Warm Marriage and Doting: Male God, please enter the game

Carefully considering the gains and losses, the narrow and long eyes gave the next command with interest, watching the controller showing that the guards at all levels have activated the security guard of the base, and low-pitched laughter swayed in the cold air.

"Son of Yan Zhen, let me take a look..."

Out of thinking about the initial encounter, Yan Qing finally led the members of Yunying to search the villa.

That kind of defense is too much and unreasonable for a vacant island.

Based on this judgment, Yan Qing chose to continue the search while keeping in touch with other members.

fast.

It was also a sudden discovery, because the signal of the communicator was interfered.

Following the source of the disturbance, they finally discovered the secret door hidden under the carpet in the study on the first floor.

Following the secret door, they finally found the entrance to the underground base.

He had no time to worry about the malfunctioning communicator, nor the worries mentioned by members of Yunying. As soon as the door was blasted open, Yan Qing couldn't wait to step into it.

Tore off a crumbling piece of iron and looked around. After the members of the investigation handled a few probes neatly, Yan Qing looked at the iron in his hand and fell into deep thought.

After the explosion of this door, there were only a few long corridors, and there were no guards in sight. This was very strange, and it also aggravated the vigilance of several people.

Thinking about it, Yan Qing turned a corner and walked into one of the long corridors. The moment he stepped in, he suddenly felt a crisis and subconsciously retreated sideways. He stepped on his toes and jumped across the corner, aiming a backhand shot at a place.

In an instant, he only felt something passing by the horns of his hair, and when he rolled up with him, he only heard a loud noise not far behind him, and some fragments scratched his cheek, bringing a bloody smell that was a little irritating His blood.

Yan Qing licked the corner of his mouth and quietly looked at the stone wall exposed at the location of the loud noise. He was silent for a few seconds, and looked sideways at the constantly flashing red light next to the bullet hole he left behind, frowning. Just as he was thinking of something , there was a violent noise, he only had time to yell "find cover", and then dodged to the side and crashed into the back of the overturned wall. The inertia made him roll for a while, but he didn't close his senses, and noticed With the sound of breathing in this space, Yan Qing stood up and stared coldly at a pair of astonished eyes, achieving a kill.

time is limited.

He tried several times to push back the stone wall but failed, Yan Qing closed his eyes after several blows were ineffective, with such a voice in his heart, he opened the clip and looked at the remaining number and walked towards the only door here.

"Already separated..."

Suddenly, the communicator in the sterile room turned on, and the monitoring room heard a sound of communication. The slender knuckles hit the long table in the dark, and the fingertips and the table struck a strange rhythm. A burst of laughter smeared, The colorless glass gradually turned into a dark color, projecting the images from the camera.

"Although there are only half pipes, let's start migrating."

The stone walls here seem to be disposable toys. After being pushed away once, they can no longer be pushed away a second time.

Yan Qing felt like a toy locked into a pre-prepared maze by someone, and could only be played with wantonly.

This made him feel particularly depressed, a dilemma.

The last bullet was exhausted after all, kicking away the corpse, Yan Qing could only throw away the useless wreckage angrily.

Looking at the messy passages around him, he frowned, but he had no choice but to move forward.

Suddenly, he didn't know where he was, a green light flashed under Yan Qing's feet, and there was a loud noise all around him instantly. He looked around vigilantly, and a stone wall opened in front of him so abruptly.

Yan Qing was silent, but when he looked back, he found that other roads had been blocked.

This feeling of being restrained was very bad, but he found that he seemed to have no choice.

He had to go through the door, and fell into an eerie silence.

It's not that there are many special things in the room, but on the contrary, that room looks very ordinary.

It was a very spacious room with a wooden floor and a white ceiling, with a few incandescent lamps hanging from it, and there was a fence around it. The four walls behind the fence were made of mirrors, and the man stood in the middle with his back Stand there facing him.

His short black hair was casually scattered around his neck, and he lowered his head to look at the few pieces of paper in his hand. The light shone on his tall figure, and his broad shoulders cast a large shadow on the ground. Just standing there, the tight muscles have already brought a huge sense of oppression, as if the air is about to condense, putting tremendous pressure on Yan Qing, with just one glance, Yan Qing has already guessed that he is the boss of Snake Slough , the person you are looking for.

"Yan Qing, the only son of the Yan family, the... only son of Yan Zhen." The deep voice seemed to have a sighing tone, which could not be called unpleasant, but it could not be called friendly either.

