I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

In the center of the CBD, there is a commercial street where every inch of land is expensive, but not everyone knows that there is a very moat residential area hidden by green trees in the basin area behind the Yincheng Building.

Ye Yao never thought that his poor mother's family would have a relationship with this place.

The metal-colored door looks extremely heavy, but the appearance of the whole house is beautiful, and it is kept clean by the regular cleaning of the property in the community.

Ye Yao slowly stretched out his hand and pressed on the electronic lock at the door, and the door opened with a click after his fingerprint was scanned.

A place where he had never been before seemed ridiculously logical.

Ye Yao even now feels that he is dreaming.

He touched the photo in his pocket. If he took it out now, it would be just an ordinary photo of a person. The handwriting that appeared under strange angles and light, and which was written with unknown materials had disappeared completely. , no matter how hard I try, I can't make it appear again.

If it wasn't for the clear reminder of the room in front of him, it would be just an illusion.

——No wonder the Ye family couldn’t find it after all these years, no wonder the diary had to be hidden behind the photo frame even though it had nothing in it.

Ye Yao pushed the door open and walked in.

The house was empty, and there was nothing in the magnificent building from the outside.

The dull dusty smell came from the nostrils wrapped in dampness, and it was stuck in the chest and could not be swallowed or exhaled.

Ye Yao seemed to have returned to the feeling when he was kneeling by the hospital bed when he was a child, the feeling of depression that made the whole house fall over.

The entire first floor was opened up, and Ye Yao went up to the second floor without any hesitation.

The wooden pedals creaked under the feet, and the dark patterns on the walls were damp and musty.

The further you walk, the darker it gets, it seems that there is no light source on the entire second floor, which gradually drags the vision into a blur.

When Ye Yao stepped on the last step, he could only see a faint light coming from the lower corner of the heavy curtain more than ten meters away, and he reached out to feel the next door.

This community was built very early, and this building did nothing but basic decoration. It seems that the time has been turned back ten years. Some of the technological facilities that are now available in every household are not equipped. I have observed that the switch in the house is an old-fashioned wall button, which cannot be controlled by voice or remote control.

"pat".

There was a soft sound, and the room was filled with warm yellow light.

Ye Yao squinted his eyes for a while before he could clearly see the pattern and slightly cracked texture of the floor in front of him, covered with thick dust.

The fine dust was flying in front of his eyes with light, Ye Yao couldn't help following his gaze until he landed in the middle of the same empty second floor

In an instant, his pupils shrank violently.

This is! ?

The monster with the pierced lute was hanged horizontally and has long been air-dried and turned into a dead body. However, his bulging muscles and undulating skin like armor still exude a force that cannot be ignored. It hurts to retreat, the tail hanging behind him is like a mountain range, occupying the entire floor of the room with a length that cannot be ignored.

Huge and terrifying.

It was somewhat similar to the mutants he had seen before, but it was absolutely not at the same level.

...something he was all too familiar with.

Comprehension world.

frontier land.

Half demon.

When Bu Zhong got out of the car, he glanced at Ye Yao's room as usual, but quickly frowned.

It was already late at night. According to usual, Ye Yao must be in his study to deal with his live delivery messages. The windows on the east side of the second floor are always shining with warm light, which seems to be a way for him to return home late. A lamp was lit.

But let alone the study room today, the whole house is pitch black, with no atmosphere at all.

He stopped the wheelchair, turned his head and asked, "He went out?"

Yan Xu said: "Yes, Young Master Ye went out this morning."

Haven't come back yet?

Bu Chong's eyes darkened slightly.

Yan Xu was keenly aware of his displeasure: "But I saw nothing unusual when Young Master Ye went out, maybe it's just..."

Bu Zhong: "Where is the person I asked you to arrange?"

"Since you decided to let Young Master Ye into the laboratory, I have prepared someone to protect secretly..."

Yan Xu showed a bit of embarrassment: "But Young Master Ye has a very keen sense. The people who followed us for the first time were found to be thrown away, because I was afraid of making him disgusted. I kept the people I sent after that away, so... "

"If you are discovered, prepare for a higher level of security. There is always someone who can make him not feel it." Bu Chong pushed his hand, and the wheelchair stopped coldly. "What is his identity now? The entire top-secret project team is in charge. Man, the consultant specially hired by Tianheng, the vice chairman of the committee, his life has been registered in the national security, and now you tell me—”

Bu Zhong's deep voice carried little but obvious anger. Since he was promoted to his assistant, Yan Xu was treated with such an attitude for the first time, and his vest was soaked in cold sweat in an instant.

"You told me that you lost your follower?" Bu Zhong glanced over with ice-cold eyes, "Look for it."

"Yes." Yan Xu bowed slightly, without saying a word.

he just turned around

"... Mr. Ye?"

Assistant Yan Weiwei opened his eyes wide, looking at the figure slowly walking towards him.

Under the street lamp, Ye Yao lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something, when he heard Yan Xu's voice, he raised his head, and there was still a bit of bewilderment in his eyes that hadn't faded away in time.

Before Yan Xu could ask any more questions, Bu Zhong had already pushed the wheelchair to meet him.

He opened his lips, and when the words came to his lips, he just turned a corner lightly, looked at Ye Yao who seemed to be in a daze and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Ye Yao nodded: "...um."

"That's good." Bu Zhong said, "Don't go home so late in the future. After all, there are few people in this area, so it's not safe."

Ye Yao continued to nod: "Okay."

"Then..." Bu Zhong stretched out his hand to him, palm up, "Go home."

Ye Yao looked at his slender and white palms, because of the thin calluses left on his fingers by holding a pen and signing all the year round, it was very warm and powerful.

He suddenly felt that he dared not touch it.

After a while, Ye Yao asked in a low voice, "Your parents..."

He pursed his lips, raised his head, his face looked a little pale: "Why did they..."

The leaves blown by the evening wind rustled slightly on the ground.

As early as when the two were talking, Yan Xu stepped aside obediently, leaving the two of them staring at each other quietly, but an inexplicable tension spread.

Ye Yao was the first to be unable to resist, and looked away.

"Because of a car accident." Bu Zhong said in a cool voice, "I told you."

"...Accident?" Ye Yao asked hoarsely.

"No." Bu Zhong raised his head.

He closed his eyes slightly, and there was an indescribable emotion between his brows.

It seemed to be resentment, but it also seemed to be ridicule, and there was a bit of cold helplessness.

"The experiment was disbanded and the data destroyed, but some people still couldn't believe that the Bu family, who was the main collaborator, didn't leave any clues."

"When the lure has no effect, it will naturally keep up with the coercion."

"But they didn't grasp the scale well, and they didn't think that accidents would happen."

Bu Zhong lightly withdrew a trace of sarcasm that was not a smile at all, looked at the red sandalwood beads on his wrist: "So, my parents who didn't know it became the victims of some people who pursued the legend of immortality. "

"One day..."

Although he didn't continue talking, Ye Yao had already heard the second half of his words, together with the scene he saw today, he fell straight into the abyss with a chill.

—I'll make them pay.

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