After the two got in the car, Ming Zeye didn't ask Nagasawa Balioko's address, but just randomly chose a direction and drove away.
After driving for a while, Mingzeye slowed down.
Nagasawa Yaryoko tightened her seat belt and praised: "Your driving skills are amazing. You can compete with me in driving a motorcycle. Someone is watching us in the coffee shop?"
"clever."
"Is the poison fake?"
Before a smile appeared on Nagasawa Balioko's face, Mingze Ye said coolly: "It's true."
Nagasawa Yalioko resisted the urge to hit someone and said, "When will you give me the antidote?"
"Join my force."
"Aren't you a member of that organization?"
"yes."
"Does that make a difference?"
Mingze Ye glanced at Nagasawa Balioko indifferently, and he didn't believe that she could not understand what he meant with her intelligence.
"Okay, my life is in your hands, whatever you say will be yours." Nagasawa Yaryoko waved her hand, the difference is that you are not the boss of that organization yet.
"I have investigated you, and I know that you returned to Japan this time to take revenge on your father. I will help you seize power. I have full control over the arms."
Nagasawa Yalioko was silent for a while. Unexpectedly, Mingze Ye even found out this. She pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "You are really not suitable for being a friend. I'm really afraid that one day you will betray Xiang Huai." .”
"He asked me to save you, otherwise you would be a corpse by now."
"Then I have to say thank you."
"You're welcome."
"So can you give me the antidote now?" It was the first time Nagasawa Yalioko knew that she had such a good temper. This guy was so damn shameless.
"Give it in installments, your answer."
"I'll join, but I've agreed in advance that I can't do murder and arson. Can I just be in charge of intelligence?"
"You've never killed anyone?"
Nagasawa Yaryoko touched the scar on her face and said with a smile: "How could it be possible that I haven't killed before, but I don't like to fight and kill."
Mingze Ye threw a small bottle to Nagasawa Yalioko and said: "It is enough to take it once a month. I will not force you to do anything. This is just a small means to prevent you from betraying me."
Nagasawa Yaryoko looked at the small bottle in her hand and joked: "This medicine doesn't even have a production date. Is it not expired?"
Ming Zeye ignored Nagasawa Balioko and found an open space to park his car.
As for whether the medicine has expired, he really doesn't know. Anyway, it is a weak medicine selected from the base given by Ming Heyu. It can cause mental weakness and physical decline, leading to chronic death. Even if you go to the hospital, you can't find out the problem. .
Ming Zeye knocked on the steering wheel and urged: "Get out of the car."
"Hey, didn't you say you wanted to take me home?"
"No time."
Nagasawa Yalioko whispered "tsk", and while opening the car door, she muttered in a low voice: "Sure enough, the more handsome the man is, the less trustworthy he is. Men's mouths are so deceptive."
"Wait a minute." Ming Zeye stopped Nagasawa Balioko.
Nagasawa Yalioko stiffened and immediately changed her words: "Boss, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"People from the organization will keep an eye on you for a while. Don't do anything unnecessary, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
Nagasawa Yalioko smiled and said: "Yes, I cherish my life. Let's compare our driving skills together when we have time."
What answered Nagasawa Yalioko was a gust of cold wind and car exhaust. The car had already disappeared into the darkness.
Nagasawa Yaryoko touched the scar on her face, her eyes slowly filled with excitement.
Can we finally uncover the tip of the iceberg of that mysterious organization? But Ming Zeye seems to be very ambitious.
I hope that guy can become the final winner. After all, she and he are both prosperous and devastated.
…
At twelve o'clock in the morning, most people have already fallen asleep.
While Chris was having a sweet dream, he felt something pressing against his head.
He opened his eyes drowsily and saw a tall black figure sitting in front of his bed, holding a pistol in his left hand and pressing it against his head.
Chris was so frightened that he woke up instantly. His breathing became rapid for a moment, then he calmed down and thought about countermeasures in his mind.
The "click" sound was very harsh in the silent darkness.
Chris heard that it was the sound of a bullet being loaded. He didn't hesitate, and instantly shot forward to grab the gun in the shadow's hand and catch him off guard.
However, before he could touch the gun, his hands were grabbed by a big hand.
"Is this the result of your training these days?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Chris was stunned for a moment: "Teacher?"
Ming Zeye put the gun against Chris' chin and said in a different voice: "Did you let down your guard just when you heard a familiar voice?"
Chris said with certainty: "Because I'm sure you are the teacher."
"Why? Voice? Or appearance?" As he said that, Ming Zeye turned on the bedside lamp.
Chris looked at the unfamiliar brown-haired man in front of him and hesitated for a moment. He looked into Ming Zeye's eyes and shouted firmly: "Teacher."
Ming Zeye did not deny it this time: "Reason."
"The eyes, sometimes the way the teacher looks at people is very special, like..." Chris thought about the adjectives for a while, and continued: "Instead of looking at his own kind, he looks at a dead thing. It's so cool."
Ming Zeye touched his eyes. It seemed that he should pay attention to his eyes when he disguised himself in the future.
"You became much more lively after Gwyneth disappeared."
Chris' eyes darkened: "You can't always rely on others."
"Well, the reaction is okay, but the vigilance is too bad." Ming Zeye let go of Chris, picked a list from his body and placed it in front of Chris.
"These are relatively simple mission targets. I will register a killer identity for you later, codenamed Douma. After these missions are completed, if you are still alive, this codename will truly belong to you."
"Yes, are they all going to be killed?" Chris' hand holding the list was shaking with excitement.
Hearing Chris's question, Mingzeye said calmly: "You have one last chance to regret now. If you kill someone, you can't go back."
Chris held the list and looked at Ming Zeye's eyes suddenly glowing with excitement, and his tone was full of excitement: "Please don't worry, teacher, I will definitely kill all targets." Killers and stuff, it's so cool!
Ming Zeye turned his head, not looking into Chris' eyes, stood up and asked, "How's your luck lately?"
Chris's ability to survive to this day despite bad luck can be considered a kind of strength.
"My luck suddenly became very bad in the past few months. I would encounter car accidents when I went out. But then Hongzi gave me a lucky gem, and I rarely had bad luck." As he said this, Chris took out the handbag hidden in his collar. gemstone necklace.
Mingzeye picked up the gem reflexively and looked at the moon outside the window. There was no reaction. It seemed that it was not the Pandora gem.
Ming Zeye put the gem back into Chris' collar and said, "Don't let your guard down at any time. If I were the enemy, you would be a corpse now."
"I understand that if this happens again, my gun will be pointed at the intruder first." Chris said calmly, with confidence in his tone.
"Then I'll wait and see, good night." After saying that, Mingzeye turned off the light for Chris, turned around and left through the window, as if he had never appeared before.
