Chapter 675 I’m Back

Neither the pig head nor the elephant leg was eaten.

It’s okay to be deceived into a ghost place like this, and even forced to watch other people transform!

Huai Shi felt hurt.

If it were an ordinary person, Huaishi would have beaten his dog's brains out long ago, but after carefully looking at the cold father Shuang in front of him, Huaishi decided to talk to him calmly.

"I said...you really can't let me go?"

"Sorry, no." Vladimir shook his head, and the old voice overlapped with him: "If we can't help it, we can talk about cooking, as long as you don't try to leave..."

"It seems there's nothing to talk about?" Huai Shi sighed.

"There's nothing I can do about it, after all, I received the money."

Vladimir sighed and raised his hand. In his hand, the bright light of gold emerged and turned into a handle, and then a long and sharp saber extended from the handle.

"etc!"

Huai Shi suddenly raised his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "How much did your employer give you? I'll give you double it!"

Vladimir was stunned for a moment and then became ecstatic.

"Really? Oh, that's great. If possible, I don't want to kill Miss Huaizhi!" He smiled and said, "One hundred and thirty million U.S. dollars, double it is 260 million U.S. dollars. In this case , I can also refund an extra 30 million to the boss as liquidated damages..."

"..."

Huai Shi's smile gradually stiffened.

Soon, he lowered his eyes helplessly.

Two hundred and sixty million?

Huaishi just squeezed in to get 20 million, which is enough!

Besides, the money from Amber’s stinky sister hasn’t arrived yet! Where do you get so much money to hire this guy to do work? With this money, wouldn’t it be nice for me to buy a fighter jet?

"Forget it." He interrupted Vladimir, and then raised the Blade of Resentment.

"You'd better kill me——"

Or, I kill you!

In an instant, ferocious flames that were not inferior to the color of frost rose from Motoko Uigoshi's body!

The moment the hand of confinement was activated, the firelight of the forging furnace burst out, continuously pulling the blood light floating in the air, running like an engine.

Shao Siming's divinity emerged from the darkness of the Bone Sanctuary.

At that moment, against the backdrop of darkness and ferocious flames, the corners of Miss Huai Zhi's lips raised in a mocking smile.

It's embarrassing to say...he is the home court here!

In the huge glazed palace, countless bloody colors surged between the walls.

In this demonic realm, everything is constantly exuding irresistible negative energy, eroding everything.

The moment Amber reacted, she subconsciously grabbed at her side.

Got it empty.

Maki, who was so close at first, has disappeared and was thrown to an unknown place...

Being set up!

That guy Jiu Jing is so anxious that he jumps over the wall!

It just so happened that at this moment... Satomi Shohei and Satomi Maki were engaged in a Kitchen Demon showdown, and no one was prepared or prepared at this juncture.

If you think about it in a bad place, maybe your elder brother who has been studying abroad for many years... is already on Jiujing's side!

In the silence, a clear voice suddenly came.

The phone rings.

Right in the middle of the palace.

A dark green old-fashioned phone booth suddenly appeared. In the narrow space inside, a phone hung on it, and it was constantly making a ringing tone that was unclear whether it was harsh or crisp.

It kept ringing.

Full of patience.

Until Amber opened the door, reached out, took off the phone, and put it to his ear.

"Which one?"

Kohaku asked indifferently: "Let me guess... is it my brother, Mr. Zhengping?"

"Long time no see, Amber."

The deep, hoarse male voice on the other end of the phone responded: "It's me."

"Then can you tell me what you did?" Kohaku asked coldly: "Tell me out of mercy, what role did my eldest brother play in the destruction of the Satomi family?"

"Me? I didn't do anything."

On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man wiping his hands in front of the sink raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and told her seriously: "I just chose not to play any role."

"So, you want to tell me you're innocent?"

Amber sneered: "You've been like this since you were little, Brother Zhengping, you've always played your own tricks, never taken the initiative to speak, always pushed along with the flow, and never showed up on your own... Why, you plan to be the same as now after becoming the head of the family in the future. Aren’t you going to show your face?”

"I have no intention of doing that."

Satomi Shohei shook his head, "As a member of the Satomi family, I have a hand in it, but that doesn't mean I have any interest in the position of being the leader."

He said, "The reason why I came back was just to get closure..."

"The existence of the Satomi family, no matter how dazzling it seems, is nothing more than a constraint to me. From this point of view, I stand on Jiujing's side. I sincerely hope that this cage in name only can be Totally destroyed.”

In silence, Satomi Shohei sighed softly: Kohaku, I originally thought you would be the same as me, and your talents are even above mine. Unfortunately, the shadow your uncle left you is far greater than I imagined. If the Satomi family didn't exist, you might be able to do more... at least be far more free than you are now. "

"There is nothing in this world that is closer to a lie than freedom. Brother, you should save it." Kohaku asked: "If this is your plan, you will probably not bother to have anything to do with the Zai and Satomi family? "

"Although it is a bit heartless, I hope so. After leaving the family, my life has been smooth and stable, Amber. Not every fish wants to live in the ocean imagined by others."

