He didn't eat a pig's head, nor did he eat an elephant's leg.
It was one thing to be tricked into such a damned place, but he was also forced to watch someone else transform!
Huai Shi felt that he had been hurt.
If it was an ordinary person, Huai Shi would have beaten his dog brain out long ago. However, after carefully looking at the solemn and cold Shuang's father in front of him, Huai Shi decided to talk to him calmly.
"I said … Can't you really let me go?"
"Sorry, I can't." Vladimir shook his head, and the old voice overlapped with his. "If you surrender without a fight, we can talk about cooking, as long as you don't try to leave …"
"Looks like there's no room for discussion?" Huai Shi sighed.
"There's nothing I can do. After all, I took the money."
Vladimir sighed and raised his hand. In his hand, a dazzling golden light appeared and turned into a handle. Then, a slender and sharp saber extended from the handle.
"Wait!"
Huai Shi suddenly raised his hand and gritted his teeth. "How much did your employer give you? I'll give you double! "
Vladimir was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.
"Really? Aiya, that's great. If possible, I don't want to kill Miss Huai Zhi! "He beamed and counted with his fingers." 130 million US dollars, double is 260 million US dollars. In that case, I can refund an additional 30 million US dollars to the boss as liquidated damages … "
"…"
Huai Shi's smile gradually stiffened.
Soon, he lowered his eyes helplessly.
260 million US dollars?
Even if Huai Shi squeezed together, it would be difficult for her to come up with 20 million!
Moreover, the money from Hu Po's stinky sister hadn't arrived yet! Where did he get so much money to hire this guy to work! With this money, wouldn't it be nice to buy a fighter jet!
"Forget it." He interrupted Vladimir's words and then raised the Blade of Resentment.
"You'd better kill me –"
Or, I'll kill you!
In an instant, a fierce flame that wasn't inferior to the color of frost rose from Huai Zhi Suzi's body!
The instant the Hand of Confinement was activated, flames burst out from the forging furnace, continuously pulling the drifting bloody light in the air like an engine that was rumbling loudly.
Young Master Ming's divinity emerged from the darkness of the Bone Burying Sanctuary.
In that instant, against the backdrop of darkness and ferocious flames, Miss Huai Zhi's lips curled into a mocking smile.
It was shameful to say … but in this place, he was the host!
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In the huge glazed palace, countless bloody colors surged between the walls.
Within this Demonic Realm, everything was constantly emitting an irresistible amount of negative Origin Substance, corroding everything in its path.
The moment Hu Po reacted, he instinctively grabbed something beside him.
He grabbed nothing but air.
Shin Shin, who had been so close to him, had disappeared. He had no idea where she had been thrown to …
He had been tricked!
Jiu Jing, that bastard, is actually desperate!
However, at this moment, when Shinichi Masahira and Shinichi Masahira were having a showdown between the Chef and Demon, when everyone was unprepared and unprepared.
If he were to think about it in a bad way, perhaps his elder brother who had been studying abroad for many years … was already standing on Jiu Jing's side!
In the silence, a clear and crisp voice suddenly rang out.
The sound of a phone ringing.
Right in the middle of the palace.
A dark green old-fashioned phone booth suddenly appeared. In the narrow space inside, a hanging phone was constantly ringing. It was hard to tell whether it was a sharp or clear ringing.
It kept ringing.
It was filled with patience.
Until Hu Po pushed open the door, reached out, took the phone, and put it to his ear.
"Who is it?"
Hu Po asked coldly, "Let me guess … is it my elder brother, Mr. Masahira?"
"Long time no see, Hu Po."
The low and hoarse male voice on the other end of the phone replied, "It's me."
"Then can you tell me, what did you do?" Hu Po asked coldly, "Be merciful and tell me, what role did my elder brother play in the destruction of the Shinichi Family?"
"Me? I didn't do anything. "
On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man who was wiping his hands in front of the sink raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He told her seriously, "I just chose not to play any role."
"So, you want to tell me that you're innocent?"
Hu Po sneered, "You've been like this since you were young, Brother Masahira. You've always played by yourself, never taking the initiative to speak, always pushing the boat with the current, never showing your face … What, do you plan to not show your face when you become the head of the family in the future?"
"I don't plan to do that."
Shinichi Masahira shook his head, "As a member of the Shinichi Family, I got involved, but this doesn't mean that I have any interest in the position of head."
He said, "The reason I came back is to put an end to this …"
"No matter how dazzling the Shinichi Family's existence is, to me, nothing more than a restraint. From this point of view, I'm on Jiu Jing's side. I sincerely hope that this cage that exists only in name can be completely destroyed. "
In the silence, Shinichi Masahira sighed softly, "Hu Po, I originally thought that you would be the same as me, that your talent is even above mine. Unfortunately, the shadow that uncle left on you is far greater than I imagined. If the Shinichi Family didn't exist, you might be able to achieve even greater things … At least, you'd be far more free than you are now. "
"There's nothing in this world that's closer to a lie than freedom. Brother, you should save it." Hu Po sneered in response, "If that's what you plan to do, what happens next will have nothing to do with the Shinichi Family?"
