Get a divorce! Do you really think I'm a toad?

In a dark space, seven or eight mysterious people wearing black robes and masks sat around a round table. The clown was also among them, suturing the gunshot wound in his calf with his own hands.

In fact, Chu Muhan was hit in the calf by Chu Muhan when he climbed over the wall last night. He treated the wound immediately after he came back. However, on the way here just now, the wound accidentally opened again. He had no choice but to do it himself. A few rough stitches first.

This place is probably a basement. There is no window in this huge space. There is only an air conditioner and a speaker on the roof. There is no light. Only the small lights dotted around the walls give off a dull yellow light.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to see the pattern of spades and snake eyes on the wall lamp base, wallpaper, and tabletop.

The people sitting around the round table said nothing, as if they were waiting for someone important. Sometimes they turned to look at the clown who was sewing stitches on his calf. The guy didn't seem to feel any pain, and they were not surprised. .

Not long after, a voice processed by a voice changer came from the speakers on the roof: "iOker, you did a good job last night. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Several people stood in awe and sat upright.

The clown picked up the mineral water on the table, rinsed the blood on his calf, and said with a smile: "I hope you can allow me to take people to kidnap Chu Yuxuan, my good boy, but I am the most proud of my life. His works, I really, really miss him, hehehe..."

"This matter is over. Bai He has sacrificed his life, and those secrets will disappear forever with him. Right now we have more important things to do. Unless it is absolutely necessary, leaving Chu Yuxuan alone and declaring war with Chumen is not the best policy... After a while, go and steal Bai He's body back, and make sure to give him a good burial."

The clown teased: "If it weren't for Bai He, that loser, how could Truman find us? What's more, he chose to betray the organization last night... I will steal the body, but I have to dissect and study it first before doing a good job. Bury him, haha..."

The mysterious man said solemnly: "Bai He's contribution to the organization outweighs his fault. If he hadn't been forced by the situation, he wouldn't have died. He must be buried well."

"You are the president, I listen to you." The clown shrugged, paused, and said: "Truman is in the way. I really can't understand why we don't get rid of this obstacle? Old and new grudges are incompatible, and sooner or later it will still happen. There’s going to be a war…”

The mysterious man was silent for a long time and said in a warning tone: "Don't let this happen again."

The clown was silent. He knows what "next time" means.

The order he received last night was just to keep an eye on Bai He secretly. If Bai He did something bad, he must silence him, but there was no such thing as assassinating Chu Yuxuan.

Could it be that he was frightened by Truman thirty years ago?

The unscrupulous kidnapping of Chu Yuxuan and his son ten years ago was because they were not members of the Truman family at the time. At most, only Chu Zhiqing, who had no say at the time, would investigate. But now that Chu Yuxuan has returned to Truman with a high profile, if he is easily touched, Chu Xiaotian will definitely use all his strength and lifelong connections to investigate them.

However, ten years ago, on that freighter, it was also the mysterious president who warned him that he could be tortured no matter what, but he could not take Chu Yuxuan's life.

Is it possible that there is something fishy in this? The clown was thoughtful, but also felt sad that his most proud work was right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it. It was like being hungry and having a feast in front of him, but he couldn't reach it.

"Is there any new progress in that research?" the mysterious man asked abruptly.

A woman wearing a fox mask raised her head and looked at the speaker with a guilty tone: "We have made some progress and are conducting experiments. The success rate has reached 60%."

"Hmph..." the mysterious man snorted coldly: "A bunch of losers! Ten years ago, what Jiang Xiuzhi could do alone can now be done by dozens of people! Baihu, this research is extremely important, you have to go and follow it yourself Keep an eye on them and don’t let them slack off even a little bit!”

"Yes, President!"

…………

In the hospital, Chu Yuxuan woke up from a nightmare. Chu Muhan, who was guarding the bedside, had his neck choked before he could react.

After a few seconds, Chu Yuxuan regained some consciousness, tremblingly let go of his hand, and slowly leaned against the head of the bed.

Chu Muhan coughed a few times. Seeing his brother's face pale and his eyes red, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, his heart tingled. He gently held Chu Yuxuan's hand and asked softly: "Yuxuan, be better." Yet?"

Chu Yuxuan forced a smile, nodded, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are my brothers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several brothers rushed into the ward, without exception, their eyes were bloodshot.

"Brother, I'm sorry..." Lao Wu lowered his head, feeling extremely guilty.

Chu Yuxuan took a deep breath and smiled: "What are you talking about? How can I blame you..."

The fourth child came to the bedside and silently handed the phone to Chu Yuxuan. Due to Chu Muhan's presence, he said nothing.

Chu Yuxuan looked at the more than ten calls from his second son, opened WeChat, and replied "It's okay."

The third child clenched his fists tightly and gritted his molar teeth.

Chu Yuxuan glanced at him, then glanced at Xiaoqing, who looked worried, and said with a smile: "You haven't slept all night? Go back and rest first, I will lie down for a while."

The brothers looked at each other, then exited the ward one by one, but did not leave. Only the third brother went downstairs to buy breakfast for Chu Yuxuan.