The Secret of Misfortune and Love

It has been an hour since the two people in the lower bunk finished. Listening to their conversation, it turned out that they had just met each other not long ago. They were close friends, that is to say, they met on the train, and then they made an appointment. I feel that I am really better than a dog. I feel that these people are dirtier than Moon's MB.

They do missions all day long and haven’t returned to China for a long time. The world has changed a lot. It’s not a slander. Compared with the bad habits of some other countries, he feels that his country is pretty good. Like the Ling family, when they cooperate with Guoan to deal with the country's hidden dangers, the reason why my group is very happy.

After they finished fighting, Huanqian waited for them to get dressed before jumping down from the second floor in silence. The two looked a little embarrassed, but the little shou was probably just pretending, because he actually winked at him .

Hun Lian went to the toilet with a blank expression and came back, and saw the two people talking to Wei Bing, it seemed that they hadn't slept yet, so they made the atmosphere more lively.

But Wei Bing might not sell their face. Sure enough, this guy snorted coldly, "I think you should put the curtains around the sheets and go, run away!"

Then Wei Bing also jumped down from the second floor and went to the bathroom. After returning, he did not go to the upper bunk, but sat down on the stool by the aisle window, resting his chin with one hand on the small flat table.

Hun stared at the two of them, then went to find the waiter and ordered two meals, and bought drinks for Wei Bing. The things on the train were really expensive, but they were not short of money. Although the boy has not performed a few tasks, he has a rich brother, although his brother's money seems to be picked up.

The child was playing with his mobile phone, and Hunqian accidentally caught a glimpse of the contact wolf page, but there were only messages sent in the past, but no one came back. The child frowned and stared intently.

"You have to worry about him. I'll ask about the situation through the task contact system of the night group?" Hun Lian sat across from him and asked, and handed him a bag of yogurt.

This kid doesn't know how to drink, but he likes to drink beverages such as dairy products, whether it's yogurt or yogurt, he especially likes it.

"No need." Wei Bing shook his head.

"You haven't slept all this time, okay, lie down on the table and sleep for a while, I guess you won't want to go back to the sleeper." Hun Qiang looked at him tenderly and dotingly.

"Is the soul in the night group so gentle to everyone? That's right. Brother Qiufeng and Lang both said that you are a very good-tempered person, senior."

I was a little panicked about Wei Bing’s words before the soul, but the second half of the sentence can only be a wry smile. The panic is whether he is so obvious that the child is aware of his somewhat dirty thoughts, but fortunately, he has not noticed himself. mind.

"It's not that I have a good temper, it's just that I don't lose my temper easily."

They don’t feel sleepy. Sometimes they perform tasks and even stay up for several days and nights. These few hours are nothing at all, just listening to the sound of rail friction and watching the speeding night outside the window in a daze.

Arriving at the station at six o'clock in the morning, this kind of journey without mission constraints is really a bit sleepy. Hunqian saw that the child's eyes were a little red, and he picked up two large suitcases to hold the things they crazily swept away. And bought, following the reminder of the flow of people and the gentle beauty on the loudspeaker, they walked out of the station, and were immediately filled with the shouts of a group of people trying to solicit customers from the hotel.

"Why don't we find a place to sleep for a while before going to Ling's place?" Hun Qian asked.

"No need, you don't feel sleepy after blowing the hair, let's go directly."

"okay!"

The two hailed a taxi and went straight to the address given by Nangong Xue.

……

The entire Mafia organization in Italy fell into chaos. Timothy had been in a coma for several days due to serious injuries, and there was no sign of waking up. Many thoughtful people inside started to move around.

After a round of selection, the post of godfather was temporarily delegated by the young master Nangong Minghuang.

The person who shot Timothy killed himself by biting poison when he was caught, but obviously, to successfully assassinate Timothy inside Mafia, there must be someone inside and outside of him, and the identity of the deceased must have been investigated.

And the same few older representatives in the organization also began to put pressure on Nangong Minghuang in various ways. Although this young man was not as thoughtful as Timothy, his methods were surprisingly ruthless. It was even worse when Moxi first came to the position of godfather.

After he acted as the godfather, he directly cleaned out a high-level person who seemed to be unfavorable to him and his influence in one night with lightning speed.

Afterwards, a group of high-level executives were extremely angry and kept reprimanding, "You haven't found evidence that Bond's people killed the godfather, how can you just kill him?"

The young man sat on the top seat indifferently, his peach blossom eyes seemed to see all the turmoil in the world, he smiled charmingly, and took a sip of a glass of old wine, "You seem to have made a mistake, for an executioner who tried to kill the godfather again, I would It will never be tolerated, and Bond's men have already betrayed all his plans of action, do you really want to kill the godfather and get this?"

He stretched out his palm and held a strangely shaped silver object. This small and delicate silver object represented Mafia's most mysterious team, code-named - Eternal Guardian, as Mafia's trump card, this This faction has never been revealed to anyone, and it is more difficult than the night group, but they do not accept any missions, etc. It was created by Mafia's tenth generation heir, and it is only for Mafia's interior.Because there was an extremely nasty seizure of power that year, in the end this formation was established, only obeying the orders of the contemporary godfather, and then passed on to everyone who formally took over the position of godfather, and this silver object is a token!

"How can you easily mobilize eternity? There is no evidence that it is our internal people who attacked the godfather, and eternity can only be cleaned for internal rebellion. You have no evidence, and you are only acting as the godfather. You have no right to use Eternity." A high-ranking officer shouted angrily at Nangong Minghuang who was seated, and his words naturally aroused similar condemnation.

