The heavy rain continued for a whole day, and the sky was so dark that it was about to collapse.
A corner of a street alley was piled up with a large pool of water. A black shadow was projected on the water. Looking closely at that person, he was leaning on the wall and his body was dirty with mud and blood stains. His clothes were already soaked in rain. Flowing down his bleeding forehead, his body remained motionless as if he were dead.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from a distance.
"Who did I think it was? So it was you." A blue umbrella stopped in front of him, and the man stood there quietly wearing a pair of black leather boots soaked in water, half-squinting at him.
"Yes... It's you..." A faint voice came from under the head of the person right now, and he raised his head laboriously. Seeing the person in front of him seemed to surprise him, "You didn't die..."
"Dead?" The man slowly squatted down, stretched out his slender hand and gently smoothed the messy bangs on his forehead, and laughed softly: "That's what you thought. Poor guy, your father and brother are dead. Right." The man looked at his eyes and saw through everything.
His pupils shrank, and the hatred and grief deep in his bones poured out of his eyes, like a blazing flame that could burn everything.
Seeing this, the man smiled faintly, and slowly retracted his hand: "You are too underestimate, just like the previous killer, to end this way. How about? I'll give you a chance to cooperate with me. Woman, others are at your disposal."
"I... I want revenge, I want to avenge... Dad and brother!" He gritted his teeth, and now there is nothing more important for him to live and revenge.
The goal was successful, the man curled his lips slightly, smiled with a particularly evil spirit, raised the umbrella in his hand to him, and said: "So choose you to be a wise man, then as you wish...!"
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Another day passed in a flash, and the heavy rain still didn't mean to stop.
Xia Rongrong, who had almost recovered, began to clean the classroom that was messed up by them. Zhang Han and Yi Changfeng, who were seriously injured and still recovering, rested in the dormitory.
Although the ghost godfather is dead, this does not relieve the Ace class from the current crisis. Because they need to face and deal with it carefully later.
When Xu Wangying and He Gaoyuan in the office saw Dongfang Han walk in, they stopped the conversation, Gao Yuan took back the mobile phone in his hand, and told Dongfang Han the questions she wanted to ask when she came here.
"The police officer Lu just called me and the child was still missing. What's worrisome is that it seems to have been interrupted by others, and the intelligence agents sent have disappeared without a trace."
Hearing this, Dongfang Han was taken aback.
"Is it an accomplice of Sale?"
"I don't know." Xu Wangying continued, "but this may have something to do with the new killer who appeared in your last mission. By the way, Wang Ye asked him to return to the organization. You quarreled? Why did he tell me a moment? I don't want to stay here."
Dongfang Han's expression was calm, but there was a wave of waves in his eyes.
"Oh, is it?" she replied faintly.
"I said that you are also former colleagues anyway, and it is not easy for him to come here to help us with his temperament. Dongfang classmate, the teacher did not say you, it is very good to have such a partner." Gao Yuan vomited a smoke ring and said. Although he usually protects his students, he is also a teacher with a clear distinction between public and private. It can be seen that the reason why Wang Ye was so angry and asked to return to China immediately is probably because his student did something very excessive.
Dongfang Han didn't speak, but said to the two people in front of him, "Ask for a long time, I have to go out if I have something to do", then turned around and closed the door and left.
After thinking for so many days, at least she wanted to tell him something before saying goodbye.