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The wind turned out of the forest, the shadows of the trees swayed gracefully, and the sky was dark.After the investigation, Teng Cuo entered his stilt house, took out the satellite phone from the pistol, and dialed Xiao Guo's number.

The lobby of the Chilin Inn was as bright as day, and the waiter put down the spirits. The night had just begun, and the cards and chips were scattered all over the table.Xiao Guo walked through such extreme prosperity without hesitation, and returned to the room to answer the phone.

The two people reported the numbers, and the matter of Chen Zhong and Chen Liang is very important.Teng Cuo sat by the door, and could see the outside from the gap there.

He lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Chen should be in the hospital in Yiwei Town by now."

This is an excellent opportunity. If Mr. Chen can be forced into the country in one fell swoop, the rest will be a one-ton, thirty-nine problem.But Uncle Pang is still in the village, and there is still a night student.

The two could only hurry up to exchange information, Teng Cuo asked: "Have you located Zhongliang Village?"

"Not yet." Xiao Guo said, "I have already found a way to contact Master Tu."

Teng Cuo was pleasantly surprised and asked, "So fast?"

"Well," Xiao Guo said, "through the person who sold purification equipment to the garden."

If people who go to Chilin to play do not touch drugs, they will be left with wine and sex.Xiao Guo approached on purpose, saying he wanted to transport jadeite, but he was afraid of being robbed by locals on the mountain road.

His appearance is far from that of the second-generation ancestor in the traditional sense, but the clothes he wears are indeed expensive, which makes people feel that there is luxury hidden in a low-key.Teng Cuo had seen him in a suit, with his tense muscles holding up his clean shirt, which was a different kind of eroticism.

Teng Cuo immediately laughed and said, "Are you developed?"

Xiao Guo also laughed over there, his voice sounded a bit muffled.

Now the communication cannot be called by name directly, he said: "Agni, don't laugh at me."

They joked around every corner, flirted thousands of kilometers apart, and listened to each other's voices, as if they could forget the fact that they were still at war together.Even if it is just a few seconds of relaxation, it is a luxury for them. They tacitly violate the rules, slow down the speed of speech, and prolong the call time by doing so.

"Such a powerful flint," Teng Cuo said slowly, "Then tell me, how do you plan to use Tu Ye..."

Teng Cuo was silenced by the sudden appearance of a figure on the forest road. The figure was coming towards his house on stilts.Teng Cuo didn't have time to explain to Xiao Guo, so he hung up the phone and took back the pistol.He had just put the gun back on his back when there was a knock on the door.

Teng Cuo took the time to open the door, and Uncle Pang stood outside quietly, his featureless thin face half illuminated by the moonlight.Wrapped in a heavy coat, the man looked like a lizard afraid of the cold.

"Uncle Pang," Teng Cuo greeted with a smile, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I have something to do." Uncle Pang said in a steady tone, "Please go somewhere with me, someone wants to see you."

Teng Cuo half-closed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Chen's order?"

Uncle Pang said, "No."

In the whole village, apart from Mr. Chen, Teng Cuo couldn't imagine anyone who could instigate Uncle Pang.His hands were in his pockets, where there were sharpened bamboo pieces he had plucked from the wall.

Uncle Pang stared at him with a pair of eyes without any emotion, and then took out his pistol.The small black hole aimed at Teng Cuo's abdomen at close range, and Uncle Pang's skinny fingers were on the trigger.

Teng Cuo lowered his face and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Follow me." Uncle Pang took a step forward, the eaves covered the last light on his face, and the muzzle of the gun had reached Teng Cuo's rib on the right side.He said: "You should know very well that if I try to kill you, you will not be able to breathe by now."

This is true, but the threat made Teng Cuo very upset.His indifference to his own safety was vividly displayed at this moment, and he said to Uncle Pang in a sarcastic tone: "Then why am I still panting?"

If Uncle Pang really came to invite someone, he wouldn't hurt people easily, and Teng Cuo took advantage of this.However, Uncle Pang was not provoked, but he did not move his gun either.

"I really need to bring you to him alive, but only alive." He pressed his fingertips so hard that he could almost hear the sound of the machine running slowly.Then Uncle Pang turned sideways slightly and said, "Let's go."

Teng gave him a wrong look, put his hands in his pockets, and swayed out of the stilt house.Uncle Pang held his gun against his back and told him the direction in a low voice.

The back mountain was wild and densely forested, and they turned out from the road paved with chaotic stones.Teng mistakenly remembered this position, which was usually guarded by bodyguards.They walked for about 10 minutes, and the only remaining Asakusa in winter had a water source under the moon. The stream was fine and moist, and it would not freeze, and it bumped against the rocks at the end of the year.

