[future] conspiracy

Cheng Rui was right, Darcy really didn't have the time to help them out, because he was in a difficult situation.

Even with Tang Qi helping him block the attack of Father Beverly's loyal lackey, he still couldn't take advantage of the source of his childhood fear. Father Beverly dropped his gun immediately and fought him with his bare hands.Although he hasn't done it for many years, Father Beverly's kung fu is no worse than any professional killer, while Darcy, who was forced to train since he was a child, has good skills, but he is far behind his adoptive father.

Liang Meng sat motionless on the chair and watched the four people fighting back and forth in the church, almost engrossed.

He knew that Darcy would lose when he unloaded Darcy's gun from Father Beverly as if he was instructing a junior to start a hand gesture, so he focused more on Tang Qi and that follower.

The attendant had an ordinary appearance and had no expression on his face all the time, but his eyes revealed vigilance and caution, he had excellent fist and kick skills, his body was first-class in flexibility, and his shots were fast and ruthless.

Tang Qi's routine was exactly the same as that man's, but his skills were more flexible, and his attack angle was particularly tricky.

For the first time, Liang Meng really appreciated Tang Qi's fight.The routines of professional killers are indeed quite different from their training. Their movements are straightforward and straight to the point. In a few seconds, the two of them may have walked back and forth several times on the verge of death.Tang Qi still had injuries on his body, even if he had applied powerful healing medicine, he would not recover so quickly.The opponent saw this, and used all his strength in every attack, every fist and every kick was extraordinarily fierce, Tang Qi tried his best to block, and those who couldn't be stopped had to be carried hard, and the wound soon burst open , blood stains on the clothes.

Liang Meng's coat had been thrown aside a long time ago, Tang Qi's upper body was naked, the criss-cross whip marks, the bruises left by the beating, the sticky feeling from the effect of the ointment mixed with the traces of his thin ribs Together it was shocking.He didn't have many injuries, but he was extremely scary, and his bluish-white face covered in cold sweat made Liang Meng's heart clenched even more.

But he couldn't step forward to help, his identity didn't allow it.

This is an agreement between Tang Qi and Darcy, where he can only act as an investigator of the Special Third Division to test the method of murder.

Before the man hit Tang Qi's back with a heavy blow, he finally couldn't help reminding: "Be careful!"

Tang Qi dodged short, swept his legs back, and flew out a thin blade with his backhand, flying towards the man's neck.

The man hurriedly turned around to avoid it, but was still cut by the blade, and blood flew from the side of his neck, and he couldn't help panting.

Tang Qi jumped up from the ground, glanced at Liang Meng quickly, and reminded him coldly: "Shut up!"

Liang Meng: "..."

In the next second, the man dodges behind Tang Qi, and between his fingers is the blade that Tang Qi just threw, and he is about to slash it with his long arm!Tang Qi reached out and lifted his wrist, pinched his wrist tightly and folded it forcefully, unexpectedly breaking his wrist bone. The man let out a scream, and the blade naturally slipped off. Tang Qi bumped back with one elbow, and the other hand was barehanded. Holding the blade in his hand, blood gurgled out.

"Tang Qi!" Liang Meng jumped up in fright.

The man behind Tang Qi hummed because of the elbow and bent over for a moment, turned his toes to look back, and at the same time turned the fingers of his right hand lightly, and the blade embedded in the palm of his hand was caught between his fingers again.Murderous intent filled the green pupils, he raised his arm slightly, and slashed the man's carotid artery with the blood-stained sharp blade——

Blood splattered all over his face, and half of the pale baby's face was instantly stained red.

The other unbroken hand of the man squeezed his shoulder subconsciously. The strength of his fingers was so strong that it pinched into Tang Qi's shoulder and poked five blood holes!But Tang Qi just swayed, still standing there and looking at him coldly.

The man stared at him with wide eyes and trembling lips, and his body slowly slid down.

Tang Qi threw away the blade, reached out and grabbed the hand on his shoulder, and threw it down flatly.

The man fell completely to the ground, with blood staining his shirt from his neck, and the fingers of his right hand were still grasping and closing.

He died so silently, as if he hadn't existed when he stood behind Father Beverly.

Tang Qi stood with his back to Liang Meng, silent and lonely.He was covered in blood, and under his feet was a fresh corpse—a corpse that he had killed without hesitation, had just expired, and whose name he didn't even know.

At that moment, it was like hell Shura.

Liang Meng stared at him blankly.

It turns out... Tang Qi used to be like this.

Indifferent, straightforward, cruel, violent.

Very different from the irascible angel-faced little handsome guy he knew.

It made him feel scared, it made him feel suffocated.

He stared at Tang Qi's back for a long time, but ran over without hesitation the moment Tang Qi's shoulders trembled and shrugged, hugged him from behind, held him tightly in his arms, and called out to him with sobs. Name: "Tang Qi...Tang Qi...I'm..."

It was only when he hugged this person in his arms that he realized that Tang Qi's body was so cold, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of blood, what he touched was sticky ointment and blood, and the skin under his chest was covered with scars... This is what he wished he could do. Lover who hurts on the tip of my heart!How can you be hurt like this?

