Chapter 782: Angel of the Night
Ye Mo chose to make a move, because this guy who can't speak actually has stronger insight than ordinary people. He knew that Ye Feng couldn't bear to kill his former brother, and the grievances between them would not be resolved because of tonight's victory or defeat.
The only way to solve it once and for all is that one of them disappears forever, or two disappear forever.
Ye Mo felt that he had done something that Ye Feng was unwilling to do, but had to do!
"Who told you to make a move!" Ye Feng said coldly, and then turned his gaze to Long Ruoxi, he even thought that everything was Long Ruoxi's instructions. Only after recovering did she realize that Long Ruoxi didn't know the exercises, she couldn't have such a fast reaction speed.
Everything can only come from this Ye Mo's original intention.
"He'sāa faithful protector!" Long Ruo regretted Ye Fengdao.
Ye Feng was not in the mood to think about what the phrase "loyal protector" meant, how did he become the master of this Ye Mo. He was in a very bad mood now, Ye Mo's blow just now was actually very fatal, and the possibility of Hua Fei Hua falling into the sea was .......
He closed his eyes and shook his head gently, maybe this man did the right thing, death, this is the best way to end the endless strife.
Dongfang Yuning saw Ye Feng's thoughts, and Hua Feihua was once her friend and collaborator, so she immediately called her bodyguards. Told them to go to the sea to look for them, and see people dead and corpses alive, but she thought that the latter was more likely, and there was basically no hope of survival.
Ye Feng looked in the direction of Xiao Qianchou, Xiao Qianchou was seriously injured, and he didn't even have the ability to sneak attack Ye Feng to commit suicide now.
However, there was still a way for him to sneak attack Ye Feng to commit suicide, he stretched out a hand and directly stuck his neck. With a decisive push on his hand, he can quickly snap his neck cleanly.
He was about to do so, but at this moment, the strong wind hit his wrist and pained, and the hand that was stuck in his neck became sore, and he could no longer proceed.
"Enough, enough to die one!" Ye Feng said coldly to Xiao Qianchou: "You go!" If you can't live a wonderful life like a strong person, live a stable life like a weak person, in short, live well! ā
Without looking back, he walked into Dongfang Yuning's villa with the others.
Long Ruoxi was about to say goodbye to Dongfang Yuning and leave, Ye Feng motioned for her to wait for a while and go together, he had to wait for one thing here: waiting for the salvage results of Dongfang Yuning's people.
There were only two results: Hua Feihua, whose breath still had burns all over his body, or Hua Feihua, who died, and Ye Feng also felt that the latter was the most likely. He felt that his next task was to choose a cemetery for him to rest in.
This was the first killer among the Dragon Emperor Killers to die, and he died because of him.
"You're hurt, I'll ask my family doctor to take care of your wounds." Oriental rain condensation on the leaf wind channel.
"Thank you!"
Dongfang Yuning's family doctor immediately came and helped Ye Feng carefully treat the wound, Ye Feng's injury was not serious, mainly the scratches on the front and back of his left shoulder, which were not too deep, the doctor said that he wanted to stitch it up, but Ye Feng said that he didn't need to.
"Let me come, you go down first." Dongfang Yuning asked the doctor to step down, then took out the jade product ointment and took the initiative to help Ye Feng apply it.
Her technique was quite neat, and the whole process was very fast, and after everything was over, she let Ye Feng sit and wait on the sofa in the small living room, while Long Ruoxi and Ye Mo were in the conference living room outside.
An off-white yacht was moored in the sea not far away, and the sea breeze was a little strong tonight, and it was a reverse wind. Even if an empty ship is anchored on the shore, it will be quickly swept away farther and farther from the shore by the wind and waves.
Therefore, at this time, a yacht moored here seems a little suspicious in itself.
"Plop āā!" The two frogmen jumped into the water, they found the target swept up by the sea, and then the two lifted the target onto the boat and placed it on the cabin roof platform.
A woman stood on the platform on the roof of the cabin, wearing a long white dress, and her long black hair was draped straight down, like a dark cloud hiding behind a white cloud. Under the night light, the golden Venetian mask bloomed with a mysterious and eerie light, but this mystery was far less than the strange light of the pair of eyes in the hole of the mask.
This is a young woman, no matter in terms of age or appearance, she can only be described as a girl.
She definitely didn't feel like a witch, but more like an evil angel with supreme power.
"How is he now? Alive? The woman asked a female subordinate that she was facing away from the person who had been rescued, and it was Hua Feihua who had been rescued.
"There is still breath, but there are at least six broken ribs, a chest injury, internal injuries are not light, and most of the body is burned, and the face is completely ruined." The female subordinate truthfully reported the situation to the master.
The woman slowly turned around and looked at Hua Feihua's face, this handsome face was indeed unrecognizable, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the whole body exuded a burnt smell, mixed with the smell of the sea.
