"As I said, I will not let anything affect my current plan, including you, until I achieve my goal."
"Ha ha ha." The God of death suddenly stroked his head and laughed wildly. Even ghosts and insects standing in the distance could hear it clearly. Whenever death made such a laugh, it could only show that he had encountered something that hurt him. In the impression of ghosts and insects, since working with the God of death.
No one has ever been able to hurt him or hit his fragile heart, but now death laughs like this when he is safe and sound. I'm afraid only one person can do it.
Thinking about everything, the ghost insect couldn't help laughing bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that you would be defeated by feelings in a hundred battles. I can't do anything but cheer for you."
Of course, death would not hear the ghost insect's self talk, and the laughter did not stop.
Perhaps because the laughter was too harsh, the mysterious man asked, "what are you laughing at?"
Hearing the question, the God of death stopped, looked at the mysterious man with a look at him and said, "I suddenly feel that what you just said is very funny. You say that you will never discuss private affairs before you achieve your purpose. It reminds me of things that happened a long time ago."
"I remember that at that time, Xu Jie had already won the game. He was 100% sure that he could kill Lin Hao and his party. But you unexpectedly suspended Xu Jie's action at that time. It's really interesting."
Listening to death's narration, the mysterious man was a little embarrassed and did not continue to answer.
Seeing that the mysterious man was silent, the God of death was also very strong in momentum, and his mood had reached the peak, he continued: "there was such a good opportunity at that time, but you chose to give up. Now you say you want to realize your plan. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The mysterious man thought for a while and replied, "it's nothing ridiculous. I just do things according to my own ideas. Do I have to look at you before I act?"
The God of death did not expect that the mysterious man would answer himself with such groundless words. After a brief hesitation, he mocked himself and said, "yes, you really have no obligation to explain your thoughts to me before you act. I just want to know how you see the relationship between us?"
As a result of emotional excitement, the voice of death's last word was much louder. It felt like a thunderbolt, and it was like a huge hammer beating on the heart of the mysterious man.
"I have said this question many times, and I don't want to waste any more words on this issue. Since the Red Army of Tang Dynasty is dead, it is better to leave early."
Just as the mysterious man was about to leave, he was called down by the word of death: "do you want to answer or say that you already have someone else in your heart, that person is Lin Hao, am I right?"
The God of death obviously felt the mysterious man's whole body shaking. She also knew that if she didn't say what she said, she would not show it. However, what the mysterious man said next broke all the conjectures in death's heart.
"As I said, I won't say anything about feelings. The reason why Lin Hao was let go at that time was just to have more stimulation. If Xu Jie could really get rid of Lin Hao and his party, would you still have a chance to appear?"
The mysterious man's words skillfully avoid the problem of death, and the questions in the heart of the God of death become indifferent. Even so, the God of death still wants to know the intention of the mysterious people, so he directly expresses his inner thoughts.
"I've been with you for so many years. You don't know how I feel about you, do you? Even other people in the organization are very clear about my feelings for you. Are you really not going to... "
Before death finished, he was directly interrupted by the mysterious man: "God of death, I don't want to have too much in-depth research and discussion with you on this issue. I have only one idea, that is, to achieve my goal quickly, and there is no way to compare anything else with it."
Death's voice became low: "you don't want to say, or do you always care about my appearance, so you don't say it all the time."
Listening to the words of death, the mysterious man looked at the whole body of the God of death: "this matter has nothing to do with your appearance. Even if the time has passed too long, I still remember that you have become what you are for me. However, all the things can't be mentioned at the same time."
Seeing that the God of death was not talking, the mysterious man did not want to stay longer. Instead, he stood up and said, "this is the end of today's conversation. I hope you can take the rest of the time seriously. In order to avoid exposing my identity, I will not appear again in a short time. Be careful."
With that, the mysterious man turned away without looking back and slowly disappeared in the vast night.
Looking at the back of the mysterious man leaving, the God of death had mixed feelings. He didn't know what to say. He just felt that it was difficult to breathe.
Seeing the God of death so reluctant to give up, the ghost insect came over, put his hand on death's shoulder, and said in a regretful tone: "it seems that your plan has failed again, but this is the most normal thing. It seems that there is no emotion in her heart.""I don't think so. On the contrary, I think it is because of too much emotional bondage that she becomes so indecisive."
