Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 132: Sacrifice

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"Useless things!"

Hydrick cursed coldly, the palm of his hand that usually holds a wine glass or paintbrush is now carrying a long barbed whip. The long whip waved with Hedrick's arm, bringing up a dark red trajectory in the air, heavily adding another wound to Robert's body.

Robert took off his shirt, and the chain locked his hands and collarbone, fixing him to the wall. This made him unable to move at all, and he could only let Heidek lash. Robert's body is already bloody, and people don't know how many times he has fainted. But as long as he was in a coma, a bucket of icy cold water was enough to wake him up again, so he returned to this hell.

The hook-shaped barbs on the long whip are not only covered with blood, but also covered with meat scraps. Every time he comes into close contact with Robert's body, these barbs will tear some flesh off his body. Robert was able to grit his teeth and endure at first, but 10 minutes later, he kept screaming and begging. As for now, he just wanted to die and die immediately, but it was a pity that Hedrick did not do what he wanted.

After Robert was in a coma again, Heydrick threw the whip to one of the guards and said, "I want him to die again at this time tomorrow. Remember, one minute can't be lost."

The middle-aged guard nodded with a grim expression, and then sent someone to get emergency medicine. Since Haidrick wants Robert to die tomorrow, he can't even think about dying now. In Heydrick's private warehouse, several drugs can stimulate a person's life potential. Even if it is near death, it can last a day.

Hydrick wiped his palms with a clean handkerchief, and a few drops of blood were splashed on it. After wiping it clean, throw the handkerchief on the ground by the way, and then said to a figure in the shadow: "Come with me, it's time to meet your ineffective eldest brother."

"Yes, father." The man walked over from the shadows. He has dark green soft hair, soft and delicate features, a rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a faint smile on his face. He was still a teenager, and his whole body smelled very clean, obviously incompatible with this dark cell. During the 45 minutes when Heydrick tortured Robert, the boy's eyes remained on Robert's body without ever shifting.

There is always this gentle smile on his face. So, no matter how kind this smile looked, it was undoubtedly a devil's smile in the eyes of the guard holding the whip.

That was Arthur, one of Heydrick's sons. When he walked past the guard, he had done a lot of **** work as a guard, but he couldn't help but give birth to a chill. The gaze of the young man was like that of some kind of cold-blooded animal.

Kodoff looked at the gleaming lead cloud in the distance, and his mood was as low as the dark cloud.

Since his return, Robert has taken it away. There is no news so far, I am afraid it is more or less good. Kodov didn't have time to pay attention to this combat skill instructor, and now he couldn't protect himself. Hedrick will definitely hold him accountable, this is beyond doubt. Kodov even thought about running away, but after seeing a few more tenth-level guards outside the door, he dismissed the idea.

Even though the guards said that Heydrick had sent more to protect him, but Kodov would not know that this is not protection but surveillance.

He didn't knock on the door, and didn't leave any time for Kodov to prepare. Heydrick just pushed in. When Kodov saw him, he greeted him in a panic. When he saw a slender and gentle boy standing behind Heydrick, Kodov almost squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Arthur!"

No one knows better than him, that his seemingly gentle and docile brother is actually more sinister and vicious than anyone else. Kodov still remembers that on his birthday one year, his brother gave him a poisonous scorpion as a gift, causing him to almost sting to death. Afterwards, Arthur could pretend to be innocent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Hydrick hadn't spoken since he entered the door. He walked to the window and looked out the window with his hand held down. Arthur smiled calmly, closed the door lightly, and found a chair to sit down. Like a good student, he put a book of "Politics and Philosophy" on his feet, then turned the pages of the book with gentle movements, and read the book in the room.

The atmosphere is very strange.

Cold sweat broke out on Kodoff's forehead. He didn't know what Heydrick meant. At this moment, he finally couldn't guess his father's intention. In the room, only the sound of Arthur flipping through the book sounded, and the rustling sound kept circling in Kodov's ears. Obviously, it was only a soft sound, but it fell in Kodov's ears at this moment, but it became louder and louder. At the end, Kodoff almost roared, he wanted Arthur to close the **** book.

Hydrick finally spoke: "It's almost winter."