Hua Feihua was already in a state of coma, probably leaving the sea to breathe fresh air, or maybe the cold and pain all over his body had frozen him awake, and he opened his eyes tremblingly.
He saw only a Venetian mask, but soon, his face, which was almost unrecognizable, was distorted to show consternation.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, but his eyes were full of excitement.
Just because, he recognized these eyes! And even in this case, he could be sure that it must be those eyes.
The woman's gaze at him was cold, and then she turned around again, and Hua Feihua fainted again under the severe pain.
"Carry it in and let him live." The woman commanded to her female subordinate.
The female subordinate bowed down and obeyed, and the woman instructed again: Find someone to replace him!
The female subordinate made a gesture of obedience again, and then found a male subordinate, who was very similar in height and body shape to Hua Feihua.
The female subordinate just said something to the male subordinate, and the man immediately obeyed the order and knelt on the ground to receive the death. The female subordinate reached out and hit him in the chest and abdomen, and the male subordinate was killed within a few strokes.
The other men poured some burning liquid on the dead man, lit it, and threw it into the sea.
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"Master, I've found it!" Dongfang Yuning's subordinates came in to report, and Dongfang Yuning immediately told Ye Feng.
The corpse of "Hua Feihua" was placed in the place where he fell into the sea before, Ye Feng just took a brief look, it was unrecognizable and miserable, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
Dongfang Yuning's subordinates found several half-burnt red roses on the corpse, as well as a ring with red rose ornamentation, which were all signs of flowers and non-flowers.
"What are you going to do?" Dongfang Yuning asked Ye Feng.
Ye Feng said: "Find a remote place!" I'm going to keep his ashes. ā
The body was then carried to a remote shore not far from here, where it was set up and burned. In Ye Feng's eyes, the top killer of the Dragon Emperor has really become a waste at this moment, and there are no more flowers in the world.
A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye and dripped directly onto the sand, just a drop.
However, the tears did not come from Ye Feng, but from Dongfang Yuning. This is also a very small possibility, because this is a woman who barely understands what tears are.
"Are you sad?" Ye Feng asked Dongfang Yuning, she shed a tear for this man!
Dongfang Yuning said: "You are the same!" ā
Only she knows that this tear is not for the sake of flowers, but for Ye Feng, who is extremely heartbroken at the moment. This woman can understand what kind of pain this man is in his heart at this time.
Cold-blooded is sometimes one of the labels of Dongfang Yuning, a woman, when his biological parents died, she didn't shed tears. However, at this moment of extreme pain for this man, she once again gave birth to the tenderness that belongs to a woman.
"What I deplore is his way, there are many ways to end everything, but many people think that death is the only way." Leaf wind duct.
Dongfang Yuning said: "Standing in their position, it is difficult to have such a cognition as you. ā
Ye Feng nodded, and Dongfang Yuning asked, "You will choose to forgive him!" ā
Ye Feng said: "Everyone is dead, what's the point of this." I am reminded of what he said before his death: No more killers in the afterlife! He was relieved. ā
A gust of sea breeze wafted by, bringing with it the scorching heat of a campfire, the smell of the sea mixed with the smell of burning corpses.
Suddenly, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling passed through his mind.
"What did your men do with corpses?" Ye Feng asked Dongfang Yuning.
"Why do you suddenly ask this? Isn't it all right in front of your eyes? Dongfang Yu Ning said strangely.
Ye Feng said: "That's not what you mean, I mean how did your subordinates burn it and use gasoline?" ā
Ye Feng suddenly smelled a smell of gasoline just now, this was what he felt was wrong, because Hua Feihua's Fire Shadow Technique couldn't use gasoline, and his burns definitely had nothing to do with gasoline.
Dongfang Yuning asked his subordinates, and the subordinates said that they used a little gasoline, but it was not used on the corpse, but to help burn firewood, and Ye Feng dispelled his doubts.
After a while, everything was over, and Ye Feng took the ashes of "Hua Fei Hua" and put them together with a few red roses and his ring.
"Rest in peace!" Ye Feng said lightly, and then gently swayed the remaining ashes towards the sea.
The fire was still there, reflecting the surrounding sea, and a gray-white yacht was moored not far away. Although it was out of the firelight, it was still possible to see the ship dimly in the night, a person, to be exact.
It was blurry, only a white figure could be seen, and long black hair fluttering in the wind. On the sea in the middle of the night, such a scene looks a little weird.
The gray-white ship was even more blurry in the night, and in the darkness it looked like a long-haired woman suspended on the sea.
And the feeling to Ye Feng was that this woman was standing at the bow of the boat, staring in the direction of his side, and Ye Feng didn't know when this started.
An even stranger feeling then filled Ye Feng, and he quickly snatched a high-beam flashlight from one of Dongfang Yuning's subordinates and shone it in that direction.
However, the woman was gone, and the ship was set up and slowly departed in a direction away from them.