The first thousand one hundred and eighty nine chapters
Chapter 1189: A group of dragons without a leader.
Lin Ze brought a quilt to Da Hongyi and saw the woman sitting in a chair in a daze. He couldn't help but smile and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Da Hongyi shook his head lightly and did not answer.
"You have been in New York before. Do you have something important to do when you suddenly come back this time?" Lin Ze asked curiously.
He and Da Hongyi have known each other for several years, but she always seems to have endless things to do. Even if they meet, they just stop there and part ways like a dragonfly. Therefore, Lin Ze is curious about Da Hongyi. Why did you take the initiative to come to Lin's house this time?
Da Hongyi shook his head again, picked up the warm Pu'er and took a sip.
"It's okay." Lin Ze sat next to her curiously, staring at the woman's beautiful profile.
Is she beautiful?
Calculate.
But it cannot be considered extremely beautiful.
Her facial features were not overly outstanding, and she was at most an average-level beauty. But in Lin Ze's heart, her weight was no worse than others.
As mentioned in many books, no matter what kind of man he is, the woman who has true feelings for the first time can always be remembered for a lifetime.
Lin Ze and Da Hongyi have not revealed their feelings so far.
He never said he liked her.
So is she.
But the hearts of this couple have already been tightly linked in the ring.
And in the subsequent secret training in Changbai Mountain, it reached its peak.
Until now, Lin Ze could not understand the meaning of Da Hongyi's words.
"In the end, the misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After the prosperity, it was just a scene of mountains and rivers forever silent." Lin Ze lit a cigarette, stared softly at Da Hongyi's side face, and asked softly, "This sentence, For whom it is said.”
When Da Hongyi heard this, his usually stubborn body trembled slightly, he turned his head slightly, a subtle color appeared on his delicate and elegant cheeks, and said in a hoarse tone: "You."
"Me." Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and took a puff of cigarette in confusion, "Is it because I'm too stupid?"
He smiled bitterly and said, "I can't understand the artistic conception."
"Do you still remember that the work unit once organized a movie?" Da Hongyi asked lightly.
"That movie was so bad." Lin Ze smiled knowingly. It was a past event many years ago. Even though it was a long time ago, he still remembered it vividly.
Gein, at that time, Lin Ze wanted to hold Da Hongyi's hand more than once in the cinema, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that the cold-tempered and violent Da Hongyi would beat him on the spot. He was not afraid of being beaten, but because of a man's self-esteem. cause trouble.
In fact, how many men who were once young have missed the most precious woman in their lives because of their pride.
Just like some things are missed and cannot be retrieved in a lifetime.
There are still some things that are not grasped, and you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Lin Ze still has a chance.
When he heard the bad news that Da Hongyi was burned to death, he felt depressed for more than half a year. If it weren't for Xiao Hei's careful care, he might not have been able to survive it.
Fortunately, she is not dead and can still sit next to him and talk to him about the past.
Da Hongyi laughed.
The coldness on his face gradually receded: "Well, you don't like that movie, but I do."
Lin Ze smiled and said, "That sentence evolved from this movie."
"The hero of the story conquered the world for the one he loves." Da Hongyi said with a smile.
"But he still didn't get anything. He was cut into pieces." Lin Ze froze.
A moment.
Lin Ze's eyes turned red.
His lips trembled, and he gently held Da Hongyi's cold palm: "I have always had a question, can you help me answer it."
Da Hongyi smiled and nodded, completely different from the past.
"You were cruel enough to cut off contact with me and carry out secret missions in secret. I want to know why." Lin Ze asked softly but decisively.
"National Security has a secret mission that needs to be carried out." Da Hongyi said concisely and concisely.
"That's it." Lin Ze frowned.
He didn't believe it.
Don't believe it at all.
Judging from everything Da Hongyi has done in the past few years, he is by no means simply working for the national security.
"And him." Da Hongyi said.
"Who?" Lin Ze asked.
"Your father." Da Hongyi said calmly.
"It's his credit that your strength can improve in a short period of time." Lin Ze asked inexplicably.
"Yeah." Da Hongyi nodded, "I stayed in the yard for half a year."
"With your original execution ability, why would Guoan choose you?" Lin Ze stubbed out his cigarette and then refilled it, "It's not that I'm proud. Back then, I was slightly better than you."
