Zhou Ming took a breath: "It sounds like they are a group of heroes who are fighting against violence, but such disregard for the law is still frightening. Who is the leader of this organization? He has such great ability, even above the law."
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"Who do you think has such ability?" Chen Yunchao looked at Zhou Ming and asked.
"Could it be..." Zhou Ming opened his mouth wide.
"As long as you know, there's no need to say it!" Chen Yunchao looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure no one was there.
"Why not through normal means?" Zhou Ming was a little uneasy, and he couldn't accept the answer: "Although they are doing good things, why do they feel so uncomfortable?" [
"Because some things cannot be brought to light, otherwise they will cause people to panic." Chen Yunchao said: "That's probably the case. There are always various loopholes in the law for those clever people to get through. It's better to
It's so satisfying to kill him quietly in private."
Zhou Ming frowned, thinking a lot in his mind. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of a reason.
"You brat, you know you're scared, right?" Chen Yunchao squinted his eyes: "Black Butterfly and others are specifically focused on those important figures in the underworld. You are so majestic in front of others, but in their eyes you are just someone who can be pinched at any time.
Dead ants. Organizations are spread all over the country, and every city has a corresponding black butterfly, so you should be more careful when doing things in the future, understand?"
Zhou Ming nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Chao, for reminding me." After saying that, he lowered his head and thought, I wonder if there will be a future? Even if there is, he is not prepared to continue to hang out in this underworld.
Zhou Ming thought for a while and then asked: "What if the black butterfly comes to me?"
"Wait to die." Chen Yunchao said simply: "Let them keep the whole body as much as possible."
"Isn't it that exaggerated?" Zhou Ming said weakly: "Jiang Di and Cai Zhiyong of Tianxinghui have both encountered black butterflies, and they have not died. Although Jiang Di died, he died at the hands of a friend of mine.
Zhou Ming told the story of the two appearances of the black butterfly. Chen Yunchao felt more and more incredible as he listened: "No one was killed? No one was killed?"
"Hey, you old man, why are you always thinking about other people's death? It's unethical." Zhou Ming patted the table.
Chen Yunchao muttered twice more: "He didn't kill anyone, he didn't kill anyone..." He nodded again and said with certainty: "This batch of black butterflies is far less ruthless than the previous batch. Of course, it may also be because of the harmony now."
In the prosperous times, the organization asked them to be more flexible when doing things and try not to kill people. After all, it is not the troubled times of the 1980s."
Zhou Ming asked curiously: "Why is this batch the last batch? Is it possible that Black Butterfly is still changing people from time to time?"
"Of course." Chen Yunchao picked up the bamboo stick on the table and knocked Zhou Ming on the head: "Don't even think about it, how old would Black Butterfly be if he had lived to this day?" After that, he gently said
Added: "Besides, I still don't know if I can live that long..."
Zhou Ming did not notice the weirdness of Chen Yunchao's last sentence, thinking that he was just expressing an ordinary emotion, so he asked again: "Did the last batch of black butterflies retire after their achievements? Since they are death row prisoners, why don't they have identities?"