This was a place Teng Cuo had never been to before. He walked over from the creek, turned around and asked casually, "Is that why you left the village?"

Uncle Pang didn't answer his question, but just said, "Go ahead."

The trees began to decrease, and the rocks on the mountain stretched tall. Teng Cuo observed everything in front of him and understood that this was the entrance of a cave.The more than one ton of Sanjiu is stored in Qianshan, and the things that can be hidden here are even more valuable than heroin.

Under the moonlight, the jagged stone walls have a bone-like color, the shadows seem to be swaying in the wind, and the sharp stalactites on the top of the head emit a faint blue shimmer.It seemed to be another world in the tranquility. Uncle Pang signaled Teng Cuo to wait a moment, pulled out a key with complicated patterns from his waist, and handed it to Teng Cuo.

He nodded slightly and said, "Open it yourself."

Teng Cuo looked down at his hand quietly for a while, then took the key.

The sloping boulder is covered with vegetation, and there is a lock on the side. This door leading to the underground is well hidden.Teng Cuo glanced at Uncle Pang, bent down and opened it.He grabbed the handle with one hand, put the other hand back in his pocket, and held the bamboo piece.

In fact, he has a gun, just in the back, but he can't use it, and there is no magazine in it.

He opened the door without batting an eye in the flying fine dust.Warm candlelight overflowed inside, and Teng stood up straight by mistake, condescendingly seeing the woman sitting in the corner clearly.

The underground stone room was covered with thick light-colored carpets, and a woman in a light red dress was sitting in a corner, leaning against the stone wall.She hugged her knees with her skinny arms, exposing her bare feet, and her ankles were so thin that they seemed to be broken at any time.The long hair mixed with silver threads hangs down to the ground, twisting into gray curls that make people want to frown at first sight.She was extremely pale, and the hem of the red dress was like flower petals, wrapping the core inside, like an indefinite amount of smoke.

This scene was extremely weird, Teng Cuo could feel a strange coldness crawling up his back, as if some kind of bond was tightened at this moment.He looked down at the woman, and the woman stared ahead, ignoring his presence.

Teng Cuo didn't know how long time passed, but the surroundings seemed to become darker.The wind brought a damp breath, as if it was going to rain.

The woman lowered her arms when the lightning flashed across the sky, but she still didn't raise her eyes.Teng Cuo narrowed his eyes suddenly, because the woman's arms were black and purple, and even the blood vessels underneath were gone.

The sound of thunder rolled, and the woman moved her body as if she had been awakened.Then she raised her head, revealing her fine-lined but still beautiful face.

She looked at Teng Cuo with empty eyes.

A certain heavy feeling of falling hit Teng Cuo's brain, and his lower limbs became light and vain at the same time.The palm of his hand was pierced by the tip of the bamboo, and the pain made him recover from the shock.He leaned over slowly, his loose long hair was blown away by the wind, he looked at the woman carefully, trying to confirm some kind of terrible thought that was born in the deepest part of his heart.

He and this woman have the same eyes.

Buckle inside and pick outside, it looks like petals and contains evil spirit.The natural wet mist is mixed with it, which is a contradictory sense of clarity.The eyelashes are thick and long, and they look extremely soft.

The sound of raindrops hitting the ground was deafening.Teng Cuo moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't say anything.The woman still kept her face up, and she was also looking at Teng Cuo, but she was like a plaster sculpture, with no expression on her face, not even blinking.

It's still raining.

"Ah, Teng wrong." A man's voice sounded behind him, "How are you?"

It was a very soft masculine voice, slightly hoarse, distinct and slow, which sounded uncomfortably weird.This was the voice Teng Cuo had heard on the phone before.

Teng turned around wrongly, the rain had completely covered the moonlight.Uncle Pang turned on the flashlight in time, and the round snowy white was reflected on the wall, like the moon in a cave.

The pale young man rocked his wheelchair and came from the shadows to the edge of the halo.

Teng Cuo said slowly: "Yesheng."

"It's me." Ye Sheng stared deeply at Teng Cuo, and said, "It's great, you've already met her...our mother."

The crackling sound of raindrops hitting the ground filled the cave, and Yesheng thoughtfully kept silent, as if giving Teng Cuo time to digest and react to this matter.

It took only a few seconds for Teng Cuo to blink his eyes slowly as if he had escaped from sleep.To be honest, the resemblance between him and the woman and his intuitive judgment made him not doubt Ye Sheng's words.