"I took the initiative to apply," Da Hongyi said. "The fire was actually a coincidence. It was precisely because of this opportunity that I was able to escape my shell and change my appearance."
"If you don't take the initiative to apply," Lin Ze opened his mouth and stared at Da Hongyi cautiously.
Da Hongyi smiled lightly, but the answer was already given in his eyes.
Lin Ze hugged Da Hongyi's thin body tightly and said softly: "I have worked hard for you these years."
Da Hongyi lay peacefully in Lin Ze's arms without saying a word.
"After all these years, I only understand the meaning of your words today." Lin Ze asked softly in her ear, "Am I too stupid?"
"No."
…
The snow is heavy.
The snow on the ground was ankle deep. Lin Ze opened the door and felt a cool breeze blowing in his face. He didn't feel cold at all and couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh air.
Then he turned around and smiled at the people gathered around the living room warming themselves by the fire: "Everything is running according to the established track, and basic peace has returned to many places. I believe it won't be long before the world is at peace."
"That depends on your strong connections." Yue Qun rubbed his palms and took a sip of green tea.
Roasting the fire means Menghuo Yuequn.
He felt that the floor heating and air conditioning were weak, and if he wanted to feel warm, he had to warm himself up by the fire.
The people living in the Lin family now are a group of casual men and women. No matter it is Ning Gu, the cripple of Chen, or Da Hongyi, the silver girl, they will not reject Yue Qun, who is cute and cute. They just follow his wishes and set up a barbecue in the living room. Set up a grill, eat barbecue, and warm up over the fire.
"What about you?" Ning Gu raised her head and asked Lin Ze.
Today's Lin Ze is no longer what he used to be. In fact, according to Ning Gu's evaluation, his strength, even if it is not higher than Bai Twelve, should not be much worse.
On the contrary, he was very surprised by Lin Ze's talent and progress.
Being able to unleash all of one's potential in a short period of time and break through one's own shackles to reach the top is really not something that ordinary people can do.
Regarding this, Ning Gu felt more and more that Lin Ze was worthy of being Lin Teng's son, and his talent was indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"I'll hand over an invitation letter." Lin Ze smiled and lit a cigarette.
"Invitation letter." Ning Gu smiled slightly and then said, "It should be a challenge letter."
Lin Ze smiled and said, "Gu Ning is still smart."
"Are you too anxious?" Ning Gu frowned slightly.
"Don't you have confidence in me?" Lin Ze asked.
"That's not the reason." Ning Gu said slowly, "It's just that the environment doesn't seem to allow it."
Of course, Lin Ze understood what Ning Gu was worried about. The environment was not very permissive. It was not that he was worried about anything else, but that he simply believed that the organization's current influence was still too great. If something went wrong with Bai Twelve at this time, it would be better if something went wrong. On the one hand, if the organization is leaderless, it will automatically fall apart. On the other hand, if we think of the worst, the organization may have an unimaginable backlash. In any case, Ning Gu believes that now is not the time.
Smiling, Lin Ze said: "Maybe it's because you don't know enough about the organization."
Ning Gu smiled and said, "Then tell me in detail."
"The reason why the organization has developed to this point, the president and leaders naturally take the greatest credit, but they also rely on powerful representatives from each region, the so-called core members of the organization. In addition to giving full assistance when the president has orders, , they usually perform their duties and develop their own power. After all, people are selfish. The reason why they join the organization is that they really have much affection for the organization. They just hope to use the power of the organization to arm themselves better. Strong." Lin Ze lit a cigarette and continued, "Now the organization is under pressure and attack from many aspects. Do you think these core members will be satisfied with the current status quo? Of course they are not satisfied. They are just acting under the pressure of the president. Don't dare to resist, if it were him,."
"I mean, if something goes wrong with Bai Twelve, the organization will naturally cease operations, and even completely destroy the organization's situational structure." Lin Ze said forcefully.
"Then why didn't you do this directly before, but chose to wait until the organization consumed a certain amount of power?" Ning Gu asked curiously.
"First, I was not sure that I would be able to fight against Bai Twelve at that time. Even now, I am not sure that I will succeed. Second, if I failed, I was afraid that I would anger Bai Twelve, and the energy that would explode by then might be more than what I have now. Status, third, now, the organization has changed from active to passive, and the right to speak is in our hands. Even if I still fail, I don't worry about how much energy the organization can still exert."
