Chapter 647 I Miss Him so Much

He made an exception and took Qin Lan out of the supernatural incident and ensured that he survived at the cost of failing the mission. read

At least for him, it was, because he didn't get the final reward, the contract that would appear only if one person survived.

This powerful and cold man saw the shadow of his past in Qin Lan.

And keep him by your side from now on.

For Qin Lan, Gong Zhe is like a godfather. He has been diligent and hard-working in the Xia family these years.

But some things were doomed from the start.

As Qin Lan said, not everyone has a choice.

After a moment of silence, Qin Lan asked the last question, "Mr. Gong, you asked me to come here, the lady shouldn't know, right?"

Seemingly knowing that Gong Zhe would not answer such a question, Qin Lan took off his glasses, put them into his jacket pocket, and said: "This is your own decision. I guess if I fall into the hands of the young lady, even death will be a luxury." ”

Qin Lan has a deep understanding of Xia Meng's methods, "She won't kill me, but she will let the outside world know that I took the initiative to confess to you and revealed many secrets of the Night Watchman and the Xiao family. In this way, my family will inevitably will be liquidated."

"After that, she would come to me with pictures of my family's hanged bodies and show them to me, making me live in pain for the rest of my life."

"She will use me as an example, and maybe she will put up an exhibition from time to time for everyone in the Xia family to see, warning them that whoever dares to betray, this will be the fate!"

Gong Zhe had no intention of defending Xia Meng, because he knew that that girl could do such a thing, and she would only be more cruel than this.

A "boom" sound came from downstairs, like a heavy door being knocked open, followed by a series of hurried footsteps. Someone was rushing here quickly.

Listening to the footsteps, there is more than one person.

Qin Lan slowly reached into the back of his windbreaker and pulled out a silver pistol. Gong Zhe just looked at him silently, watching him take out the pistol and then put it on the table in front of him.

In front of Gong Zhe, he had no intention of resisting. Firstly, it was unnecessary. The other party was too much stronger than him and he had no chance of winning. The most important thing was that he didn't want to do this.

"Mr. Gong, the door in your body is already in danger. Please pay more attention." Qin Lan paused and continued: "I did not tell the night watchman about the situation of the door in your body."

The hurried footsteps had reached the end of the corridor and were approaching quickly. The heels hit the wooden floor, making a "dong-dong" sound.

"Mr. Gong." Qin Lan bowed deeply to Gong Zhe, "I was picked up by you, please send me away.

Just when a beautiful figure appeared at the door, the long-lost gunfire finally rang out, and a ball of blood exploded in the back of Qin Lan's heart.

Staring at Qin Lan who was lying on the ground, the vitality in his eyes quickly fading, Xia Meng, who rushed over in a hurry, stamped her feet angrily. Originally, she had planned to use this Night Watch chess piece to make some articles and pass on some false information, but now people He died and all his plans were ruined.

She was holding a small pistol in her hand, and seemed to want to shoot a few more shots on Qin Lan's body, but Gong Zhe was not present.

"Girl." Gong Zhe stood up and said in a rare gentle tone: "He is dead, take him out and bury him."

Seeing that she had gained a step, Xia Meng put away her gun, but still said in a half-complaining, half-reluctant tone: "Uncle Gong, I won't argue with you this time, but there will be no next time."

Under Gong Zhe's instruction, several guards in black walked in, carried Qin Lan's body out, and cleaned up the mess on the ground.

When the door closed and only Xia Meng and Gong Zhe were left in the room, Xia Meng's expression changed, she pulled Gong Zhe's sleeve and said quickly: "Uncle Gong, I have something very important to discuss with you."

"Ahem"

"cough"

A low cough came from a room.

This is a rather old room with no lights and only two white candles burning dimly.

The bronze candle holder has a metallic sheen.

Several figures of different heights gathered together, including men and women. They were all looking at another person. The person was lying on an iron bed covered with blue and white sheets. His breath was weak, and every time he coughed, there was a sound. Blood oozes.

What's even more frightening is that this man's face has been completely rotten, revealing pale bones.

A weak, questioning voice came from among the people surrounding Wei Jinting, "Do you want to play music now or wait a little longer?"

After realizing that no one was paying attention to her, Fu Fu shrank her neck and stood back obediently, imitating the others and putting on a serious face.

A young man with starry eyebrows and sword-like eyes sat beside the bed, with two daggers stuck on both sides of his waist, exuding a fierce aura.

"No. 6" Wei Jinting said in a weak voice, "Are you back?"

Chenran's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and then he immediately reached out and took Wei Jinting's bloody hand, "It's me, I'm back."

"I heard cough cough." Halfway through, he continued to cough, as if he wanted to cough out his internal organs. "I heard that the little bastard on the 13th asked you to stop Gong Zhe. Father and son reunited. You guys can talk. Pretty good.”

"It's pretty good." Chenran said, "I almost cut off his right hand, just a little bit."

Wei Jinting's eyes had melted. Naturally, he couldn't see the miserable appearance of Chen Ran in front of him, let alone smell the strong smell of blood on his body.

If it weren't for his will, it's unclear whether he could come back.

Perhaps knowing that his time was up, Wei Jinting did not ask more questions about this matter, but tried his best to turn his neck and look at everyone's position with his empty bloody eyes, "Hey, I can feel that you are all here."

"It's rare that so many people gathered this time." Wei Jinting laughed, his organs were already failing, and his whole body was like a patched up broken doll, "I remember the last time so many people gathered was when we sent off No. 10."

"I miss him so much"

"You all disliked my nagging before, but now you are all rushing to send me off. , a group of guys who say one thing and mean another."

"Number 1." Wei Jinting took a few sharp breaths and changed his tone to a formal one: "You are the same as Number 2. Although you are capable, relying too much on your abilities will limit you."

"Over the years, our battle with the Night Watch seems to be a mixed bag, but you must know that the Night Watch has invested most of its energy in that plan, and only a part of it is used to deal with us."

"And until now, we don't fully understand what they are doing, but I think it must be related to the dirty things in the shelter."