Chapter 380 (1/2)
The dark second floor suddenly lit up a beam of light.
Li Qing raised her head in amazement and saw an old western face.
He is at least 60 years old, with a hooked nose, light blue pupils, silver white curly hair and wrinkled corners of his eyes. He is not tall, wears tolerant clothes, and looks down quietly with his arm on the handrail of the stairs. It seems that he has been standing there for a long time.
An unprecedented panic suddenly poured into Li Qing's heart. He couldn't help but step back and almost lost his voice: ”ram!”
No wonder Li Qing is so stunned, because the western old man he is facing at the moment is one of the three commanders of the blood skeleton!
The mysterious Western killer organization blood skeleton was disbanded several years ago. Its killers had already gone their separate ways and hid in the world. At this time, Li Qing met the commander of the year here. He knows what it means better than anyone.
I'm not here to talk to myself.
”Li, it's hard to see your expression like this.” RAM raised a smile around his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper. Staring at Li Qing with bright eyes, RAM turned and walked slowly down the dilapidated stairs. ”You didn't look like this before. It seems that even you have been slack in these years of comfortable life. Unexpectedly, he didn't realize that I was always waiting for you on the second floor.”
After a slight pause, RAM glanced at Ning Hui, and then opened his mouth again: ”if you come up to check, we will meet in advance. It won't be so troublesome.”
Although ram is a westerner, he speaks Chinese quite fluently and can't hear any stiff foreign accent.
The old stairs creaked. Li Qing stared at the silver haired old man in front of him. His voice was a little cold: ”what are you doing in China?”
”I'll come to you.” RAM gave a slight pause at his feet. ”Li, we're in great trouble and need your help. You know the rules of blood skeleton very well. It's good to help us. If you don't help us, we'll have great trouble.”
”The blood skeleton no longer exists,” Li Qing said firmly. ”You should not forget the holy castle church on July 13 four years ago. At that time, you disguised as a priest and told me the news that the blood skeleton was forced to dissolve.”
With a slight nod, RAM stepped down again: ”since it's forced, you should know it's unwillingness. Li, it's a blood skeleton for a while, and it's a blood skeleton all his life. No one can escape.”