There are more important things in this world and work that is more worthy of our energy to be completed. Unfortunately, you are not included in them. I hope everyone can take care of themselves."

"Finally, I wish you all a long life."

Huai Shi stood up, held up her collar, and politely nodded goodbye: "I'm sorry to be with you."

Just like that, he stepped over the corpse on the ground, pushed the door open and left.

The decayed ancient door closed heavily behind him, like thunder.

Passing through the crowd gathered in front of the door, stepping down the steps, the journey was smooth.

When the dark car disappeared at the end of the mountain, the huge sight sign in the sky that enveloped the entire Luming Pavilion gradually became transparent and disappeared without a trace.

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The same afternoon, bordering London, rest area inside the Astronomical Society headquarters.

Under the clouds, drizzle continued.

"It's raining again. I can't get used to this weather no matter how long it takes."

Russell sighed softly, looked away from the window, pulled out a chair in the cafe, and said to the waiter: "Black tea, stronger, and a tiramisu, thank you."

The waiter nodded and left.

On the other side of the table, the man reading the newspaper raised his eyes and looked over: "Mr. Russell, there are many empty tables here."

"Let's just join in, it doesn't matter, it just looks lively."

Russell smiled, full of enthusiasm, but his gaze always fell on the other person's throat - the ruptured scar, "Mr. René, I always feel that we should enhance our friendship to avoid some misunderstandings."

He paused and his smile turned mocking: "Lest some people...ask for trouble."

Rene looked at Russell coldly for a moment, folded the newspaper in his hand, and just said: "If I were you, I would be prepared to face the inquiry instead of coming to show off my power to others. Yingzhou is already halfway there

A serious protest and condemnation was submitted to the central decision-making room hours ago."

"It doesn't matter, I submitted it too, and I was fifteen minutes ahead of them."

Russell shrugged nonchalantly and scooped up a spoonful of dessert: "Besides, there are illegal operations by the Yingzhou Administration Bureau, and the decision-making room will definitely give me an explanation... I hope you are also prepared to face the inquiry meeting.

Hey, do you think we should get together when the time comes, maybe copy each other's papers or something? I tell you, it will be very happy..."

René frowned, looked at him indifferently for a long time, and then said slowly: "The affairs of the Yingzhou branch are decided privately by subordinates and have nothing to do with me."

"The point is, this is 'your' subordinate, right?"

Russell sighed: "You really lived up to your Yingzhou surname, Minister Rene, is this caused by blood or a convergence of styles... When faced with requests for instructions, he remained silent and pretended to be profound, and then asked his subordinates to

It’s really not a good habit to try to figure things out and let people take the blame when something goes wrong. You should be more careful.”

"Isn't it more important to pay attention to your Sword of Disaster that faces enemies on all sides?" Rene sneered and retorted, "You will never have any friends in anything, Russell."

"The Utopia never needs such useless friends, it only needs their obedience."

Russell spread his hands mockingly, "You see, this is the difference between us. You always think that we are all harmonious, holding hands and living freely in a beautiful world... What kind of second-hand thorny ape is this? Isn't it Asian?

Has Sashi gone too far?

Mistakes will never correct themselves, you always need to help in the middle... Only in this way will the garbage roll back into the trash can.

You have just killed one person, and you are screaming like chickens in a slaughterhouse. But if necessary, you should kill more. Please don't think that that guy Huaishi is easy to talk to, just think that we are a charity organization, okay?

?”

"Issuing yellow pages without approval, forcing the decision-making of the bureau, and breaking into the headquarters of Yingzhou Genealogy and forcing an important minister to commit suicide... This has affected the stability of the current situation."

Rene reminded in a cold voice: "I hope you can understand the seriousness of the matter, Russell, the decision-making room will not play house with you."

"As an educator, I have to say that this is really a thought-provoking story that can be written into a textbook - it vividly tells us a truth."

Russell looked at him and said pitifully, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished."

"Are you threatening me?" Rene frowned.

"Of course not, it's just a friendly reminder." Russell shrugged, "After all, Dambo is there, and we will need to live in harmony for a long time in the future."

"I hope so."

Rene picked up the coffee, drank it in one gulp, and waved to the waiter: "Pay the bill."

"Please sign here, sir." The waiter brought the bill.

"Ah, let me do it."

Russell reached out enthusiastically, took out the pen from Rene's hand, and then, with great smoothness, stabbed it into his neck.

puff.

A soft sound.

Amidst the waiter's ear-piercing screams, Rene's eyes widened and he lowered his head with difficulty, only to see the pen that had sunk into him and the hand holding the pen.

So stable.

Blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, severe pain struck!

"Just take it as a small lesson, Mr. René."

Russell released his palm, picked up the napkin, and carefully wiped the blood on his fingertips: "Let me think about it, if there is any truth in this story that children should remember, it should be..."

He bent down and whispered in René's ear:

"——No one should fucking touch my students, don't even think about it!"

"Ho...ho..."

Rene was lying on the table, twitching with difficulty, but no matter how he called, no healing light fell from the sky, as if he had been forgotten.

Except for the waiter who collapsed on the ground, no one even noticed!

He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he could only cough violently. He coughed up a large amount of blood on the pure white tablecloth. The coffee cup fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking was so crisp.

Russell, on the other hand, just looked down quietly.

She let the spasmodic palm keep pulling her, watching him suffocating in her own blood bit by bit, her face expressionless.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand, pulled out the pen, and threw it casually in front of his eyes.

Stained with blood.

The lie was lifted, and this messy corner finally returned to the coffee shop, triggering a look of astonishment and shouts.

"Now--"
Chapter completed!