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Ji Lun pointed at himself without thinking: "But there is something, I have it, you don't."

"What?"

"strength……"

"You and I know what the significance of the Special Operations Office is, but unfortunately, the so-called Xie Jiabaoshu..." Ji Lun pointed to the recent newspapers posted on the wall, and there were large photos of Xie Tingshu on it: "You do not have the power of your ex-Ji Family Dajiang."

"You said I don't have strength?" Xie Tingshu clenched his fists for a moment, and he couldn't see it under the table.

But Ji Lun doesn't look at it at all. When such a strong man encounters a fundamental denial, he doesn't have to guess. At this time, he takes a step back: "Strength is a very delicate thing. You are famous with strategies. This is a kind of power, but you also know... what is the real power of the warlock world. The more famous this kind of reputation is based on strategies, the faster you dance on the blade, the faster you die. You are indeed not afraid of death, but you will be afraid of the destruction of your heart and dreams - this big toy in the special operations... It turned out to be your ex, but now it is your thing, you are afraid of its destruction... And I saw it in the spiritual world. This is really a gamble... The battle results are rich, but the same losses are heavy, right?"

Ji Lun said, pulling the curtains beside him, pulling them open, and letting him see the strict sentry outside: "The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will be destroyed. I did not attend your high-level meeting, but I guess the military's reaction this time must be very subtle... Is it strengthened the guards on the grounds that the special operations department suffered serious losses?"

Xie Tingshu was silent, but this was undoubtedly a default.

"Haha, how ridiculous. A violent institution needs another violent institution to protect it?" Ji Lun bent down, pressed his hands on the table, and looked at Xie Tingshu: "Tell me, what about the power of the Special Operations Office? You need strength... controllable power, I can provide you... This is something you can't even get from Lu Hou, and I will never have anything after I die..."

His fingers took out the cigarette box in the drawer, flipped it over, and just as he was about to make a sound, a silver cigarette box was placed in front of him... Half a minute, he trembled his fingers and pressed the cigarette box into the ashtray, looking at the boy in front of him: "Your conditions."

A minute later, I sent the boy to the door and turned around and closed the door. Xie Tingshu let out a sigh, picked up a bottle of wine, took a sip, but it was gone.

Ji Lun got in the car outside the door and left. Many people secretly paid attention to his visit, but the conversation was too short, so short that it was hard to believe that a secret deal would be reached, and there was no time to spy on it. No one knew what the two said.

…………

The night wind is cool in autumn, and the weather in November is already a little cold. Jiangshan lost his sight this morning and left without saying goodbye. In the afternoon, Zhe Hanmei was embarrassed to come over to resign, and Ji Lun was also sure.

In the end, only Miao Qingyun was left, who seemed to have suffered a big blow and did not pay much attention to the outside world. He remained silently beside his siblings.

"Someone can't wait in just a few days."

Ji Lun sighed and pushed the girl's wheelchair out of the door: "Leaving late at night, so that he will no longer involve himself, and the conditions have been agreed. From now on, Miss Acacia will be the young master of the Ji family. Come and laugh happily..."

Ji Xiangsi smiled barely. In front of her, a car parked there. The door opened and Miao Qingyun came out to help.

"Thank you, Sister Qingyun, be careful..." Ji Lun picked up the girl, took her into the back seat of the car, and turned to Miao Qingyun: "I heard from my sister that you and Jiang Shan are about you..."

"It's over, and the engagement ring is returned to him." Miao Qingyun paused and said, "I'm sorry for my wife's kindness. When she was there, she even matched me and Jiang Shan and wished me a blessing."

Ji Lun had some sympathy and patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, it's Jiang Shan's stupid guy who has no blessing... But since Sister Qingyun has nothing to do, I will give you a task. In the future, I'll ask you to take care of you. You have always been our family, right?"

"Yes!" Miao Qingyun saluted, got in the car and lit the fire.

The last moment of parting came, the girl in the wheelchair grabbed the car door, and her eyes were blurred in tears: "Allen..."

"Don't cry, remember what I said..."

The car left the villa, and the boy waved his hand and drowned at the end of the dark long street. The street was covered with fallen leaves, bleak and silent, and some footsteps were passing through the small car. The soldiers looked at the two girls, one big and one small in the car, ignored them, and continued to penetrate into the long street... There was fog, and there was a stern slaughter.

The mist was filled with it, rushing through the front courtyard, the back garden, and the pond, covering up the moonlight.

Looking through the window glass, a middle-aged man stood in the middle of the yard, while a young man was training with a wooden knife, sweat dripping, and a noticeable bullet on the back of his hand penetrated the scar. The middle-aged officer showed relief and scolded: "For the Empire!"

"Yes, adoptive father!"

"The soldiers take obedience as their duty, and call me colonel!"

"Yes, Colonel!"

Ji Lun watched this scene quietly, smoking a cigarette, then stretched out his hand to touch the silver cigarette box, it was empty... The power in his body entangled and sinking into the water, and the rest was empty, and time finally came.

"Old Fox Xie is really... not polite at all, he gave a cigarette in vain." He threw away the silver cigarette box, and the milk-like mist became even thicker, but the courtyard was empty.

At this time, the door was open, and the soldiers holding guns rushed in stalked. The second lieutenant Jiang Shan stood in front and saluted: "Lieutenant Ji Lun, please obey the order and put down your weapons!"

"What if I say no?" Ji Lun was faintly in the small building, not surprisingly at all about Jiang Shan's appearance.

"I'm sorry, I'm a military person, and the soldiers' duty is to obey orders..." Jiang Shan raised his gun without expression, and the officers on both sides immediately waved his hand to signal, and the soldiers all dispersed.

There are courtyards and gardens in front and behind the building. Although wearing military boots, the team of soldiers was silent and leaping along various obstacles, surrounding the building with the cooperation of the warlock... It can be seen that this was the military legacy left by his father, Colonel Ji Jiang, but was used to deal with his son.

Ji Lun tore off his epaulette with a "slap", but a second lieutenant's mark existed tenaciously on his skin on his shoulders, making crackling sounds, causing even more intense pain.

"According to orders and then being executed?"

"Is this what you ask?"

"It's so stupid... First it was Ye Chun, then Jiang Shan. If you old people died, it would be easier for Xie Jiabaoshu to control the team... Isn't this understandable?"

Ji Lun sighed, coughed violently, and the milky white mist was changing. He was trance Gao Lian, all over, as if he was crawling out of hell, and he sneered: "...My value of use has decreased, and now I have become the abandoned son above... Isn't you Ji Lun the same... The situation changed the next day, once you lose your value, you are a scapegoat, and you will die without a place to bury."

Bang... Gao Lian's figure disappeared, and the soldiers smashed the doors and windows and rushed in.

The next moment, Ji Lun drew out the saber. When the sword was facing, a cold light flashed. The boy's face finally became expressionless, with some indifferent murderous aura.
Chapter completed!