Chapter 282

A few days later, the plan found an opportunity to tell Li Chi, but was strongly opposed by the youth, "Yan Yi, are you crazy!? I don't know how many times that woman's Kung Fu is more than us. You want to kill her! "

Yan Yi said, "why not? If you are a man, you will have weakness! "

"But -" Li Chi couldn't find words to refute Yan Yi in front of him. For a moment, he was in a state of impatience. After a long time, he recalled his thoughts. "However, on the one hand, we are not familiar with the land boundary here. Secondly, the experts around her are like clouds. Even if she is killed alone, can everyone kill her quietly? If you succeed, we don't even know how to get out! "

Yan Yi's hands support, voice showed a bit helpless.

"We don't have time."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you hear that woman? You and I can only live one. You can see the situation of plum blossom pile duel that day. She can do it if she can say it. "

Li Chi also fell into meditation.

He is tall and tall, almost half a head higher than Yan Yi. In him, some are vigorous and arrogant. He is like a young animal king in the wild. He accidentally wanders into the prosperous place of the world. He is not compatible and despised everywhere. However, the power of his claws and teeth is still immature. He can not analyze the advantages and disadvantages from it, so he can only keep silent and secretly I regret this trip down the mountain.

"What can you do?" After thinking about it, Li Chi has to accept the result of Yan Yi's mouth and can only follow his train of thought.

Yan Yi's face flashed a shrewdness instead, "I ask you, how do you think you look?"

It's not the right time to ask this question.

"What?"

"You, feel, yourself, posture, color, what, like?" Yan Yi repeated it one word at a time, with a serious look on his face. If on weekdays, Li Chi can boast about his own advantages, no one wants to stop him, but at this time --

"still, OK." He felt his nose and answered with reluctance. Before thinking clearly, how could Yan Yi ask such a question, and the second came, "so how do you think I look?"

From the red almost a mouthful of blood spurted out, "I don't think so! No, what do you want to do

Yan Yi raised his eyes, his face was not red, his heart did not jump, his face was calm as water.

"I want seduction."

Next, he made clear his plan, including seeing the masked woman call some disciples who look as tall and strong as Lichi to "give them opportunities". From this, he infers that this woman is not as desperate as it seems. In the past month, there are at least five or six students who have been "specially summoned".

Moreover, Yan Yi and others came to help. The young man didn't communicate with Li Chi a lot. He seemed to know something about the inside story, because he was particularly shocked when he was tortured and killed after he fled. Yan Yi had reason to speculate that the two men actually knew each other.

Witnessing the death of someone he knows in that way will inevitably leave a huge shadow in the youth's heart, but he has no impulse to revenge, which shows that he still retains his reason.

In this case, reason is particularly valuable, and this young man has become the best candidate for Yan Yi's partner.

He met with the boy quietly one afternoon.

A few months of slave life left a clear mark on Qi Nu's body. On his face, the last trace of childishness had disappeared. His eyes were always on guard and his lips were tightly closed. His appearance was even more difficult to be liked. If his facial features were not well-rounded and carefully carved, he would have died quietly.

When the boy came in, he looked no different from other times. He just lowered his head and asked him, "what's the matter with you?"

Only Yan Yi knew that from this young man, he saw the same anger, hatred and fear as himself, which was the basis of their cooperation. They did not mention their own past, and the deepest pain is useless. It will not be weakened or cathartic in the process of pouring out. Instead, it shows the weakness and weakness of the survivors.

Now, they are faced with the same dilemma, the same danger and the same enemy. They decide to take revenge to kill and control violence, but the difficulty is not small. The masked woman's internal skill is very strong, which is far beyond their ability to match.

"May I ask, what did that woman summon you for?"

The young man's eyes flashed a bit of cold killing intention. He couldn't tell who he was. Yan Yi held out his fist and held it in the air. "You may not know who I am, and I don't know your identity. But now we have a common enemy, which is a friend for the time being, right?"

The teenager didn't put out his hand, but he didn't turn around to leave. His voice was not loud, "what do you want to say?"

Yan Yi looked at the young man's eyes sincerely and said calmly, "I want her to die."

This sentence seems to arouse some unpleasant memories of the young man, because her body was obviously shrunk, "we can't kill her.""How do you know if you don't try?" Yan Yi used the most old-fashioned and vulgar but also the most effective way, "or say, you are afraid of her, and dare not try?"

The young man rose abruptly, his face turned red in an instant, "I... I don't even fear to die with her!"

"Very good," Yan Yi said, "you give me a chance, we cooperate, kill her."

His fist was still in the air, and the other side was facing the boy. The boy looked at him with his amber eyes for a long time, and then he stretched out his fist and touched him.

Yan Yi's plan is as follows: since the young man has received the "special care" of the woman, he should find out how the woman's work and rest time is, when to sleep and when to start, and what are the taboos in daily life, which may affect the success of their assassination. What the young man should do is to investigate it clearly in the shortest possible time.

Soon, Yan Yi got a crooked book. It turned out that every time the woman taught Yan Yi's disciples, she might summon the young people. At this time, she might drink a little wine. Once she drank, she was moody. For a while, she would laugh at the young people, and then beat and scold them frequently. She looked like a madman.

Yan Yi's eyes are slightly bright, "that is to say, this woman's drinking capacity is not good in fact?"

The boy nodded. "I guess so."

"I see." Yan Yi asked again, "when will she drink?"

"Juvenile eyebrow tiny frown," this is not easy to say After thinking about it for a while, he choked out another word, "to drown my worries with wine, right?"

"Not bad!" Yan Yi found that the young man had many similarities with him. The two men had the same forbearance and restraint, and they were waiting with a cavity of hatred. They were like two lonely little beasts meeting on the wasteland, but they were in danger.

If he had time, he really wanted to sit down and make a pot of wine with the boy and have a long talk. Unfortunately, he was on the point and had to make a long talk. Yan Yi did not intend to deceive the young man. "You know, in my plan, you are the bait. Although I am the one who started it, I am not sure that I can kill her at once."

"I know, she's strong." The teenager seldom smiles, "otherwise we will not sit here to talk about cooperation."

He did not fully understand Yan Yi's meaning. Yan Yi was slightly stunned. He seemed to be struggling with a suitable wording. Finally, he found that he did not.

In any case, he must let the youth know the truth.

"You may die. When she finally resisted the Jedi, I could only promise to hold her down, but not your father. "

The teenager was calmer than he thought, "I know." When he got up, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under the candlelight. Rao Shiyan Yi had to admit that it was a beautiful, almost impeccable leather bag.

"To live is to earn, if I die..." he took a deep breath, and slowly sent it out, allowing the white fog to disperse in the air, "I would like to accompany my brother. He's alone in the ground, very lonely. "

Yan Yi is surprised to open his mouth. He is completely shocked by this sudden relationship. His younger brother, the boy who died miserably, is his own brother?

If it's yourself, will you be angry immediately? No, it's not just myself, but any teenager of this age would not be so calm, right?

And these are all he can see, where he can't see, how many painful sleepless nights have the youth survived?

"Don't worry, the general trend, we will succeed."