yuanshui Ran Paibo' directly, maybe they will directly Tianzhu his whole family.

  For a moment, he stiffened, and his original action of bowing his head and subduing softly stopped in place.

  And Huai Shi, as if she also noticed the angry eyes behind Nanbu, and nodded clearly: "Indeed, Mr. Nanbu will be a little bit too cruel to let his subordinates take care of himself..."

  "Please also, raise your hands high."

  The expression in the south twitched violently, lowered his head stiffly, and squeezed out a reluctant smile to please. Asking prices all the time, paying back the money on the ground, it is nothing to be ashamed for a while, as long as everything can be wiped away, it is easy to say.

   "This is not impossible."

Huai Shi glanced at the old man who bowed his head and told him: "But, I have to apologize, Mr. Nanbu. You are so low and humble, I thought I did something wrong..."

  "……"

  Southern lowered his head, stiffened for a long time, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, it's all the old fault!"

  And Huai Shi, as if not heard.

   just turned around in doubt, and looked at the people around: "I don’t know much, is the apology of Yingzhou people like this? Why is it different from what I heard..."

  Dead silence, long silence.

  The southern part seemed to be petrified, the blue veins on the back of the hand burst out, and he was clutching the robe on the knee. After a long time, he slowly got up, and knelt on the ground amidst the sorrowful shouts of his subordinates.

  He closed his eyes.

  Support the ground with both hands and bow your head.

  Take the soil down.

   "Please, forgive me."

  In this conference room, only the sound of a teacup falling to the floor is so harsh.

  All the participants looked at each other, never expected to see such a wonder, even the big tengu’s wine leaked from the corner of their mouths. In this battle, he has lived so old, but he has never seen it...

  Under the sunlight outside the window, Huai Shi sat on a chair, bowed her head, looking down at the figure kneeling to apologize.

  There is no complacency or mockery at all.

   Calm as always.

   just nodded.

  "Very well, since you know what is wrong, I don’t need to say more about the rest." He pressed Nanbu's shoulder and said with relief, "Just follow the tradition of Yingzhou—"

  Speaking, he stretched out his hand behind him.

   Yuanyuan took a step forward and handed the gift that Huai Shi had brought.

  A slender wooden box with elegant workmanship and exquisite decoration. After opening, it reveals the brocade laid out inside and a knife forged by Huai Shi himself.

  Selected special steel from Tanba Smelter, inlaid with gold and beautiful jade, and the pure white shark skin is spotless.

   is indeed the best choice for home trips and gifts to relatives and friends.

  At this moment, it was sent to the dull face in the south.

   Accompanied by Huai Shi’s command.

   "——Cesarean section, Mr. Nanbu."

  The silence was broken. Someone slapped the table angrily, got up, and wanted to scold him angrily, but Huai Shi looked up, and the moment he looked past, he was frozen by the cold vision.

   is not ferocious, nor angry, but calm, like a dark abyss, reflecting every trembling soul, and freezing the words he wants to say.

  Stiff in place, afraid to move.

   "How?"

Huai Shi asked, "Anything?"

  No one responded.

  Since he stepped into this conference room, those murderous intentions brewing in his chest have not concealed, and they have been exposed from the gaze, warning everyone who dares to interrupt.

  Who moves and who dies!

  He came here today, then he must die. Otherwise, is it coming here to pretend to be a posture and teach others the principles of benevolence and forgiveness?

  The truth is already over.

  Now it should be time to settle the accounts!

  Even if it's a cent, a cent, a tiny bit...

  Huaishi bowed her head, overlooking the opponent at her feet, and reminded coldly: "Mother Nanbu, it's time to show the samurai style. Don't let people down!"

"me……"

  Nanbu stared blankly at the knife in front of him, his lips pursed, unable to make a sound.

  He wants to ask if Huai Shi is crazy, do you want to start a war? But when he saw those eyes, he understood the answer.

  There is no room for this group of neuroses!

   will not give him other choices...

