Part Four Chapter Seventy-Three His Purpose Is To Make Me Sad
Seeing the brothers in the gang leaving, I took off all my disguises and walked towards Mir: "Mir!" I quickly untied Mir's rope: "Why did you come to Hong Kong?" I asked Mir anxiously, because
The brothers are all gone, so there is no need for me to pretend in front of Feng Jingchen, because I don’t want to hide anything from Feng Jingchen, except for that matter...
Mir is considered someone who has been used by me, and he is also someone I hope to win over, because after all, he is an important subordinate of the God of Death.
Mi Er glanced at me, and then at Feng Jingchen.
"Rui, he said he had something to tell you." After Feng Jingchen finished speaking, I understood why he didn't reject my self-recommendation just now and why Feng Jingchen wanted to bring me here.
I looked at Mir: "Say it, Mir!"
"Tell them to leave!" Mir said to me with difficulty, while I looked at Feng Jingchen.
Feng Jingchen waved his hand and gave Mir a slap in the face: "You have too many demands!"
"Chen, you go out first!" I looked at Feng Jingchen firmly. What Mir wanted to say to me must be important, but with Mir's character and loyalty to the god of death, even if Feng Jingchen beat him to death, Feng Jingchen would probably be
He won't tell me if Jingchen doesn't leave.
Seeing my firm attitude, Feng Jingchen had no choice but to leave the hall with Yun Shengrui.
"Mir, please sit down quickly." I helped Mir sit on the chair. Seeing Mir's face covered with injuries reminded me of the three people who fell into the hands of death, but the only good thing was that the wind
Jingchen didn't kill Mir. But those three people...
I waited for what Mir wanted to say to me.
"Suri...Death...can't be saved." Mir's eyes were full of loss and despair when he said these words: "Haha, at the beginning, I always blamed you and blamed you for seducing Death, but as we got along,
It seems to me that you have no interest in Death at all, but now Death has put down all the serious things he is doing and thinks about how to make you sad every day, political matters, and things within the company. Death doesn't even ask.
I don't even care..." Mir's desperate look touched me deeply. The king Mir chose was indeed not a good king, because Feng Jingchen never abandoned his career because of me, but the God of Death...
Should I be moved? Should I be moved by the persistence of the God of Death? Haha, there is no answer. If he had not killed Bai Yiqing and the others before, maybe... But now! The God of Death has reached a desperate situation, and I will not help him.
, absolutely not!
"Mir, how does the God of Death want to hurt me?" I asked Mil.
"Death sent five hundred death squads to Hong Kong with the purpose of killing all your friends!" God! God! Death is crazy, he is really crazy, this is what I hurt him, he called me double
What is the price of being sad? No, what should I do? How should I solve the problem? Do you want me to stop the endless killing? Should I return to the God of Death and be a dog next to him?
Hahahaha, what am I thinking? Is it because of drugs? My physical strength has declined, and even my mind has deteriorated? How can I surrender? The more frustrated I am, the braver I am, Su Rui! I want to protect my friends with my hands
ah!
I quickly stood up and rushed out of the hall. Outside the hall stood Feng Jingchen and Yun Shengrui. They must have been shocked when they saw my expression.
"Rui? What did he tell you?" Feng Jingchen was very nervous about me, really nervous.
"Chen, let me ask you, if I leave you, will you never get back on your feet? Will you kill all the friends around me?" My question was so calm. Feng Jingchen was stunned at first, and then smiled lightly.