Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 145 Beautiful and Dangerous

"Sit down, finish talking earlier, you guys go back to rest earlier, there are tasks tomorrow, right?" He finished speaking flatly, tearing off the sleeves of his arms, with very smooth movements, he did it very gracefully, throwing away the clothes in the blink of an eye. Entering the fire in the center, he found a place next to the fireplace and sat down. The fire shone on his extremely beautiful face. He stared at the burnt fabric without blinking. There was a smell of blood, so he covered it up. With a clear bridge of nose, he frowned, and his tone became cold, "Gong Nanmu, are all the people on your side dead!"

Gong Nanmu didn't dare to get close, but only looked at the flame, which reflected his terrifying snake tattoo.He knew what the master was talking about, and he had a premonition since Gong Chiruo came back.Recently, they focused on eradicating the old branch of the organization, the Ye's Gang. This faction, which was once mastered and used by Gong Chiruo at the beginning of the renewal, has now sprouted ambitions and started to compete for internal resources.At the beginning of the year, Gong Nanmu's family was the main force to suppress, but now for four months, no progress has been made, and even Gong Chiruo has taken action.

Gong Nanmu bowed his head, "I am willing to be punished."

Gong Chiruo glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold, he sat on the top seat, and snorted coldly, "What's the use of punishing you now, I'll give you one last chance, you go in person. If you can't do it, don't come back It's over." After hearing his words, he had two meanings, the Ye's gang came back to receive the punishment, and if they couldn't finish it, they would die there.

Gong Nanmu led the order and went out with a terribly dark face.

In the interior on the top floor, only Gong Shu remained.If Gongchi asked him to sit down, he would be amiable.Gong Shu is still young, with a mixed-race appearance, and his eyes are clear, looking at his master.If Gongchi didn't ask about his age, he wouldn't know when he picked him up.

After Gong Nanmu left, Gong Chiruo sat by the fireplace with his back facing him, he was no longer in a hurry, and leaned forward to poke the fire in the stove.It is already spring on the mainland, and the flowers are blooming, but the climate of this small island is very cold after the cold wave has just passed.Gong Shu just came back, the climate is similar and different, he caught a cold, and his voice is still hoarse.People in the organization seldom get sick. He took the medicine from Gong Nanmu and he recovered in an afternoon. He didn't want to come back and let the master know.If his brain was not developed enough, the organization would not need such a weak member.

If Gongchi was on fire, his tone was neither urgent nor slow, lazy, not at all like someone who had just slaughtered people a few hours ago, this kind of leisure was particularly depressing in such a quiet space.Gong Shu sat beside him and listened to him, not missing a single word, he listened to everything he said before reaching the point.For example, "This time the work is very well done", or "I will change the configuration for you", or even talk about the weather conditions over there.

Gong Shu looked at him very quietly and docilely, nodding in agreement with everything, regardless of whether Gong Chi Ruo, who had his back to him, could see it or not.

The young man on the seat turned sideways and threw the tongs aside. In the firelight, he squinted his eyes and listened to the crackling of the fire, but there was no other movement.

Gong Shukuai thought that when he fell asleep, the pouring strands of hair slid down the armrest with his movements, it was so beautiful, like fine black satin.

He sighed like an ordinary chat, and asked, "Do you know when the marionette runs out of string?" He threw in a few more charcoals while talking, picked up the hot towel on the iron rail and wiped it carefully. Wipe your fingers.

"Free." Gong Shu knew what he was talking about, thought for a while and came up with three words.

(End of this chapter)