A wry smile appeared on Morrow's face, and he hesitated, "Mr. Derek, I...I don't know how to explain all this to you. The development of things is somewhat different from...what we expected..."
"What?!"
Derek's voice on the other end of the phone changed and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this? Have your identities been discovered by Yan Xia's officials? Have they obtained evidence?!"
"That's not true!"
Moro whispered, "I handled this very cleanly!"
"Are Sorog and Furukawa Kazuya seriously injured?!"
Derek's voice softened a little.
"This... is more serious than... than what you said..."
Morrow hesitated.
"Could it be that... one of them died?!"
Derek's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became sharp, and his tone was full of anger.
"No...not just one person..."
Morrow whispered.
"What?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone almost yelled these words and said in shock, "You mean, both of them are dead?!"
"Yes... both of them died..."
Moro quickly wiped the sweat from his head, his face as pale as paper.
After he said this, Derek on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, because Derek's eyes went black and he almost fainted.
After a while, Derek regained his composure and continued to ask, "Then... what about Ling Xiao?!"
"Also...dead..."
Morrow whispered.
"Dead too?!"
Derek was stunned for a moment, and then like a furious beast, he kept smashing the objects around him and kept yelling, "Damn it! Waste! Idiot!"
You know, in his heart, Sorog and Furukawa Kazuya are the future of the special situation!
And Ling Xiao is their trustworthy and solid ally in the hot summer!
This price is too huge for them!
After he was tired of scolding, he stopped, panted heavily, and murmured, "I didn't expect that killing He Jiarong would cost us such a huge price..."
Hearing his words, Moro's body shook like chaff, and he said in a low voice, "He... He Jiarong... he's not dead..."
"What did you say?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone seemed to have been struck by a ghost and suddenly screamed loudly, "Didn't you just tell me that He Jiarong has been eliminated?!"
"I...I didn't say..."
Morrow said carefully, "You are the one talking to yourself all the time!"
"Damn thing! Trash! Shit!"
Derek on the other end of the phone cursed again, and then in a low voice, he stumbled and sat down on the sofa, his chest heaving violently, it was extremely difficult to breathe, and he almost fainted.
"Mr. Derek, Mr. Derek, are you okay?!"
Morrow asked urgently.
Derek sat on the sofa, looking ahead blankly, muttering, "The devil... this man is the devil..."
Kazuya Furukawa, Sorog, the latest genetic drugs.
They gave up almost everything they had at this stage, but in the end, they still failed to get rid of Lin Yu, the "demon". For him, it was really a painful blow!
"Although... although we have lost Sorog, Furukawa Kazuya and Ling Xiao, we still have Mr. Wanxiu!"
Moro rushed to Derek to comfort him, "Ling Xiao told me that his master, Mr. Wan Xiu, is the strongest person in Yanxia!"
"fart!"
Derek cursed angrily, "The strongest person in Yanxia is He Jiarong, the devil incarnate!"
Every time he failed to kill Lin Yu, he would re-establish his understanding of Lin Yu. In his eyes, Lin Yu no longer belongs to the category of human beings!
"Ling Xiao told me that the reason why He Jiarong is still alive now is because he hasn't met Mr. Wan Xiu yet!"
Moro gritted his teeth and said, "And I have also investigated that the person who He Jiarong regards as his most serious concern is also Ling Xiao's master Wanxiu!"
"Then why didn't Wan Xiu get rid of He Jiarong before?!"
Derek asked coldly.
"Because Mr. Wanxiu is wanted by Yanxia officials and dare not show up at will, and he has been accumulating strength!"
Moro hurriedly explained, "In the language of their Yanxia people, it is called 'practicing'. It is to make yourself stronger, so that you will be more confident when facing He Jiarong!"
After hearing what he said, Derek on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down and whispered, "If we don't get rid of He Jiarong, I'm afraid that he will come to us first!"
Morrow trembled in fright when he heard the sound. He subconsciously looked outside the door guarded by bodyguards, terrified, and then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Derek, why don't I go back to China first to avoid the limelight!"
"Go back to what country?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone cursed angrily, "Now, your most important thing is to get in touch with Wan Xiu, and then work with Wan Xiu to find a way to get rid of He Jiarong!"
With that said, Derek hung up the phone angrily.
Moro looked at the mobile phone in his hand solemnly, frowned and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted out the door, "Quick, let's go to the airport!"
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