Chapter 650

When people sit in one position for a long time and get used to observing the people around them from a overlooking perspective, they will gradually fall into the illusion that everything is under control. Even after making mistakes, they will be paralyzed and selectively avoid the facts.

Fan Hong has called the wind and rain all his life, but in the end, he stumbled on the most critical issue, and he didn't feel it, which makes him more resentful of the people hiding behind him.

"I won't tell you the name of the master. You don't deserve to know, but you have completed a good task this time. Telling you some of the truth is a reward." Qu Xueli was there. When she mentioned the master, her attitude was more respectful and pious than ever before. Even when she was loyal to the gambling king and Fengyan in the past, she didn't see her so respectful.

Fan Hong gasped for breath and tried to move his numb body. Lengbuding was nailed to his other hand, howled with pain, and hit the iron plate of the cabin. It took a long time to sweat profusely and abandoned the idea of survival. "Even if you want to die, let me understand. What are you willing to kill for me for so many years?"

No one knows more than him how much Qu Xue has suffered these years. Sometimes he just can't see through what the other party wants, so he doesn't dare to entrust him with reuse.

"The meaning of your existence is the same as mine." Qu Xue stepped forward and ran over his foot joints. The cold and hard boots cracked his bones.

"Ah..."

"We are all a move of chess used by the master to achieve Feng Yan."

"Ah..."

"Macao is just a platform for him to test. It took him ten years to break it. It's not too late."

"Ah..."

"Something happened in the middle. Qin Qing joined in and almost destroyed the plan. I have to write more reports after I go back. And you..."

"Ah..."

With a bang, the bullet passed through fan Hong's skull, dyed the silver hair red, and completely eliminated the harsh scream.

In a sudden silence, Qu Xue took back the smoking muzzle and added coldly, "waste has no value."

The smell of blood in the air was strong. Qu Xue sat back in her chair and lit a cigarette to hide the smell.

"Ha ha..." she stared at the light smoke rising, remembered the smell of tobacco on Feng Yan on the rooftop, took a deep breath with fascination, and smiled, "major general, you will soon be mine. Qu Li, that stupid woman, doesn't deserve you."

She and Qu Li are twins, almost carved in the same mold, and even the type of man they like is the same. When she returned home, she took out a photo secretly taken on the battlefield. Qu Li was moved at a glance, designed her and drove her out of her house.

She has been watching the news from the mainland in Macao and knows that her stupid sister did all kinds of stupid things and was finally shot in the head. It is also pleasant to the people.

As for Qin Qing, she still wants those hands, so she can't let her die for the time being

Qu Xue looked at a piece of cigarette ash falling on the ground. Her right hand trembled slightly and frowned discontentedly. Yu Guang suddenly stopped his sight when he caught a glimpse of his fingertips.

She threw the cigarette end to the ground, raised her hand to her eyes in the dark, and saw a thin layer of blue fluorescent powder on the small lines of her fingertips.

She remembers that a few years ago, the sniper camp developed a new fingerprint recording technology. As long as you leave a trace on it, you can find out the origin of your identity. Fingerprints... No, it's the rubber stick!

Qu Xue suddenly opened her eyes and stood up. Then she saw something flying from the distant horizon outside the window of the cabin. She approached quickly at the speed visible to the naked eye. After she saw the face of the thing, the cold mask on her face burst open.

"No!"

In the wailing sound, the whole helicopter was blown to pieces, a mushroom cloud burned in the sky, and the loud noise quickly overshadowed the sound of the waves.

"I always keep the fingerprints of Feng Yue." Feng Yan turned off the picture of the UAV on the tablet and left the bright fire on the sea. He took Qin Qing in his arms and turned down the stairs, blocking the bloody rain all the way behind him.

Qin Qing just wanted to understand why he showed an inexplicable sense of closeness to Qu Xue, easily trusted her in the laboratory and left the driver's position to her.

Everything was planned by him. The man's revenge for three years finally came to an end.

Qin Qing also completed the entrustment to seal the month and unloaded the responsibility on her shoulder, but the mood that should have been relaxed floated and sank in her dream and was wrapped in a layer of fog again.

There are too many things that have not been answered

Zhao's hospital was blocked for three or two days, which made master Zhao very dissatisfied. Today, he specially went to the branch to inspect, found Zhao Yin, who was stationed in the branch, and questioned him.

"Is the hospital your private office? Do you know how much you have to pay for a closed day, Zhao Yin, you'd better give me an explanation."

Zhao Yinzheng turned off the computer and was ready to go out. When he heard the speech, he didn't even raise his eyebrows. "Father, I'll give an answer to this matter later. Now I have something urgent."

With that, he bypassed master Zhao and was about to go out.

"Stop! Zhao Yin, I'm not dead yet. If you don't pay attention to me now, aren't you afraid of me taking back my power?" old man Zhao knocked his crutch on the ground angrily, and his tone became more and more severe.

"Dad, it's too late for you to say this now. I'm letting go. The stall is too big, and no one in the Zhao family can afford it." Zhao Yin grabbed the door handle, and then solemnly shouted dad. The faint pressure on her body is no longer the breath of pure, handsome and gentle in the past.

"You! You really took public tools for private use and poked a big basket." master Zhao's heart mentioned it to his throat, and he was almost angry. "I shouldn't have given my home to you at the beginning."

Listening to the old man's regretful remarks, Zhao Yin moved her eyebrows strangely and smiled, "Dad, I think you'd better stay and get excited later. The guests outside are coming."

guest?

"What guest?" master Zhao was stunned.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yin was in a hurry and didn't explain to him. He opened the door and went out.

Mr. Zhao could only quickly follow behind. When he saw the commotion at the gate of the hospital, he thought it was someone making trouble for revenge and looking for security. Then he saw the next luxury car with a red flag coming in at dusk. The faces of all kinds of ethnic skin coming down from the car were all familiar faces that can often be seen on the news broadcast.

Zhao Yin is right. The stall is big this time.