The night was as dark as splashed ink without a single star, as if to tell him that a storm was coming. Li Hao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study, looking at the dark trees outside the window, his eyes unmoved, but his clenched fists betrayed his cover-up.
Extremely emotional, he hated betrayal the most, but Xia Qi betrayed him.
He couldn't remember how many years had passed since he rescued Xia Qi, who was dying from falling into the water. Her facial features and eyebrows were 90% like her, but he knew she wasn't. He trained her to be a killer, an obedient girl who didn't need to think.
Chess piece, but since when did the way she looked at him begin to change, he became impetuous, and he didn't need the emotion in her eyes at all. Such emotions would most likely cause trouble. Since childhood, he had taught her that the last thing a killer needed was
Emotions, the last thing a killer should touch is love. She has always done a good job and never failed in her mission. She is still one of the best female killers in the entire killer circle.
The first time she killed someone, she approached his arms with trembling hands. She was as fragile as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, trembling all over, and said to him over and over again, "I'm sorry, let me hug you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Seeing her shaking in his arms like she was sifting chaff, for the first time, she had the urge to push her away.
Women have always been unable to enter his body, and she became the second exception.
She has been on too many missions, so she won't tremble, but after killing people, she will always be in a sluggish state for a while, relying on sleeping pills to fall asleep. She is not suitable to be a killer, but he was forced to become a killer, and she experienced a unique experience.
During his career as a killer, he forced her to accept the state of peace of mind after killing people, forced her to learn to be cold-blooded, forced her to learn to sell out, forced her to learn to be cunning, and he forced her to perform difficult tasks with all the potential a killer should have.
to complete.
Li Shang once said sarcastically: Under your training, is she any different from a piece of wood? It would be better to just brainwash her and install a smart chip to use her as a machine. You don't need an emotional pet anyway.
He also thought about it, but the dead people on the chip were not as fun as the living dead, so he gave up Li Shang's suggestion.
She thought she was used to killing Miao and seeing blood, but when she was seventeen, in order to numb herself, she forced herself day and night not to laugh, and even mentally imagined that the person she killed was not actually dead. The psychiatrist said
She had mental hallucinations, so she was given time to rest. She never thought that this would become an excuse for her to escape. She did not go on a mission and enjoyed her life at the headquarters as a matter of course. She said that she did not want to kill anyone anymore. Is it okay to do intelligence work?
?
He refused flatly. Xia Qi was his best killer.
The chess piece that he couldn't let go, but she didn't expect that she would escape and choose to escape to Mo Yan. Mo Yan, that man who is darker than the devil and is used to making deals with the God of Death, how kind does she think he is?
They are chess pieces everywhere, at least with him, she is still a little used to it.
Xia Qi, you really touched my bottom line.
The ultimate way to vent his patience was to punch the wall. The paintings on the wall fell to the ground with a crackling sound. Cheng Feng ducked in and walked in, looking at the slightly cracked wall and floor.
The torn hanging paintings stood behind Li Hao, "Master."
"If you were the one who went out in Las Vegas, would Xia Qi still be able to escape?"
Cheng Feng remained silent. Among the elite killers of Yanmen, only Xia Qi was trained by Li Hao himself. In round-robin tactics, the two of them were equally qualified. Cheng Feng was very self-aware of his marksmanship. He was no match for Xia Qi.
In a hand-to-hand fight, it was obvious that Xia Qi couldn't beat him, but Mo Yan was there that day and wanted to save Xia Qi. Would he let him rescue him easily?
The answer is yes, no, "Chengfeng will miss, there is no doubt about it." He can't beat Mo Yan, and even Mei Ye beside Mo Yan is a difficult being to deal with. He will not blatantly say no, in Mo Yan
In Yan's eyes, there are no regional divisions. No one can stop what he wants to take away, unless Li Hao goes there in person.
Li Hao frowned. He had not fought against Mo Yan for many years. He was not sure who was stronger.
However, Chengfeng is really honest.
He was always so honest that he had nothing to say.
*****Xia Qi woke up from her dream, sitting on the bed panting, her chest rising and falling, breathing rapidly, and a sneer raised at the corner of her mouth. Why does nightmares appear every time she hears something from Li Hao? Holding her hands
He put his knees up and put his head on his knees. In a self-protective gesture, Xia Qi hugged himself tightly.
The window was slightly open. It was already late at night. The fragrance of flowers came into the house from the window. Xia Qi followed the fragrance of the flowers and walked to the window. There was no moon or stars tonight, just a dark ink. She put her hands on the window sill and stared down.
, two Tibetan mastiffs were guarding under her window. Xia Qi couldn't tell how she felt about the two Tibetan mastiffs. She only knew that she was a little disgusted, but she still liked them very much.
Wearing cotton slippers and a coat casually, Xia Qi ran downstairs to the back garden. Two Tibetan mastiffs saw Xia Qi and approached her with their tails wagging. They bowed their heads and stopped next to Xia Qi with a good attitude of admitting their mistake.
He knelt down and reached out to stroke the down of the two Tibetan mastiffs.
"Xiao Mo, Xiao Yan, I know it's hard to go against your master's words, and I don't mean to disdain you, but you don't want to be a stranger. Why lower your style? Just kill me next time. Don't do that kind of thing.
Okay?" Xia Qi said, feeling a little embarrassed as she stretched out her little hand to gesture.
"Woof woof~~"
The two Tibetan mastiffs stuck out their tongues and rubbed their heads against Xia Qi's face. Xia Qi laughed and held one in each hand, "So you agreed?"
"Woof woof~~~"
The two Tibetan mastiffs nodded, and Xia Qi thought to herself that a Tibetan mastiff that can understand people's words and respond is too powerful, too powerful.
In the study room, a pair of deep and charming purple eyes looked coldly at the man and the two dogs. He touched his forehead with his hand and put it to his lips and sneered. Innocence is sometimes a weakness.
Meili, who was punished to keep vigil all night, couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed out loud. In fact, he couldn't hold it in when Xia Qi was making those gestures just now, but someone didn't realize it and was very calm and reasonable, don't mention it.
That scene is so funny, "Haha```"
Hearing the laughter, Xia Qi turned around angrily and looked at Meili who was laughing so hard that she jumped forward and smiled charmingly, "It's very funny."
Meili nodded, "It's funny, it's funny. Hey, I said you stayed up in the middle of the night and came to talk to the Tibetan Mastiff. You are really promising."
"It's none of your business." Xia Qi let go of the two Tibetan mastiffs and smiled evilly, "You talk nonsense and I'll let the dogs bite you to death."
The laughter immediately stopped, and Meili shook her head towards Xia Qi, "Miss Xia, don't be like this, I'm afraid of dogs." Suddenly something came to mind, "Aren't you afraid of going to Moyuan Island?"
"Are you afraid of me so you can't go?" Xia Qin asked.
Meili was stunned for a moment, as if her question was unnecessary, "Yes, can you come out?"
He always felt that Xia Qi was not as strong as she appeared.
Xia Qi shook her head and then smiled lightly. The smile was so bright that the roses behind her lost their color. It was not as good as her smile, "If it were me, I think I can do it."
Is life and death so important? Whether you can get out is a matter of ability, but whether you can get out is God's will!