soul stone

"The whole army of 'Yin Beast' has been wiped out."

Hearing such news, the old man did not react for a moment.This is rare for him.He was reclining on the high-back single sofa in the corner, with his elbows resting on the armrests, and his five fingers spread out to support his forehead.

"'We' need to meet. The sooner the better."

"The Godfather" Corleone's voice was soft.He did recover, but with more and deeper wrinkles on his forehead and sunken eye sockets than before he was shot.The moment I received the news, it was as if the plug had come off, and the sealed old state suddenly retreated.Despite this, his mind is still very clear, and he can quickly regain his composure in the face of bad news.As expected of a person who has experienced great storms, Qiao Huan thought.

After receiving the instruction, Qiao Huan nodded silently.Don Corleone called to him as he was leaving the room.

"Your 'lease' expires at the end of this month. If I remember correctly."

After a pause, Qiao Huan replied in a rough baritone voice: "That's right."

"This will be your last task. When the auction is over, I will pay you enough rewards and bonuses."

The Godfather had taken him from Sister Moelle ten years ago, and he'd been working for the Corleone family ever since.As the head of the ten old men, he admires the "Godfather"'s style of conduct.Even if it's just work, it's impossible to say that you don't have feelings for this old man.

"The enemy this time is different from usual." After a while, Qiao Huan said, "We must be extra careful."

"It's all up to you." Don Corleone adjusted his upper body, then sank deeply into the sofa, crossed his hands on his flat stomach, and closed his eyes.

After following the "Godfather" for many years, Qiao Huan knew that the old man wanted to rest.He exited the room without making any sound.

Back in his lounge, he took off the big sunglasses that were wider than his face, and turned on the tap to wash his face.The mirror reflected a pair of thick eyebrows that seemed to be drawn with a brush, and eyes that looked like a thin line.Dark brown pupils, reminiscent of some large hibernating animals.

No matter from which level, this face is not handsome, and even reveals the ferocity of a wild animal.Yet he never lacked friends.There is a kind of reassuring temperament in her body. When she was about ten years old, Qiao Huan discovered this, and soon learned to use it skillfully.Even if Kamijou and Zexis don't like each other, he can become a mutual friend of the two, and he will not be blamed by either party.

While at the monastery, Hiroshi Kamijou and Zexis were both physically weak and easily bullied types.But the two have quick brains and have unique specialties.Kamijou's intelligence gathering ability, Zexis's musical talent, and experts in the field are far behind.So when the two were bullied, Qiao Huan stepped forward to protect them.Since he was a child, he has shown outstanding talents in all aspects, and his physical fitness is good. Other children respect and fear him.Taking action to protect Kamijou and Zexis, two weaklings, would have questioned his prestige, but won them their loyal friendship.

Although the protection of these two people has the consideration of winning people's hearts, it is more out of Qiao Huan's nature.For talented weaklings, he couldn't leave them alone.

A few hours ago, Qiao Huan received a call from Kamijou.Unlike his usual calmness, Kamijou's voice sounded urgent and anxious.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Huh? Good. What's the matter?"

"Listen to me, get out of the 'Godfather' as soon as possible."

"What are you talking about, aren't you awake?"

"I don't have time to joke with you!" Kamijou almost yelled, "Leave ten old man's side as soon as possible, as far away as possible! Otherwise, no one can save you!"

"Wait, what's the matter? No matter how much you raise the volume, I don't understand. Say it carefully from beginning to end, and I'll listen."

"...To put it simply," Kamijou's tone softened, "Ten Old Man will be killed."

Kamijou said that the Phantom Troupe who attacked the auction would hire killers to kill ten old men.As the bodyguard of the "Godfather", if Qiao Huan was present, he would inevitably be in danger.

"Your 'lease' should be up. There's no point in staying there."

"The expiration is after the auction. Until then, I'll be here. It's my job."

"Go to your sister's job!" the other end of the phone snarled.

Qiao Huan was silent for a moment.

"This news is serious. If it turns out to be true, Don Corleone should be informed."

"There is no time to prove, and there is no time to notify. They hired the Dadike family. As long as they pay the money, they will complete the task no matter what. Even if the old man moves to the bottom of the sky, even if he chases them to the bottom of the sky, the Dadike family will find them Come out and kill."

"That's a really bad deal."

"Get out of there quickly and go to Lingong Airport. Don't take a car, it's easy to get stuck. From there, take an airship to Port Chris, and I'll contact you later. Hurry up!"

"Hey, Crow's Eye..."

"What?"

"I'm not leaving. Until the auction is over."

A moment of silence.

"The legendary beating enemy family. If I am lucky enough to meet you, even if I die, I will die without regret."

Rapid breathing could be heard over the microphone.

"Also, I don't necessarily die. I have this confidence."

"You...you idiot!!!"

The roar made the eardrums hurt.Despite this, Qiao Huan never took the phone away from his ears for a moment.