He turned his head, revealing a face that was still handsome despite the traces of time. The full forehead gave him a different sense of wisdom. The bangs were casually scattered in front of his forehead. But the eyes revealed a kind of complexity with some insight falling on Yan Qing, as if he wanted to see some distant shadow through him.

For a moment, Yan Qing thought of the back view of his father he saw when he was very young, but he quickly thought of Bai Ruoxia, he quickly put this thought behind him, and just frowned.

"Where is she?" Yan Qing asked hurriedly.

"Her?" There seemed to be some turmoil in his eyes, but it didn't seem to change. The person suddenly laughed, and clear smile lines appeared on the person's face, as if he had heard something in a good mood. It made him look a little harmless for a moment.

He gently tossed the paper aside, took out a handkerchief and lazily wiped his knuckles, half-raised his eyelids and stared at Yan Qing.

"Young man... don't worry too much. However, this sentence is really familiar. Let me think... when did I hear it." Those long and narrow eyes narrowed a dangerous arc, as if Some malicious emotions overflowed from it, and the taut texture pulled back some ferocious emotions under the restraint of the material, leaving a ray of reason behind.

He stared at Yan Qing suddenly, as if he was staring at some kind of prey. The excessive laughing arc gave people a very bad sense, annoying, and made Yan Qing feel very bad.

"By the way, more than ten years ago, it seems that I also asked your father that. Where is she..."

The deep voice was scattered in the air, eloquently, and it seemed that there were some hidden emotions hidden in it. Yan Qing was difficult to distinguish and did not want to distinguish, but some keywords in it made him realize something, his pupils shrank, and he stared at Looking at the other party, he clenched his fist unconsciously and took a step forward, but he suppressed the turbulent thoughts after all.

"What do you mean?" Yan Qing shouted at him.

"Have you ever heard of eternity?" He just looked away coldly, continued to wipe his knuckles, and asked questions as if inadvertently. His deep voice echoed in the room, giving people a strange feeling.

Yan Qing looked at the other party in doubt, trying to find the cause of this problem, but to no avail, he could only frown in silence in return.

"It seems that that guy didn't tell you at all... it's just..." There was a sneer, I don't know who he was laughing at, but the weird smile faded away, and those long and narrow eyes were full of nostalgia: " Your father, we... used to be friends."

Yan Qing was a little dazed. He didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the photos in the broken photo frames that he saw on his father's bedside table when he was very young.

"After all, it was an era when there were only a few outstanding people. He had a good mother and a good father. Therefore, in the underworld at that time, he was also a prominent figure who was famous in his early years."

Yan Qing inexplicably thought of his grandparents deep in his memory, and how they used to be proud of their father.

In his memory, after his mother died, he had been working hard, because of hatred and because of his father's concealment, so he always wanted to escape and stand up by himself.

However, no matter how hard he tried, his grandparents always just happily touched his head without any surprise.

Only when their father is mentioned, they will show proud expressions.

Even though they sneered, they just wanted to explain, not anything else.

Unfortunately, I never want to listen to it.

Unconsciously, Yan Qing thought about the thin background in the shadow of memory again, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his fingertips quietly sank into the palm of his hand.

"We have known each other since we were very young... Surprisingly... Although we were originally rivals, we got along pretty well. At that time, we...we were probably younger than you are now. That At that time, he didn't know your mother, and we were also the closest partners, and we cooperated with each other, and when we developed our power to the peak together, we were very prosperous."

Yan Qing suddenly realized that his father had also been young.

For some reason, the atmosphere changed a little, a little depressed, Yan Qing carefully looked at the man in front of him.

This is said to be the existence of my father's former friend.

It can be said that this person's stature is really taller than ordinary people, perhaps because the snake is an organization that conducts dangerous smuggling business in a relatively turbulent environment all the year round, so more time only deepened his fierceness. strength.

Yan Qing could really feel that this person was happy when he talked about that memory, but he also felt the suppressed pain behind this happiness.

Suddenly, Yan Qing noticed that his eyes had changed, and the color became darker.

"But then, everything changed. He married your mother, owned you, and alienated me."

There was a strange pause in his voice, and then he continued, "Of course, with family responsibilities, I can understand. It's just..."

As if feeling something, Yan Qing carefully observed the person's expression, and had a vague guess.

Looking at this person, I also had some unclear opinions.