CEO, Hold On A Moment

She finished in one breath.

Anxious and sincere.

"Husband? Husband, wake up... " Then, she continued to shout for her husband, and she didn't notice that Nanming, who was standing beside her, tightened up after her impulsive words.

It's just No feelings?

Nanming didn't speak, but his face was more ugly than ever.

"Pa!"

The glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the glass broke and splashed all over the ground.

Jiang Mei shivered.

"You..." But worry overcame her fear at the moment. When she looked at Nanming, she dared to ask directly, "what did you do to my husband? Why didn't he wake up? " It seems that she really loves this man.

Nanming turned a deaf ear.

"No feelings?" He just asked, still thinking about the previous topic. At the same time, he leaned down and squatted beside Jiang Mei. He looked sincere and worried.

He twisted a piece of broken glass thoughtfully.

"So..." He looked up, his eyes even more chagrined, a little closer, "why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Jiang Mei panics.

His sudden approach, so clear and full of danger She finally realized that maybe he suddenly changed his mind. What he wanted to do was not just ask her a few questions.

"What you just said..."

She wanted to question, but her voice stopped abruptly.

The next second, she had covered her neck in horror, staring at Nanming. She couldn't make any more noise or ask for help. No matter how hard she put on her hand, the warm and sticky liquid kept spilling from her fingers

Nanming didn't even give her a look.

He just raised his hand, quietly wiped the glass on the husband, and then casually raised his hand to one side

"PATA!"

"Touch!"

At the same time as the sound of glass falling, there was the sound of people falling to the ground.

She dropped her hand feebly, and more and more blood flowed from her neck, and soon wet a large area of the ground

Nanming got up and walked away two steps without any blood on his feet.

He breathed heavily, then murmured: "cheap you..." It seems that he was misled by some information and went astray for a long time. Now it's not easy for him to go back to the right way in the wrong.

But this "right way" made him more and more resentful.

He has a feeling of being fooled: first, he became inexplicable, and then "proved" that it was a side effect of the drug; every day he was troubled by this side effect, and finally adjusted to it. Despite this feeling, he was told There were no side effects.

So he's very interested in Jomo

How do you explain that?

Nanming didn't think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. He can't find a solution to all this, and he can't find anyone to blame.

His only feeling now is -

in a terrible mood!

…………

Ancient town scenic spot.

As the light show draws to a close, the simple lanterns hanging in front of the archway go out one by one, leaving only the ordinary street lamps for basic lighting. The scenic area will be closed soon, and the remaining tourists in the area are gradually leaving.

In Wangji teahouse.

"Come on, clean up the table, and you can get off work early." Mr. Wang, a storyteller, puts down his props and fans and returns to his normal boss. The conductor is still busy, and all kinds of "small two" who do miscellaneous work.

"But boss, there's another table." Small two reminds, pointed to the corner.

There -

there was only one man sitting with his back to the main hall. He was wearing a long coat and a light scarf The winter dress full of disobedience makes people unable to see his appearance and expression clearly.

On his desk, there was a bottle of rice wine and a dish of peanuts.

"OK, I see." Mr. Wang waved, "I'll deal with it. You can leave from work." There are often guests who don't leave when it's time. He just needs to go over and chat and urge them.

"Small two" immediately happy face underground class.

"This gentleman?" Mr. Wang took the initiative to come forward to communicate politely and modestly, "the scenic spot is about to close, so we are going to close. You see, are you... " He reached out and made a "please" gesture.

The other side was not moved.

"I'm in a bad mood today. I just came here to hear you telling a story." Cold voice, slowly spread out, like a smile to praise, "you know, it is quite a lot..."

So it's my own story fan? Mr. Wang thought.

"To tell you the truth, my ancestors are famous" know it all "and" ask about it ". Why are you interested in the story just now?" As he spoke, Mr. Wang sat down at the table."The story of the farmer being saved."

The person who had been sitting said it while he went to untie his scarf. The light colored scarf was taken off, showing a handsome young face with a smile on it, the smile of the weak

"Why save a useless farmer?" After a pause, Nanming continued to ask directly.

