Seeing that Huang Yukun had something to say to Bai Ziyue, Mo Mo jumped off his mother with his short legs, carried his hands on his back, and walked out the door like a little adult.

"Mom, I'm tired and go back to bed. Please read the information on the computer slowly. If you don't understand something, wait until I wake up and ask me."

"Oh, OK, OK."

Bai Ziyue shook her head helplessly, feeling as if her son was a teacher, and she became a student assigned homework.

The door was gently closed, and Huang Yukun still did not come back to his senses from the momentum of a five-year-old child.

Only five years old can be so calm like an elderly person. I really don’t know what kind of big shot he will become in the future.

He thought Qin Hanxiao could already be said to be a legend, but when he saw General Qin's son, he was even more shocked. There was no simple character in this family, and they were all legendary.

Qin Hanxiao is the majestic vanguard of charge, Bai Ziyue is the delicate military advisor in the family, and his son is a genius hacker who steals enemy information and information invisibly.

By the way, they have a daughter. I hope she is an ordinary child and must not have any amazing talents, otherwise he would really suspect that he would have lived in vain in his life.

"Huang Yukun, what are you thinking?"

When Huang Yukun, who had been in a daze, finally came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Bai, I feel like a frog in a well. The first time I saw such a smart child. I used to think that I was gifted and a genius, but now I find that I am nothing at all, just an ordinary person."

In the past, in the killer camp, he could confidently say that he was the most powerful person in it, and he could complete it perfectly no matter what task or what he did.

Sometimes, he even conceitedly thought it was because of his high IQ.

But now, his conceit has been broken into pieces, and his self-esteem has been severely hit.

Bai Ziyue looked at him with laughter and cry. She remembered that this killer, who was always expressionless, would actually show the expression of being hit, and she didn't know what to say.

I can only say that my son is too strong, and any adult will be depressed when he sees it.

"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. You bring a chair over and I happen to have something to arrange for you."

"good."

Huang Yukun moved a chair in confusion, sat next to Bai Ziyue, and looked at the computer.

The screen was filled with dense black words. For a killer, he would have a headache when he saw it, so he did not look carefully.

The female president did not want him to participate in these commercial documents. He pressed the mouse and turned the screen into the previous neatly arranged photos and profiles of the characters.

Seeing the content above, the killer who had been expressionless on his face suddenly showed a shocked expression.

Instead of looking at the others carefully, he exclaimed when he saw the first photo.

"He turned out to be him!"

Bai Ziyue followed his finger and saw the first photo. She was a middle-aged man in her forties, named Saiwei. She was once named Huang Kun, a mixed-race person with the identity of the above, and was the president of a company called iu.

This company is also a bit famous and specializes in skin care products.

It has a good reputation in China. As for the product, she has never used it. I only heard that many women prefer it because the price is affordable.

Such people and companies did not arouse her curiosity. What she cared more about was what Huang Yukun knew and why she had such an expression.

After a long time, the cold killer finally calmed down and took a deep breath, as if he had finally sorted out his chaotic brain.

"This person's appearance is not his original face, it should be either plastic surgery or wearing a human skin mask. However, he is also a public figure, and it is impossible for him to wear a human skin mask at all times. So it is very likely that he was pretended to be plastic surgery like the woman named Milan."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because, because his real name is Huang Kun, and the scar on his arm, I tell me that this person is not a Saiwei or a mixed-race person, but a real person from Z."

Huang Yukun slowly closed his eyes, as if he had made a difficult decision in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, a sensational chill burst out.

"This person is my uncle. When he was a child, he had to live a life of barely by relying on me as a little beggar. The money he had finally obtained was used to gamble for wine."

Although his voice had been trying to remain calm, it was still difficult to hide the faint trembling anger.

Bai Ziyue frowned, knowing that these killers were orphans and were children taken in by Qin Feng. Her life experience must be pitiful, but when she heard it, she still couldn't help but feel ache in her heart.

The man with low eyes in front of him, his lips were closed.

She was about to comfort her, but was stopped by Huang Yukun: "Mr. Bai, don't comfort me. I'm fine. It's been a long time since the incident happened. I've been relieved. And I'm very grateful to him. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have seen Mr. Qin."

"Huang Yukun, then how do you want to deal with this person?"

"I want him to die."

A cold word exudes a strong murderous intent.

This is the first time that a killer who is trained in an orderly manner has revealed his clear intentions.

In a major, this is like exposing one's own emotions, which is a taboo.

It is conceivable that Huang Yukun’s hatred for this man is deeply rooted in his bones.

Bai Ziyue frowned slightly. Although she didn't want to directly determine a person's life and death like the King of Hell, if she did nothing at this moment, she would just sit back and wait for death.

"Okay, this person is mainly responsible for communication, and there must be a lot of information. You can take a few people to kill him and take back the information in his hands."

Like the cold-faced general on the battlefield, the woman nodded gently, her eyes returned to the dark gloom, and directly announced Huang Kun's death.

"No, this person is so arrogant. Even if he is old now, his lustful nature will never change. So there will be no one around him to protect him, so I can solve it alone. Assassination, the fewer people, the better."

Seeing Huang Yukun's appearance in his chest, Bai Ziyue didn't say much, just slide the mouse and cover Huang Kun's photo with a huge red fork, marking his ending.

There are many people behind them, most of them are small company owners with some well-known companies.

But there are no people like Milan and Huang Kun who specialize in replacing identities.

It is estimated that most of them are like Chen Jiaming, either coercing or using people who have won over them.

Bai Ziyue thought for a while, then outlined several contacts with the red cross pattern, and then said to Huang Yukun: "You arrange a few people who do things well and do things at the same time with you, so that Huang Kun and these people will disappear together."
Chapter completed!