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6. Invitation to the organization

This circle has been going on for a long time.

It is indeed very good to have a ride with a beautiful woman. Ke Chenxing's face was a little stiffened by the wind and his butt was a little numb.

The most important thing is that after getting off the bus, I was stared at Belmode's narrow-minded eyes and felt a little guilty.

On the riverside, breeze, go and watch with the railings.

"Give it." Belmode handed the canned black coffee.

"Thank you." Chen Xing thanked and took it.

The two of them looked at the sparkling river water and drank coffee. Behind them was the sound of cars roaring by, and no one spoke for a while.

Belmode lay on the railing, his side face looked like a white jade carving, his silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his earlobes looked like a warm jade embellished.

"Does it look good?" She suddenly looked over.

Chen Xing nodded.

Belmode distinguished his eyes, but in the past, he could see through people's hearts, but at this moment he lost some means. Perhaps, the boy in front of him is still simple and simple, and his eyes are simple or not.

She smiled and asked irrelevantly, "Did you feel bored these years?"

Chen Xing thought about it, shook his head, "I don't think so."

"It should be very quiet in the temple, right?"

"This was the case a few years ago, and then someone always came." Chen Xing tried to describe the strange women who were watching him, "but they had no malice, so they looked from afar and laughed happily."

"Silly boy." Belmode 'smacked'.

"What did you mean before?" Chen Xing couldn't help but say.

Belmode held his chin, and the can in his hand gently knocked on the railings one after another. He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance. His beautiful eyes were a little confused in the sun.

“I’m in a mysterious organization, one of which is to study the secrets of human genes,” she said. “And we do something for research.”

Chen Xing reads little, so he doesn’t understand the term ‘gene’.

"Simply put, it is to study drugs, strength or life span that breaks through the limits of the human body." Belmode said.

"Oh." Chen Xing understood and suddenly glanced at her.

Belmode looked back with a smile.

Her appearance was just as Chen Xing saw when she was a child, as if the years had stopped and passed by her.

Chen Xing hesitated for a moment and did not ask.

"Do you want to join?" asked Belmode.

Thinking about it? Chen Xing was also thinking in his heart that no one could refuse whether it was strength or lifespan, especially if his practice encountered a bottleneck, it would be difficult to break through.

"You came to me, do you actually want me to join?" Chen Xing asked.

Although his tone was still as normal, it was like there was an undercurrent under the calm lake. It turned out that she was not visiting her, but with a purpose. In fact, she was also...

Just as he was thinking about it, his shoulder was suddenly patted. He turned his head and the man leaned against the railing, closer to him. His hair was a little shattered by the wind on the river, some covered his face and some touched the corner of his mouth.

"What I told you is true, and I didn't lie to you." Belmode narrowed his eyes. "I just gave a choice, you can trust me, or go back. But no matter what, I will still treat you as a son."

I was listening to the front, and Chen Xing thought for a while, but when he heard the last sentence, his face turned dark.

Belmode smiled and reached out and grabbed his ear, "So, will you believe me?"

I looked at it with the same light and bright woman with bright eyes and gentle smiles.

...

“Where is this place?”

Chen Xing asked, looking at the inconspicuous double-storey building in front of him.

It was almost noon and the two came from the riverside.

It is undeniable that he became curious about the organization and chose to believe in this woman who seemed suddenly but broke into her life like a destiny.

Belmode turned the car keys with his fingertips, raised his chin, "Just follow me."

Chen Xing followed.

The building can't be seen from the outside, it looks like a double-storey factory building that can be seen everywhere, but after entering, I found that it was different. Whether it was the black suit security guards with indifferent expressions or the surveillance probes with tricky angles, it all showed that this place is far from as simple as you see.

I got on the elevator for transporting goods, but I didn't walk up, but went underground. When the elevator door opened, a very spacious space appeared in front of me.

Then, there are clearly audible gunshots.

Chen Xing looked at it with some curiosity. This place was like an underground training ground. He could not understand many equipment, such as gun targets, sandbags, dummies, etc., but more of them were facilities that he had never seen before.

There are many people with fierce temperaments training, and there are two people fighting on the ring next to them, fisting to the flesh, shouting and it hurts.

Of course, some people noticed their arrival, but no one dared to watch it too much, just doing their own things.

"What is this?" Chen Xing looked around.

"Organize training grounds for grassroots members." Belmode said casually.

Chen Xing nodded, without asking questions, but just followed her all the way forward, and then stopped at the exquisite bar where he provided rest, and there were two people sitting and smoking.

One is full of fleshy face, burly and big, with a black suit tightly supported by muscles, wearing a black top hat and large sunglasses, with a fierce aura and cool. When smoking, he was so angry that he wanted to stuff the cigarette mouth into his throat.

The other one is a slender young man, wearing a decent and rigorous black windbreaker, with long silver hair covering half of his eyes under the brim of the hat, and his side face was very cold. He seemed to smoke casually, but his cold aura was surrounded by a murderous aura. His eyes seemed to be confused in the smoke, and he was indifferent to everything.

Due to Chen Xin's keen perception of Jiandao, Chen Xing subconsciously touched the wooden knife hanging on his back, as if extreme danger was coming, and his body was about to respond to stress, but he controlled himself.

Although the big guy wearing sunglasses had a bit of malicious intentions when he looked at him, the other guy who was indifferent and indifferent was the one who really had a death threat.

"It's him?" Vodka spoke, feeling a little indifferent, "It seems nothing special."

The existence of the Ghost Bloodline of the Tufang family in legends sounds quite intimidating, but no one has seen it. Even the information they possessed did not appear on the rainy night when the Tufang family was destroyed more than ten years ago.

So, when Vodka saw Chen Xing, he lost interest. This ordinary little white face has lived in that kind of temple for more than ten years... This is not outrageous.

He felt that this kid should not join the organization, but go to the hospital to see a psychiatric department.

"Gin, vodka." Belmode introduced to the three, "I am very happy."

"Hello." Chen Xing took the initiative.

Vodka 'hmm'.

"You decided to let him join the organization?" Gin looked at Belmode.

Belmode nodded and put his arm on Chen Xing's shoulder, "I am his only relative, of course I have to take care of him."

Half of these words were said to Chen Xing.

"Does he know what it means to join the organization?" Gin asked again.

"I will find out later, and the gentleman agrees to let him try." Belmode chuckled.

Gin slammed and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray to shatter it. He was not interested in this trick that seemed to coax a child to play house.

"Whatever you want." He got up, looked at the silent boy coldly, and finally took care of Belmode's face, left without saying anything.
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