Mr. Wang was obviously stunned.

After all, most people are concerned about the miracle man he described. Who cares about such a detail? He never thought about it and never knew it. But he can now make up a reason -

"to show that the person, with good intentions, is also a good person."

"Good man?" Nanming sniffed lightly.

Such a terrible existence, even in the previous generation, who had been involved in the life and death of so many people Would be good? It's the biggest joke he's ever heard!

Mr. Wang is not happy. His conjecture was disdained by others and his face could not be erased. What's more, the other party is just a young man. What can young people understand?

"You just don't know enough." The storyteller, Mr. Wang, lengthened his tone. "If there really is such a powerful person, what reason is needed to save someone at will? It's just being kind! For example, today, there are people who can do things that science can't explain. Internationally, they are attributed to terrorist groups, but their leaders, by the way, as they are called "Mr. K", have also saved the dying. Maybe they are also good people.... "

When he finished, he added: "you probably haven't heard of this, have you? I'm a professional collector. I know more than you do! " So what can young people do?

Nanming frowned, and the smile on his face turned back.

His story is heard from others

It doesn't feel good.

Good people?

He remembered that on the sea that day, he promised her not to kill any more He wanted her to forgive and make her happy so badly If it's a side effect of the drug, he can tell himself that it will be solved sooner or later.

But now

How does he get rid of this?

He didn't want to change because of her, let alone sink in. He can only have one goal in life: to be alive. Anyone can die as long as he lives.

"No more words?" The storyteller, Mr. Wang, finished his presentation and kowtowed to the table. "We're going to close the door. Please..."

"You know a lot." Nanming suddenly raised his head and interrupted him with a cold voice, "but there's one thing you're wrong."

His eyes were cold and dark.

When the other party was surprised, he slowly finished the second half of the sentence -

"I don't want to save people. I only kill people. "

……

The night is deep.

The ancient town scenic area is completely closed, and the ordinary lighting street lamps are going out one after another. Then, the figure, which was slowly moving forward and elongated by the light, was completely hidden in the dark

Everything is quiet.

This ancient scenic spot, as in the past, fell into a quiet sleep.

No one would have expected that the "Wangji teahouse" would never be open again, and the storyteller who knows a lot would never exist in this world again

…………

Hotel.

All the way, Qiao Mu was worried. When he got to the room, he murmured "sleepy", and then he directly lay on the bed. The bedding in the hotel was very soft. She pulled the cover and buried her face thoroughly.

"What's the matter, Miss Jo?" Subordinates came to send dinner, just to see Joe Mu's back, can't help but ask.

"Nothing." Tang BeiYao's tone was flat, and he didn't say much. He just asked, "where's Bai Shiqi?"

"I'm still watching. I'm in the room downstairs. I haven't been outside, and I haven't contacted anyone." The subordinate reported truthfully, "she asked if she wanted to help? Later I heard that you came back, so I guess you also went to sleep. "

Tang BeiYao nodded.

He doesn't need Bai Shiqi's help, he just needs her to know her face.

"Go down." He reached for his dinner and said to his subordinates, "it's none of your business here."

"Yes."

The subordinate stepped down and the room was quiet again.

Tang BeiYao, holding his dinner, was about to go to the bedroom of the suite to find someone, but as soon as he touched the door handle, the ring of his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

It's from city A. It's Gu siting. He can only temporarily stop the action in his hand and press the answer button.

"We have something here." Gu siting opened his mouth in the opposite direction, and his voice hesitated slightly. "It's very strange. I don't know if it can be regarded as progress..."

"Say it!" Tang BeiYao interrupted him.

"Do you remember the bottles we found at Mr. Jiang's?" Gu siting cleared his throat on the opposite side. "Those things, after professional tests, are all parts of the human body. Viscera, nerves, muscles There are all kinds of parts, almost pieced together into one person, but not one person. "He felt sick at the thought of that picture.

As a result, he tried his best to pass the description, skipping those descriptions and saying the most crucial point -

"at present, there is only one thing in common: these organs are derived from human body, and they are all type O blood."