"It seems you all know."

Sister Huang said calmly: "Then I have nothing to say."

She struggled slightly, Chen Yang signaled, and the man in black let go of her arm.

Sister Huang calmly walked to the tea table, politely asked for permission, and sat down again.

She picked up the cup that insurance salesman Zhou Chu had used before, poured tea as if she were an outsider, touched Chen Yang's cigarette, lit one, and took a deep breath, looking intoxicated.

Sister Huang's appearance at this time is completely opposite to her usually cautious, honest and honest person. Instead, she brings out a sense of open-mindedness and detachment.

Chen Yang watched this scene with great interest, and could vaguely see from Sister Huang's demeanor at this moment why those people believed her.

"Do you look down on me? Hate me?"

Sister Huang blew out a puff of smoke and said with a detached tone like a clergyman: "That's what you don't understand."

"Everything in the world is suffering, and if a person is old, sick, alone or disabled, the suffering will be even worse."

"It's so painful, it's better to be free."

"I never force anyone.

You see, in the last moments of their lives, they all thanked me for my enlightenment."

Sister Huang put her hands on the tea table, leaned over slightly, creating a sense of oppression, and said seriously: "What did I do wrong?"

"As long as you are seamless, not suffering, and don't want to die, you won't die."

"I'm just enlightening them."

Chen Yang smiled, but did not argue anything, but asked: "Su Hongyu?"

The expression on Sister Huang's face was stagnant, as if she was constipated.

Su Hongyu is the only weirdo she has encountered in her career as a killer.

It's really weird to a certain extent.

The whole body is full of holes, so that it is completely integrated and seamless.

Sister Huang worked hard for a long time, and the biggest result was that Su Hongyu stopped playing mahjong.

For a moment, Sister Huang felt like a saint, completely forgetting what she wanted to do.

In fact, if Chen Yang doesn't let someone bring Sister Huang over today, she will disappear without a trace at most tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

She thought she couldn't handle Su Hongyu and gave up.

"It's a pity, it's only two days away."

Sister Huang sighed, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

Chen Yang didn't ask her what she meant by two days, whether she wanted to attack or escape. He just said calmly: "Are you done?"

Sister Huang continued to smile bitterly and said unsurprisingly: "Are you going to die now?"

Chen Fang sarcastically said: "You know exactly."

Sister Huang sighed, stood up, turned around with her hands behind her back, and a voice came from her back: "How could I not know about such a big clean-up in Xiajiang City?"

"It's a pity that I can't leave."

"If I'm discovered by you again, I'll die."

"Death is transcendence, liberation."

Sister Huang wanted to play her trick one last time, but this time she was not trying to convince others, but herself.

Chen Yang did not give her this chance.

He suddenly stood up and reached back.

A man in black stepped forward and handed a pistol with both hands.

Chen Yang pulled the safety button and personally put the muzzle of the gun to the back of Sister Huang's head.

At that moment, Sister Huang's whole body trembled, and then she started shaking like chaff as if she pressed some switch.

A smell of urine came from Sister Huang.

It is easy to convince others, but difficult to convince yourself.

When it really came to an end, she was afraid after all.

"I......"

"I'm still useful, I can help you..."

Sister Huang wanted to beg for mercy, to show her worth, to...

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