Chapter 1828: The strongest person

A wry smile appeared on Morrow's face, and he stubbornly said, "Mr. Derek, I...I don't know how to explain all this to you, the development of things is a little bit different from what we expected..."
"what?!"
Derek's voice on the other end of the phone changed and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this? Have your identities been discovered by Yanxia officials? Did they get evidence?!"
"That's not true!"
Moro whispered, "I handled this very cleanly!"
"Is that Sorog and Furukawa who were also seriously injured?!"
Derek's voice eased a little.
"This... is more serious than... than you said..."
Moro froze.
"Could it be that one of them...one of them sacrificed?!"
Derek's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became sharp, and his tone was full of anger.
"No... more than one person..."
Moro whispered.
"what?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone almost yelled this sentence and said in surprise, "You mean, both of them are dead?!"
"Yes... Both of them were sacrificed..."
Moro quickly wiped the sweat off his head, his face pale as paper.
After he finished speaking, Derek on the other end of the phone was silent for an instant, because Derek was turning black and he was about to faint.
After a while, Derek slowed down and continued to ask, "Well...what about Ling Xiao?!"
"Also... also dead..."
Moro whispered.
"Dead too?!"
Derek was taken aback for a moment, and then, like a furious beast, he kept throwing objects around him, and at the same time he kept yelling, "Damn it! Trash! Fool!"
You know, in his heart, Sorog and Furukawa Kazuya are the future of special love!
Ling Xiao is their reliable and solid ally in the hot summer!
This price is too great for them!
After he got tired of scolding, he stopped, panting heavily, and muttered, "Unexpectedly, killing a He Jiarong would cost us such a huge price..."
Hearing his words, Moruo's body trembled like chaff, and his voice was low, "He...He Jiarong, he...he is not dead..."
"what did you say?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone seemed to have hit a ghost and suddenly screamed, "Didn't you just tell me that He Jiarong has been eliminated?!"
"I... I didn't say..."
Moro said carefully, "You are always talking to yourself!"
"Damn it! Rubbish! Shit!"
Derek on the other end of the phone yelled again, then his voice was low, and he staggered and sat on the sofa, his chest was violently up and down, breathing was extremely difficult, and he almost fainted.
"Mr. Derek, Mr. Derek, are you okay?!"
Moro asked anxiously.
Derek sat on the sofa, staring at the front blankly, and muttered, "The devil... this person is the devil..."
Furukawa Kazuya, Sorog, the latest gene medicine.
They gave almost everything they had at this stage, but in the end, they still failed to get rid of the "devil" Lin Yu. For him, it was an extremely painful blow!
"Although... Although we have lost Sorog, Furukawa Kazuya, and Ling Xiao, we still have Mr. Wanxiu!"
Moruo rushed to Derek to soothe him, "Ling Xiao told me that his master, Mr. Wanxiu, is the strongest person in the summer!"
"fart!"
Derek scolded angrily, "The strongest person in the summer is He Jiarong, the demon incarnation!"
Every time he fails to kill Lin Yu, he will re-establish his knowledge of Lin Yu. In his eyes, Lin Yu is no longer in the category of humans!
"Ling Xiao told me that the reason why He Jiarong is still alive now is because he hasn't met Mr. Wan Xiu yet!"
Mo Luo gritted his teeth and said, "Moreover, I have also investigated. The person He Jiarong considers the most serious is Ling Xiao's Master Wanxiu!"
"Then why didn't Wanxiu get rid of He Jiarong before?!"
Derek asked coldly.
"Because Mr. Wanxiu is wanted by the official hot summer, he dare not show up at will, and he has been accumulating strength!"
Moruo hurriedly explained, "In the words of their Yanxia people, it is called ‘practice’ to make yourself stronger, so you will be more confident in the face of He Jiarong!"
Hearing what he said, Derek's mood on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down, and he whispered, "If we don't solve He Jiarong, I'm afraid, next, he will come to us first!"
Moro shook his body when he heard the sound, and subconsciously looked at the door guarded by the bodyguard, terrified, then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Derek, or me, I will go back to China to avoid the limelight!"
"Back to what country?!"
Derek on the other end of the phone scolded angrily, "Now, the most important thing for you is to get in touch with Wanxiu, and then work with Wanxiu to find a way to get rid of He Jiarong!"
Derek said angrily and hung up the phone.
Moro looked solemnly at the phone in his hand, condensed his eyebrows for a moment, then gritted his teeth and yelled outside the door, "Hurry up, go to the airport!"