Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 2078 The West is back as king!
If that man wanted to kill Yin Jinhua, she would have nine lives and would not survive now.

But he didn't kill her, just like she was already a dead person, so there was really no need to bother him to do it.

The man has already visited He Xiucheng twice.

When he came here for the first time, although he had an indifferent smile on his face, He Xiucheng could see in his eyes the indifference to any life.

That time, the man only asked one question: how did He Xiucheng feel after He Luori was killed.

Obviously that man already had murderous intentions towards him, but He Xiucheng had a good impression of him and told him his true feelings.

After the man listened, he left without saying a word.

When the man came for the second time, he didn't say a word, but just sent He Xiucheng a mobile phone card.

What's in the phone card is Gao Fei's video.

When He Xiucheng saw this video, he couldn't understand why the man gave him this thing, but after the man left, he slowly understood: that video was used to torture Yin Jinhua.

That unknown man knew very well what He Xiucheng needed most right now.

Just like now, although he is in pain, his soul is very relaxed.

"You do not know?"

Yin Jinhua, who was staring fixedly at He Xiucheng's eyes, let go of her fingers under his right rib after asking this sentence, then turned around and quickly put on her clothes, opened the door and went out.

He Xiucheng knew that the appearance of that video had already caused Yin Jinhua to be in chaos. She needed to rearrange her defenses. At the same time, she must also be aware that she had faced the danger of being killed.

After 5 minutes, He Xiucheng let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a man standing in front of his kang.

This person is not Yin Jinhua.

Because he is much taller than Yin Jinhua, and he is wearing a black robe, with only a pair of eyes exposed all over his body, so people can't see his appearance clearly, at most he can only feel that he is a man.

Instinctively, He Xiucheng's eyes lit up: "You're here!"

He thought that this man was the man who had been here twice.

But after saying these words, He Xiucheng realized that this was not that man.

The person in front of him is taller than that man, and he doesn't give him that kind of spring breeze feeling (it is really strange for a man to give He Xiucheng the spring breeze feeling), it will only make him feel more gloomy and cold , grabbed the quilt subconsciously, sat up and asked in a creaking voice: "You, who are you!"

He Xiucheng's voice was so loud that it alarmed Yin Jinhua who was giving orders in the living room outside.

After hearing his voice, Yin Jinhua threw away the small flashlight in her hand (it is the kind of spotlight flashlight played by children, which can illuminate far away, a red dot, very dazzling, she gave orders to the outside according to this ), jumped onto the sofa in a flash, and with another leap, his left hand hooked the railing of the corridor on the second floor, and he flipped up lightly, and when he lifted his foot to kick open the door, there was already a bayonet in his right hand.

The person in the black robe didn't even look at her, and didn't even turn around.

The moment Yin Jinhua saw the back of the black robe, all the murderous aura in her body dissipated, and then absolute respect appeared in her eyes, she lowered her head and closed the door, and hurried down the stairs.

Seeing this scene, He Xiucheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, raised his hand to pick up the cigarette on the cabinet, lit one, and then looked at the black robe: "You are the mastermind behind Yin Jinhua, broken Are you a real military advisor?"

Hei Pao still didn't speak, just looked at He Xiucheng.

"Even if you don't speak, I know you do."

He Xiucheng shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Hehe, since you appeared, then I should die. Well, think about it. I used to be your puppet because I was still the young master of the He family. Now I have No, there is no use value, and it is time to be abandoned."

"Go ahead, it's best to take your time."

He Xiucheng took another deep breath of the cigarette and giggled a few times: "Because that can make me feel enough pain. I believe what you do will be better than Yin Jinhua. You can die slowly in pain , This is my biggest wish now. It turns out that pain is the best way to wash away sins—hey, why don’t you do it?”

He Xiucheng frowned and looked into Heipao's eyes.

Slowly, the sneering smile on his face disappeared, doubts, surprises, fears.

From the seemingly cold eyes of the black robe, he saw the kindness that frightened him the most.

Compassion, which should be one of the most enjoyable loves in the world, how could it make He Xiucheng feel afraid?
The cigarette fell from the corner of He Xiucheng's mouth and landed on his nightgown. Green smoke soon rose and burned his skin—the burning of the skin by the cigarette butt was unpleasant, but He Xiucheng didn't seem to feel it. As if, he just stared at the black robe stupidly.

The black robe seemed to sigh, reached out and took the cigarette away, and put it in the ashtray.

He Xiucheng was still looking at the black robe stupidly, and after an unknown amount of time, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I, I know who you are."

"You know who I am?"

The black robe finally spoke, his voice was ugly and stiff, like a saw sawing an iron rod.

The pain that could not be compared with ten thousand ants made He Xiucheng tremble all over, and his teeth chattered: "You, you are the one who makes my mother, even dead, unable to rest in peace!"

Whose harm can make He Xiucheng's mother, a kind-hearted woman from the countryside, die with regret?

That person could only be the mysterious man who caused the second child of the He family to die unjustly, and the whole He family was insulted, and he was also He Xiucheng's biological father.

