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In the study, Patriarch Nian, who was still busy with affairs, received a communication from his subordinates, and said, "Speak."

"Patriarch, just now there was a signal fluctuation in the main house that does not belong to us, and its whereabouts are unknown."

Patriarch Nian became solemn in an instant. Nian Zongxing's laboratory was destroyed more than a month ago, but he just got the news. Patriarch Nian immediately asked in a deep voice, "Where is it?"

"It came from the second basement of the main house."

second lower floor? !that is not. . .

Patriarch Nian's face became even more gloomy, "Call someone to investigate immediately!"

The door of the special restaurant is exquisite and beautiful. Nian Shaohui was walking in front. The bodyguard looked at the man holding a knife in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to push open the door. In an instant, the strong smell of blood filled the bodyguard's nostrils. A little dignified, his steady and powerful heart beat violently a few times, he stepped forward with his stiff legs, and followed Nian Shaohui into the bloody domain that belonged to him alone.

Looking around, there is no one in the special restaurant, which is not unusual. Every time Nian Shaohui comes to the special restaurant, he will say hello in advance. Today, Nian Shaohui just went to the restaurant once, maybe no one expected him to come again But to Nian Shaohui's surprise, the smell wafting in the restaurant was several times stronger than usual.

Nian Shaohui's expression turned livid in an instant, and he turned his head and ran towards the back kitchen. He rushed into the back kitchen regardless, and walked towards the woman on the table three steps at a time. The woman's stiff face was distorted. The dim eyes almost popped out of their sockets, after a while, she seemed to feel the changes around her, her eyes turned to Nian Shaohui's direction stiffly, staring at him firmly.

The instruments in the back kitchen were still working in an orderly manner, making beeping sounds frequently. Seeing that she was still alive, Nian Shaohui finally let go of a big stone in his heart. A relaxed and gentle smile appeared on his face, and his mouth seemed to be peaceful. When he said something, he suddenly saw the corners of his sister's stiff mouth grinning to both sides, and a strange smile appeared on his already distorted face.

Even if the other party is his younger sister and the person closest to him, such an expression would send chills down the spine.

Nian Shaohui was startled for a moment, and couldn't help taking two steps back, but his feet suddenly slipped, and he fell to the ground with a plop. Raising his hand to his eyes, the bloody palm hurt his eyes.

Nian Shaohui's eyes trembled, and he slowly looked aside, meeting the dead body lying on the ground with a frightened expression frozen on its face.

Those are the servants who stay and work in the special dining room.

Nian Shaohui's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to scream, but his mouth was tightly covered by something. He struggled and kicked his legs, and the sticky pool of blood was drawn out by his leather shoes. The bloodstains slowly gathered together, covering up the traces.

"Master!" The bodyguard who heard the voice ran in, but what he saw was Nian Shao's blood splashing from the arteries in his neck, and his whole body twitching and lying in a pool of blood.

That handsome face had long been sprayed with blood so that it couldn't see its original appearance, and the facial features were soaked in blood. Nian Shaohui pinched the wound on his neck tightly, and opened his mouth wide to reveal bloody teeth. Wanting to say something, the whites of the eyes that were covered in blood turned red, but still stared at the table without blinking.

However, from this angle, he could no longer see the person on the stage.

The bodyguard roared angrily, rushed over to help Nian Shaohui up, stretched out his hand to help hold down the blood-spitting wound on Nian Shaohui's neck, and prevented more blood from flowing out.

Nian Shaohui lost a lot of blood, his body was cold and weak, and his eyes turned black for a while. He could only be picked up by the bodyguard forcefully like an object. He blinked, trying to make himself see more clearly. The blood in his eyes flowed smoothly. The corners of his eyes flowed down, but he couldn't make his vision clearer. He could only rely on his own memory, and stretched out his hand to the person on the stage with his last breath.

However, what he couldn't see was that when the image of him still trying his best to get close at the last moment of his life fell into the eyes of the woman on the stage, those dim eyes were filled with disgust and hatred for an instant.

"Master! Hold on!!" The bodyguard dragged Nian Shaohui, who was covered in blood, out. Now that he is still alive, if he rescues him in time, he might be able to save him. "Come on! Come on! Help me!!! Master I'm going to die!!!"

The bodyguard stretched his neck and shouted towards the door of the special restaurant, but there was no response from the slightly open, dark door.

No one cares, no one will push open the bloody gates of purgatory, and no one will answer the cry for help from hell.

For a moment, despair enveloped the bodyguard. He felt that Nian Shaohui, who was still slightly twitching just now, gradually stopped moving. He was full of fear and kept shaking Nian Shaohui's body to call him, but he still couldn't get a response.

Nian Shaohui died.

The bodyguard froze in place, his heart beating like a drum, and his mind went blank.

After a while, he was brought back to his senses by the voice from the back kitchen. The bones of his clenched fists were crunching. He stared at the door of the back kitchen. A pool of blood spread out from the crack of the door at some point. , The sound of light or heavy impact is still going on.

Concentrating on his vigilance, he walked towards the back kitchen step by step, and pushed open the half-open door. What he saw was the woman lying on the table with her neck raised crazily, slapping the table with her bare palms. It's been too long on it, and her muscles have atrophied. In order to make such a movement, she twisted her limbs into strange shapes, one after another, trying her best to make these meaningless movements.

The bodyguard still didn't understand what she was going to do until the woman noticed him standing at the door, staring with a pair of terrifying eyes. The bodyguard met her eyes. For a moment, he understood the woman's meaning.