"Although it's a bit heartless, I hope so. After leaving the family, my life has been smooth and stable. Hu Po, not every fish wants to live in the ocean of other people's imaginations. "
Shinichi Masahira regretfully said goodbye, "From today onwards, the Shinichi Family has nothing to do with me. I'm Sergei, Sergei Satomi. That's all."
"If there's any other purpose besides this, it's that I hope you can also obtain your freedom."
Before hanging up, he said sincerely, "Even if you don't care about this, this is the last bit of blessings from your former elder brother."
He said, "Goodbye, Hu Po."
"No, it's goodbye forever."
Hu Po coldly corrected him, "You can run away like this, coward. Congratulations, you're free."
The communication was cut off.
The middle-aged man in front of the mirror turned off the faucet and straightened his tie. He turned around and walked out of the bathroom, heading towards the conference room.
The secretary looked up and was slightly surprised when he saw how calm he was.
"What's wrong?" he asked, puzzled.
"I can't put my finger on it, but it feels different." The secretary asked curiously, "Did something good happen, Mr. Sergei?"
"… Yes, it feels like I've been reborn."
The man named Sergei chuckled softly and looked up at the official from the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry. "Speaking of which, I have a new proposal for the import of crude oil from Yingzhou in the second half of the year …"
The conference continued, but it had nothing to do with Shinichi Masahira.
This was a story that belonged to Sergei.
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After hanging up, the Glazed Palace returned to a deathly silence.
Apart from the cries of pain and moans of bliss in the distance, there was no other sound.
The phone booth slowly turned into a phantom and disappeared.
When the interference from Shinichi Masahira disappeared, the all-pervasive bloody light filled the air and headed towards Hu Po … The surging Eight Evils slowly penetrated his bones.
Then, it crashed into an invisible barrier and disappeared without a trace.
Only the ancient mirror in his arms gave off a faint sense of warmth.
Hu Po didn't need to take it out to know that it was a bronze mirror that was made from an ancient fragment and was glowing faintly. It was constantly extracting the evil thoughts that invaded her soul and maintaining her consciousness.
This was the parting gift that Mystic Bird had given her.
There was an ancient mirror in Epang Palace, the 'Gall Bladder', which could reflect diseases of the five viscera. If a woman had evil thoughts, she could be seen in the mirror … and the Qin Emperor would kill her.
The mirror was a mirror that constantly reflected her consciousness, allowing her to maintain the most basic level of calmness and tranquility.
Otherwise, she would have long since fallen into madness.
However, to give her such a gift before parting … That old man Mystic Bird was unexpectedly wicked.
On the afternoon of the day she walked into Mystic Bird's office, the old man who was in a hurry to go home and watch television with his great-grandson gave her two options.
"There's a saying that if a foreigner enters Dongxia, then Dongxia will … To be honest, the Social Security Bureau doesn't care about your past identity. You can stay, this isn't a job that was specially assigned to you. However, no matter where you are, if you want to have a place that you can call home, you should first feel peace. "
"Therefore, Hu Po, wherever you can find your peace, you should go." The old man who was eating melon seeds under the setting sun calmly told her, "I won't force your decision."
The next day, after receiving Hu Po's reply, he wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he gave this thing to her.
"The sacred mark of 'Prajna' is the crystallization of the evil path. It nibbles away at resentment. If you can't control your resentment, then it will devour you."
"You have hatred in your heart, even if you don't actively hate anything. Hu Po, if you can't let go of this obsession, you will never be free from the haze of the past."
"So, Shinichi Amber, are you really ready?"
"… Hate?"
She lowered her head and stared at the ferocious face of herself in the bronze mirror. Countless wisps of black smoke rose up and interweaved on her face to form a ferocious illusion of Prajna.
She couldn't see the young girl's beautiful face anymore.
Perhaps, that was the real her.
She had long been devoured by Prajna's hatred …
After so many years, she hadn't made any progress. Perhaps, she had long fallen into the demonic path.
She was lost in the huge vortex of hatred, but she couldn't freely vent it. She couldn't truly become a demon … She couldn't obtain the freedom to hate, and she didn't have the qualifications to not hate.
"How laughable, Hu Po."
She laughed self-deprecatingly. She listened to the deep footsteps in the distance. It had been so long, but it was so familiar.
Until the door opened with a bang.
A majestic glazed armor appeared from his demonic realm. Behind the ferocious mask, there was only a wisp of bloody fire burning fiercely. The remnant soul of the past that was immersed in the evil thoughts roared in pain.
"Chi chi — —!!!"
This was the reunion of the father and daughter after eight years.
But before she drew her sword, what should she say?
In silence, the young girl's eyes drooped.
"Chi chi chi chi, ai fu chi …"
I'm back, Father.
I haven't seen you for so long … How have you been?
What responded to her was a roar and roar filled with chaos. There were no more words left, and there was no intention to talk.
There was no warm greeting of 'welcome back', only bone-piercing killing intent.
The ferocious armor drew its sword. The vajra sword that was burning with blood was raised and aimed at her face. Slash!
"— — Chi chi chi chi chi!!!"
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