Text Text_Chapter 398: Shame for Men
"What do you mean?"
The woman over there was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "You say, I used death to carry out the mission?" β
"No need to quibble, Zhan Xingshen."
Sister Shen sneered silently, took out the three brass plates from her pocket, threw them gently, and after falling into the palm of her hand, she made a crisp and pleasant jingle sound: "The token of the three wastes in Southern Xinjiang is now in my hand." The three of them were pulled into the organization by you and under your jurisdiction. I don't believe that without your permission, they would dare to come to the mainland to carry out a mission! β
Zhan Xingshen over there didn't speak, just because she could hear that Sister Shen was not bluffing her, but really got the copper plate of the three heroes of Southern Xinjiang and the ID card of the organization.
All the deaths in the organization are only under the jurisdiction of the people who developed him into the organization, and they are in one-line contact.
Even if the god sister is the second sister of the four goddesses of the moon night and stars, and her status in the organization is higher than that of the star god, she has no right, but she commands the death and death under the jurisdiction of the star god to carry out a certain task.
Therefore, the three heroes of Southern Xinjiang can come to Qingshan to kill people, and they can only be ordered and arranged by Zhan Xingchen.
The three copper plates that Bai Ling'er found from their corpses also had her own unique marks.
"Why don't you speak?"
The god sister waited for a moment, and then said, "If you don't consult with us, it's just a matter of using death to kill without permission." But why don't you send capable people to secretly monitor their movements, and once the matter is defeated, take back the token in time, so as not to expose the organization and attract the attention of the highest officials in China? β
"Heh, hehe."
The god sister sneered: "But you sent a waste that is even worse than the three wastes in southern Xinjiang to carry out the task of covert supervision!" After they failed in their mission and died, and the token was taken away - if I hadn't intervened in time, let him get out of here. Hehe, Zhan Xingchen, at this time, your people have been deliberately lured into secretly stalking, and they have found you by extremely cruel means. β
Zhan Xingshen still didn't speak, but the sound of breathing was much more obvious.
Sister Shen's tone became more and more severe: "Have you thought about it?" Your recklessness and sloppiness will lead to the exposure of your identity, which will eventually lead to the organization's years of painstaking layout in the Central Plains, which will be ruined! β
Zhan Xingshen finally spoke, very cold: "When the time comes, of course I will apologize with death." β
"By apologizing for your sins with death, you can make up for the great mistakes you have made?"
"So what!"
Zhan Xingshen's tone became stern: "Flower Night God, I hope you can be sober, you are just one of the moonlit stars and stars, not an elder who can decide my life and death, queen!" Why are you here to point fingers at me and reprimand me? β
Hua Yeshen accused Zhan Xingshen of using death and killing without authorization, but his original intention was to blame her from the perspective of loving her, and then help her find a good excuse to cover up this matter.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Xingshen, who has a cold and arrogant personality, didn't buy it, and turned his face with her.
"Ha, good, good!"
Hua Ye smiled angrily: "Zhan Xingshen, after you became a big star in the entire East Asian region, your wings have hardened, and you don't need me to look at it anymore!" You, so soon, have you forgotten the kindness of me and Sister Luna, who raised you when you were a child? Yes, yes! β
"I haven't forgotten! I will never forget when I die! β
Zhan Xingshen's voice suddenly became sharp: "I will never forget how Sister Moon God died!" She died under a black thorn, a wrecked black thorn! β
Hua Yeshen was stunned for a moment and muttered, "This, so what?" What does it have to do with your unauthorized actions? β
"Why doesn't it matter? Sister God. β
Zhan Xingshen's voice was marked with a clear cry: "Sister Moon God is more like my mother than youβshe died as miserably, and she was killed by that evil black thorn that ran through her entire brain from her jaw to death, without blinking her eyes." I want to find out who the owner of that black thorn is, and I want to break him into pieces, and avenge Sister Luna. β
"I don't have as many connections as you in the organization, Sister Shen, so I can find a reason to mobilize up to 100 million funds. I, I'm just a superficial brilliance, but in fact there are no millions of plays. If I want to find out who the murderer is, I need a lot of money for the campaign. β
Zhan Xingshen took a deep snort over there, and his voice gradually returned to normal: "The big drug lord of the Golden Triangle, entrusted the people of the psychic gang to find me, and offered me a sky-high price to help kill a woman-"
Hanayajin interrupted her, "Do you know who that woman is?" β
"I only care about killing, I don't care who she is."
"Do you know, around that woman, there are masters who can settle the three wastes in southern Xinjiang while pretending to be crazy and stupid?"
"IβI don't know."
"Alas. Xingshen, I know that you have a good heart, and you want to take the job privately and earn money to thoroughly investigate the murderer of Sister Luna. I, in the dark, am doing the same thing. β
Hua Yeshen sighed low and asked, "Have you thought about it?" After Sister Moon God died, the elder and the queen have not moved? It's as if Sister Moon God is just a nobody, and if she dies, she will die, and she is far from qualified, so that the organization can avenge her. β
Zhan Xingshen was stunned: "So, what's going on?" I had never thought of that before. I just thought that the five elders had a bad impression of Sister Moon God, and more than once slandered the queen, saying that after she had to do it, she didn't want to do it wholeheartedly, and the queen didn't want to go to investigate because of her death. β
"Hmph, what about those old things who rely on the old and sell the old, and slander the queen?"
