"I understand." Ye Piaofei nodded: "I understand."
She said "I understand" twice in a row, and it seemed that she really understood.
Black Butterfly turned to look at the bathroom. The sound of water inside had stopped, and Song Ying was wiping herself and changing clothes inside.
"Go and inform Mo Bibie and Tu Renjie to ask them to always pay attention to the movements of the Wolf Gang and the Tianxing Society. Don't pay attention to ordinary petty fights or the death of a few people. But you must remember, don't
Let the situation get out of control."
"Yes." Ye Piaofei said seriously.[
Black Butterfly pondered for a while and then said: "The organization should have heard about this matter, and they will take all measures, but it mainly depends on us. We must be careful. If they are not satisfied with what we do,
They will wipe us out at any time and replace us with a new batch of 'black butterflies'!"
Ye Piaofei shuddered and gritted his teeth and said: "They are so cruel! We have hard work even if we don't have any credit. Over the years, has there ever been a day when we have not worked hard to maintain the stability of this city? Killing as many times as you want is so inhumane.
Already."
"The organization does not need favors." Black Butterfly said: "We are people who are destined to die. We have been screened to get here. Every day we live is a day earned. Living now does not mean that we can live in the future."
"I know."
"Try your best to do things well." Black Butterfly said: "Try not to kill people, but don't be soft when you should kill people. A single spark can start a prairie fire, so be especially careful with Zhou Ming and Ma Liang!"
"Yes." Ye Piaofei's tone was decisive. When she heard about killing, her eyes lit up. It seemed that only killing could make her blood boil and rejuvenate her.
The sound of opening the closet came from the bathroom. Black Butterfly glanced at it and said, "Now go and find out where Ma Liang tied Zhou Ming's girlfriend. I want to go there with this girl."
"Okay." Ye Piaofei left.
"Uncle." Song Ying's voice came from the bathroom: "The clothes here are very beautiful, but they are all worn by mature women."
"What, isn't it appropriate?" Black Butterfly said, "Whatever clothes you like to wear, I can find them now."
"No, I've already had enough troubles." Song Ying's hands touched one sexy and mature women's clothing one after another, and finally selected one that was not so revealing.
(I am now five chapters a day, and I have put more energy and dead brain cells into it than before when I was ten chapters a day. Every sentence, every character, and every plot has been carefully thought out, and the quality and excellence are absolutely guaranteed. Senior
Readers should be able to tell. Of course, there may be BUGs and errors, and I hope everyone will bear with me and be less abusive. I hope to be responsible for my work and my readers!)