  Either he died here today, or the two sides will start an all-out war,

  But when he turned his head sluggishly and looked behind him, he found that there was no voice in the silence, and no one even stood up to defend him.

  Only the indifferent view from the deepest part of Luming Pavilion.

  He finally realized it and smiled bitterly.

  What can we say now?

  In addition, is there any way to avoid this unrighteous battle caused by the Yingzhou Genealogy, and what other way to preserve your family?

  He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, took the knife in Huai Shi's hand, and drew the knife out of its sheath.

  The sharp blade of the blade reflected the decayed face and was bit between the teeth by him. Then, both hands pulled open the shirt, revealing the chest and abdomen.

  Sit up.

  The sound of the blade's stabbing was so low that everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, and along with the cross-cutting sound, the viscous liquid flowed out.

"Come!"

  Nanbu straightened his body, raised his head, and glared at Huaishi.

  Huai Shi was indifferent, just waved.

  Behind him, Yuanyuan walked out, drew out the heavy long sword, stepped past, and the moment he passed by, a perfect arc emerged from the sky.

  The majestic sound like the movement of the world spreads from the sound of swords.

  The solemn iron light cut off the last bond.

   illuminates his muddy eyes.

  The fleeting light is so beautiful and thrilling.

   "It's so beautiful..."

  Southern praised softly, and the old body was crawling on the ground, no more sound.

  Only the blood spread silently.

  A dead silence.

  Yuanyuan's wrist moved slightly to shake away the blood, retracted the sword into the box, and returned to the teacher's back.

  Her work is complete.

  For a long time, in the stillness that was left with heavy breathing, Huai Shi waved her hand, wiped the blood drop from her cuff, and finally withdrew her gaze from the ground.

  There is no frantic laughter, and no indifferent spurning.

   is just calm.

   Looking back at the expressions that were either dull or sorrowful.

   "Thanks to everyone's wrong love, I have poured so many expectations into me that I shouldn't have. So that, I always want to teach me some principles of life..."

  He said softly, "Maybe you think I am the same as you, but in fact, I am different from you. I never thought about playing games with you.

  There are more important things and more work worth devoting to complete in this world. Unfortunately, you are not included in it. I hope everyone can do it for themselves. "

   "At the end, I wish you all a long time."

  Huai Shi got up, helped her collar, and politely nodded goodbye: "I'm out of company."

  In this way, he stepped over the corpse on the ground and pushed the door to leave.

  The decayed ancient door closed behind him, like thunder.

  Pass through the crowd gathered in front of the door, step down the steps, and flow unimpeded all the way.

  After that dark car disappeared at the end of the mountain, above the sky, the huge scope sign covering the entire Luming Hall gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace.

  The same afternoon, the rest area in the headquarters of the Astronomical Society in London on the border.

  Under the clouds, the drizzle continued.

   "It's raining again, no matter how long you can't adapt to this kind of weather."

   Russell sighed lightly, retracted his gaze from the window, opened the chair of the coffee shop, and said to the waiter: "Black tea, a little stronger, a tiramisu, thank you."

  The waiter nods and leaves.

  On the other side of the table, the man reading the newspaper raised his eyes and looked over: "Mr. Russell, there are many empty tables here."

   "Come together, it's okay, it looks lively, isn't it."

  Russell smiled, full of enthusiasm, just gaze, always falling to the other's throat-that little cracked scar, "Mr. Rene, I always think we should increase our friendship to avoid some misunderstandings."

  He paused, and his smile became mocking: "Lest some people... ask for trouble."

Rene looked at Russell indifferently for a moment, folded the newspaper in his hand, and just said: "If I were you, I must be ready to face the questioning meeting, instead of running to others to show off. Yingzhou is already halfway through. A serious protest and condemnation were submitted to the Central Decision-making Office a few hours ago."

   "It's okay, I also submitted it, and I was 15 minutes earlier than them."

