Apocalyptic Forecast

The meeting room in Luming Pavilion was silent.

　　 Not only Nanbu and his subordinates behind him, but even the other participants' eyes widened in astonishment, and a cold air burst in the back of their heads involuntarily.

　　 It seems to see someone driving a car and robbing the food reserves of the Yizhou Giant Panda Base...

　　 The big tengu is almost calling a good guy.

　　 Originally, he thought he would be able to see his lips and tongues, fighting openly and secretly, but he didn't expect that Huai Shi directly saved the steps, and quickly moved forward to the full liquidation.

　　 And I have to come to Luming Pavilion to do it myself, kill myself and give Huaishi the whole job!

　　 Is there still this kind of operation?

　　 This is no longer a face-riding output, directly losing power and insulting the country.

　　 If you dare to nod in the south, let alone other people, the people below will probably start singing ‘Miluo Yuanshui Ran Pai Bo’ directly, or they may directly punish his family.

　　 For a moment, he stiffened, and his original movement of bowing his head and subduing softly stopped in place.

　　 And Huai Shi, as if she also noticed the angry eyes behind Nanbu, and nodded clearly: "Indeed, it would be a bit too cruel to let Nanbu-san take care of his subordinates..."

　　 "Please also, raise your hands high."

　　 The southern expression twitched violently, and he lowered his head stiffly, squeezing out a reluctant smile, to please. Asking prices all the time, paying back the money on the ground, it is nothing to be ashamed for a while, as long as everything can be wiped away, it is easy to say.

　　 "This is not impossible."

　　 Huaishi glanced at the old man who bowed his head and told him: "But, I have to apologize, Mr. Nanbu. You are so humble, I thought I did something wrong..."

　　 "……"

　　 Nanbu lowered his head, stiffened for a long time, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, it's all the old fault!"

　　 And Huai Shi, as if not heard.

　　 just turned around in confusion, and looked at the people around: "I don't know much, is the apology of Yingzhou people like this? Why is it different from what I heard..."

　　 Dead silence, a long dead silence.

　　 The southern part seemed to be petrified, the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, and he clutched the robe on his knee. After a long time, he slowly got up, and knelt on the ground amidst the sorrowful shouts of his subordinates.

　　 He closed his eyes.

　　 With both hands on the ground, head down.

　　 Take a seat in the soil.

　　 "Please, forgive me."

　　 In this conference room, only the sound of a teacup falling to the floor is so harsh.

　　 All the participants looked at each other, never expected to see such a wonder, even the big tengu’s wine leaked from the corner of their mouths. In this battle, he has lived so old, but he has never seen it...

　　 Under the sunlight outside the window, Huai Shi sat on a chair, bowed his head, overlooking the kneeling figure apologizing.

　　 There is no complacency or mockery at all.

　　 Calm as always.

　　 just nodded.

　　 "Very well, if you know what is wrong, I don't need to say more about the rest." He pressed Nanbu's shoulder and said with relief, "Just follow the Yingzhou tradition--"

　　 said, he reached out his hand behind him.

　　 Yuanyuan took a step forward and handed the gift that Huai Shi had brought.

　　 A slender wooden box with elegant workmanship and exquisite decoration. After opening, it reveals the brocade laid out inside, as well as a knife forged by Huai Shi himself.

　　The special gold-finished steel from the Tanba Smelter is selected, with inlaid gold and beautiful jade, and the pure white shark skin is spotlessly clean.

　　 is indeed the best choice for home trips and gifts to relatives and friends.

　　 At this moment, it was sent to the dull face of the south.

　　 is accompanied by Huai Shi's command.

　　 "——C-section, Mr. Nanbu."

　　 The silence was broken. Someone slapped the table angrily, got up, and wanted to scold him angrily, but when Huai Shi looked up, the moment he looked at the past, he was frozen by the cold vision.

　　 is not ferocious, nor angry, but calm, like a dark abyss, reflecting every trembling soul, freezing the words he wants to say.

　　 was stiff in place, dare not move anymore.

　　 "What?"

　　 Huaishi asked, "Anything?"

　　 No one responded.

　　 Since he stepped into this conference room, those murderous intentions brewing in his chest have not concealed, and they have been exposed from the gaze, warning everyone who dares to interrupt.

　　Who moves and who dies!

　　 He came here today, then he must die. Otherwise, is it coming here to pretend to be a posture and teach others the principles of benevolence and forgiveness?

