A faint smell of blood rose in the air, intertwined with the fishy smell of the sea to form a strange smell that made people frown.
Chu Di gently covered his mouth and nose with his hands and asked those people, "Have you all confessed?"
The leader, the most mature-looking man, shook his head and said, "Brother Chu, this group of people are very tight-lipped, and they won't tell even after being tortured. Two have already died, and this is the last one."
Two corpses that have long been cold are lying in the corner of the warehouse. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that the two lumps of flesh and blood once existed in human form.
Such toughness? It’s really rare. Chu Di sneered in his heart. Although there were not as many assassins as before in recent years, batches of them were all elites. But like this batch, they were caught and could still be so tough.
It is extremely rare for someone to refuse to hand over his employer's land.
"Your method is wrong. People are almost beaten to death. There is no way to say anything." Chu Di lowered his body slightly and kicked the people on the ground. Just when he was about to say something else, he suddenly heard something from the warehouse again.
The sound of the door opening.
Ah Dao rushed over in a hurry, and when he saw Chu Di, he shouted, "Brother, someone is plotting against you?! Have you been caught alive?"
After following him for so many years, his fickle temper still hasn't changed. Chu Di pointed helplessly at the ground. When Ah Dao saw the man, he couldn't help but take a breath, "Damn, I haven't seen such a bloody gourd in some years."
Are you still alive? Have you told me who instigated it?"
"It doesn't matter who it is, the key is that there can't be another time." Chu Di said, squatting down and turning the man's bloody body over. He was still alive, but he had already gone in more than came out. He died indiscriminately.
After seeing Chu Di, his eyes actually shot out two rays of light.
While breathing heavily, he chuckled and said, "Chu...Mr. Chu...is lucky...I couldn't take it...your life...is our brother...bad luck...but next time...
…next time……"
"There will be no next time." Chu Di said indifferently. The white light was behind him. His whole body was clearly illuminated by the light, but no one could see his face or his expression.
At this time, there was no trace of the tenderness and thoughtfulness that he had when he was with Lin Xiangwan. There was only endless coldness, like a black hole, the determination and murderous intention to destroy all lives and hopes.
.
"What were found on him?" Chu Di asked, and someone immediately handed over a wallet next to him.
The wallet is empty, and there is not a lot of money, but there is a shabby photo in the photo frame. From the perspective of photo shooting, this photo should be taken secretly. The woman in the photo is having sex with the person next to her.
As he spoke, his smile looked simple and beautiful.
Because the photo was often taken out and looked at, even the corners became yellowish and stubble appeared.
Chu Di held the wallet between her fingers and put it in front of the man's face, "Who is this? Someone you like? Someone you love? Relatives? Do you know if you knew who was around me when you shot today? What if?
If she gets a little injured, even if you die a hundred times, it won't be enough to save her life."
He spoke slowly, and his voice was so calm that there was no wave, but anyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign before he became angry.
The man on the ground did not speak, perhaps because he was too injured and had no strength to speak. However, when Chu Di took out the photo, his body moved slightly. The movement was not very large, but Chu Di
Di immediately grasped this detail.
"No matter who she is, she is still a very important person to you. You don't want him to know your identity?" Chu Di said, turning the photo back and putting it in front of him to look at it carefully, "It seems
It’s the uniform of the Municipal Conservatory of Music…”
After hearing the words "Conservatory of Music", the man suddenly jumped up from the ground, as if coming back to his senses, and clasped the five fingers of his hands together to form a knife and slashed towards Chu Di's neck.
This plan was very powerful, as if he had used up all his strength to strike with all his strength, and he would die if he didn't win.
However, Chu Di had already been on guard, and with a slight stumble, he escaped the sneak attack.
The man's body fell to the ground again, and he coughed loudly. Every time he coughed, there would be another blood flower on the ground.
Chu Di looked coldly at him lingering for breath. After a while, when he calmed down a little, he said, "You are about to die, and you still dare to attack me. Although such courage is worthy of admiration, it is still brave and foolhardy.
It's a dead end." Handing the photo to the man in black next to him, Chu Di continued, "Find this girl, break her fingers, destroy her vocal cords, and bring her here."
For a girl who is studying vocal music, breaking her fingers and ruining her voice is more uncomfortable than killing her.
"No!!! Don't do this!!! Don't touch her! I said it! I said it!!" When the man on the ground heard this, he no longer had the strength to persist. He slumped on the ground, like a dying fish.
Let anyone kill you.