  Russell shrugged nonchalantly, and scooped up a spoonful of dessert: "Besides, there is also the illegal operation of the Yingzhou Municipal Bureau. The decision-making room will definitely give me an explanation... I hope you will also be prepared for the questioning meeting.

  Hey, when you say we should get together, maybe we can copy each other's papers or something, let me tell you, it's happy..."

   Rene frowned, looked at him indifferently for a long time, and then slowly said: "The affairs of the Yingzhou branch are privately decided by the subordinates and have nothing to do with me."

   "The point is, this is'your' subordinate, right?"

Russell sighed softly: "You really did not live up to your Yingzhou surname, Lei's internal leader, is this because of the bloodline or the same style... When facing the request, he didn't say a word and pretended to be advanced, and then let his subordinates Let’s try to figure it out. If something goes wrong, it’s really not a good habit. You should pay attention to it.”

   "Isn't it your disaster sword that stands up on all sides?" Rene sneered, and sneered, "You will never have friends in everything you do, Russell."

  "The Utopia never needs that kind of waste friends, only their obedience."

Russell sneered, "Look, this is the difference between us. You always think about everyone and kindly, holding your little hands together to live freely in a beautiful world... What kind of second thorn ape is this, isn't it? Sashi has gone too far?

  A mistake will never correct yourself, you always need to work in the middle...In this way, the trash will be rolled back into the trash can by itself.

  This is just one person. You call it like you met a chicken in a slaughterhouse, but if necessary, you should kill more. Please don't think that Huai Shi is so talkative, just think that we are a charity organization, OK? "

  "Issue the yellow pages without approval, forcing the decision-making of the bureau, breaking into the headquarters of the Yingzhou lineage and forcing a heavy minister to commit suicide...This has affected the stability of the current situation."

   Rene reminded in a cold voice: "I hope you can recognize the seriousness of the matter, Russell, the decision-making room will not play with you."

   "As an educator, I have to say that this is a really thought-provoking story that can be written into a textbook-it tells us a truth vividly and profoundly."

  Russell looked at him and said pityingly, “If you do something wrong, you will be punished.”

   "Are you threatening me?" René frowned.

   "Of course not, it's just a friendly reminder." Russell shrugged, "After all, Tanbo is there. We will need to live in harmony for a long time."

"I hope so."

  Rene picked up the coffee, drank it, and beckoned to the waiter: "Pay the bill."

  "Please sign here, sir." The waiter handed over the bill.

   "Ah, let me do it."

   Russell stretched out his hand enthusiastically, took out the pen from René's hand, and then, smoothly, stabbed him in the neck.

  噗.

   A soft beep.

  Amidst the harsh screams of the waiter, René's eyes widened, and his head bowed with difficulty, and he saw the pen that was submerged in him and the palm of his hand holding the pen.

  So stable.

  The blood gushes out.

   Immediately afterwards, the pain struck!

   "Just take it, a little lesson, Mr. Rene."

  Russell loosened his palm, picked up the napkin, and carefully wiped the blood from his fingertips: "I think about it, if there is any truth in this story that needs to be remembered by children, it should be..."

  He bent down and whispered in René’s ear:

  "——Don’t even think about touching my students, no one!"

   "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  Rene was lying on the table~www.ltnovel.com~ and twitching hard, but no matter how he called, there was no healing light from the sky, as if he had been forgotten.

  Except for the limp waiter, no one even noticed!

  He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he could only cough violently. He coughed up a large swath of blood on the pure white tablecloth, and the coffee cup fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking was so clear.

  And Russell, just quietly overlooking.

   Let the spasm palm keep pulling on him, watching him suffocating in his blood bit by bit, his face expressionless.

  For a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out the pen, casually, and threw it in front of his eyes.

  Blood.

  The lie was removed, so this messy corner finally returned to the coffee shop, triggering a stunned look back and shouts.

"right now--"

  Russell handed over the bill, "You can pay."

  (End of this chapter)