"Of course! Hehe!" The man stood up and threw away the wine glass, with murderous intent flashing in Peach Blossom's eyes, "Although Timothy lay there and didn't die, as long as he didn't die, he was still the godfather. Of course I didn't The right to use eternity, I'm just warning you, don't have some crooked thoughts that you shouldn't have, and don't think that you will have a chance if you kill the godfather."

"You don't want to spout blood, what evidence do you have to prove that people here have crooked minds?"

"Hehe, there will always be evidence. As for Bond, he deserves to die. If someone wants to complain for him, he will be treated as an accomplice!"

"Hmph! You are just an agent elected by everyone, and you can also be abolished. The godfather is at stake, but you are abusing your power to try to split the interior of Mafia. You are ambitious. I am afraid that you want to replace the godfather! I, Churchill, now announce my separation from Mafia. Fia, of course, is for your rule, if the godfather wakes up, I will explain the reason to him, and I will only follow the godfather!" One of the Italian middle-aged men said fiercely.

Immediately, several people agreed to leave Mafia!

Nangong Minghuang waved his hand, "Do as you please!"

After a long time, those people dispersed, and a handsome blond man came out, "Huang, is it okay to let them go independently like this?"

Nangong Minghuang was a little tired. Confronting those cunning things was sometimes more tiring than going to the battlefield. He always had to maintain an absolute momentum. Few, naturally they are loyal to Brother Timothy and Mafia. Instead of keeping those poisonous snakes by your side, it is better to let them separate like this, so that you can know what to do, and then clean up when the time is right. Luo, what about this time? I'm bothered."

"It's also our eternal dereliction of duty. We are only responsible for the safety of the godfather. With us, you don't have to worry about Mr. Pross being assassinated. It's just that he didn't expect that Mr. Pross would give you the eternal token."

"How is he doing now?" Nangong Minghuang asked, pinching his brows.

"Not very good. That shot was fatal. The key point is that he fell from a high platform and hit his head. The doctors are going to perform a craniotomy on him. This is very dangerous. The craniotomy is usually performed when a person is awake. Okay, but he has been in a coma for many days, even if the operation is successful, there is a high chance that he will become a vegetable and lie there for the rest of his life." The blond man said, as if he was talking about a very common household matter.

One of Nangong Minghuang's subordinates came in, "Young master, Canada has received an inside line again."

The man's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous light burst out. If it weren't for those people, how could Nangong Jingke die!He clenched his fists suddenly, and a cruel smile curved his mouth, "Take it!"

"Hello, why is Mr. Pei harassing me again in such a free time? I can stay in Italy well now, so it shouldn't touch your interests, right?"

"Well, Mr. Nangong, how are you doing with Mr. Pross?" Pei You said calmly.

"Hehe, now that the whole world is staring, smelling, and waiting for my brother's situation, isn't it a bit abrupt for Mr. Pei to inquire about secrets like this?"

"Oh, indeed, I'm very sorry, I want to negotiate with you this time."

"Please speak, Mr. Pei."

"I can ask the night team to help you clear up some potential threats. Of course, in exchange, I just hope you can let my subordinates meet Mr. Pross."

"Hehe, it's just a member of the night group, the boss of the dignified night group is willing to exchange such a simple request?"

"Of course, this is the difference between the night group and your Mafia. Every member of our night group is my brother, not my subordinate!"

The man's peachy eyes smiled wantonly, "Brother, hehe, not bad, but I have additional conditions!"

"Speaking!"

"Give me Nangong Jingke!"

Over there, he was obviously taken aback, "He is already dead."

Every time he heard this fact, his heart was like being stabbed into a dagger, and his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, "I know, what I said is, give me his body, and if you have already disposed of it, give me the ashes! "

He pondered for a while, "I need to ask Zero and his lover."

"Hmph, that brat Nangongxue must have hated me, I'm sure he won't agree!"

After a while, Pei You said, "I asked, and they agreed!"

Nangong Han was taken aback, "Why? How could he agree so readily?"

"Nangongxue said that his father is dead, and now there is only a handful of ashes, and when Mr. Nangong went, he was also thinking about you. Since you want to return his ashes, I will give it to you. This will at least help Besides, Nangongxue also said, now that there is only the ashes left, I want to see what else you can do? You can no longer use vicious means to deal with him and you should repent!"

His heart ached and he suffocated.

"You said...Jing Ke was still talking about me when he died...Is it true?"

"Ang, when we found him, he had only one breath left, and he was still begging the people in the night group not to kill you or avenge him."

……

When the phone was hung up, this fierce and tough man buried his head in tears.

On the other side, a tall man like the king of the dark night sat on the sofa with Erlang legs crossed, and Han Ling and Nangongxue sat opposite him, "Is it okay?"

Nangongxue said dumbly, "Mr. Pei, your acting skills are really good, maybe this can make my vicious brother feel a little more guilty!"

Mr. Han touched his head, smiled dotingly, "Okay, go prepare a package of ashes and send it to Nangong Minghuang!"

This kind of aversion to the cold is really speechless. Nangongxue ran to her father and told him everything. Although the tortured man is much better now, he is still weak. After all, even if those injuries can be healed, the heart How to heal the injuries received in the past?

"Forget it, let him think that I'm dead, at least he won't have to be tortured by hatred for me anymore." Nangong Jingke stood in front of the window, the sun was hitting his body, looking thin and lonely.

Nangongxue pursed her lips, but couldn't say anything after all, he probably had Nangonghan's different emotions, but now that the two of them have gotten to this point, maybe it's best to live and die like this.