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"It's not fair at all." Pursing his lips, Ming Chen gently closed the door of the secret room with his backhand, took out a semi-circular object from his pocket, and stuck it on the wall. The object emitted a soft cold light, and the darkness of the secret room was driven out.

His eyes fell on the very conspicuous blue glass box in the secret room, and Ming Chen said: "In the past, when performing missions to obtain certain information or items, in order to pass through the security system smoothly, a lot of work had to be done every time, which was thrilling and exciting. .”

Looking away from Altaïr, Ming Chen looked back at He Wenxuan who had been watching him with a smile. When his eyes touched this elegant and elite young man, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

"This is the first time I've entered a secret room so easily." Ming Chen couldn't help but sigh, but after thinking about it, it wasn't actually true. When performing tasks in the past, sometimes it was for convenience, or simply to satisfy his own boring evil. Fun has also tried to hook up with the key figures of the character's target, but picking up a conversation also requires energy, doesn't it?

He Wenxuan said with a smile, stepped forward and hugged him from behind, and teased, "Beauty trick?"

Mingchen smiled lightly, and had no intention of telling He Wenxuan about his previous "lovely affairs".

Resting his chin lightly on Mingchen's shoulder, He Wenxuan followed the man's line of sight to look at the blue glass box not far away. Although he knew Altaïr before, this was the first time he saw Altaïr. Tyre.

He was handsomer than imagined, not as burly and domineering as imagined, and looked like a young king sleeping, with a handsome and dignified appearance.

No wonder Mingchen fell in love with this man.

He Wenxuan asked in a low voice: "Are you really planning to bury or cremate Altaïr? Once he leaves this blue glass box, he will slowly decay like other ordinary people in the special box made by Phillips." , his body was well preserved..."

If one day he is resurrected, he only needs to recuperate for a few months to recover to the level of ordinary people.

"Stop talking nonsense, He Wenxuan, take him away. Although Little Black's people can always deal with it outside, it won't be good for us if it takes too long." Patting the back of He Wenxuan's hand wrapped in front of him, Ming Dust said in a deep voice.

The sooner it can be resolved, the better, Altaïr is a heart disease of Ming Chen, only after Altaïr is buried, the uneasiness accumulated over the years can be completely dissipated.

He wanted to start a new life, a completely different life from the one before.

When they leave here with Altaïr's body, He Hongxue will not know who took Altaïr away, what this result means is also very clear to Ming Chen, the two brothers who have depended on each other since childhood will break up from now on, and this The fuse of everything is him.

But Mingchen will not feel the slightest guilt because of the broken relationship between He Wenxuan and He Hongxue. Only when He Wenxuan completely leaves the shackles of the He family, can He Wenxuan truly start his own life, not for He Hongxue, for the He family, numb and mechanical breathing.

He Wenxuan walked to the box and pulled out the power plug. After pressing the button, the box slowly fell backwards, and finally lay flat on the ground.

"After the box is powered off, it has its own power supply to maintain 24-hour operation. There is a passage to leave the house in the secret room. We can directly..."

"Wenxuan!"

An all too familiar sound, the bullet in the silencer gun penetrated the young man's leg, He Wenxuan fell to the ground in an instant, severe pain came from his leg, and when he put his hand on the pistol at his waist, he heard an all-too-familiar voice the sound of.

"Do you care about him, Mingchen?" He Hongxue walked out slowly from the darkness, pointed the muzzle of the gun in He Wenxuan's head, but his eyes fell on Mingchen who was pointing the gun at him not far away.

Looking at the cold weapon in Mingchen's hand, He Hongxue said with a slight smile, "Put the gun down, or I'll kill him."

"He's your brother."

"He can betray me for you today, and kill me for you tomorrow." Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at He Wenxuan who fell to the ground, and He Hongxue said regretfully, "You really let me down, Wenxuan."

"Is it disappointment or jealousy?" His eyes fell on He Hongxue's finger holding the trigger inadvertently, and Mingchen said with a smile, "You can make my two younger brothers leave you, why don't you try to think about the reason? on whom."

He Hongxue narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a dangerous threat in his voice: "Put down the gun, Mingchen."

Pulling the trigger, accompanied by He Wenxuan's muffled groan, the second bullet failed to penetrate He Wenxuan's head but landed on He Wenxuan's shoulder.

"I won't say it a third time." He Hongxue said with a smile while tilting his head.

