Chapter 464 Convenience

"Why did you give her the final blow?"

Jing Yimai didn't know why he would ask such meaningless questions about a dead person.

She was not the only one who was beaten at the scene, and this woman even blocked his way to chase someone.

He lowered his eyelids. The woman's stiff eyes still held the desire to survive. Her pupils dilated, and the emotion before death disappeared without a trace.

But he clearly heard her say thank you. What for? Jing Yimai didn't understand.

The forearm tightly grasped in the palm struggled but couldn't get free.

The cleaner said in a strange voice, pointing to the corpses scattered around nearby: "Sir, please don't disturb me while I'm working."

"Just to make work easier, are we going to help them go to hell?" Jing Yimai glanced around roughly and suddenly saw a male corpse with his head twisted at a strange angle. His right hand was bright red, and a dagger was lying quietly not far from his body.

Judging from the way he died, the method was very familiar, as if... he did it himself.

Jing Yimai suddenly understood why he kept holding on to the cleaner—

Just now in the chaos, he heard a woman screaming and crying. After the lights came on, while chasing someone, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that a man was pressing someone against the wall and violently cursing:

"I told you to pretend and dance with me, and you dared to refuse. Now that your man is dead, I wonder who will stand up for you. Go to hell."

The woman's arms, which were covering her chest, were cut and covered in blood, and she screamed and begged for mercy.

Jing Yimai couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he took a step back, touched the man's neck, and twisted it hard.

Moreover, he remembered that the woman did not fall down intentionally to stop him, but she could not hold on any longer and fell down helplessly when he happened to pass by.

She died in the end. What was even funny was that the last knife attack from the cleaner was fatal. She died very quickly without losing blood and dying of shock in fear.

But they are just for the convenience of work.

Even more ridiculous.

Jing Yimai raised his eyelids, his eyes flashing with ferocity. These people were all Jing Wenbin's minions. The cleaner seemed to sense the danger and put up defenses all over his body, but he was stunned when he saw his face clearly. The cruelty and hatred he showed in the blink of an eye were similar to his own.

Just when the situation was tense, Xia Yan's voice came from above.

"Hey, Mr. Bin, where did you take all those living people? Are you going to do some weird experiment? Jing Yimai, count how many living people are there near you?"

Jing Yimai grabbed the cleaner's hand and replied to Xia Yan: "I understand."

Only its eyes were exposed on the special protective suit. It turned to Xia Yan, then to Jing Yimai, and asked in surprise, "Are you and Boss Xia together?"

Jing Yimai said coldly: "Does Jing Wenbin want to open a backdoor for me? Let him clean his neck and wait for death."

The cleaner seemed to have made up his mind: "Killing her is for her own good. It's better to die quickly than to be dragged to the back..."

"What did you say?" Jing Yimai frowned, and at the same time the grip in his palm disappeared. When he realized something, the cleaner in front of him had already broken free.

Those eyes looked up at him and lowered their voices: "You do yours, I do mine, let's not disturb each other!"

As someone who had been undercover before, he immediately understood what the cleaner meant.

"Jing Yimai, why are you standing there? Hurry up, everyone is about to be taken away." Xia Yan urged again.

Jing Yimai retracted his gaze and said, "I understand."

Xia Yan crossed his arms and looked at the cleaner who was gradually walking into the door. His eyes were really beautiful.

At the auction table, the auctioneer smiled as if he was wearing a mask, and looked straight ahead, not moved at all by what she said. Xia Yan felt that she might have also been transformed.

Jing Wenbin neither showed up nor spoke, as if everything she said was a rumor.

Xia Yan didn't care. Her original intention was just to sow a small seed of doubt.

However, it seems that no one is surprised——

The people in the box on the second floor were only surprised for a few seconds when they heard her words, and then they pointed at the auction items on the booth and whispered to each other. I wonder if they didn't care about the authenticity or thought it was impossible for it to happen to them?

The people below are different. They have personally experienced chaos, so they are naturally sensitive and think a lot.

Jing Yimai raised his voice and replied, "There are still eleven people alive, but they are not in good condition."

Xia Yan put the fruit on the fork into his mouth and said, "Thank you for the trouble. Send those people to General Chu's territory."

This trick of hers could divert the trouble away, disgusting Jing Wenbin while helping Chu Wanfu fill up the base. She could also accumulate some merits by the way, so that she could get a good mission next time.

As expected, the auctioneer didn't react. It seemed that since it was not her responsibility, she didn't care at all. Even the cleaner was busy mopping the floor, wiping the walls, and disinfecting, but was not busy moving people.

Inside the Lidai Island.

The hospital should have been silent, but the doctors had serious expressions on their faces and rushed into the emergency room with a red light on the top.

Jing Yimai called the soldiers stationed at the hospital.

"Go report to General Chu. Boss Xia said he will decide how to deal with these people."

In the base.

Chu Wanfu had Yang Zizhen and his minions placed separately and listened to a few sentences of the interrogation.

"Open your eyes and take a closer look. Whose territory is this?"

Yang Zizhen was a seasoned veteran who knew exactly how to minimize the risk. Upon hearing what he said, he immediately changed his mind and cooperated fully.

There are just a few truths in it, and only he knows them.

"General, look at this..." The team leader in charge of the interrogation looked embarrassed.

Boss, you're really under a lot of pressure just watching here. Even if you have all kinds of skills, it's hard to put them into practice!

Who on earth spread the news that the general was away and would not be back?

I've seen him more often today than ever before! It's like the general is away on business and he's working overtime to tide over his tribulation...

The soldier knocked on the door and came in, repeating what Jing Yimai had said.

Chu Wanfu pondered for a moment, "Accept, prepare a few advance payment contracts for their treatment, keep them under strict supervision, and as long as they are conscious and awake, have them sign and fingerprint. Also, set a high price.

The hospital is having trouble making ends meet right now, so we'd like to let them spend a little to save them from a life of extravagance."

The fifth floor of the cruise ship.

"Anyone else want to bid?"

"Fifty third-level crystal cores for the first time... the second time... the third time!"

"Bang."

The auctioneer put down the hammer and smiled happily: "Congratulations to this sponsor, this treasure is yours. Please pay the crystal core first. When the show is over, a staff member will take you backstage to take away the treasure~"

Xia Yan yawned. There was nothing good in the first game, just a few minor fights. The main thing was that she had all the necessary things.

The auctioneer on the stage carefully picked up the fifth exhibit. Inside the transparent glass container, the sticky dark liquid gently tapped the wall and swayed as she walked.