Infinite Torture Evolution

After Lin Yi and Shui Ruobing finished talking, they ate lunch and lay on the sofa to rest.

He couldn't fall asleep for a while, and he remembered what happened today.

Is this jigsaw really just letting myself kill Yanying?

It's that simple?

Lin also didn't believe it.

No matter what the jigsaw does, there is a plan, one after another, interlocking with each other.

Lin also didn't believe that the jigsaw just let himself kill Yan Ying.

Holding tightly can bring out such a crazy thing as hijacking two planes and threatening the entire city, so wouldn't it be easy for him to kill a Yanying?

Why do you have to let yourself kill?

Is it just to improve oneself?

In terms of stepping back 10,000 steps, even if it is to improve one's strength, it must have some purpose.

What will be the purpose?

Lin Yi thought about it, but couldn't understand it.

He told the system about his doubts. The system didn't have any right ideas, and only committed two crimes.

"Did the jigsaw fall in love with you? Maybe he is not only a perverted murderer, but also a lover of the same surname. It just happens to see that you are so handsome, and you are forgiven for seeing you."

"Fuck off!"

Lin also knew that he couldn't get any constructive opinions from the system, and he simply ignored it.

When Zuo Yiran came back from a shopping trip, seeing Lin Yi seemed to have something on his mind, he asked concerned, "What's the matter?"

Lin Yi sat up and said, "It just so happens that you are back, help me analyze..."

He said his doubts to Zuo Yiran again. Zuo Yiran thought about it for a while and said, "Did you miss something? You tell me the whole thing again."

Lin Yidang was about to start from discovering the shadow of the jigsaw and come back today. Everything that happened during this period of time, how did you chase the shadow, how to get to the school hall, how to talk to the jigsaw, what he said, everything Said it with Zuo Yiran originally.

Zuo Yiran thought about it for a moment, but found nothing, and asked, "Did you miss something?"

Lin Yi thought about it carefully and said, "No, everything I did was told to you as it was."

Zuo Yiran thought for a while, and said, "This...I can't think of anything. But...the jigsaw appeared for the first time, and this time, it seems that the jigsaw still admires you. He did it. None of these things seem to do you any harm."

Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "It's true. But...I still have to be careful with jigsaws."

...

Just as Lin Yi guessed the intention of the jigsaw, a 541-meter-high building in Magnesium, Manhattan.

This is Building One of the World Trade Center.

The World Trade Center was rebuilt after the destruction of the Twin Towers in the 911 incident.

After reconstruction, it is called the Freedom Tower.

On the top floor of the Freedom Tower, in an office.

A Chinese old man in his sixties, but in a suit and leather shoes, and in a good mental state, was drinking coffee there and staring at the computer screen.

This person is the president of the Datonghui, Zhang Xiaohong.

Yes, the name sounds a bit spicy.

But this is just to make it easy for foreigners to remember.

His real name sounds very domineering, completely worthy of his status as the president of the Great Tongkai.

Aixinjue Luo Hongyu.

At the moment's computer screen, it is clear that the performance of New World Corporation these days.

Next to him, was a woman in her sixties with gray hair, but she was also very energetic.

Moreover, the temperament of this woman is graceful and noble, just like a lady.

This person is Zhang Xiaohong's childhood sweetheart, Zhang Xiaocui.

Definitely, this name is only for foreigners to remember.

Her surname sounded very domineering, completely worthy of her identity as the wife of the president of the Great Tongren Association.

This is a very famous surname in Chinese history: Yehnala.

And her name sounds even more domineering: Yehenala Xiaocui!

At the moment, Zhang Xiaohong looked at the performance and muttered to herself: "Evolution agent has only been officially launched for a few days, and it has only been sold in Shanghai City of China, earning 5 million yuan a day."

Zhang Xiaocui shook his head and said, "It's only five million a day."

"Xiaocui, this is still less? This is just a few days after sales. After a few months, if nine companies in other countries start to sell, at least 50 million will be paid every day. In another six months, in the world Every country has sales outlets, so how much money should I get every day?"

Zhang Xiaohong said.

Zhang Xiaocui shook his head again and said, "It's still too little and too slow. The goal of our Datonghui is not just how much money we make, but we want to control the entire world. In the future world, ordinary humans have been eliminated, and evolution is inevitable. Will rule the world. What we have to do is to control all evolvers. In other words, we will be the kings of this world! We-are-The-King-of-the-world!"

Zhang Xiaohong put down the coffee, shook his head, and said, "Your ambitions are too great. At first, you just asked me to accompany you to the Magnesium Country. Later, you were very interested in science and technology, and you started your own technology company. I’m all happy for you when the company goes public. Later, even if you formed the Datonghui in my name, I have no objection. But now you should be the king of the world, Xiaocui, you..."

Zhang Xiaocui looked at the Manhattan River outside the window, looked at the colorful world below, and smiled: "If I don't do this, how can I be worthy of my surname? The last Ye He, just ruled China. And my Ye Herna is to rule the world!"

When Zhang Xiaocui spoke, his eyes became more and more fierce and his tone of voice became higher and higher.

Zhang Xiaohong sighed and said, "But do you do this, worthy of your name?"

Zhang Xiaocui turned her head and stared at Zhang Xiaohong: "If it weren't for the vows we made when we were young, would I be called by such a hot ear name?"

Zhang Xiaohong smiled bitterly: "It's all my fault, but can we not have that crazy world dream?"

Zhang Xiaocui was about to refute, when Zhang Xiaohong's phone rang suddenly.

Zhang Xiaocui was silent now.

Zhang Xiaohong answered the phone, hummed twice, then hung up and opened the mailbox on the computer.

In the mailbox, there is a video that I just sent.

He opens the video file.

The picture shows a Chinese man in his thirties with red hair and a red windbreaker.

They knew this person, and it was Yan Ying, one of the three special envoys of the Shadowmoon Group.

At the moment, Yan Ying's hand was pinched on a person's neck, and the person's neck was twisted with a slight force.

And this person who was killed was not someone else, but the president of the Shanghai City Branch of their Datong Association China.

Zhang Xiaohong frowned and said, "What's the matter? The people in the Shadowmoon Group dare to move our Datonghui people?!"

Zhang Xiaocui's brows also frowned slightly.

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