Shen Qingyue couldn't help but look at Su Jingqin.
Su Jingqin's eyes couldn't focus and she couldn't see clearly. She was thin and her clothes were baggy on her body. She felt like any aunt on the street would be better than her.
But it just happened to be such an image. When confronting Hell, the aura released intentionally or unintentionally made people ignore all external things, as if it suddenly became her home court.
Until this moment, she finally had a little sense of reality that Su Jingqin was once the leader of a powerful organization.
"Okay, remember what you said, you only have one chance, and it's gone once it's used up." Hell confirmed to Su Jingqin in a cold voice.
"Let her go." Su Jingqin said in a deep voice.
The corners of hell's lips are curved a little wider.
"Bang!"
The gun was eventually fired.
Su Jingqin quickly walked over.
Hell had left and the gun was thrown to the ground.
Shen Qingyue sat on her knees on the ground, her eyes were dull, her face was pale, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her hands and feet were cold.
The cabinet behind Shen Qingyue had a hole punched through by a bullet, and the air was filled with a very slight smell of gunpowder.
Su Jingqin slowly helped Shen Qingyue up and helped her into the house.
Throughout the whole process, Shen Qingyue was like a wooden person who had lost all ability to think and act, and was extremely stiff.
Seeing her like this, Su Jingqin sighed silently.
I hope this incident can make her understand that if she insists on joining the organization, she will only face more such things in the future. By that time, it will be impossible to escape.
After hell left, he stood in a nearby corner for a long time, with the cold wind blowing on his face, quietly thinking about what he should do next?
He continued to hide this matter and let Qiao Simu continue to enjoy his current life.
Or tell her all the truth so that she can return to her real family and get back everything that originally belonged to her.
"This guest, would you like to have your fortune told? You are not allowed to refuse payment." A somewhat vicissitudes of voice sounded next to him, disrupting his thoughts.
Hell looked at the speaker, an old man in ragged clothes.
Looks very poor.
Eighty-nine times out of ten he is a charlatan.
Hell happened to have no idea where to go next or what to do, so he said: "You tell me."
The old man touched his sparse beard, pinched his fingers solemnly with his eyes closed, then opened his eyes in surprise, and then looked at Hell with a rather emotional expression, "Young man, you have spent the first half of your life.
It’s very hard, but you are very powerful and you can survive it. From now on, your life will be smooth sailing.”
Even though I know I can't believe these nonsense, there are still some people who like to hear good words.
Hell wanted to pay him, but after touching his pocket, he remembered that he had no cash on him.
The old man smiled and handed him a QR code: "You can scan the code to pay, either green or blue. For the blue one, scan this first and you can get a red envelope."
hell: "…………"
In the end, Hell chose to return to the organization first.
Qiao Simu has recently launched two new drugs, and the response has been very good. He would rather not spoil her joy on this day that deserves to be celebrated, and let's talk about it later...
After hell returned to the organization, he immediately went to Tian Xin's training room.
At this moment, Gu Yaran was teaching Tian Xin step by step.
It's just that she taught me step by step, but her attacks were quite ruthless.