Murder God Chapter 30
byChapter 30 030 Conditions.
Chapter 30
Jian Fang was stunned for two seconds.
He knew that Jian Zhi had changed a lot recently, but when he looked at Jian Zhi now, he felt that he was a complete stranger.
The younger brother in his memory was weak and soft, more delicate than the flowers on the branches. When something happened, he would only pull at the corners of his clothes and always hide behind him timidly.
Jian Zhi, who was now walking towards Cyril, pursed his lips tightly, and his jawline was clear and smooth. It was covered by the scarf, and only a small piece of cold white skin was exposed.
Jane felt relieved.
For the first time, he realized that he was staring at Jian Zhi, fascinated.
Ever since he saw Jian Zhi at the manor that day, all the emotions he had been suppressing burst out at this moment.
Jian Fang clearly realized that his brother was a beauty.
More moving than the moonlight on a snowy night, if there could be some unusual color left on that cold white skin…
Jian Fang’s Adam’s apple rolled, and she hurriedly looked away, fearing that if she looked at it for a second longer, her own weakness would be exposed.
The same goes for Cyril.
Halfway across the hall, his eyes were already fixed on Jian Zhi. Even though he knew it was neither polite nor decent, he still couldn’t look away.
Not only him…
Cyril snorted, and most of the people in the hall were looking at Jian Zhi.
Jian Zhi, wearing that inappropriate scarf, was stopped before he could reach Cyril.
“Jian Zhi, have you drunk too much?”
Zhang Chengzhi’s tone is gentle and his smile is gentler. He is more like his brother than Jian Fang.
He weakly helped his arm: “Why are you still wearing a scarf? Isn’t it hot?”
Jian Zhi nodded slightly: “A little bit.”
He raised his hand and pressed his temples.
The light aroma of wine emanated from his body. Zhangzhi suddenly felt a little dizzy and stared at him until Jian Zhi’s eyes became confused.
He suddenly woke up and smiled rather awkwardly.
He has been competing with Cyril for some years, not only in the Round Table, but also in various other departments of the federation. He and Cyril’s people have been fighting endlessly.
The third district represented by Charter Zhi, and the first district represented by Cyril, both parties are holding their breath and want to take the lead in the federal parliament in the coming year.
But there’s no need to fight over Xiao Qing’s person…
Zhang Chengzhi lowered his hands. He felt that he had really lost his head at that moment.
He obviously just met Jian Zhi’s eyes.
In the brightly lit hall, Zhang Zhangzhi suddenly felt thirsty.
He looked at the wine glass in Jian Zhi’s hand, wanting to take it over and take a sip of champagne with the almost invisible mark on the rim of the glass.
What will it taste like?
When Zhang Zheng was in a daze, Cyril had already walked over quickly.
He suppressed his anger, and the look in his eyes was dark and unclear.
They are all men, who doesn’t know who?!
What did Zhang Zhi mean when he stared at Jian Zhi like that just now?
I usually don’t deal with him in every meeting, so forget it, it’s just work, don’t get angry, but what does it mean now?!
On the trial stand last time, his people failed to arrest Jian Zhi. At that time, Cyril suspected that Zhang Zhi was secretly causing trouble.
How could there be such a coincidence? He was going to find a reason to send Jian Zhi to the White Tower, but lightning, thunder, violent wind and rain, or some other miracle from the sky, took Jian Zhi away?
Oh.
The Federation has superpowers, but Cyril never believed in the existence of gods.
He has already set up a laboratory to study the secrets of superpowers. Recently, the laboratory has produced some results. Their understanding and control of superpowers are gradually increasing.
It’s ridiculous that these people, who are clamoring about miracles all day long, still think it’s the Middle Ages?
However, according to the report sent by Jian Luzhong, Jian Zhi has also awakened his powers recently, and a very powerful person with powers has appeared next to him.
As a result, it can no longer be the same as before.
If Jian Zhi is taken away casually, even if the Jian family agrees, Jian Zhi himself will probably resist.
Use gentler methods.
“Jian Zhi, long time no see.”
Cyril walked over gracefully, ignoring the regulations, and clinked glasses with Jian Zhi first.
“How was the dinner? Did you have fun?”
“It’s very interesting,” Jian Zhi smiled, “It’s more interesting than the previous dinner parties.”
It will be more interesting when Jian Fang stabs you later.
From the corner of his eye, he had already caught a glimpse of Jian Fang’s shadow, floating behind a pillar. The color was so light that it would hardly attract anyone’s attention.
At this kind of dinner, no one would care about Jian given his status.
In addition, he has long been accustomed to doing such dirty things, and he is even more comfortable with it.
“Really? Then I’m relieved. I’m afraid you’ll be bored.” Cyril knew nothing about his plan and still greeted him with a smile. “You’re young and don’t usually come to meetings. We’re worried that you won’t be interested in the dinner either.”
“I was ignorant before,” Jian Zhi pursed his lips and gave a faint smile, “I will come in the future.”
Cyril’s smile became a little more sincere, and he was about to say something else. Zhang Zhangzhi was one step ahead of him, found a topic, and started chatting with Jian Zhi.
The unknown fire in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Cyril glanced at Zhang Zhi calmly, but Zhang Zhi ignored him.
Zhang Zhangzhi was chatting with Jian Zhi about the round table. He was more likable than Jian Fang and Cyril. Now it happened that District 12 could cooperate with District 3 to jointly develop some projects to strengthen Jian Zhi’s voice in District 12.