Satomi Shohei said goodbye with regret: "From today on, the Satomi family has nothing to do with me. I am Seryosha, Seryosha Satomi, that's all."

"If there is any purpose besides this, it is that I hope you can also be free."

Before hanging up the phone, he said sincerely: "Even if you disdain this, this is the last blessing for you from my former eldest brother."

He said, "Goodbye, Amber."

"No, it's better to say goodbye forever."

Amber corrected him coldly: "Just run away, coward. Congratulations, you are free."

Communication is cut off.

The middle-aged man in front of the mirror finally turned off the faucet valve, then straightened his tie, turned around and walked out of the bathroom towards the conference room.

The secretary looked up, noticing his calm look, and was a little stunned.

"What's wrong?" he asked doubtfully.

"I can't tell, it just feels different." The secretary asked curiously: "Did something good happen, Mr. Seryosha?"

"...Yeah, I feel brand new."

The man named Seryozha chuckled softly, raised his eyes, and looked at the officials of the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry: "Speaking of which, I have a new proposal regarding the crude oil import plan for Yingzhou in the second half of the year... "

The meeting continued, but it had nothing to do with Satomi.

This is Seryozha’s story.

After hanging up the phone, there was a dead silence in Liuli Palace.

There was no sound except the distant wails of pain and moans of bliss.

The phone booth slowly turned into a phantom and disappeared.

And when the interference from Satomi Shohei disappeared, the all-pervasive blood light filled the air, heading towards Kohaku... the surging eight evils penetrated into the bone marrow little by little.

Immediately, it hit the invisible barrier again and disappeared without a trace.

Only the ancient mirror in my arms felt a faint warmth.

Without taking it out, Amber could guess that the bronze mirror ground from ancient fragments was glowing slightly. Continuously extracting the evil thoughts that invaded her soul, maintaining her sobriety.

This was Xuanniao's parting gift to her.

There is an ancient mirror in the Epang Palace called "Zhao Dan", which can illuminate patients with five internal organs. If a woman has evil intentions, if she shines in this mirror, she will be daring... The Emperor of Qin will kill her.

The bright mirror serves as a warning, always correcting her consciousness, allowing her to maintain the most basic calm and tranquility.

Otherwise, she might have already fallen into madness.

However, to give him something like this before leaving...that old man Xuanniao was so unexpectedly evil.

On the afternoon when he walked into Xuanniao's office, the old man who was anxious to go home and watch TV with his great-grandson gave her two choices.

"There is a saying that if the Yi Di enter the Eastern Xia, then the Eastern Xia will... To be honest, the Social Security Bureau does not care about your past identity. You can stay. This is not a job specifically assigned to you. However, no matter where you are, , if you want to have a place to call home, you should first feel peaceful.”

"So, Amber, go wherever you can find your peace -" the old man eating melon seeds under the sunset told him calmly: "I will not force your decision."

The next day, after receiving Amber's reply, he was not surprised and handed the thing to her.

"The sacred mark of 'Prajna' is originally the crystallization of the evil realm, eating away at resentment. If you can't control resentment, then resentment will eat you up."

"There is hatred in your heart, even if you have not actively hated anything, Amber. If you cannot let go of this obsession, you will never be able to get rid of the haze of the past in your life."

"——So, Satomi Kohaku, are you really ready?"

"...hate?"

She lowered her head and stared at herself in the bronze mirror with a ferocious face. Countless wisps of black energy rose up, interweaving into her face a ferocious phantom of prajna.

The girl's beautiful face is no longer visible.

Maybe that's the real her.

I have long been swallowed up by the hatred of Prajna...

For so many years, she has made no progress. Perhaps, she has already fallen into the devil's path.

Lost in the huge whirlpool of hatred, but unable to vent freely and freely, unable to truly transform into a monster... unable to have the freedom to hate, nor the qualification not to hate.

"How ridiculous, Amber."

She laughed to herself and listened to the low footsteps coming from the distance, so long gone and so familiar.

Until the door burst open.

The majestic glazed armor appeared from the demonic realm where he transformed freely, and behind the ferocious face armor, there was only a wisp of blood and fire burning violently. The remnants of the past, immersed in evil thoughts, roared in pain.

"■■■——!!!"

This is the reunion between father and daughter after eight years.

But what should I say before drawing the sword?

In the silence, the girl's eyes were lowered.

"ただいま,おfather様..."

I'm back, Father.

Long time no see... are you okay?

What she responded to was roars and roars filled with chaos. No one's words remained, and there was no intention of any dialogue.

There was no cordial greeting of 'welcome back', only a piercing murderous intent.

The ferocious armor drew the sword, and the blood-burning diamond sword was raised, aimed at her face, and slashed!

"——■■■■■■!!!"