Looking at his hurried back, Zhao Jiangyuan snorted coldly: "He is a boy with a strong sense of justice. When someone dies, his whole eyes have changed."

After saying that, he turned his head again and looked at Qiao Feng. After getting into the sharp look of the master, Qiao Feng couldn't help but lower his head.

After being silent for about five seconds, he spoke, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Don't talk about things that are irreversible. You'd better hope not to meet this kid again in the future."

The two of them did not leave the elevator, but walked towards the escalator. After returning to the first floor, Qiao Feng's first feeling was that countless people began to concentrate in the same direction behind. At the same time, many policemen in police uniforms began to maintain order and rushed towards that direction.

Facing these curious crowds, Qiao Feng and Zhao Jiangyuan, the only ones walking outside, were like two waves going upstream. After walking out of the mall, many police cars parked on the road at the door formed a scenic spot that made Qiao Feng gasp. But Zhao Jiangyuan faced the rows of police cars, as if they were nothing, walked out of the encirclement of the police cars and left the mall in a very casual manner.

After crossing two roads, Qiao Feng turned around and looked at the mall that had disappeared in his eyes again. Finally, he accelerated his pace to Zhao Jiangyuan and spoke.

"That person wasn't committing suicide, right?"

The god of death sneered, lowered his head slowly, and looked at Qiao Feng.

The look in her eyes was like a sarcasm that could not be counted, and it was more like a kind of contempt.

"How can I see it?"

"I have no idea."

Qiao Feng shook his head gently and said, "I can't tell why. I just feel that a person who wants to commit suicide will run to the mall to commit suicide, and he will jump from a high place in front of so many people and hit the floor, which seems a bit strange."

The god of death laughed. The mockery at the corner of his mouth became even more intense.

"Chihuahua, it seems that in addition to having a lot of strange power, your intuition is also very sharp. No wonder you could detect Ye Jun's 'rebellion' last time. Hehe, hehe."

When talking about Ye Jun, Qiao Feng's mind flashed again, his eyes that looked at him quietly... He quickly shook his head and shook the bloody face in his mind. When he raised his head, Zhao Jiangyuan had already walked into the parking lot and drove out an extremely ordinary mulberry car.

"Get on the bus. I just received the order. It's time to go out the mission."

Qiao Feng got into the car, and what greeted him was Zhao Jiangyuan's slightly sinister smile.

After that, he did not specify what the task was. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the mulberry car was already caught in the rolling traffic. Soon, it merged into this busy city and disappeared without a trace...

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Task.

The mission of the Wandering Club.

Qiao Feng had a gloomy face, his hands intertwined, constantly stroking his fingers.

And beside him, Xia Yu curled up and looked at him with a puzzled look. At the same time, she glanced at the other people in the conference room.

Three killers sat at the long conference table.

Zhu Bo, who was ghostly faced, sat there steadily like a giant. The terrible face had no expression on his face. No, to be precise, even if there was an expression on his face, he might not be able to see it at all. When his face looked at Xia Yu, the little girl couldn't help but shrink her neck and stretched out her hand timidly. She pulled Qiao Feng next to her.

The demon dog Qiao Feng, the second killer sitting here. When Xia Yu pulled his clothes, the man was not moving now. His expression looked very serious, and such a serious expression also made Xia Yu a little scared. However, her little hand was still holding Qiao Feng's clothes tightly and refused to let go if she died.

The third person sitting here is Death God, Zhao Jiangyuan. He looked extremely relaxed, his feet were staggered on the table, and it was as relaxed as if he was on an outing.

These three killers are waiting now...

Wait for their mistress to arrive.

The clock hanging on the wall was ticking, ticking.

Xia Yu raised her head and looked around.

The coldness and silence here seemed to make her feel a little unbearable.

The little girl once again pulled Qiao Feng's sleeve, opened her mouth, and said, "Afeng...Wu...Why don't you talk? Woo...Yuyu, Yuyu is afraid..."

Her reliance, Qiao Feng, slowly turned his head and looked at her.

Although Xia Yu could still see some comfort and care in these eyes. But what she saw more was the feeling of tension and depression.

"Does she need to avoid it? When the princess tells us to do the task, it is best for irrelevant personnel to avoid it."

Zhu Bo looked at Xia Yu, and his terrible face and serious voice made Xia Yu even more frightened and shrank under the table. She curled up her legs, and her small body shrank into a small ball on the big chair. When facing Zhu Bo, she began to shake.

Zhu Bo saw his words and scared the little girl, so he couldn't help but lean back. After that, he picked up the hat he placed on the table and put it on, pressed it down, trying to cover his face as much as possible.

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Qiao Feng's calm voice made Xia Yu feel a little warmth. The little girl immediately raised her head, looked at him with an expression of extreme dependence, and laughed.

However, after getting in touch with her innocent smile, Qiao Feng turned his head and looked elsewhere. He seemed to have a little bit of it, and he didn't care about her.

The god of death on the other side was smiling, but he didn't say anything. Zhu Bo continued to press the hat on his head.

It was at this time that the door of the conference room opened, and the blonde princess walked in slowly and sat down on the main table of the conference table. After that, she threw a file bag in her arms on the table. As the princess's magic dog, Qiao Feng naturally stood up and opened the file bag, took out the files inside, and sent it to Zhao Jiangyuan and Zhu Bo.

“This is the mission.”

The princess said slowly.

At this time, Qiao Feng looked at the file bag, took out the third document from it, and said, "Princess. Can I... actually participate?"
Chapter completed!