"Finally, my father has been dealing with the organization. Even though he has been in the yard for more than 20 years, he has never taken it lightly. As a son, don't you think I should finish the road that my father has not finished?"
After hearing this, Aunt Ning smiled, patted the dust on Lin Ze's shoulders, and said, "Good boy, go ahead, Aunt Ning supports you."
"Yeah." Lin Ze smiled and nodded.
"Lin Ze."
Before Lin Ze could turn around, Silver Girl walked over.
"Yeah." Lin Ze smiled and stared at the silver girl and said, "What's wrong?"
"Come back early." Silver Girl said calmly.
"must."
…
Ice and snow.
The Bai family is not warm either, and the huge Yanjing is even more freezing cold.
Both the situation and the weather make people feel unhappy.
After being in a stalemate for such a long time, Bai Twelve's mood became more and more calm, so calm that it was unimaginable.
What he is doing now can even be said to be consuming the inheritance left to him by Mr. Bai. Why is he not only not worried at all, but also so calm?
No one knows except himself.
But today, he decided to do something very important, not only for him, but also for the entire world.
The world dances with it.
Just look at today.
Bai Twelve stubbed out the cigarette butts between his fingers and walked slowly towards the small building where the core of the organization was imprisoned.
A large number of bodyguards were left near the small building. They had received a death order from Bai Twelve. If anyone tried to escape, they would be killed without mercy.
This order made the core members in the building dare not act rashly and could only strictly follow Bai Twelve's requirements to execute the order.
After opening the door, before anyone entered, a howling cold wind swept the white snow into the hall.
Several core members were sitting around the table in the hall, drinking tea and eating snacks, but their faces were full of sadness.
As soon as they saw Bai Twelve coming in, the core members stood up quickly, with not only respect but also a long-lost fear on their faces.
There are very few people in this world who can make them feel afraid.
But this time, they were really afraid of Bai Twelve, the crazy young president.
"Everyone, it's getting cold, remember to wear more clothes." Bai Twelve walked over with a smile, his posture elegant.
"Thank you, President, for your concern. We are in good health." A middle-aged man flattered us with a smile.
"That's good." Bai Twelve smiled and said, "Sit down."
He casually sat on a chair near him, then picked up a cup of hot tea and took a sip without saying a word.
The core members remained silent when Bai Twelve saw it, but a representative hesitated and said tentatively: "President, what you asked us to do and the orders you issued have been completed. Now, Can we leave?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Twelve slowly put down his cup, glanced at the faces of these core members, and said with a smile: "You are all the backbone members of the organization, and you have made great contributions to the organization over the years. Twelve is I sincerely apologize for what you have done recently."
"President is too polite. It was us who acted out of compliance with the rules before, and we are the ones who should apologize." A representative stood up in a hurry and said.
Bai Twelve smiled and said: "I have one last thing for you to do, wait until it's done."
"President, please speak." An impatient middle-aged man interrupted Bai Twelve urgently and said sincerely, "As long as we can do it, we will not refuse."
"Well, thank you for your support."
call out.
A cold light suddenly appeared in Bai Twelve's palm.
The blade suddenly appeared, and the middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill on his neck. The next second, he clearly saw long and continuous blood spurting out from his neck, and this blood spurted out from his own neck.
Within a few seconds, he felt like he could no longer breathe.
Well,.
He covered his neck feebly for one second, two seconds, three seconds.
He fell softly under the chair.
"President, you, puch."
Everyone finally woke up. What this vicious president wanted them to do was die.
Although they didn't understand, their only reaction was to run.
run.
Who can escape in front of Bai Twelve, who is at the peak level of Broken Mirror?
Phew.
Phew.
In less than thirty seconds, several core members of the living room fell in a pool of blood, and they were separated from this colorful world.
bite.
Bai Twelve threw away the dagger between his fingers, then shook out a handkerchief. While gently wiping the blood on his palm, he slowly turned his head and said lightly to the young man who had already bowed in front of him: " Spread my word, global assassination.”
"Yes, Master."
The young man heard this and left quickly.
Bai Twelve threw away the white handkerchief stained red with blood, glanced down at the piles of corpses in the living room, and said to himself: "A group of dragons has no leader. Only when they are really dead can they be considered leaderless."
