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Chapter 267 The leader's decision

"Ahem..."

The man's cough came from the quiet hall, and the man from the Eastern Kong side began to cough violently after saying that.

The leader glanced at him and asked slowly after he finished coughing, "What kind of guarantee should I use?"

"Take your life!" The oriental man had an abnormal blush on his pale face.

As the man said something, a low voice came out in the hall, and several men smiled obscenely and cast ambiguous eyes at Zhang Erya.

The leader nodded, pushed away the man's hand, gestured at Zhang Erya with a dining knife, and gently emitted a syllable from his mouth: "Swish!"

"Ah...uh..."

Plop!

Ye Lina closed her eyes tightly, and felt a chill swept across her face. A short scream suddenly came from behind, followed by the friction of falling to the ground and struggling.

Her fingers were trembling slightly, and a drop of cold sweat slid from her forehead.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the tall leader standing up, walking to her with a glass in his hand. The brown bear following me looked back frequently, stretching his neck to smell the smell behind.

The leader looked down at Zhang Erya from a high point and said in an unquestionable tone: "Yelina, after drinking this glass of wine, you will take over Vorav's position in the future."

Zhang Erya's back was soaked in cold sweat. She suppressed her fear of this man in her heart and took the wine glass respectfully.

After hesitation, she poured the whole cup of vodka into her mouth in big mouth. The strong wine stimulated her taste buds. Zhang Erya's face turned red in an instant, and her nostrils quickly contracted.

"Cough..." After drinking, Zhang Erya wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth and respectfully returned the wine glass to the leader.

The leader nodded with satisfaction, and patted her thin shoulders like a palm-leaf fan: "You go back first, prepare, we will set sail tonight."

When he said this, his tone was filled with unconcealed excitement.

Zhang Erya nodded, kept her cold-faced character and turned around and left. The promotion to the middle level did not make her feel happy. She just wanted to return to her cabin as soon as possible.

When he turned around, his eyes swept behind him and saw Volav's younger brother lying on the ground with wide eyes wide open. A silver-shining knife was inserted into his throat, and sticky plasma was churning out of his mouth.

He is not dead yet, but this torture is even more torture than death.

Faced with this kind of scene, others continued to eat and drink without any impact on the blood.

"Compared with this soft-boy who only knows how to cry, I admire your eyes more. I hope you keep it and don't let me down, Ye Lina."

The leader's low voice rang behind her, and Zhang Erya's body slammed slightly and whispered: "The boss I know."

Bang!

The dark red solid wood door was closed.

The strong smell of wine turned into a rotten smell mixed with rust. She knew that she could not relax now, and maybe someone was secretly monitoring her.

At this time, the roar of wild beasts suddenly came from the hall, accompanied by the weak howling of humans.

She seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned pale and left in a hurry.

Walking down layers of rusty and damp stairs, the light became dimmer.

Zhang Erya tightly turned into the corridor where her cabin was located. It was almost dark here, and there was no sound except for her own footsteps.

"who!"

While walking, Zhang Erya suddenly turned around and touched the knife bag on her thigh with her right hand.

At this moment, a chuckle came from the dark corridor: "Yelina, don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you."

As footsteps sounded, a thin figure appeared not far in front of her, and it was the deputy leader who had just spoken for him.

"You don't have to be so careful about me. I'm from the same place as you." The man chuckled, took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth and coughed a few times: "Maybe our purpose is the same."

Ye Lina looked at the man with a cold look: "Deputy leader, thank you for your helping me just now. If it's okay, I'll go back and rest first."

"Cough cough..." The man's violent coughing came from the corridor, and the man cursed: "Damn it, a group of drunkards."

Seeing Zhang Erya turning around and leaving, the man reached out to grab her arm.

"I said that our purpose is the same. If we can join forces, the chances of getting things done are higher."

Zhang Erya didn't reply: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Ha...you really don't think about joining forces with me. I am the deputy leader of the branch. Although I am in charge of many things, I have no confidant because I am a Xia person."

"They don't trust me, and even call me sick behind my back, and I don't trust them."

"But you, Ye Lina, you are different."

"We are all from Daxia."

The voice of the man in the deep corridor is like a crime-provoking demon.

Zhang Erya suddenly turned around with a cold look, pressed the man's neck with her forearm and pressed him against the wet bulkhead. The dagger with a cold light was tightly pressed against his artery: "I thank you for speaking for me, but it does not mean that I will betray the organization because of this. This time I will not report you to the leader, nor do I want to know your purpose, if there is another time..."

clang!

The dagger in his hand flipped and pierced deeply into the bulkhead.

The man's neck was pressed and his breathing became difficult. He raised his hands to signal his surrender.

Zhang Erya snorted coldly, let go of the man, pulled out the dagger, pulled it, inserted it into the knife bag accurately, and turned around and left with a cool look.

After the man was let go, he bent over and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and coughed violently.
Chapter completed!
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