Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth heart has a city
Bai Ziyue looked at the cold-looking woman in front of her in surprise, as if she didn't know Yingzi.
In my impression, this girl always gives people the feeling of being so cheerful and loving to laugh, but now she is talking about life and death alone, as if she is talking about what she ate at noon today, and even in her cold eyes, she is vaguely cold.
Suddenly, a chill rose in her heart and she couldn't help but fight a cold war.
"Yingzi, you seem to be different from you in normal times."
"It's because I look like an executioner now, right?"
Bai Ziyue did not answer, but looked at her with her eyes as ink, not admitting, but not denying it.
Yingzi now really gives people a feeling of walking out of hell, the chill that comes from the bone marrow is not something that ordinary people can do.
She took a deep breath, but she still didn't want to believe that this cold girl was the one she knew who liked to surround herself and call her sister.
The atmosphere in the office became a little weird. The girl opposite sighed, revealing a feeling of fatigue that was not consistent with her age. She took out a box of women's cigarettes from her pocket and smiled sorry.
"I'm sorry, Sister Ziyue, can I smoke a cigarette? In fact, I'm going to tell you that I'm a smoker, but I was afraid that you would misunderstand it before, so I didn't dare to smoke in front of you. To be honest, it's really tiring to pretend to be simple. I really regard you as my own sister, so I also hope that I can't pretend to be a little white rabbit in front of you."
"Okay, just do whatever you want."
Her playful face was filled with a black air, and the gloomy and depressing aura really made people feel a little suffocating.
Bai Ziyue took a deep breath, and watched Yingzi ignite the fire skillfully and spit out the mist. She absolutely believed that this was an old smoke gun.
He looks proficient in movements, at least he is eight or nine years old.
But how old is she!
Why do you smoke all day long?
"Haha, Sister Ziyue, don't you look at me like that, are you shocked? Do you think you don't know me anymore?"
Bai Ziyue pursed the corners of her lips and nodded gently, counting as an answer.
Yingzi spit out the long smoke rings and sighed, "Hey, I'm actually quite tired. I have to pretend to be the one I hate the most every day. It's really tiring, but I have no choice. Who said that this is my life?"
"Yingzi, what's wrong with you? If you believe me, you can tell me."
"Sister Ziyue, I have always believed in you, otherwise, I would not reveal my nature in front of you as I am now."
"By nature? Yingzi, what kind of person are you? Do you have any secrets?"
"Haha, secrets? I have so many secrets. No, it should be said that there are many secrets in our Murong family. For example, everyone says that the youngest daughter of the Murong family looks the most beautiful, like a fairy descending to earth. But..."
Suddenly, Yingzi, who was spitting smoke rings, had a deep eyes sinking. He looked up suddenly at Bai Ziyue, his eyes as dull as a black hole that could not see his fingers, sucking someone in at one glance.
"Sister Ziyue, do you know? Actually, I will become another person in the dark sky."
The surprised female president took a deep breath, and looked at the girl with a colder breath in front of her, and she could not be familiar with the look of seeing through life and death and being arrogant.
This is the feeling when I first met Xia Chenyang and Huo Zhe. It was the breath that only people who have been in blood for a long time will have.
"Are you a killer?"
Yingzi was slightly stunned, showing a surprised expression, but then he thought that the people around Bai Ziyue were once masters on the killer list, so he was naturally very familiar with them. So he smiled and bounced off the ashes and nodded gently.
"Well, at night, I am a killer who can do anything to obtain intelligence. I don't know how many people's blood is stained with my hands. Are you afraid?"
"Yingzi, the people around me are basically from the killer camp. Do you think I'm afraid?"
"Haha, that's right, it's the woman I like. If it were other women, I'd probably be so scared that I'd been yelling."
"Yingzi, aren't you a lady from the Murong family? Why do you still do such a thing?"
Yingzi pulled the corner of her mouth bitterly, but the cold air on her body did not make people feel her smile. On the contrary, it was a kind of cold and evil spirit.
"Sister Ziyue, because I am the only healthy person in the Murong family generation, a lot of responsibilities lies with me. Moreover, since ancient times, our family has had an unwritten rule that all children must do it themselves. On the surface, the Murong family's industry must be handed over to my brother to inherit, and I have no choice but to inherit the underworld industry."
Bai Ziyue was still confused and didn't understand what she meant.
In the past few days, she has also searched for some information about the Murong family online and learned that the Murong family's industry is an international large company with a property of over 100 billion yuan, and even more.
Add to the underground industry that Yingzi mentioned, the most precious thing in this society is information.
A useful information can be said to be absolutely valuable or cannot be measured by money.
Why does such a mysterious family require a girl to do such dangerous things?
Does Mr. Murong don’t feel sorry for his girl at all?
"Sister Ziyue, you don't have to guess. You must not know about my brother, because even if you searched the information about our house on the Internet, it's just a word about my brother. He is a kind and kind young man, right?"
"Um."
"Ha, actually, my brother's legs were amputated because he was sick when he was six years old. It's strange that our Murong family may have done too many bad things, so they were retribution. None of my children in my generation is healthy. Even children from the sidelines have good rewards."
Yingzi took a deep breath of cigarettes again, then shook her head helplessly, and smiled bitterly with a self-deprecating smile: "To be honest, I am the only one in our family who is healthy. I have not lost my life because of sudden illness, nor have I become disabled because of accidents. On the contrary, I am very healthy and have learned martial arts from my uncle, which is enough to successfully take over the black market business."
"I guess if I became disabled like my brother, the people of our Murong family generation would be completely destroyed, and no one could support the family's cause."
Bai Ziyue's eyes widened in surprise, unable to believe that the Murong family was like this.
Chapter completed!