A Million Possible

"Go back to the room and say."

Zhang Hou looked around vigilantly when he heard this sentence.

Then twisted and walked into the building.

There were only two people in the empty corridor, very quiet.

After confirming that there were no other eyes and ears, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

He pulled out one, stuck it in his mouth, and opened the metal cover of the lighter with a "pop".

After taking a hard sip, he said: "80% is true."

Seeing the pale face of the young man beside him, Zhang Hou sighed.

He understands that he, the Little Brother, doesn't mean to open his mouth and shut his mouth to kill.

But in fact, this reckless appearance is largely to conceal the fear in his heart.

"The special management department has publicly released the news, then it is basically impossible to be wrong. Otherwise, if this side has just announced that it is dead, and the other side jumps out, then what is the official face? So this matter must have been confirmed. Announcement."

"Then you said, he is dead, what shall we do next?"

The youth’s eyebrows are full of unconcealable tension, which is in perfect contrast with the previous "arrogance", "It has been several days, and no one has come to contact us. You said this black party... is it really already? Nothing? Nothing? In other words, will Tris continue to look down? The president must have a list of personnel in his hands."

"Don't panic," Zhang Ho patted Little Brother on the shoulder, soothed him, and said, "That's why I can say that the current time is very special. The president is dead, and I don't know anything about the other leadership.

Even the members in other regions, I don't know at all, we just dazzled our eyes and became abandoned children.

Is it bad? It's bad, but not necessarily.

I've been thinking about this these days, maybe, this is also a good thing. "

"Good thing?"

"Yes, as you said, the president must have a complete list of members.

If Trinity got this list, then empathy would definitely suppress the news first and arrest people according to the list.

But now, the news of President Death is directly disclosed. Your brother and I, the so-called branch president, are safe and sound.

What does this show?

It shows that Trinity did not get the list.

Or it was ruined in a fight, maybe it wasn't with him at all. "

After a pause, Zhang Hou continued, "In this way, I feel that perhaps this matter can become an eternal secret. We shall assume that we have never joined this organization, forget these memories, and start all over again."

"Is this... okay?"

"Why not? No one knows that we have joined. Besides, we didn't do anything for this organization," Zhang Hou said, the cigarette soot accumulated on his fingertips.

He squinted, "I was forced to join in the beginning because of helplessness. What is Black? A puppet supported by foreigners!

This is a thief ship, easy to get up and difficult to get off.

Fortunately, we have not been here for a long time, and we have not done anything in the true sense of selling our ancestors and seeking glory.

Take advantage of this opportunity to get a clean break.

In this way...even if Qiji rushes to the door someday, there is still room for relaxation. "

As he said, the middle-aged man cut off the cigarette, poked the young man’s chest with his yellow finger, and said earnestly: "Do you know why I rarely use the practitioner in my hand? Why never let your hands get blood Huh? Think about it, if you don't leave a back road, there really is no back road."

After speaking, Zhang Hou glanced at the thoughtful Little Brother and said, "Okay, I'll go upstairs to rest, and you can go and rest too."

"I'll send you up." The young man said.

Then, the two went upstairs along the stairs to the lounge.

First arranged for the youth to enter the room, and Zhang Hou chose the next room.

Push the door open, turn on the light, and the room is bright.

Although I used Spiritual Qi to force alcohol out, there is still physical fatigue after all.

Seeing the time, it was too early, so Zhang Hou took off his coat and got ready to go to bed.

However, just when he folded his jacket properly and placed it on the bedside table.

Suddenly, he just felt his brain faint suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a slight noise in the room.

The light went out instantly.

The room plunged into deep darkness suddenly.

Zhang Hou was stunned, turned his head abruptly, and looked at the door of the room!

I saw that in the dark room, the door had been opened for some time.

At the door, a mysterious black shadow was standing there quietly, looking down at himself!

"what!"

Zhang Hou subconsciously panicked and backed away, looking panicked, but the stool in his hand rubbed the floor, making a sharp "creak" sound, which was very ear-piercing.

"Boss Zhang, don't use this little trick, it's useless."

The dark shadow at the door seemed to see through Zhang Hou's small movements, and said leisurely.

Zhang Hou's face sank when he heard this, the panic dissipated on his face, his eyes stared, and he asked, "What happened to you, Little Brother?"

His Little Brother lives next door, the second-rank Cultivation Base, and also his personal bodyguard. Compared to outsiders, he obviously trusts his family more.

It stands to reason that with such a loud noise, Little Brother should have arrived long ago, but now there is no movement. It is easy to tell that something has happened.

"He? Don't worry, it's okay, just not very obedient, so let him sleep for a while."

Cheng Lin's voice was leisurely. After thinking about it, he added thoughtfully, "It's just a coma."

Zhang Hou heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but still did not dare to be careless.

After speaking, he only heard the figure sneered at the door:

"Business? Isn't it?"

With that said, Cheng Lin, who was wearing a black sweater, sunglasses and a mask, slowly walked into the room, reached out and pulled a chair over, blocking the door, and then Shi Shiran himself sat on it.

The light in the room is dim, fortunately a little starlight is cast in from the window, so that the room is not completely obscured.

Zhang Hou had calmed down at this moment, feeling that the other party was not hostile. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and wanted to sit down and talk to the other party.

However, just when he was about to take a seat, he only heard the black shadow snorted coldly: "Did you sit down?"

There was a hint of Spiritual Qi mixed in this "hum".

For Zhang Hou, an ordinary person, it is enough to cause him physical fear and tension.

Seeing this middle-aged man's panic, Cheng Lin suddenly laughed again and said, "Just kidding, this is your site. If you want to sit, it's okay, right?...Chairman Zhang?"

Zhang Hou was already at a loss for the stranger's intentions. At this moment, he suddenly heard the other person spit out the name "Chairman Zhang", but his concentration was so unusual that he couldn't help changing his color, "You...you are..."

"Who do you want to ask me? I still want to ask President Zhang what exactly does it mean?" Cheng Lin deliberately made a harsh look, deliberately leaking the fourth rank breath to add momentum.

His tone suddenly became cold, like the wind of winter, poured into Zhang Hou's ears:

"I accidentally heard the conversation between the two of you before. Well, as expected, when the former president died, the people underneath were really restless.

Still wanting to leave the organization?

What to say... Let this be an eternal secret?

Haha, President Zhang, President Zhang, what do you want me to say about you?

Innocent?

Still stupid?

You look like a shrewd person, how can you say something stupid? "

After a pause, Cheng Lin deliberately lowered his face, and said another tone in his tone, "Do you really think...you can leave the organization? You should know that in any organization, treat traitors... are never soft!"

"Puff!"

As soon as Cheng Lin's voice fell, Zhang Hou finally couldn't resist the fear in his heart. Under the suppression of the fourth rank Cultivation Base, an ordinary person almost had difficulty breathing, especially when he heard Cheng Lin's words, why didn't he understand?

This clearly means that the organization has come to the door!

This person said that "the former president died", which revealed two important messages.

First, the president is indeed dead, completely dead,

Second, a new person has taken over the top leader of the black organization.

If there is no accident, it is very likely that it is the one in front of you!

Thinking of this, Zhang Hou thumped and knelt on the ground, with a panic expression on his face, and said in a trembled voice: "Don't dare, don't dare, this is just a misunderstanding... I wonder if you are..."

Cheng Lin saw that own intimidation had a very good effect, which was quite gratifying.

Secretly praised own acting.

He cleared his cough and found the feeling of "big villain".

He leaned back on the chair and said softly:

"I... I am naturally the new president."

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