The god of flowers sneered: "The four goddesses of the moonlit night and stars are from the queen's most personal confidants. In the queen's heart, she is closer than those old things, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is like a sister. Queen, how could she let Sister Moon God die tragically and be indifferent? β
"It's just that the queen doesn't dare to act on her own at this moment. In that way, more of the strength lurking in the Central Plains will be exposed. β
Hua Yeshen whispered: "After Sister Moon God revealed her flaws, she didn't know that she had been watched for a long time, so she attracted the punishment of the top masters. After her death, the power she had painstakingly managed for many years completely collapsed and was purged by the powerful departments in Huaxia. Have you ever heard of the Northern Xinjiang tragedy? β
The tragedy in northern Xinjiang was the heaviest loss in the history of the Flame Organization, involving hundreds of people.
These hundreds of people are all under the orders of the moon god.
After the death of the moon god, hundreds of her subordinates fled in a hurry, gathered in a small village in northern Xinjiang, and plotted to cause great damage to Huaxia.
Who would have thought that on the night when they had just gathered in the small village and drove all the villagers out, an entire armored division of the Northwest China Military Region surrounded the small village.
At 10 a.m. that night, dozens of tanks rumbled into the small village, without any purpose, just in a torrent of steel, running everything including houses, trees, hundreds of people, repeatedly.
All the Flame Gangs who tried to escape from the encirclement only ran a hundred meters before they were hit by a storm of bullets - a torrent of steel that was repeatedly rolled over for an hour, and houses, trees, hundreds of people, were all crushed into pieces and sunk into the dirt.
The torrent of steel was evacuated, followed by a large agricultural tractor, dragging a two-person steel plow, turning the entire small mountain village several times and burying all the debris in the ground.
Then, thousands of soldiers planted a small tree in their hands on the land where hundreds of unjust souls were buried.
Then, again, the high-power water pump began to release water and water the ground.
"Hehe, Star God, you know what? Now the little trees in that place are growing quite strong, quite strong! β
Hua Yeshen laughed miserably, and his tone was resentful: "Below, there are hundreds of my brothers' flesh and blood!" Huaxia, Huaxia is too ruthless! Once they find bad signs, they will immediately use the most cruel means to suppress them, and try to protect their hard-won prosperity! β
The god of flowers and nights is laughing here, but the god of the stars is crying in a low voice over there.
She couldn't imagine how cruel it must have been for hundreds of people to be turned into fertilizer alive like this.
But she finally knew that the tragedy in Northern Xinjiang made the queen no longer dare to act rashly.
After the death of the Moon God, hundreds of her subordinates died tragically, so what if the Star God was exposed again?
She, and the forces she has worked so hard to manage over the years, will never end up much better than those people.
Just as Hua Yeshen said, in order to ensure the hard-won prosperity, Huaxia strives to ensure that her people live and work in peace and contentment, return to the glory of the Han and Tang dynasties, and deal with all kinds of harmful forces, no matter how bloody and cruel the means, they can also be used, without any consultation, and never soft!
"Last night, I saw a blackthorn."
Wiping the corners of his eyes, Hua Yeshen said in a low voice: "But I don't think this black thorn can be the one that assassinated Sister Luna." In the middle of the world, there are twelve such black thorns, which are called remnants. Their master, Synthetic Dragon December, had created an undefeated myth many years ago. β
"Dragon December? I'd heard of itβbut it never occurred to me that Sister Luna would die at their hands. β
Zhan Xingshen sniffed and asked, "You see that the owner of the black thorn is the three people who forced me to die in the line of duty, right?" Who is he and what is his name? β
"I'll tell you later, right now that you're in a bad mood, it's best to rest assured and prepare for your next performance. Leave this matter to me to deal with the aftermath. I'm trying to see if I can subdue him - you know that guy anyway. Well, don't ask you anything more. It's dawn, and it's time for me to go. β
Hua Yeshen looked up at the bright sky in the east, deducted the phone, and disappeared into the chaotic bushes.
It's dawn.
The early birds, chirping over the pavilion, went in search of their breakfast.
Far, far away, there seems to be the crowing of a rooster, this must be a lazy rooster who loves to sleep.
Maybe, it stretched its neck and shouted hard, to wake up Li Nannan, it's time to go back to the city to work, what is the matter if you sleep here all the time?
Li Nannan slowly opened his eyes, staring at the top of the pavilion motionlessly, and after half a minute, he sighed softly, turned over and sat down.
The limbs were a little weak, especially the fifth limb, which did not salute the sun when the sun rose, as it used to be, indicating that it was tired last night.
The traces of the fight under the crooked neck tree are not visible at all, and the night wind is the best scavenger.
The night breeze may be able to wipe the mud off Li Nannan's clothes, but it can't wipe off some kind of stain on his pants.
He looked down at the remnants that glistened in the morning sun, and it took him a moment to make sure that what had happened last night was true.
He was brutally abused by the ghost woman again, and he was pushed back into the ancient pavilion.
This is a disgrace to men!