C119 broken bird

In a villa in Moyuz's upscale residential area, a girl with sunken eyes sat quietly in front of a mirror. She quietly listened to a man with golden hair and blue eyes, and her eyebrows gradually furrowed.

After the girl heard the blond man's last words, she grabbed an empty bottle of wine from the table and threw it at the mirror in front of her.

With a "bang," the antique British furniture preserved since the eighteenth century was completely destroyed. Dozens of craftsmen painstakingly wrote down the blood and sweat they had worked hard to create, and once it was destroyed, the shattered lenses scattered to the ground, projecting onto the girl's face, looking extremely horrifying.

The shattering of the mirror evidently did not let the girl calm down, as she turned her head and coldly looked at the golden-haired man, and said: "Jie Ke, so this is how you do things. Other than drinking and gambling with that group of people, can't you use it a little?!"

This girl was Ai Weier, the Ai Weier who started out to be abandoned at the end of the day. After she sent Jie Ke to investigate who Du Chensheng had come in contact with, she found out all over Lin Bai's body, but Jie Ke could not find out Lin Bai's origins no matter what methods he used.

However, even though he was angry, Ai Weier was still a little afraid in his heart. According to what Jie Ke said, that Chinese man in the Police station probably used a technique to make the bureau chief commit suicide. Although Ai Weier knew how to use this method, she couldn't display it anywhere and at will, like Lin Bai could.

"That Chinese man called Lin Bai still doesn't know our plan, right?!" Ai Weier slowly stood up and walked in front of Jie Ke, extending her finger to stroke Jie Ke's handsome face, and asked indifferently.

Jie Ke felt that the girl's finger was like an ice-cold snake moving around his face, and looking back at the terrifying face that had lost its eyes, he couldn't help but lower his head and say softly: "Honorable Sacrifice, from what I see now, that Chinese man probably doesn't know of our plan yet!"

"Jie Ke, why don't you dare look at me? Do you think that my face is too ugly?!" Ai Weier gently caressed Jie Ke's face, and said with a smile that was not a smile.

He looked at Ai Weier's deeply sunken eyes and said flatteringly: "Lord Sacrifice is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in the world. Her face is as tender as a petal, and her hair is as black as ebony.

Ai Weier's hand slowly stroked Jie Ke's carotid artery. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the nails on his fingers cut into Jie Ke's blood vessels like sharp knives, causing fresh blood to spurt out from his handsome face.

Ai Weier reached out her hand to stroke the warm blood that was spewing out of Jie Ke's carotid artery. After she greedily took a deep breath of the blood reeking air, her face turned cold and she said lightly: "For the great plan, I am willing to sacrifice my most beautiful eyes. I can become ugly, but I cannot allow you all to not dare to look straight at me!"

Ai Weier gently pushed out her hand and her body slumped to the ground.

After hearing movement, a robust foreign man wearing a black suit opened the door and walked in. After looking at Jie Ke who had fallen to the ground, he knelt down in front of Ai Weier with one knee, grabbed onto Ai Weier's small hand that was full of veins, and after gently kissing it, he said softly, "My most beautiful Honorable Sacrifice, please entrust this mission to me."

"Continue monitoring that Chinese man." Ai Weier slowly withdrew her hand from the man's grasp and said indifferently: "Constance, no matter how nice your words are, or whether you are my big brother or not, if you are as useless as Jie Ke, then Jie Ke on the ground will be your role model!"

Constance's body trembled as he raised his head to look at Ai Weier in fear.

"What happened? Did you get a call or something?" He Minglin could not help but laugh when he saw Lin Bai's gloomy face.

Lin Bai sighed, looked at He Minglin and whispered: "Uncle He, I finally managed to hide this matter, how about you, pour out everything for me."

"I think the two of you are quite compatible. The old chief's eyes are as sharp as ever." He Minglin laughed, and after lightly flattering his old chief, he ridiculed Lin Bai.

Lin Bai curled his lips, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly realised that there was something wrong with He Minglin's face. After carefully looking again, his brows immediately furrowed. After hesitating for a while, he softly asked He Minglin: "Uncle He, have you felt any discomfort recently?"