The black robe's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said calmly: "Actually, she should feel honored. Among hundreds of millions of women, she was able to give birth to you, which is an honor that she can't ask for in several lifetimes."

He Xiucheng didn't speak.

He is moving.

With his right hand, he suddenly took out a sharp knife from under the pillow, and with all his strength, stabbed the black robe fiercely at the fastest speed.

Heipao didn't dodge, just let him stab his heart.

But the knife seems to have been stabbed into a rubber product. It can't be said that it can't penetrate, it can only be said that it can penetrate a few millimeters at most, and then it can no longer penetrate half an inch.

There was blood dripping out.

The black robe took a step back, the blood flowed faster, but he didn't care, he didn't even look at it, he just asked: "Can this knife alleviate some of your hatred for me?"

"No, far from it, I will kill you!"

He Xiucheng hissed and roared, and suddenly jumped from the kang to the black robe.

With a wave of the black robe's left sleeve, He Xiucheng fell onto the kang as if being overturned by a wave.

He got up again and threw himself at the black robe again.

Again, overturned by the waves.

Several times in succession, He Xiucheng finally understood that the gap between him and the black robe was too great to hurt him at all.

"Heck, I can't kill you, but I can always kill myself, right?"

He Xiucheng suddenly giggled, held the knife behind his back, and stabbed fiercely in his heart.

The black robe didn't stop him immediately, but after the tip of the knife pierced a little, he rolled up his sleeve and took away his knife.

"Why don't you let me die!?"

He Xiucheng hissed and roared, and rushed towards the black robe again.

The black robe was not polite this time, the sleeves of the robe were like a leather belt, it slapped his face fiercely, directly knocking him down on the kang, with golden stars bursting out in front of his eyes, and countless bees buzzing.

It took a long time for He Xiucheng to wake up slowly, and he heard the black robe say coldly: "You have killed me just now, and you have avenged your dead mother. You also committed suicide, which is considered repayment." Thank you for the He family's kindness in nurturing you. Next, you should stand up again and stand up with your own identity. If you dare to be as stupid as before, I will never stop it again, as if you are not a son. "

"You have to remember to me that people live in this dirty world, and they have to live for themselves. As for after death, will it be like the Buddhists say, it's completely bullshit. I'm sorry Yang Huaxia can only play with foreign cultures and people in the palm of his hand, when will he be driven by them?"

The black robe continued to say coldly: "Similarly, we are the highest people in the world. Those people who are worshiped by the people are actually a bunch of trash. As long as I want to, I can definitely develop in Europe and the United States, which the people yearn for." In this area, there is another outbreak of the Black Death, and those fools who are proud of themselves will fall like leaves in early winter."

"He Xiucheng, you were born to be the king who trampled those people under your feet, not someone who let yourself get lost just because of the so-called kindness or the honor of a certain family."

The black robe slowly took off the black cloth covering his face with his left hand, revealing a handsome face: "Look at this face clearly, this is your father, the military advisor of the Pojun, and King Angui of the Western Angui Sect! "

He Xiucheng was stupid, completely stupid.

When he realized that the black robe in front of him was his own father, he only thought that this was the real military adviser of Po Jun, but he never thought that he would be the Angui King of the Western Angui Sect.

In the west, there is also the Angui religion, is there an Angui king?
If all of this is true, then shouldn't An Guijiao take subversion of China as its mission?
But in Heipao's tone just now, he was proud of being a Chinese?
As if knowing what He Xiucheng was thinking, the tone of the black robe slowed down: "As early as the Han and Tang Dynasties, Huaxia was overthrown by my Angui religion, but since the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, this problem has not existed. Because the Mongols , the 36 countries in the ancient Western Regions have been included in the territory of Huaxia. Therefore, Huaxia is Loulan, and Loulan is Huaxia. This is something Princess Lingyu did not expect, but I believe she will agree with me."

"You'll agree too. Right?"

The black robe covered the mask again, and said lightly: "I can see that no matter how evil you have been taught, you have always been proud of being a Chinese. I am very pleased with this. At the very least, you must It is much stronger than the elegance of the Gao family who forgets who their ancestors are in order to achieve their goals."

"Although I am very dissatisfied that you can still defend the dignity of that family so desperately after knowing that you are not a child of the He family, but at the same time it proves that you are a principled person."

Hei Pao turned around and turned his back to He Xiucheng: "As long as you can keep these things, I will rest assured that I will entrust all my inheritance to you."

He Xiucheng still didn't speak, but his emotions became extremely quiet.

Even he himself didn't realize that there was already a look of expectation in his eyes.

What the black robe said next made him feel the burden in his mind, and he completely let go: "He Luori is not dead, his heart is on the right side."

He Xiucheng raised his head suddenly, with a sincere and ecstatic tone: "He, he didn't die!?"

"He's not dead."

The black robe turned to look at him: "I didn't intend to kill him either."

"He can't die, that's my brother!"

He Xiucheng spoke word by word.

(End of this chapter)