My Sister Exposed My Identity As A Villainous Godfather Chapter 81 – Old Boss, Let Me Send You Off Personally

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Liu Mingshi, right?”

“Sign this confidentiality agreement and you can leave. If you feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable, we will arrange psychological counseling for you for free.”
The Malang City Detective Bureau was brightly lit.

All the protesters of the sunlit world who had raised their placards outside the art museum and witnessed the final slaughter were led over to delete all the videos they had filmed, accept confidentiality agreements, or be appeased by psychologists.
The middle-aged detective, Shen Suyun, sat in front of Liu Mingshi and recorded the information. Then, he pushed the document to him and said.

“Alright!”

“Alright, I'l sign it now! I feel fine on the inside. I don't think I need to be counseled anymore.”

'The 35-year-old Liu Mingshi nodded continuously. He grabbed a pen and signed his name on the paper.

Very soon.

Liu Mingshi was wearing a white shirt and trousers with a suit on his wrist. When he stepped out of the building of the Malang City Police Department, his chest was still heaving violently. When he closed his eyes, he was reminded of the scene in front of a white classical building.
They walked along the road for a while.

Various terrifying techniques appeared in his mind.

The 4% compatibility with $S-grade template 'Zhao Gao' seemed very low, but in reality, for ordinary people, it was already showing fatal terror.

This was because the godfather had yet to teach the corresponding techniques and content.

Therefore, what Liu Ming awakened and comprehended now was more inclined towards consciousness!

He took a taxi and stopped outside his neighborhood.

Liu Mingshi stopped walking towards the elevator and turned towards the underground garage.

Sure enough, in front of his parking space, he saw a black BMW. This car was his private car that was not publicized.

Naturally, he stood in the dark shadows in the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

His eyes gradually turned cold as he turned around and entered the underground warehouse that he had bought when he bought the house.

“Mom?”

“Why aren't you asleep yet?”

On the other side, Bai Jingshan, who had escaped, changed into his usual student attire. He quietly opened the door of his house.
He carefully placed the glass cover under the black cloth back into his room.

Then she stepped back to the door and turned on the light in the foyer.

“The driver at your school must have had a hard time. He's still driving back at this hour.”

Wearing her pajamas, Jia Jinghui glanced at the time in the living room. It was already 1 am. She yawned and looked at her son.
“Are you hungry? Do you want to eat anything?”

She asked again.

“No, I already ate in the car.”

“Mom! Sleep earlier!”

Bai Jingshan continued.

He watched his mother return to the bedroom and could even clearly hear her soft breathing.

'The quiet living room sat in front of the sofa.

Bai Jingshan recalled the scenes not long ago. At times, he was nervous, fearful, excited, and excited.
Gradually, the hot blood in his limbs suppressed all his nervousness and fear.

“That's… the real side of the world.”

“Where are you from?”

“After the sun sets, the night sky is black. That's the real world, isn't it?”

Bai Jingshan recalled the conversation between the 'Godfather' and the white man.

“So cool!”

Whisper.

After sitting for a while longer, Bai Jingshan returned to the bedroom. He picked up his pajamas and walked into the bathroom.
After showering, she sat at her desk.

On the table were various textbooks and test papers from his second year. Bai Jingshan drew the curtains.

Under the black cloth, the glass cover that had been destroyed by the godfather moved to the table.

He took off the black cloth and removed the special material that was stuck to the glass cover and the top five sides.

Not long after, the warm light from the lamp shone on the glass and revealed the ancient aura of the Heshibi, Heirloom Seal of the Realm!
Gulp!

Bai Jingshan gulped.

He stretched out his finger, wanting to touch the jade seal through the glass.

“Master, Happy Garden Suburbs. Thank you.”
Qin Yu was dressed in a suit and shirt, carrying a briefcase. His face was red, and his body was suffused with the smell of alcohol. He sat in the car in front of a restaurant that was open until late at night and spoke to the driver.
“You drank quite a bit?”

The middle-aged driver, who was wearing white gloves, asked.

“Mm, not bad!”

“A social gathering?”

“That's right. I'm a middleman and I'm about to sign the bill. This big brother who bought the house must make me treat him to a meal.

“That fellow. He brought his large family and a even few friends.”

“Woah, what a guy!”

'The car gradually returned to silence.

Qin Yu sat in the back row. He reached out and massaged his calf. After exiting from the Godfather mode of Zhao Gao, the muscles in his body began to show signs of muscle tear.
Outside the car window.

The night view of this international metropolitan city kept going backwards.

Qin Yu carefully reviewed what had happened not long ago.

'The speed of the bullets under the rank agents was about 1,000 meters per second. He was far from being able to dodge the bullets.

However, in the Godfather mode, with his Alevel reaction speed, he could capture the moment he pulled the trigger. He had already responded before the bullet was fired.
“Starting tomorrow night, when I lead the sixth member, Liu Ming, I will clean up the Malang inner world.”

“Firstly, it's to find the first member, Zhao Fanggang. Secondly, it's to nurture an existence that suits Zhao Gao as soon as possible.”

“Forging a net!”

“Liu Mingshi should have six Sword Servants. Real Steel, Broken Water, Distractor, Moryo, Soul Transformer, and Soul Extinguisher. They are ranked first in the Heavenly Grade.”
“After the Six Swordsmen, the killers of the Net are ranked after 'Heaven'. There are: Sha, Di, Jue, Chi, Mei, Mo, and Ryo.”

Qin Yu pondered while looking out the window.

West District.

Ablack BMW drove out of a mid-range neighborhood.

'The temperature in the car was just right.

The middle-aged man with a square face face felt his body turn warm. He felt comfortable.

As he reminisced about the gentleness of his subordinate's wife, he smiled.

Unknowingly.

He stepped on the accelerator and the speed of the car kept increasing!

Another intersection.

In the distance, the green and red signals in his eyes became a bit blurry, unable to be seen clearly.

He shook his head vigorously.

He finally saw it clearly!

Dazzling red!

“Honk!”

At this moment, an ear-piercing whistle exploded.

'The square-faced middle-aged man looked towards the source of the sound. His pupils suddenly constricted with fear. All he saw was a large truck with two beams of light shining on it, crashing straight towards him!
“Bang!”

The entire car beneath him was rolling.

The middle-aged man's forehead was stained with blood. In his eyes, he could vaguely see the words on the broken windshield.
“Old boss, let me send you off personally.”

Familiar words, a familiar tone.

It was like the final radiance of the setting sun. The square-faced middle-aged man suddenly sobered up and watched helplessly as the words between the shattered glass slowly disappeared.

As if he understood, his eyes widened, his body trembled, and his consciousness slipped into an eternal coma..

Chapter end