Rod glanced at the door and said to A-Tai, "Did you see Mr. Yan's old mother?"
"I see."
Artest looked at Rod: "And then?"
"Do you think his mother's total paralysis was caused by a cerebral hemorrhage as he claimed?"
A-Tai blinked, naturally understanding what he meant: "You mean, he used his old mother's paralysis to exchange for everything he has now."
Rod said seriously, "If you want your wish to come true, you need to pay something in return."
"This is what's in the copy."
Artest acted calmly: "Nothing strange about it."
"Once a greedy person goes crazy, human nature and morality become worthless."
Rod then said, "Atai, we'd better take some practical action tonight. That Yan Chen is very dangerous."
"I have a bad feeling."
"Taking action at this time will only alert the enemy, and all previous efforts will be wasted."
Artest looked at Rod and said, "Calm down. This is a test of your patience."
"Let's go somewhere else."
The two walked out of the collection room, and at this moment, the light bulb in the corridor suddenly flickered and then went out.
And they went out one by one.
The corridor gradually became darker.
"The lights are out..."
"Maybe there's a problem at the power station. All the electricity supply for Mr. Yan's villa is provided by a private power station." A Tai said, turned and went into the room, and came out with two oil lamps.
Rod took one and muttered, "This atmosphere feels like a scene from a horror game."
"We are in the horror dungeon right now."
"It's just that the game has become a life-or-death game." Artest said in a teasing voice.
Rod laughed dryly twice and walked forward.
"Atai, if our wish is successful, what do you hope to gain?"
Rod asked casually as the two walked in the dim corridor.
"I will be very realistic and focus on material needs," Artest said calmly.
Rod asked, "What about your wife's illness?"
A Tai had a strange expression on his face: "What's wrong with my wife?"
Rod scratched his head. "You told me before that your sister-in-law's diabetes was very serious. Has it been cured?"
A-Tai said calmly, "It's been a long time since I got it."
"That's right. After all, it's been a long time, and I haven't heard you talk about this matter."
Rod sighed, "If my family is healthy, then money is the most important thing. There's nothing wrong with your wish."
"After all, our job is now completely risking our lives. If it weren't for the money, who would be willing to do this job?"
Rod sighed, and Artest just nodded: "When I have money, I will take my wife and children and travel all over the world. Why should I suffer like this?"
The two of them walked and talked until they reached the end, but all the lights were still not on.
"When will the electricity come back? The lights are out and this villa is like a maze." Rod looked around and couldn't help but say.
A-Tai suggested, "Let's go downstairs and take a look first?"
"Where is the bathroom? Let me pee first."
Rod said, "Follow me," and turned and walked in one direction.
After the power went out, the bathroom became gloomy and the air was chilly.
Rod and Artest stood in separate cubicles, urinating.
"Besides the contents of the dungeon, what other hints did you get?"
Rod asked casually, trying to ease the atmosphere.
A Tai unzipped his pants and said calmly, "No, it was completely accidental that I saw the clue..."
"Atai, I want to quit the Central Bureau. Now in the organization, it's completely risking my life. How much more free would it be to join the guild?"
"It's not that easy to retreat."
"But if you want to withdraw, then let's do it together."
"This world is full of horrors. I don't know how much longer I can live. I want to escape to a place without horrors, like..."
Artest said to himself.
But he didn't notice that a figure slowly appeared behind him.
Rod stood quietly behind Artest.
In his hand, he tightly grasped a black axe.
The black axe flashed a sharp cold light in the darkness.
Rod stared at the back of Artest's neck, clenched his hands little by little, and held his breath.
The axe is lifted little by little...
At this time, Artest still didn't notice and was talking to himself about his future plans.
But when the axe was raised to its highest point and was about to chop down.
Atai suddenly stopped the topic and changed the question.
"Rod, are you going to attack your old partner who you've worked with for five years?"
"Can you really do it?"
Faced with Artest's sudden question, Rod's face froze.
At this time, Artest slowly turned his head, glanced at Rod, and asked calmly.
Rhodes' face was stunned for a moment.
But in the next moment, his face turned fierce and he swung the axe in his hand without hesitation.
The axe blade chopped towards the head quickly!
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