The smile in his eyes was a little cold, Ming Chen let go of his hand, and the cold weapon fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Kick aside." He Hongxue ordered.

Mingchen kicked lightly, and the gun slid to the side of the wall.

"Take off your coat."

He Wenxuan gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice, "He Hongxue--"

The man raised his voice and suppressed He Wenxuan's voice: "You should thank me, Wenxuan, and see how far this selfish and ruthless man can do for you. Take a look at him...he is being cruelly used You still really love you."

There was a repressed ferocity in every sentence, and He Hongxue showed a cold and cruel smile to Mingchen: "You better move faster."

"Like this?" Mingchen took off his coat generously, and when he was looking at He Hongxue, he used the corner of his eye to pay attention to He Wenxuan who was not far away from the corner of his eyes. Two gunshot wounds, although not fatal, were always there. It is bleeding, and it will be dangerous if it is not stopped in time.

"It's still like this?" The coat was thrown on the ground casually, and Ming Chen's fingers rested on the thin belt around his waist. As he untied the belt, He Hongxue's gaze began to move down and stay on Ming Chen's belt .

No matter how trained he is, he is just an ordinary person, not a seasoned agent after all.

The slender belt was slowly pulled out from his waist, he held one end tightly and pulled it out forcefully in an instant, flying out like a snake and hitting He Hongxue's wrist holding the gun.

The gun went off, and the bullet brushed a corner of He Wenxuan's clothes and landed on the ground beside him. At this moment, Mingchen stepped forward and kicked He Hongxue on the chest, and the whole person flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground. on the ground.

"You don't think I only have one gun, do you?" Ming Chen held a gun in his hand and pointed it at He Hongxue who just sat up from the ground, "I guess your troops should be arriving soon. "

"Ah--" With a muffled groan of pain, He Hongxue covered his knees, and Ming Chen's shot hit his kneecap directly, with abrupt blue veins popping out on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth tightly. He Hongxue looked angrily at Mingchen who still had a cold face.

The voice came out from between the teeth: "Why don't you just shoot me?"

Ignoring He Hongxue any more, Ming Chen quickly picked up the gun on the ground and took it with him, so as not to be picked up by He Hongxue again. The gun was still pointed at He Hongxue, and Ming Chen quickly walked to He Wenxuan's side and picked him up. , asked in a low voice: "Where is the exit passage?"

"Over there, the password is..." Dou Da's sweat dripped from his forehead, and He Wenxuan tightly grasped Ming Chen's shoulder with his uninjured hand.

"let's go."

"Wait a minute..." He Wenxuan looked at the glass box next to Altaïr's body, which was their purpose this time.

Mingchen held He Wenxuan, who was inconvenient to move, in his arms, and firmly said one word: "Let's go."

In this situation, Mingchen can only choose one of the two. If he wants to leave with Altaïr's body, he has no way to take He Wenxuan away who is injured and unable to move.

The choice was made without any hesitation.

He Wenxuan didn't say any more. After entering the password, the secret room opened a door leading to the outside world. He looked back at He Hongxue, who was leaning against the wall and looking at them, with some self-mockery and some unwillingness in his eyes.

Probably did not expect Ming Chen to make a choice without hesitation in this seemingly difficult multiple-choice question. After the door of the secret room was closed, He Wenxuan with a pale face quickly clicked on the code lock beside the door a few times. Lock this door completely, even if He Hongxue's people arrive, there is no way to open this door again.

"Don't move, I'll help you bandage the wound, the blood is bleeding too much." Helping He Wenxuan to sit down, Ming Chen tore off two pieces of cloth from his shirt, and sprayed He Wenxuan with hemostatic agent Afterwards a simple bandage was done.

Probably due to excessive blood loss, his head was a little dizzy. In He Wenxuan's vision, the man half-kneeling in front of him and bandaging his wound seemed to be shrouded in soft light, which was so warm and reassuring.

Fortunately, Ming Chen was not injured.

"There will be no next time. After we miss this time, He Hongxue will not give us a second chance to find Altaïr." He Wenxuan said weakly. He Wenxuan was very sorry for Ming Chen's choice to take him away. Satisfaction, this sense of satisfaction also diluted a lot of the psychological pain caused by He Hongxue's shooting at him.

"Do you think I don't know?" Ming Chen helped He Wenxuan up again.

He had already lost once, and he didn't want to have another person who loved him because he lost his breath, and he didn't want to let this terrible thing happen to him again.

The same mistake will not be made a second time.