Chapter 471 I hope she dies
Only after he walked out of the luxurious and spacious office did the man dare to reveal the pale look of pain on his face.
He held down his dangling arm and groaned as he rushed into the lounge next to the elevator. He slowly slid down against the wall and sat down. He rolled his eyes and said weakly,
"Call a doctor for me!"
The air inside is quiet.
The four of them sat on the sofa, high stools, and even on the glass table. The good-looking men and women were playing by themselves without saying a word.
A vein on the man's forehead jumped, and just as he was about to explode, someone finally spoke.
A strange, slightly hoarse, sexy female voice sounded slowly.
"How are you still alive?"
“…”
There is absolutely real doubt in these words.
The woman was really curious about why he didn't die.
And after this sentence, the other people in the room finally turned their attention.
The words "same question" were clearly written in his eyes.
The man's mouth twitched violently, and he wanted to curse, but was suppressed by the severe pain in his arm. In the end, all he could say was a half-dead self-deprecating laugh.
"I still have ten days of probation. If I can't find Chu Yang, I'm really going to die."
The woman who asked the question first stood up with a click of her tongue, walked up to him and patted his shoulder.
"Alright, the organization will remember your sacrifice."
"I'll give you a wreath of champagne roses as a token of friendship. What do you think?"
The woman giggled, put on her sunglasses, and walked out of the lounge gracefully in her high heels.
Beautiful women always leave a particularly deep impression on people.
If the man who tried to strike up a conversation but was ignored at the Imperial Capital International Airport late at night half a month ago was here, he would definitely recognize this familiar and extremely sexy woman in an instant.
The sound of high heels gracefully tapping the ground gradually faded away.
The man turned to look at the others.
"What does she mean? She has no love for her fellow countrymen. She just wants to see me die?"
"She doesn't want to see you die,"
A blond boy who was playing tarot cards said cheerfully,
"She wanted the other person to die."
The man's pupils constricted instantly. His first reaction was not to answer, but to quickly glance at the surveillance camera with a red light on in the corridor outside the door.
"You can't pick up any sound at this distance."
The blond boy grinned and drew a card, then looked up at the man with his blue eyes.
"Guess what this is."
Without waiting for the man's answer, he turned over the card and smiled broadly at the man.
"It's the God of Death!"
On the gray card, the Grim Reaper rides a horse and holds a flag with a black rose on it, symbolizing life.
The boy bared his big white teeth, and his innocent face looked strange.
"Actually, I also hope she dies."
"It's just a burden anyway."
The boy skipped away with the cards in his arms.
The man sat there for a moment, looking at the remaining two people in a trance and asked,
"Do you think so too?"
No answer is the default.
He gritted his teeth and supported himself against the wall to stand up.
"I will definitely find her! Even if it's just for the boss, I will definitely find her!"
"You're just thinking about your own life, right?"
The man suddenly stopped and turned around with a gloomy look.
The woman had fluffy curly hair and a beautiful oriental face with a mocking smile.
"Don't say it's for the boss. Everyone knows that Chu Yang is just a burden to the boss's plan."
"Everyone is only nice to Chu Yang to show off to the boss. No one really likes her."
"Chu Yang is the boss's only remaining relative," the man looked down at the woman.
"Who do you think would be the most miserable if Chu Yang really died?"
"Aren't we still here?"
The woman with her hair curled up smiled faintly, but was interrupted by a scornful snort.
The man looked at her indifferently and said,
"You're flattering me. We are nothing more than tools to the boss."
"And you, the loser from the imperial capital—Miss Wei Lan, you're not even a tool."
"Who gave you the courage to call yourself one of the boss's men?"
The man turned and left, and the woman sat there with a sullen face, not moving for a long time.
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