After leaving the warehouse for a long time, Chu Di still felt that the smell of blood lingered on his body. Ah Dao stood not far from him, smoking cigarettes one by one.
"Ah Dao." Chu Di called to the side. Ah Dao threw the cigarette butt into the sea and ran over. "What's the matter, boss?"
"After that person has fully explained everything, take him to the mastiff factory. The woman in the photo cannot be kept either."
The so-called mastiff factory is a place that specializes in raising dogs, but the dogs raised here are not pet dogs, but real mastiffs.
In ancient times, it was said that nine dogs gave birth to a mastiff. Put all the puppies born in the same litter together and do not feed them. Let them kill each other and the last one left will be the mastiff.
Chu Di's mastiff factory has become much more advanced and no longer uses such inefficient elimination methods. However, in order to maintain the wildness of the mastiffs, they will be fed some live food from time to time...
"What? Why don't you say anything? Do you think I've gone too far?" Chu Di couldn't help but ask when he saw Ah Dao frowning so hard that a fly could be caught between his wrinkles.
Ah Dao hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The gunman deserves to die. He must not be spared lightly. A thousand cuts is not an exaggeration. But that girl...brother, she probably doesn't know anything, otherwise..."
Ah Dao stopped talking halfway through, knowing that Chu Di must have understood what he meant. He hadn't seen Chu Di angry in so many years, so Ah Dao was still timid in front of him.
When Chu Di heard what he said, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. Their hands were not stained with blood. When did Ah Dao gain so much womanly kindness? "What? It's been too long since the knife has been used. It's rusty? How dare you?"
All worn out?"
After all, he was the brother who lived with him through life and death. Chu Di just mentioned it jokingly. Seeing that he was not angry, Ah Dao dared to laugh again, "Isn't this Xiao Zhou pregnant? I want to save money for my son.
Do some good deeds."
When they were young, they would stain their hands with blood just for a small profit. And they took it for granted that the scars hung on their bodies like medals, showing the world how hard they had worked to survive.
The blood sometimes belongs to others, but more often than not it belongs to oneself.
At that time, when they fought, it was not to hurt others, but more often to protect themselves.
If you don't hit others, others will hit you. Unless you don't want to make a name for yourself in the underworld, you have to fight tooth and nail.
But now, when they have everything they once dreamed of, including their own home, a gentle wife, and children waiting to be fed, the old blood on their hands has long been washed away by time.
They don't want to get their hands dirty again.
Human beings are born animals that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This is human nature. Chu Di does not blame Ah Dao.
He sighed, patted his old friend on the back a few times, and said, "I know, I'm trying to build some virtue for my son, so let that girl go..."
"Baby, which one should I wear, mom?" Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Lin Xiangwan was in a dilemma with a gray and white suit on her left hand and an all-black evening gift on her right hand.
Although Chu Di asked her to go home with him to meet the old witch, before the meeting, the old witch suddenly said that it was too unfair for Ji Moli. After all, Ji Moli had done nothing wrong and was carrying her like this.
If Ji Moli knew about the private meeting, there would probably be another quarrel and the whole family would be upset, so they turned the private meeting into a business banquet.
I don’t know what the old witch wants to do. It’s the same for Lin Xiangwan. Soldiers will stop her and water will cover her. The only trouble is that she has to wear a dress to attend the banquet. Lin Xiangwan thought she would never do it again.
When participating in such an event, she would put all her clothes away, forcing her to temporarily dig out a few old dresses to cope with the occasion.
Ye Nan clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the two pieces of clothing like a little adult. Then he turned around without saying a word and walked toward the cloakroom with his short legs. After rummaging around, he picked up a piece of clothing.
The skirt comes out.
"No way? Wear this one?" Lin Xiangwan's brows were knotted.
"Mom, wear this, it's beautiful!" Ye Nan said with certainty, standing on tiptoes and holding the dress in front of Lin Xiangwan like a treasure. Seeing her son working so hard and attentive, Lin Xiangwan could only take the dress in embarrassment.
This little dress was a birthday gift from Ye Zhong to her. It was a bit too big back then, so she threw it away without knowing where. She thought she had lost it while moving, but she didn't expect that Ye Nan would dig it out now.
The bright red skirt just reached over her thighs, tightly covering her round and pretty hips, forming a beautiful curve. Her chest was not too wide open, but her delicate collarbones were exposed, and then there was a small slit.
The words she spoke aroused people's imagination. Although Lin Xiangwan was not considered poor, she also knew that she did not have the capital to compete with others, so most of her dresses were only up to the mark.