"Don't worry. When I get the bonus, please go to You Kexin's most famous coffee shop."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Huan unilaterally hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

In terms of combat effectiveness, ten old men are just ordinary people.However, as a ten-year-old man, Mr. Corleone can be said to be a "brilliant" weakling.For talented weaklings, he couldn't leave them alone.

Instinctively.

Today is September 9rd.The third day of Youkexin Auction.

Tonight, the ten old men will gather together to discuss strategies to deal with the Phantom Troupe.

In the lobby outside the meeting room, the bodyguards of the ten old men were gathered.Qiao Huan scanned the audience calmly.Except for the bodyguards of Rafael's family, they are all familiar faces.

Not long ago, old man Raphael's son Boman was assassinated.Xeksis was suspected of having something to do with this, and lost Raphael's trust.For this Youkexin auction, Zexis did not come with old man Raphael, which is the best proof.

"Long time no see, young man. You are still so energetic."

The person who came to talk to me was Kuroki from the old man's house in La Roye.He maintained a professional and enthusiastic smile, with several grooves on his dark and thin cheeks.

"Where, Mr. Kuroki is." Qiao Huan showed his white teeth, "Is there any progress in Mrs. Laroyer's matter?"

Kuroki shook his head slowly and stiffly.

"The auction item disappeared without a trace together with the guests. I'm afraid Madam also..."

"That's too bad."

Kuroki lowered his head, turned his eyes to the polished leather shoes, and suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if it was inconceivable that the shoes were his own feet.

"However, the master firmly believes that she is still alive. I also feel this way, Madam must still be alive."

"Madame Laroyer is no ordinary person."

Kuroki narrowed his eyes and smiled, then shifted his gaze from his leather shoes to the center of the lobby.There stood a marble clock.Not an old style, but rather well made.The hollowed-out black hour and minute hands indicate 59:[-].Soon, a low chime came from the lower part of the clock.The voiceprint like water waves echoed in the spacious hall.

It's exactly eight o'clock.

The side door on the left opened.A lean young man in a black suit came in, walked quickly to Hei Mu, whispered, and glanced at Qiao Huan.The wrinkles at the corners of Kuroki's eyes folded together, he nodded slightly, and left the room with the young man through the side door.

Kuroki's departure caused quite a commotion among the remaining nine people.After following the old man La Roye for decades, Kuroki has always been alert and cautious.What is so important that Kuroki, who is a bodyguard, can leave without authorization?

Big Yagi Snow Night.

For the first time, what appeared in Qiao Huan's mind was the figure of the "Queen" of the monastery.

Before he could think deeply, the side door opened again.This time only Kuroki was alone.Like the lean young man in black suit just now, he walked quickly in a straight line.But this time, the end of the straight line is none other than Qiao Huan himself.

"Natalie made a big noise downstairs, saying that she has important information about the safety of the tenth old man."

Qiao Huan raised her eyebrows, "Troublesome woman."

Kuroki gave a meaningful smile.

"It's really troublesome. She specified that she must tell you. Because you represent 'Godfather', and 'Godfather' represents ten old men."

"What do you mean, you want me to go down and meet that messy young lady, be as obedient as a servant, listen to her unreasonable delusions, think carefully, believe it, and be grateful to her?"

"Young people are full of energy... Before I say anything, you can come up with a bunch of them yourself." Kuroki tugged at the black bow that was washed white at the neckline, "How to say, she is also the master's niece, Mr. Corleone's." Granddaughter. Since I want you by name, I can’t leave it alone. In my opinion, I’ll give her 5 minutes. This is the biggest concession we can make. No matter what happens after that, let the people below handle it. Your opinion how?"

Qiao Huan thought for a moment, his wide and flat chin swayed about ten degrees.

"Five minutes." He grinned.

Kuroki led Qiao Huan to the VIP lounge on the first floor of the hotel.It is said to be a lounge, but it is actually a suite with a living room, kitchen, dining room and bedroom.If there is no gold-plated nameplate on the door, it can be regarded as the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

Natalie sat in the middle of the big bed, wearing a silk nightgown, with a dull expression.The moment she saw Qiao Huan, she rushed towards him like a toy that had just been powered on, like a traveler in the desert rushing towards an oasis.

Qiao Huan turned slightly to avoid her.Natalie slammed her head against the wall, screaming in pain.

Suddenly, with a click, the door closed.

"I'll leave it to you, Natalie." Kuroki's voice came from outside the door.

Qiao Huan ran to the door and turned the handle.It was locked.

The strong smell of perfume hit.The woman's soft waist leaned over, her cream-colored arms embraced Qiao Huan from behind, and her bright red fingertips were embedded in his broad chest.

"Hey, I said handsome guy, it's really cold in here, huh?"

"I'll help you with this," Yukio squeezed Kamijou's hand, "Natalie Lynch will go and trip him. Kuroki will also help."

It was already an hour after Qiao Huan came out of the VIP lounge.

All ten old men were killed.Together with the bodyguards.

Except him and Kuroki.