Chapter 408

After going out, he didn't care about mingxiner's curiosity. Yin Ziyu took them down the elevator and came to the office of the security department. He motioned others to go out in the curious eyes of Li Jun and others. Then he closed the door, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he said calmly, "stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?"

White takes a look at Shirley, who quickly takes out a small exquisite box from her bag and hands it up. Dimple is like a flower way: "I've been working hard before. Last month, I finally finished it. This time, the craft and fineness are better than last time. The account has been paid by white on his behalf. I know the news of your stay in China, so we have specially escorted you here. "

Yin Ziyu picks up his eyebrows, takes over the delicate small box and weighs it. He thinks it's not heavy. He opens it curiously and shrinks his pupils. He takes out a silver watch from inside.

It is the same as the gold watch on the left wrist. The texture of the watch chain is soft and gentle. It twinkles in the light and gently clasps on the right wrist, making the skin feel warm and caring. However, between the silver light floating, there is a sharp blade looming, sharp and striking.

It's another razor!

This thing was built by the princess when she was alive. Later, when the princess died, the building stopped. Yin Ziyu didn't care about the building any more. I didn't expect that white was a conscientious man. He gathered all the original senior craftsmen together again, tried every means to find the materials, and completed the construction of the second razor.

"Ha ha ha, I didn't expect you to have such a heart." Yin Ziyu is very satisfied with this gift. He shakes his right wrist. He feels that if the left and right hand razors are combined, his combat power will be doubled.

"Don't you try its sharpness?" Shirley said with a smile.

"There will be opportunities in the future." Yin Ziyu said with a smile, "I've accepted the gift. That's the purpose."

White looked at Yin Ziyu solemnly: "king, monster alliance can help you resist all opponents, but we also need you to join us. If you want, the monster alliance can have two bosses! "

This is white's greatest sincerity. For him, dividing power into two is the bottom line he can accept.

Shirley leaned over and said to Yin Ziyu gently, "king, I know you have always been prejudiced against me, but you can see my loyalty to you. I love white and I am willing to die for you. Now it's difficult for the monster alliance to develop. It's surrounded by powerful mercenaries. We need your help! "

Yin Ziyu looked at them and puffed out a cigarette: "how determined do you think the person who personally put out his own light of glory is to quit the mercenary world? I have long been an ordinary person, just want to be a small people. You've got the wrong person

"I don't believe it! You are the legend of the mercenary world, the belief in the heart of all blade, how can you be so irresponsible White was a little excited, and his neck was full of blue veins. Some of them stared at the fish angrily.

"What choice I has is not yours has the final say." Yin Ziyu's face gradually pulled down, "to be selfish, I don't want to die on the battlefield, or even for whom. I want to live a normal life and experience human feelings. What's wrong with that? I've never killed anyone I shouldn't have. I have a clear conscience. "

White still wanted to roar, but Yin Ziyu grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in front of him, saying coldly, "I taught you all your Kung Fu, and you learned your combat skills from me, but you didn't learn my temper. I'll give you two minutes to get out of my sight, or I don't mind taking everything back. "

Shirley quickly grabbed white and said to Yin Ziyu with a complicated face: "I'm sorry, king. He's too excited - he has high hopes for you."

Yin Ziyu didn't want to listen and waved impatiently.

White took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, turned around and left. Shirley hurried up and they left the hall.

Yin Ziyu sits on the chair and smokes slowly. Looking at the new razor with silver on his right wrist, his eyes are not clear.

White two people out of the building, back to the car, angrily patted the steering wheel, roared: "let me down, he actually degenerated into this way!"

"It's not depravity, it's imagination." Shirley sighed. "Sometimes a person's mind changes, and he suddenly makes a completely different choice. King is such a person. "

White shook his head: "I don't agree. There is an old saying in China that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. I believe king is the same king as before, as long as I find the right way to arouse his fighting spirit! "

Shirley: "what method? He is known in the mercenary world as a soft and hard man. Nothing can threaten him. ""With the women around him!" White gritted his teeth.

"It's no use. King is more diligent in changing women than changing clothes. I'm his former bed guest. Do you see how enthusiastic he is to me? " Shirley shook her head. "There's only one woman he really loves. It's a pity that she's dead. So now King is impeccable. "

"As like as two peas, the same looks like the princess?"

"Don't be silly, white. The princess's position in King's heart is unique, and no one can replace her. Even a woman who looks like him. " Shirley patted him to signal that she could drive away.

"But... It's so similar." White's eyes became a little confused, looking at the distant sky, the angel woman flashed in his mind.

The princess is a goddess in the heart of all razors, including white. At the beginning, white was willing to stay with Yin Ziyu as a blade, mainly because of the existence of the princess. So even though the princess had been dead for a long time, white would feel stabbing pain whenever he thought about it.

Seeing Song Yi today makes him feel an urge to be close. However, he also knew that she was not her, but the sight he saw was still out of his control.

Driving disappeared at the end of the road, as for whether or not to leave China, no one knows.

Yin Ziyu came back to the office, as if nothing had happened, playing with his mobile phone.

"Who is it? Isn't it about cooperation? " Song Yi asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm in the wrong place. I've given them a new direction." Yin Ziyu runs the train with his mouth full.

Song Yi really wants to kick this bastard. Is there such a prevarication? Looking at that guy playing wechat without raising his head, I wonder if this kind of loser is really the bull who can turn the tide?

Lingling——

When the mobile phone rings, mercury calls: "brother fish, did you have a good time last night?"