Standing silently at the door, Yan Fenghuo lowered his head and remained motionless. He didn't know what he should do, let alone what kind of vent he should complete now. If something simply happened last night that shouldn't have happened, maybe he could face it
Tangtang, tell the truth frankly.
But what happened last night was not simple. He had to face another girl, the girl who had a severe cut on her heart with a knife.
Xiao He, Xiao He, you make me angry.
"I understand." Yan Fenghuo, who had been silent for a while, said softly.
This plain tone concealed too much helplessness and entanglement, and it was probably the only emotion he could express at this time.
"The address where Yamato Think Tank usually works is at the Kobe Mid-Levels Institute of Biochemical Drugs." Hexiang handed a stack of photos to Yan Fenghuo and said: "The photos show the twelve leading figures of Yamato Think Tank. This is the information you need. Mid-Levels Biochemical Drugs
The research institute is a semi-military unit, with two companies of Self-Defense Forces providing round-the-clock protection. In addition, there is also the Yamato Think Tank's own armed force, numbering about fifty people."
The information from Yamato's think tank has long been known, and Xiao He must have known it for a long time. He worked hard to cut off the relationship between Peacock and Yan Fenghuo. Is it necessary to do this? Haha...
"I won't do this task." Yan Fenghuo raised his head and pushed the photo back.
"No? Isn't that why you are here for this task?" He Xiang asked Yan Fenghuo.
"Yes, but I quit now." Yan Fenghuo raised his head and said, "Xiao He is setting me up, why should I work for him? It's a simple reason, I have a strong desire for revenge."
This is the truth, Yan Fenghuo will not touch this matter again. Yamato think tank? Chinese think tank? Whoever likes to toss, who the hell can do it, I won’t do it anyway.
Being played like a monkey by Xiao He, Yan Fenghuo was already doing well without rushing over to kill Xiao He, so how could he continue to help him?
Hexiang stared at Yan Fenghuo for a long time and made a faint voice: "You are helping me? After all...after all, I was your woman yesterday."
"No!" Yan Fenghuo became furious in an instant, pointed at Hexiang with his finger and roared: "I just prostituted you last night! Yes, I prostituted you!"
Facing Yan Fenghuo's rage and insult, Hexiang bowed his head and said in the most sincere tone: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
I'm sorry? What Yan Fenghuo doesn't want is sorry, what he wants is... Now he can't want anything, because the facts have been caused and the consequences have been formed, and everything can't go back to the past!
Seeing this absolutely ferocious leader of the Red Army apologizing to himself like a docile little woman, Yan Fenghuo shook his fingers a few times in front of him and lowered them heavily.
"No matter what, my behavior hurt you and more people. But you must complete this task, which involves a series of assistance from Mr. Xiao He to our Red Army, so... please!" Hexiang bowed heavily.
Waist, beg Yan Fenghuo.
It is unbelievable that a fierce leader of the Red Army looked like a little woman in front of Yan Fenghuo. Hexiang is definitely not a little woman. If she were a little woman, I am afraid that all the women in this world would be as well-behaved as cats.
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The two black dragons on her body alone are enough to reveal her inner world. This woman has a greater desire for power than men, and has more ruthless means than most men. Without strong psychological support, she will never
He will have two black dragons tattooed on his body.
Not to mention whether it looks good or not, not everyone can bear the pain of inserting needle after needle. Moreover, the tattoo of two black dragons takes a long time to complete, and even a man may not be able to bear it.
The most important thing is that this woman can suppress two black dragons.
Tattoos are very particular, and not everyone can have a dragon tattoo on their body. If you can resist it, you will be successful, but if you can't, you will die miserably on the street. Maybe this is superstition, but it is true, and people have to believe in this superstition.
"I have no interest in your affairs, whether it's Xiao He or the Red Army." Yan Fenghuo took a deep breath, stared at Hexiang and said coldly: "I just used you as a whore, you are nothing in my eyes.
Of course, this is your territory, you can kill me anytime and anywhere. Maybe you don’t need anyone else to kill me, you can do it alone."
Indeed, this is the territory of the Red Army. If Hexiang wants to kill Yan Fenghuo, it is just a matter of words. But Hexiang behaves like a little woman at this time, without the ferocity of the sacrificial knife at all.
So acting like this is definitely not because she gave her pure body to Yan Fenghuo, but because she was showing her sincerity.
A real hero will not be obsessed with any woman's body. A strong woman always only regards the man who sleeps with her as a plaything. Love is a complete joke to such people, they only believe in strength.
The body is not important. When used as a weapon, the body will definitely become the sharpest weapon.
Yan Fenghuo is not a hero, but Hexiang is a strong woman with a hero's temperament. What she showed is sincerity, because in the short period of time from last night to now, she has already seen the emotional weakness of the man in front of her.
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To deal with such a man, focusing on his weaknesses is far more effective than his strengths.
So even though Yan Fenghuo's words are full of insults, Hexiang still maintains the most sincere side. What she wants is for the other party to be willing, not to bow to force. She is a woman, and she is well aware that the weakness of most men is women.
"Please!" He Xiang still bowed his head to Yan Fenghuo and said with a slight cry: "I am the leader of the Red Army. When I become the leader of the Red Army, I will no longer be me. I have to serve the Red Army.
I have to be responsible, I have to be responsible for the revolution, but I am a woman after all. Japan is a world dominated by men. If I want to get anything, I have to conquer men. I admit that I have conquered too many men with force and asked them to do things for me.
But when I faced my real man, I found that force could not make him surrender. Because he was different from all men. What he valued most was love, not anything else. I have been thinking about a story all day long.
Question: How great it would be if this man could truly belong to me. Mr. Fenghuo, Hexiang is just a woman in front of you, and everything about her in front of outsiders is not her real self."
Yan Fenghuo felt a sense of surprise at his slightly tearful words. He suddenly felt that this woman was not so annoying.
"You can't be my woman, and I'm not your man." Yan Fenghuo said calmly: "Your words are not touching at all, and I was not moved either. Because your performance is very jerky, it seems you need to do more
temper.”
Hexiang Manman straightened up and raised his head, his face full of tears, and his tearful eyes filled with the grievance and sadness of being abandoned.
Seeing this tearful face, Yan Fenghuo instinctively clenched his heart, but his attitude became even harder.
"Get out!" Yan Fenghuo spat out one word from between his teeth, with a cold expression on his face.
He Xiang opened her bright red mouth slightly and stared blankly at Yan Fenghuo, seemingly in disbelief.
"Life is like a drama, I can't help you, leader Hexiang." The muscles at the corners of Yan Fenghuo's mouth gently pulled up, revealing a cruel look.
A saber appeared in his hand, pressed directly against Hexiang's white and tender neck, then pressed down and swiped hard.