The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

"Tell me, what story do you want to hear?"

In a good mood, Tang He asked with a smile.

"Then, let's start when Uncle He was 18 years old..."

Lin Weiwei picked up the sake bottle and added some wine, and set up a pose for listening to the story.

"18 years old?"

Tang He recalled, and said to himself: "It happened nearly 40 years ago..."

Where was he 40 years ago?

He joined the killer organization code-named "Satan" at the age of 12, from the bottom of the ranking to No.1, how long did it take him for the whole process?

three years?Or four years?

As the most mysterious and precise top killer in Southeast Asia, in those few years, his life was difficult and sad in the eyes of ordinary people, right?

But looking back and thinking about it, it seems that I didn't feel bitter at the time.

There is no love and hate entanglement, no right and wrong.

You pay, I do the task.

When there is no task, I pretend to be an ordinary person and live a comfortable life.

There are wine, vegetables, and all kinds of flavors in the world.

Those few years were the most leisurely years of my life, right?

Then, he met her.

"I've only loved one woman in my life, but God is so cruel, she doesn't love me."

When mentioning the events back then, Tang He's expression was always the same, but when mentioning that woman, Tang He's eyes flashed with a sparkle, which passed by.

The beautiful love story or something is the most fascinating.

Lin Weiwei took a sip of his wine and looked at Tang He eagerly.

With a bitter smile, Tang He smiled and said: "I met her when I was on a mission. I killed her father and she saw her. But she said that she is very grateful to me, otherwise, she would live forever in the in pain."

Without mentioning too much about his lover's past, Tang He continued: "She is a very beautiful girl, her eyes are as clear as the night sky, and it makes people feel that if they just watch her get hurt, it will be an incomparable thing. Painful thing."

Shaking his head helplessly, Tang He said in a deep voice: "As a killer, you should most avoid remembering others, or being remembered by others. Because those people will eventually become a thing of the past, so when I find myself thinking of her, I know that I have already Not a qualified killer anymore."

"I'm in love with her."

Stated a fact solemnly, Tang He looked into Lin Weiwei's eyes and said in a deep voice, "But, I don't regret it."

"If fate asked me to do it all over again, I would still choose this way."

Tang He greeted the customers who entered the store with a smile, bent down to take out the ingredients from the cabinet, and prepared them in an orderly manner.

The waiter took the food away, Tang He continued to say: "She is the doom of my life, and I still can't get through it safely. The boss is very disappointed in me and thinks that if I go on like this, one day, I will It became the fuse of Satan's downfall, so I was expelled from the organization."

"As a killer, I have many enemies. Therefore, after a few years of wandering life, I have dealt with all those who wanted to kill me."

The bloody thing came out of Tang He's mouth, it seemed so lightly, but Lin Weiwei couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

From the first time she met Tang He, she knew that Tang He was a powerful person.

But Lin Weiwei didn't expect that she still underestimated Tang He.

"What happened later? Uncle He, what happened later?"

Asking anxiously, Lin Weiwei had a premonition that she was getting closer to what she wanted to know.

"Later..."

Tang He fell into memory.