“Your father and you… that brother are really disgraceful.”
Zhang Chengzhi smiled warmly and took Jian Zhi to sit down on a sofa. He called the waiter and brought some snacks.
“If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me and I will help.”
Jian Zhi nodded slightly. On the day he was taken to the trial stand, Zhang Zhi was not in the audience, so he was still somewhat moral.
When Zhang Cheng saw that he agreed, his smile deepened.
Cyril walked over quickly. He had just taken a few smooth breaths and wanted to suppress the evil fire in his heart, but his heart kept beating too fast, making him more concerned about Jian Zhi’s every move.
How could he laugh at the charter?Doesn’t this person know how to laugh?
When he walked to the sofa and was about to speak and join in their chat, Jian Zhi suddenly moved.
He put down the wine glass in his hand, as if he thought it was too hot in the hall, took off his scarf and jacket, and handed them to the waiter beside him.
The dark gray pinstriped vest outlines the young man’s newly grown body. It is not as thin as a teenager, but it still retains the slim beauty. The vest is cut just right, making the waist appear to be extremely narrow, as if it can be held with one hand.
But the most eye-catching thing was the red mark on his neck.
On the back of the neck, it can only be seen when the head is lowered.
It’s specious, and it’s particularly eye-catching on the cold white skin.
Cyril stared at the red mark and was stunned for a moment.
Who is it that left such traces on Jian Zhi’s body?!
There were traces of someone else on the beauty he had coveted for a long time, and there was also a deadly enemy who was courting him. Cyril was so distracted that he didn’t notice that the air was slightly distorted, and there was a small crack coming from the wind!
A black shadow passed by him, and he raised the knife and pulled a huge gash in his chest!
The wine glass in Jian Zhi’s hand fell to the ground.
The mellow wine spilled all over the floor and spread on the carpet, leaving a rich aroma.
Cyril slowly fell down, making a dull sound, and was mostly absorbed by the carpet. Almost no one noticed.
The hall was still very lively, and Jian Zhi couldn’t help but suspect that if he and Zhang Cheng didn’t speak, Cyril would lie here until the blood ran out.
Jian Fang’s knife avoided the vital point. I don’t know what he was thinking. He was probably afraid that if Cyril was killed here, the Federation would be in chaos.
At times like this, he was inexplicably moral.
Jian Fang lowered his head and suppressed a sneer. When he raised his head again, he already had a panicked expression.
He held his face in his hands, looking as if he was too frightened to speak. He watched with cold eyes as Cyril covered his chest, panting like a bellows, opening and closing his lips, unable to say a word.
But he was clearly far from dead.
Moreover, his wounds were slowly and slowly healing.
…He is also a superpower.
Jian Zhi instantly confirmed his identity and was about to pretend for a while when Zhang Zhi had already reacted, waved to the waiter and whispered a few instructions.
“Xiao Zhi, don’t be afraid. It’s okay. I’ve asked them to call the doctor.”
Zhang Zhi put the wine glass aside, straightened his tie, stood up with a smile on his face, and pointed to the center of the hall.
“I’ll go over there and be right back.”
Jian Zhi lowered his eyelashes and responded.
Zhang Zhi walked quickly to the center of the hall. When he stood there, the spotlight suddenly turned on and enveloped him. He put on a calm expression and announced the news of Cyril’s assassination to everyone.
Jian Zhi looked at Cyril on the carpet and suspected that Zhang Zhang wanted him to die.
But he didn’t let Jian Fang stab him because he wanted to kill Cyril.
“Chief Delos.”
Jian Zhi knelt down next to Cyril with a playful smile.
“I don’t know if you know it, but I am already a superpower.”
Cyril’s eyes lit up, of course he knew!
The important news Jian Luzhong sent him a few days ago was that Jian Zhi had become a superpower, and he asked him if he could, for the sake of this, give the Jian family some more privileges, preferably a few seats in the First District Council.
But now, he was thinking about other worldly things.
Blood was pouring out from between his fingers. Although the knife just did not hurt his heart, it still stabbed into his chest.
He now has supernatural powers, but he is still a flesh and blood body. If the blood is allowed to flow like this, there will only be death.
He didn’t believe the charter would even call him a doctor.
“Can…treatment…?” Cyril said hoarsely.
Jian Zhi nodded and placed his hand on his wound. A faint white light overflowed and the blood flow slowed down visibly to the naked eye.
Cyril’s eyes lit up, almost piously.
Jian Zhi took his hand back and allowed the severe pain to hit him again.
“Chief Delos, if you want my treatment, you must agree to some conditions.”
Jian Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at Cyril with a very sincere expression.
“I promise to cure you if you wish.”
Cyril has been playing power for many years and knows that nothing will be lost if his life is gone, so he nodded calmly: “I agree.”
“You haven’t listened to my conditions yet,” Jian Zhi said slowly, “First, you have to find a way to squeeze me into the top four of the round table.”
Cyril’s eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth with such ambition…
But he still nodded: “Okay.”
“Second, I want to have free access to the military headquarters. The chairman of the first district is under your control. This request must not be difficult.”
Jian Zhi smiled slightly, as if he had long been sure that he would agree, and put forward his last condition.
“Third, send me some people from your laboratory. I’m going to go to the contaminated area.”
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