　　The truth is already over.

　　 It should be time to settle the accounts now!

　　 Even if it's a minute, a bit, a bit...

　　 Huaishi lowered his head and looked down at the opponent at his feet, and reminded him coldly: "Mother Nanbu, it's time to show off the samurai style. Don't let people down!"

"me……"

　　 Nanbu stared blankly at the knife in front of him, his lips murmured, unable to make a sound.

　　 He wanted to ask if Huai Shi was crazy, do you want to start a war? But when he saw those eyes, he understood the answer.

　　 There is no room for these neuroses!

　　 will not give him other choices...

　　 Either he died here today, or the two sides will start an all-out war,

　　 But when he turned his head sluggishly and looked behind him, he found that there was no voice in the silence, and no one even stood up to defend him.

　　Only the indifferent view from the deepest part of Luming Pavilion.

　　 He finally realized it and smiled bitterly.

　　What can I say now?

　　 Apart from that, is there any way to avoid this unrighteous battle caused by the Yingzhou Genealogy? Is there any way to preserve one's own family?

　　 He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, took the knife in Huai Shi's hand, and drew the knife out of its sheath.

　　 The sharp blade of the blade reflected the decayed face, and he bit between his teeth. Then, his hands pulled open the shirt, revealing his chest and abdomen.

　　 Sit up.

　　 The sound of the blade stabbing was so low that everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, and along with the cross-cutting sound, the viscous liquid flowed out.

"Come!"

　　 Nanbu straightened his body, raised his head, and glared at Huaishi.

　　 Huaishi was indifferent, just waved.

　　 Yuanyuan walked out behind him, drew out the heavy long sword, stepped past, and the moment he passed by, a perfect arc emerged from the sky.

　　 The majestic sound like the world revolving spreads from the sound of swords.

　　 The solemn iron light cut off the last bond.

　　 illuminates his muddy eyes.

　　 The fleeting light is so beautiful and thrilling.

　　 "It's so beautiful..."

　　 Nanbu sighed softly, his old body crawling on the ground, no more sound.

　　 Only the blood spread silently.

　　 A dead silence.

　　 Yuanyuan's wrist moved slightly, shaking off his blood, retracted the sword into the box, and returned to the teacher's back.

　　 Her work is finished.

　　 For a long time, in the silence that was left with heavy breathing, Huai Shi waved her hand, wiped off the blood drop on her cuff, and finally retracted her gaze from the ground.

　　 There was no rampant laughter, and no indifferent spurning.

　　 is just calm.

　　 looked back at the expressions that were either dull or sorrowful.

　　 "Thanks to everyone's wrong love, I have poured so many expectations into me that I shouldn't have. So that, I always want to teach me some principles to behave in the world..."

　　 He said softly, "You may think that I am the same as you, but in fact, I am different from you. I never thought of playing games with you.

　　 There are more important things and more work worth devoting to complete in this world. Unfortunately, you are not included in it. I hope everyone can do it for themselves. "

　　 "At the end, I wish you all a long time."

　　 Huai Shi got up, helped the collar, and politely nodded goodbye: "I'm missing."

　　 Just like that, he stepped over the corpse on the ground and pushed the door to leave.

　　 The decayed ancient door closed behind him, like thunder.

　　 Passed through the crowd gathered in front of the door, stepped down the steps, and went unimpeded all the way.

　　 After that dark car disappeared at the end of the mountain, above the sky, the huge scope sign covering the entire Luming Hall gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace.

　　.

　　.

　　 In the same afternoon, the rest area in the headquarters of the Astronomical Society in London on the border.

　　 Under the clouds, the drizzle continued.

　　 "It's raining again, no matter how long you can't adapt to this kind of weather."

　　 Russell sighed lightly, retracted his gaze from the window, opened the chair of the cafe, and said to the waiter: "Black tea, a little stronger, a tiramisu, thank you."

　　The waiter nods and leaves.

　　 On the other side of the table, the man reading the newspaper raised his eyes and looked over: "Mr. Russell, there are many empty tables here."

　　 "Come together, it's okay, it looks lively, isn't it."

　　 Russell smiled, full of enthusiasm, just gaze, always falling to the other's throat-that little cracked scar, "Mr. Rene, I always think we should increase our friendship to avoid some misunderstandings."

　　 He paused, and his smile became mocking: "Lest some people... ask for trouble."

