"Not coming back again"
A Liang also turned his head following Zhang Zichen's gaze, but he didn't land in the broken nest, but landed on Zhang Zichen's thin figure.
"Well, let's go"
The door of the broken nest was pushed open, and Kenta Nozawa was already waiting at the door without knowing when. Of course, there was also the high-end mobility car parked by the roadside.
"Let's go"
Zhang Zichen took the lead in opening the door and got in the car. It seemed that what he was going through was finally coming to an end. Zhang Zichen even had a premonition that everything would come to an end soon, whether good or bad, success or failure.
Scenes of the past flashed before my eyes, it seemed that this place was no longer SJZ, and I was no longer myself, and everything was just fragments of my dreams. and a chaotic
In the dream, I don't know where, when, or who I am.
Zhang Zichen's thinking constantly extended to cover every corner of his body, but the body covered by the armor of thinking had already been covered with bruises.
But even so, the heart that was beating strongly in the bruised and bruised body was never annihilated for a moment.
Japan, Honshu Island, Tokyo.
"Sir, everything you arranged has been done (day)"
Kishimoto on the tatami just knelt beside the door, lowered his head and silently reported the completion of the task.
"Things are going well, thank you for your hard work, Kishimoto (Japanese)"
Ordinary people in Mudera sat on the tatami as usual, wearing an antique-style reading glasses, and flipping through an unknown book.
"Should Mister (Day)"
After a few words of dialogue, the whole room fell into silence, and after Mudera ordinary people flipped through a few pages, dripping cold sweat dripped down Kishimoto's drooping hair.
"First... sir, do you have any orders (day)"
"Well, look at me, I'm getting old and confused (Japanese)"
Kishimoto then slowly closed the book in his hand, then turned around and faced Kishimoto who was kneeling at the door.
Immediately, a sense of danger that was about to kill a life came over, it was a human instinctive reaction, and it exploded in Kishimoto's heart in an instant, and it exploded solidly.
"I forgot to ask you, did you really do it yourself (day)"
"...I entrusted my subordinates to do it (day)"
"Subordinate? Could it be that kid Nozawa (Japanese)"
"Yes... yes (day)"
Still without any superfluous expressions, Mudera's situation was in stark contrast to Kishimoto's situation.
"How did I tell you? (Japanese)"
As soon as these words came out, Kishimoto, who was kneeling at the door, suddenly shivered like chaff, as if the god of death who could end life was approaching suddenly, and then looked at the person thoroughly from beginning to end without taking his eyes off it.
The eighth volume of Huanglong confrontation
Chapter 181. Let's stay for dinner
"You said...you have to do it yourself...by all means (day)"
"Yeah Kishimoto, as you know, I don't trust Nozawa Kenta (Japanese)"
The god of death, who was so close at hand, seemed to restrain the waving scythe, and with the wings on his back spread out, he turned into a harmless face again.
"I'm sorry sir, I'm very sorry, I understand, but I can use all my guarantees, all the things you arranged have been completed without any discount (day)"
As if grabbing a life-saving straw before dying, Kishimoto hurriedly raised his head and explained to Mudera.
"Do you guarantee everything of yours (day)"
"Yes sir, please rest assured! (day)"
Unexpectedly, Mudera Tomorrow did not dwell on this topic any longer, but casually looked at Kishimoto who was kneeling in front of him for more than ten seconds, and then quickly changed the subject.
"Is everything in the club normal (day)"
"Ah, you can rest assured in the club... (day)"
Kishimoto, who had been in a trembling state, complained secretly to himself, and then quickly raised his head, why he even forgot to report the situation in the base camp.
"A new member of the club, Liu Shan, is studying at DDWH University, and his residence is in Banqiao District. His subordinates believe that there is a lot to be done about Liu Shan and his background, and there is already a preliminary plan. (day)"
Immediately, Kishimoto confessed the plan that he had been familiar with for a long time to Mudera. Of course, the purpose of this is self-evident.
But Kishimoto's long-winded speech was like a mud cow entering the sea, and Mudera ordinary people on the opposite side didn't even show a trace of superfluous expression.