The bodyguard bent down and picked up the exquisite knife specially selected by Shao Hui, a middle-aged man in a pool of blood, and walked silently to the side of the table.

As he approached, the woman's eyes were hot and crazy, and the excessively protruding eyeballs almost fell out of the dry eye sockets.

The bodyguard looked down at her with a livid face, he slowly raised the knife, and plunged the knife into the woman's withered neck like a rotten wood without missing a beat.

The woman's body trembled, her chest twitched and she let out two breath sounds from the split mouth. Two seconds later, all her expressions were permanently frozen on this scarred and ugly body.

The bodyguard's heart was trembling. It had not even been half an hour since everything happened, but it had brought a huge shock to his spirit.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a chuckle.

The bodyguard's pupils shrank, and he turned around suddenly to release his ability. Countless soil thorns pierced out from the ceiling, wall and ground, and the entire back kitchen suffered.

The bodyguard yelled, "Who is it!! Come out to me!! Come out——!!!"

"Angry?"

A malicious banter sounded, and the bodyguard couldn't figure out the opponent's position. The burning anger had already made him throw away his reason and release his abilities like crazy. From the back kitchen to the restaurant hall, the entire second basement floor was messed up by him. The corpse lying on the ground was pierced and held up in mid-air, and blood and flesh flew all over the place in an instant.

Until the voice stopped appearing, the bodyguard calmed down a little while panting heavily, the surroundings were in a mess, he looked around in a daze, and when he raised his head, he suddenly froze.

Nian Shaohui's shattered corpse was squeezed in the soil, broken bones protruded from the skin, and brightly colored organs hung from the spikes of the soil thorns. The whole body was almost invisible.

The blood on the bodyguard's face faded in an instant, and he stared blankly at the corpse. His legs gave way, and his knees slammed on the ground with a thud.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

boom! boom! boom!

One side after another of solid and thick earth walls centered on the bodyguards, blocking all escape routes, and surrounding them round after round.The entire Nian's mansion began to tremble, and the supernatural beings who came to the second basement floor to check the situation were rushed back by the clods of dirt before they could touch the door of the special restaurant.

"Damn it! What's wrong? An earthquake?!" Nian Zongxing, who hadn't left the Nian's mansion, was startled and asked loudly.

However, no one could answer his question for a while.

The Nian house is in chaos.

At 8:16 in the evening, Luo Qing stood on the top of a tall building not far from the Nian's mansion, watching the situation of the Nian's house silently. The luxurious mansion in the doomsday city was brightly lit as always, and nothing abnormal could be seen, at least , which appears to be the case.

Two hours had passed since she came out of Nian's house.

The communicator beeped, Luo Qing raised her hand and pressed the connect button.

"Sister Luo, are you okay?" Since Luo Qing hung up the communication at Nian's house before, there was no movement. Yu Sheng hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help contacting her. She didn't expect to be connected so soon. .

Luo Qing looked at the Nian's mansion in the dark night, narrowing her eyes slightly, "The mission is over."

"...Congratulations." Yu Sheng said with mixed feelings.

Hearing her obviously depressed voice, Luo Qing suddenly asked, "Are you unwilling? Or, do you think I will find a fake photo to deceive you when I perform the mission?"

"No...that's not what I meant." Yu Sheng's face was gloomy, but there was a strong sense of powerlessness in his eyes.

In fact, it was because of that photo that she was overwhelmed.

Could that photo be real?After gradually digesting the visual impact brought by that moment, Yu Sheng once doubted the authenticity of the photo, but as Luo Qing said, at such an important moment of performing a mission, there is no room for a single mistake, so why should she Going to great lengths to take a fake photo just to deceive yourself?

But if it was true, Yu Sheng would find it even more difficult to accept.

She thought that Nian Shaohui was different, and even more incompatible with this era. She always thought that maybe only people like Nian Shaohui could change this era, and even many people believed like her, but in the end it turned out. .

Expectations are dashed, ideals are shattered.

If the kindness she thinks is just a hypocritical surface, then in this era, what is the real kindness?

"yes."

Luo Qing's voice came from the communicator, and Yu Sheng, who was absent-minded, woke up. Hearing the other party's faint tone, she was so tired that she couldn't imagine what kind of expression the other party's face would have at this moment.

Why did Luo Qing show her that photo?Yu Sheng thought, maybe the other party wanted her to recognize Nian Shaohui's hypocrisy. Killing a wicked person is always easier in my heart than killing a good person.

Sister Luo. .Do you care what she thinks?Yu Sheng's heart moved slightly.

The passing night wind carried a slight rotten smell unique to the apocalypse. Even though this was the center of the safe zone that had almost recreated the prosperity of the old era, it still couldn't escape the shadow of the apocalypse.

Luo Qing raised her hand and pressed her waist, the tearing pain went straight to her brain, but her expression didn't change at all, she just raised her hand and looked at the blood on her hand, it was her during the mission. A lesson in wantonness.

"Yu Sheng, remember." Luo Qing stared down at the blood on her hands, and said calmly, "A person who can't do anything can only become the mud under the feet of others in the end."

"Sister Luo..." Yu Sheng's throat seemed to be choked by something, and his emotions surged up in an instant, and he even had the urge to confide, wanting to tell Luo Qing all his uneasiness and confusion.

If it was her, she should be able to understand, right?

Yu Sheng thought this way, but the remaining sliver of rationality kept telling her to be calm. She took a deep breath, calmed down the turbulent emotions, and said, "I remember."

Luo Qing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a playful smile appeared in her eyes hidden under the shadow of the brim of her hat.

Therefore, you must sharpen your minions well.