Rene looked at Russell indifferently for a moment, folded the newspaper in his hand, and just said: "If I were you, I must be ready to face the questioning meeting, instead of running to others to show off. Yingzhou is already halfway through. A serious protest and condemnation were submitted to the Central Decision-making Office a few hours ago."

　　 "It's okay, I also submitted it, and I was 15 minutes earlier than them."

　　 Russell shrugged nonchalantly, and scooped up a spoonful of dessert: "Besides, there is also the illegal operation of Yingzhou General Administration Bureau. The decision-making room will definitely give me an explanation... I hope you are also prepared for the questioning meeting.

　　Hey, when you say we should get together, maybe we can copy each other's papers or something, let me tell you, it's happy..."

　　 René frowned, looked at him indifferently for a long time, and then slowly said, "The affairs of the Yingzhou branch are privately decided by subordinates and have nothing to do with me."

　　 "The point is, this is'your' subordinate, right?"

Russell sighed softly: "You really did not live up to your Yingzhou surname, Lei's internal leader, is this because of the bloodline or the same style... When facing the request, he said nothing and pretended to be advanced, and then let his subordinates Let’s try to figure it out. If something goes wrong, it’s really not a good habit. You should pay attention to it.”

　　 "Isn't it your disaster sword that stands up on all sides?" Rene sneered, and sneered at each other, "You will never have friends in everything, Russell."

　　 "The Utopia never needs that kind of waste friends, only their obedience."

Russell sneered, "Look, this is the difference between us. You always think about everyone and kindly, holding your little hands together to live freely in a beautiful world... What kind of second thorn ape is this, isn't it? Sashi has gone too far?

　　 You will never correct yourself when you make mistakes. You always need to work in the middle...In this way, the trash will roll back into the trash can by itself.

　　 Only one person was killed. You call it like you met a chicken in a slaughterhouse, but if necessary, you should kill more. Please don't think that Huai Shi is so talkative, just think that we are a charity organization, OK? "

　　 "Issue the yellow pages without approval, forcing the decision-making of the administrative bureau, breaking into the headquarters of the Yingzhou lineage and forcing a heavy minister to commit suicide... This has affected the stability of the current situation."

　　 Rene reminded in a cold voice: "I hope you can recognize the seriousness of the matter, Russell, the decision-making room will not play with you."

　　 "As an educator, I have to say that this is a really thought-provoking story that can be written into a textbook-it tells us a truth vividly and profoundly."

　　 Russell looked at him, and said pityingly, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished."

　　 "Are you threatening me?" Rene frowned.

　　 "Of course not, it's just a friendly reminder." Russell shrugged, "After all, Tanba is there. We need to live in harmony for a long time."

"I hope so."

　　 Rene picked up the coffee, drank it, and beckoned to the waiter: "Pay the bill."

　　 "Please sign here, sir." The waiter handed over the bill.

　　 "Ah, let me do it."

　　 Russell stretched out his hand enthusiastically, drew the pen from René's hand, and then, smoothly, thrust it into his neck.

　　噗.

　　 There was a soft sound.

　　 Amidst the harsh screams of the waiter, René's eyes widened, and his head looked down with difficulty, and he saw the pen that was immersed in him and the palm of his hand holding the pen.

　　 So stable.

　　 The blood spurts out.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the pain struck!

　　 "Just take it, a little lesson, Mr. Rene."

　　 Russell released his palm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ picked up the napkin and carefully wiped the blood from his fingertips: "I think about it, if there is any truth in this story that needs to be remembered by children, it should be..."

　　 He bent down and whispered in René's ear:

　　 "——Don't even think about moving my students, don't even think about it!"

　　 "Whhhhhhhhhh..."

　　 René lay on the table, convulsing hard, but no matter how he called, there was no healing light from the sky, as if he had been forgotten.

　　 Except for the limp waiter, no one even noticed!

　　 He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he could only cough violently. He coughed up a large swath of blood on the pure white tablecloth, and the coffee cup fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking was so clear.

　　 And Russell, just quietly overlooking.

　　 Let the spasm palm keep pulling on him, watching him suffocating in his blood bit by bit, expressionless.

　　 After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out the pen, casually, and threw it in front of his eyes.

　　 with blood.

　　 The lie was removed, so this messy corner finally returned to the coffee shop, triggering a stunned look back and shouts.

"right now--"

　　 Russell handed over the bill, "You can pay."