"Liang Meng..." Tang Qi spoke slowly, with a trace of sadness in his tone, "I am such a person... Do you regret it?"

Liang Meng's heart tightened, and he turned him around without hesitation, but was completely frightened by the expression on his face.

Half of Tang Qi's face was covered in blood, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his lips were stained with blood, and the other half of his face was extraordinarily fair, and his emerald green pupils were completely cold and intoxicating. The blue color seemed to be covered with shadows, and gradually dimmed, losing the brilliance it should have had.

He was stiffly held in Liang Meng's arms, looked straight into his eyes, and calmly repeated: "Liang Meng, I am a killer, I used to be like this, I will go to hell, you saw... Will you still be with me?"

Liang Meng wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, his action was gentle, but with tears in his eyes, he said softly: "I know what kind of person you are, you have said it several times, people like you Definitely go to hell after death."

Tang Qi smiled, and his dimples were revealed, showing a bit of innocence.

This is his fate.

"But..." Liang Meng changed the subject, and his tone became firm, "I also said, if you go to hell, I will go with you! We are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. My partner, I don't want to be widowed right after I get married, so...you love me dearly, stick to it for a few more decades, live with me in this world, and then go to the underworld together."

Tang Qi's eyes gradually became brighter, and the shallow watery light floated in his eye sockets. He smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Superstition."

Liang Meng finally wiped off all the blood on his face, and said seriously: "This is called loving you."

"..." Tang Qi put his hands on his shoulders and approached him slowly, "I love you too."

He kissed Liang Meng tenderly, almost exhausting all his strength now.

Before he fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss, Liang Meng picked him up in his arms and shouted nervously: "Tang Qi! Tang Qi!"

He carried Tang Qi in his arms and walked towards the main entrance, pounding on the door vigorously: "Open the door! Save people!"

Soon, the main door opened, and Zhao Ci and the head office came face to face, seeing Tang Qi dripping blood in his arms, Qi Qi was startled.

"This is……"

Liang Meng was about to walk out: "Tang Qi is seriously injured, save him! Is there a doctor?"

Zhao Ci waved his hand, and immediately four people came forward to help take Tang Qi over and conduct a quick inspection.

"Tang Qi has to be sent to the hospital immediately..." Liang Meng panicked so much that he didn't dare to take his eyes off Tang Qi.

"Leave him to me." The head office patted him on the shoulder, "I will send him out for treatment in time, but Liang Meng, you can't leave for the time being, you have to go back."

"What?" Liang Meng was shocked.

"There is no result yet, you are a witness." The head office pressed his shoulder hard, with a dignified expression, "Don't forget what your responsibilities are. You need to submit a file after this matter, so check it out."

"Until Tang Qi is out of danger, I don't care about them!" Liang Meng said violently, "I don't care if both father and son are hurt! Anyway, there is no good thing! You are also a member of the Special Investigation Department, you go in and take a look! I want to see Watch Tang Qi!"

The headquarters gave Zhao Ci a wink, Zhao Ci signaled his subordinates, and soon, they assembled a simple stretcher and put Tang Qi on it, and carried the unconscious Tang Qi away quickly.

Liang Meng raised his foot and was about to rush over: "What are you doing! Wait for me!"

Zhao Ci stopped him decisively, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Liang, we just sent him to be treated."

The general office at the side said gently but could not refuse: "Liang Meng, Tang Qi's matter is over, and my promise to you will not change, you continue your work, okay?"

Liang Meng dully remembered the agreement between them.

If Tang Qi can escape from Lost Hell alive, Liang Meng will take over as the chief director of the Special Investigation Division after returning to the Federation, and she will give Tang Qi a legal identity to continue his life.

Liang Meng walked back and forth on the spot, confirming to her: "So...he will be fine...right?"

He needs a guarantee.

The head office told him categorically: "Yes."

"Okay...ok...I'll go back." Liang Meng nodded, then looked at Zhao Ci again, "This little brother... Zhao Ci, right?"

Zhao Ci nodded.

"I entrusted my lover to you, please protect him." Liang Meng pointed to the general office, "I don't trust this woman, but I trust you, and I trust the eyes of Chief Inspector Lu. Don't let This woman took Tang Qi away with any excuse, you know?"

Zhao Ci looked at him and the headquarters with a little surprise, his eyes turned between them, and wanted to ask if they were not related to each other?How did they start guarding against each other?He swallowed the words and said, "Okay, I will protect Mr. Tang's safety."

"Thank you."

After Liang Meng finished speaking solemnly, he turned his head and went back to the church.

Zhao Ci ordered someone to close the door again, looked at the woman with a normal expression beside him, and said, "Why is he so guarded against you?"

The head office said indifferently: "He should be on guard against me."

"Ok?"

"If Tang Qi is really handed over to me, it really may not be possible to walk out of Lost Hell alive."

Zhao Ci was startled and stared at her blankly.

The general office said flatly: "You are still too young. When you reach my age and status, you will know that there are some things we can't help ourselves when we do things."