Since the problem that the ghost insect considered did not reach the level of the God of death, he could not detect the real thought of the God of death. So he asked, "what do you mean by this? She has never mentioned her own emotional problems in front of anyone. How can you have such thoughts?"
"The more cover up, the more serious a problem can be explained. Maybe she has a favorite person in her heart, but that person is not me."
The ghost insect looked up at the God of death. This was the first time that he had seen the God of death. The lines were filled with sadness and disappointment, which was totally inconsistent with the consistent style of the God of death.
Ghost insect some embarrassed scratched his head: "for the feelings of this aspect I do not know, so I do not know what to comfort you, only know to let nature is the best."
The God of death sneered. Instead of listening to what the ghost insect said, he said in a strange voice: "since she has an idea for Lin Hao, what I can do now is to kill her belief. As long as I get rid of Lin Hao, she will not have such a thought."
The ghost insect was surprised by the words of death. She didn't expect that death would say such a rash thing for her. In order to avoid letting the God of death fall into the whirlpool, the ghost insect suggested: "but now she has not explicitly instructed us to start with Lin Hao. If she doesn't know what to do with Lin Hao, it will only backfire."
"Of course, I know that. Since she doesn't want to start with Lin Hao, we can force her to do it to Lin Hao. This requires detailed planning."
In this way, the God of death and ghosts and insects left the Tang family, a bloodbath shrouded in the sky of Binjiang city with the night, making people breathless.
The next day, Lin Ming, who was still in his sleep, was called up. Lin Ming, who was angry at getting up, complained: "what happened? What time will I get up?"
"Leader, Miss Tang and miss he are waiting outside. It seems that they have something important to discuss with you."
Hearing Tang Wan's name and preparing to sleep in bed, Lin Ming directly sat up, rubbed his eyes, and drove away the scattered sleepiness. His consciousness gradually recovered: "Tang Wan didn't say that he would come to see me this morning. What's the matter?"
Just as Lin Ming was talking to himself, Zhou Luo pushed the door directly into the room. A gust of wind blew through it, and the thin quilt covered by Lin Ming was blown to the ground directly. In this way, Lin Ming's huge body was naturally displayed. This surprised the golden winged bird and Lin Ming himself. He did not expect such a thing to happen.
Lin Ming gave a dry cough to resolve his embarrassment. Then he said, "Zhou Luo, how many times have I told you that no matter where you are, you should knock on the door before you come in. Anyway, I am also the leader of the golden winged bird, and you should give me face."
Zhou Luo was not in the mood to say these useless words to Lin Ming at this time, but said calmly, "get up, everyone is waiting for you outside."
If it's normal, maybe Zhou Luo would have a fight with Lin Ming. But today, Zhou Luo's abnormal behavior made Lin Ming feel very surprised and subconsciously guessed that something important had happened.
Aware of this, Lin Ming also put away the joking mentality, frowned tightly, looked at Zhou Luo and asked, "what happened?"
"The bodies of the Red Army and other bodyguards were found in the Tang family this morning."
Hearing this, Lin Ming's face was full of amazement. He didn't expect that it would be this thing.
"This, how can this be possible? The Tang Red Army is a government official. Who would be so mad that he would attack him, let alone kill all the people without our knowledge?"
"I don't know about this. The specific things can only be found out after the scene. You can clean up and we will wait for you outside."
With that, Zhou Luo left the room with the golden winged bird, leaving Lin Ming in astonishment.
Sitting on the bed, Lin Ming began to think, but there was no way to get an accurate answer. On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Finally, he simply gave up and began to wash up normally.
Because of the urgency of the matter, Lin Ming's speed was also much faster. In ten minutes, he had almost cleaned up. He left the room and walked towards the living room where the people were.
After arriving at the living room, Lin Ming sat directly on the sofa and asked, "what's going on here? Who will attack the Red Army of Tang Dynasty?"
Tang Wan replied: "now all we know is the fact that the Red Army of Tang Dynasty was killed. As for who was killed, or what method and purpose the murderer used, we are not clear about these questions."