"Yes, father." Kodov didn't know how to answer at all, so he spoke indiscriminately.

Hydrick did not look back, and continued: "In a few months, this year will end. Kodoff, you will be one year older."

"When I was your age, I already went to Outland. I have to say, Kodoff, you waste too much time on family affairs." Heydrick turned around, his eyes cold. It is like a cold winter wind and snow passing by Kodov: "You are cautious and careful. These are your strengths. But do you know what your weaknesses are?"

"Do you still ask my father for advice?" Kodoff lowered his head.

"That's being smart!" Hedrick shook his head: "I told you to be beautiful and don't leave any traces. But you can see what you have done, it's great, Kodoff, you I found an 18th-level assassin to work for you. But as a result, that person died, and Alan is still alive. The problem is that you have found a blood hand, and you have found a surface assassin!"

Kordoff was trembling with cold sweat. He had no idea where he was wrong.

"Before you hired him, didn't you investigate. This **** **** hand hasn't been commissioned for many years. Do you know what this means?" Hedrick snorted coldly, "It means His experience, techniques, and even his intuition as a killer have regressed. Even if he still has 18 source power, he can't give full play to his due advantage. Forget it, he even runs a company, can't you? I don’t know, how big a flaw will this leave you?"

"The goal of the Blood Hand is too obvious, my dear son. It is obvious that the Blood Scorpion can lift all his old things out by just moving his fingers. Then Anna can find the Blood Hand's agent and follow Touch this line down, and I don’t have to tell you in the end, right?"

Kordoff immediately raised his head and said: "That woman can't find out. I have made the bloodhand agent disappear."

"Disappeared?" Heydrick shook his head and sneered: "Why do I have such a stupid son like you? Just let the agent of Bloodhand disappear for what purpose, the goal of Bloodhand itself is too obvious, like him Such a person, do you think you can cover up your whereabouts? Anna doesn't even need to check the blood hand's agent, she can find the clues she wants through the blood hand's recent activities and other related details."

"Also, last time you didn't handle things on the black street cleanly. The reason is that Anna has already targeted my private account!"

Kordoff finally couldn't bear the pressure, and knelt down with a plop and said: "Father, what should I do then?"

"You should answer this question." Heydrick lowered his head, looked straight into his son's eyes and said: "Your grandfather has sent a notice that there will be a presbytery in three days. Kodoff , Do you know what this means?"

"This means that he may already have definite evidence in his hands. The **** thing is, you also got me involved! I think I warned you early in the morning not to let my name and the series of things you did Are things linked together?"

Kordoff suddenly hugged Heydrick’s feet and said, "Father, please, please help me. You talk to Grandpa. You see, Alan is not dead, the matter has not been irretrievable. To the point."

With a snap, Arthur closed the book and smiled: "You are right, Brother Kodov. Allen is not dead yet, but you go and put our people in a very embarrassing way. Position. Please also consider your father’s situation a little bit. Grandpa had been a bit of a complaint to us. Now because of you, my father will provoke grandpa’s anger."

"Shut up!" Kodov finally couldn't help snarling: "You **** born to a bitch, I'm talking to my father, so how can you intervene!"

The words fell apart, and Heydrick slapped his face with a slap. Kodov flew out all over, crushing a table, five big fingerprints floating on his face. He covered his face and looked at his father in horror. Heydrick sighed, "It's a pity, Kodoff, that Arthur is right this time. You did hurt me, even our people. But fortunately, as you said, things are still Not to the point of being irreparable. Of course, this requires a little sacrifice."

He walked over to Kodov, knelt down, and whispered in Kodov's ear. Then he stood up, winked at Arthur, and the two father and son left the room just like that. They walked out, and their own guard closed the door. Suddenly Kodov yelled from the door: "Father, I am also your son, why should I be so cruel to me!"

Hydrick smiled softly and left with his hand. After a while, he said: "You can see it clearly, Arthur. I hope you don't repeat the mistakes made by Kodov."

"I know, father."

"Tell me, then, what will you do to Alan next time?"

"I, I will try to be his friend and brother." Arthur squinted his eyes and smiled innocently: "The closest kind!"

Hydrick nodded and said cheerfully: "On this point, you are much better than Kodoff."

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