Chapter 492: I beg you

"beg me."
The girl was wearing a white cotton dress with a light tone, and she looked far away like a daffodil in full bloom, but at the moment she broke her finger on her foot, and her arrogance revealed that she was so cold-blooded and cruel. Doubt, once she was upset, the crotch fingers would become flesh.
"Zero, don't bully people too much!" Six-finger's face, which had become red because of pain, became harder to look. He twitched his fingertips, trying to restrain his bloodthirsty urge. He swears that if he can find a chance, he will kill her.
"Three ... two ..." Song Ye counted down directly, staring at the other person's eyes full of hatred, just as he did not let go.
Just as the word was about to exit, I finally heard a six-finger roar, "I beg you, I beg you!"
Face is more important than life, and the choice of six fingers is expected by everyone.
However, Song Ye's approach is too overbearing and perverse. Such people, at first, should be a small white flower with good intentions.
The old ghost watched the girl calmly withdraw her feet, and then walked peacefully toward the village, a pair of dead fish eyes kept staring at her, wondering what she was thinking.
It's not that Song Ye did too much, but that this intensive training did not kill her today. If she didn't reverse the public's impression of her in this round, I'm afraid she will be beaten back to the original furnace and rebuilt after returning. I don't know what year and month will be able to get out of the base.
The helicopter returned with a group of seven people. Song Ye watched the raging fire in Luojia Village in mid-air, remembering the gloomy man's eyes when talking about his mother when he was dying, resting his fists on his knees and clenching a bit.
Country Z, Luo Province, Shishi.
With the return of this intensive training, Song Ye's position in the base also quietly changed.
She moved to a higher floor and had gorgeous and colorful rooms. She no longer needs to be limited to dressing. It can be said that her status has been the same as that of the six fingers, and she even feels slightly above them.
Next, Song Ye received a systematic study. In addition to going to the designated No. 1 cage in the basement every day, the rest of the time, she needed to learn the use of various hot and cold weapons, and someone specially taught her assassination techniques.
These things, Song Ye, seem to be studying the surface, but in fact these courses are familiar to her, just as they were born, which further validates Song Ye's ideas.
Her previous identity was a killer, but she did not belong to the other side.
It's just that she didn't tell anyone about these things. Even the old ghost who expressed her concern for her several times, she was always cold and warm, didn't accept or refuse.
Days passed fast in the study day after day. The only thing that interested Song Ye was that there was a course in mechanical engineering in the course of study, which included the development and assembly of various chips, and even airplanes. Design and development.
This aroused her great interest, like an ignorant child immersed in it all day to absorb new knowledge.
Then, at the close of the year, Song Ye once again saw the highest level of the other side of the flower.
"This is your first task. Complete it well. There will be rewards when you return." The woman threw a folder over, and Kou Dan's nails rubbed against the back of her hands, smiling sweetly.
Song Ye didn't say much. She grabbed the file and turned to leave, but when she came to the door, she heard the woman ’s warning again. "Remember to make a report every day, otherwise the taste of clicking is uncomfortable. Also, be careful when the target comes back. But my dim sum. "
Hearing that instead of killing, but coming back, Song Ye was a little curious, but he didn't ask much, "Yes." A slight buzz, the figure had disappeared outside the gate.
When she never saw the girl outside the door, Lena shook her head and smiled, "It's really cold, like an ice, and I don't know what's good."
In the talking room, a man came out of the compartment, which is the true face of the old ghost under the black robe, and the real master of the other side, Wu Yuzheng, as long as Lena knows her identity.
"You only need to care about your dim sum right now, the others don't need you to worry about it." Wu Yuzhen went to the sofa and sat down, a little light on Song Ye's cold attitude.
Lena knew him, and giggled, "Oh, I never thought you would lose the battle, or you would use your true colors, maybe she will fall in love with your face."
Wu Yuzheng has been approaching Song Ye but has no choice but to laugh at Lena gave the most favorable counterattack. He threw two things in his pocket on the table, a tick on the corner of his lips, a little style, Do you know what these two things are? "
Lena leaned over to pick it up, but after seeing it clearly, her face changed, "Where did this come from?"
"Huh? What do you say?" Wu Yuchen smiled and asked, pointing back.
Lena's face suddenly turned black, and she slammed things back onto the table.
I saw a black marble square table with a five-pointed medal and a silver bullet necklace. These two things are not ordinary objects, and they are from the same person, and this person is still Lena. On the apex of Xiao thought for a long time.
That man has always been cold-blooded and never brought women close to him. Many people have never taken advantage of it, but now he gives another woman a medal representing honor and a new technology developed in secret. The meaning of this one comes to mind. It makes people jealous.
"This task, substitutions, can not let her go." Lena stared at the two things on the table, anxiously looking at the table out of a hole.
"Why nervous, it's only she who can deal with it, the mission can be successful. Otherwise you think that person is so easy to get back, Lena, you can't help but want to take possession of him, you must endure." Wu Yuxi smiled unconsciously It seems that it is a pleasure to see her get angry.
"Then you're not afraid that stealing the chicken won't break the rice, won't she even come back?" Lena was still worried, no, it was more jealous.
"Oh, no, she will come back, I promise." Wu Yuxi's face was full of smiles, and that laughter was full of confidence.
Late at night, for Song Ye who was about to leave to perform the task, the night was still lonely and deserted.
Since teaching the Six Fingers, other people in the base have kept aloof to themselves, but even without that one, Song Ye would not expect them to see her off.
In this kind of organization, human nature seems to be weak, let alone human beings.
After finishing packing and taking a shower, Song Ye poured a glass of vodka, laid it on his feet, and sat on the windowsill to open the information in his hand.