He looked down at the young man in the wheelchair. The moment their eyes met, both of them were a little absent-minded.

As if looking in a mirror, two pale, feminine, expressionless faces.The only difference is the eyes. Ye Sheng's eyes are different, they are slender and unattractive when raised.These are eyes like twin snakes, cold and dark.

And Yesheng himself noticed this, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm so envious of you, you can inherit your mother's eyes."

Teng Cuo looked towards the basement again, and the woman had already turned her face away.She regained the appearance of holding her knees tightly again, leaning sideways against the rough stone wall, like a flower climbing out of a rock.

"I was rude." Ye Sheng laughed suddenly, broke the silence, and said, "Nice to meet you, Teng Cuo. I hope I made it clear before. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Teng Cuo was expressionless, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Really."

"Of course," Ye Sheng said, "You are my brother, I will not lie to you."

"Then please tell brother," Teng Cuo immediately said kindly, "Are you calling me tonight to take a family portrait?"

Yesheng smiled and said, "I called you here to tell you a story, and then continue our conversation last time."

Ye Sheng's hands were naturally folded on his lap, as if he was going to talk for a long time.Teng Cuo rolled his eyes and went through the route in and out of the cave in his head, but the gun in Uncle Pang's hand was still pointed at his abdomen, which left him with no choice but to listen.

Teng Cuo lowered his voice and said, "The childlike innocence is still alive, that's pretty good."

"It's a story about our mother. You can finally know who you are." Yesheng said to him, "How about it, Teng Cuo, do you want to hear it?"

There was a moment of silence in the cave, and then Teng Cuo frowned.He asked, "What do you know?"

Ye Sheng smiled and said, "I know everything."

Hearing this sentence, Teng Cuo seemed to be inspired by something, shook his head, and began to lose his footing, and had to hold on to the basement door to avoid falling down the steps.

"I don't know," he whispered, "Who am I...I don't know..."

"You can know," Yesheng shook the wheelchair, moved a little closer, and said bewitchingly, "Teng Cuo, who are you, why were you chosen by Mr. Chen, your destiny was destined from birth, our future cooperation, these you Everyone can know."

"Why..." Teng Cuo looked at him in confusion and said, "Why was I selected..."

"I'll tell." Ye Sheng moved closer. He didn't know why Teng Cuo suddenly became so vulnerable, but he really wanted to take the initiative.He whispered to Teng Cuo: "If you cooperate with me, I will tell you everything."

"No," Teng Cuo showed a look of fear, "I don't want to hear it."

Ye Sheng almost thought that he had learned something, so he chose to escape.Teng Cuo's shoulders were constantly rising and falling. He seemed emotionally unstable and might fall at any time.

Ye Sheng and Uncle Pang exchanged glances, and Teng Cuo rushed over at this moment.

The cold muzzle of the gun touched Yesheng's temple, and the two of them didn't even see him draw the gun.There are actually no bullets in the gun, but it doesn't matter, Ye Sheng thinks it is enough.

Of course, Uncle Pang's gun was also aimed at Teng Cuo.But it's too late, no one will let go first in a situation like this.

"Now, I want to hear it." There was a smile in Teng Cuo's voice, he bent down and looked into Ye Sheng's eyes, "Say."

Those hooked and charming eyes reveal a little bit of pride and disdain, Teng Cuo is not someone who will be threatened or lose his composure for no reason.Ye Sheng's eyes turned cold to freezing point in an instant, he really underestimated the enemy.

He didn't dare to let Uncle Pang put down the gun, so he took a breath for a while.

"Then, let me start with our mother." He raised his chin towards the basement and said, "It's your mother and mine, but my father is someone else, so you and Only normal blood in my body is the same."

Teng Cuo looked at him condescendingly, pressing down on the gun unabated.

Ye Sheng said: "Her name is Ye Jianxi, and she used to be the chief researcher under Mr. Chen. Our current research direction, poppy upgrade, is thanks to her."

This talk is very interesting.

"During the few years she worked for Mr. Chen, she was committed to poppy upgrades just like us." Yesheng then explained, "But she is not our colleague, because the field of poppy upgrades was created by her of."

Lei Sheng interrupted Ye Sheng's words, and when the voice from the sky passed, he went on to say: "It was Ye Jianxi who discovered the possibility of poppies being cultivated and upgraded, and suggested to Mr. Chen to discover that the garden controls the upper reaches of the drug market. .She's a genius, born to do it."

"Of course," he said with a small smile, "we have her blood in our bodies, so we do too."

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