He Minglin looked at Lin Bai with surprise, he did not understand why he suddenly changed the topic, "There's nothing wrong with that, my body is still the same as before, but back when I was serving as the bodyguard for the old chief, I suffered some minor injuries during my time in the battle at Old Mountain City, I had become a little rheumatism in the past few years."

Hearing He Minglin's words, Lin Bai lowered his head in thought.

From He Minglin's appearance, Lin Bai could tell that this person had a poor family background when he was young, but after he turned twenty years old, his situation had started to change.

However, how could such a person have a horizontal cut on his forehead, although it was very common in elderly people. However, the Crosscut Mark on He Minglin's forehead was actually the master's attack, which faintly pushed He Minglin's luck in another direction. If he allowed this Crosscut Mark to develop any further, it was possible that his hard work in the previous half of his life would be wasted, and there would even be the calamity of him being imprisoned.

"Lin Bai, since you have come to the Moyuz, you should let the Uncle He show you more of his hospitality. If you have anything to say, just say it to me, and it's inconvenient for you to do so. Just tell that brat Shao Yu, he's familiar with the land of the Moyuz, if you really can't find Secretary Sun, then he's a trustworthy person." He Minglin didn't take Lin Bai's words to heart, and spoke to Lin Bai while beaming.

He Minglin did not mind, but Lin Bai did not mind. From the position that He Minglin was in, it could be seen that he was definitely a pillar that the Liu Family had deliberately nurtured, and was also a pillar of the Liu Family in the future. If something were to happen, it would inevitably involve the Liu Family.

It was rather awkward with phase change techniques, especially for an official like He Minglin who was in charge of a government department. If anyone heard his words, they wouldn't know how gossiping would turn out, so after Lin Bai laughed out loud, he stopped pursuing the matter. He only made up his mind, and started from He Shaoyu's body, to see what He Minglin had done.

"Lin Bai, I heard from Shao Yu that you have a company in Moyuz?" Like all the elders, when He Minglin saw his nephew, he asked about his future plans the most.

Lin Bai hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head and said softly: "It's nothing, just playing."

"Tell me, and I'll see if I can help with anything in your Uncle He." He Minglin's interest was immediately piqued, and he chuckled towards Lin Bai.

Lin Bai shook his head helplessly, and said: "Uncle He, you might really be unable to help with this matter."

"In the Moyuz, is there anything that I, He Minglin, can't help you with?" He Minglin watched Lin Bai play.

Lin Bai thought for a while, then said: "Uncle He, I am doing a Feng Shui business, even if you want to help me, I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

He Minglin laughed bitterly when he heard this, Lin Bai's words were indeed true. The feng shui phasography was a feudal superstition in the eyes of the people, it belonged to the realm of breaking four old records. As a government official, he really couldn't have anything to do with these things.

He Shaoyu watched eagerly from behind as his grandfather chatted happily with his own grandfather. His heart rose to his throat, afraid that Lin Bai would say the things that the two of them had not known each other before. If his own grandfather found out about this, He Shaoyu would probably eat a bunch of broomsticks.

"Never thought of doing anything else?" After He Minglin hesitated for a while, he suddenly thought that if he kept Elder Liu's grandson by his side, with this brat's intelligence, he might have achievements that would not lose to him in the future.

Lin Bai shook his head, rejecting them straightforwardly and thoroughly: "I'm used to wandering around, being a government official is not suitable for me."

"It's alright if you can't get used to it. Being in charge is a blessing for one side, but it's also a fun thing." He Minglin continued to tempt Lin Bai as though he was his uncle.

It was fortunate that He Shaoyu did not hear what He Minglin said now, otherwise he might have just gone to find a hole to fill up and bury himself. He had been looking forward to it every single day, and the good things that his mother had never been able to look forward to, were actually easily taken out by He Minglin as a method to trick Lin Bai.

Lin Bai hesitated for a moment, then looked at He Minglin and softly said: "Uncle He, I don't know if you have ever heard this story before. There is a type of bird that doesn't have feet in this world, so it can't stop, it can only fly around, and when it descends, it will die."

He Minglin slowly nodded.

Lin Bai said indifferently: "I am just that type of bird. I can't fly, I would rather die!"

He Minglin was stunned, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

Freedom seemed to be a pretty good thing!