"Oh, uncle, why did you hit me?"
"Oh, uncle, I don't know you."
"Uncle, am I wrong? Stop fighting." Han Xing ran, cried and shouted, feeling crazy in his heart.
Who the hell is this? When you see him, you rush up to him without saying a word and hit him with a stick! Who can tell him what's going on
In panic, Han Xing thought about resisting! But he found that he was completely invincible and couldn't resist at all.
Han Xing had no choice but to follow Tang Ling! But the more he ran, the more he got beaten. Where could he go to reason
Han Xing was crying and howling here, but Tang Ling didn't run away! Boss Huang caught up with him within minutes.
"I can't beat you to death, you brat." Boss Huang's iron rod was about to fall on Tang Ling.
But suddenly stopped.
Tang Ling was seen squatting on the ground, with a fawning smile on his face, holding a handful of Black Sea coins in his hands: "Boss, please be merciful."
Boss Huang coughed, put away the handful of Black Sea coins, kicked Tang Ling aside, turned around and hit Han Xing hard with a stick.
"Ah why me again?"
"Uncle! Please be gentle. You have to give me a reason for beating me, right?" Han Xing was beaten to the ground. He just wanted to die in peace!
"The reason?" Boss Huang stepped on Han Xing's back, holding a pipe in his mouth. He puffed out the smoke lightly, and then said: "Three."
"First, you are the brat's accomplice. If I beat him, of course I have to slap you as well."
"Secondly, who the hell is your uncle? Didn't you see that my Yushu Linfeng is in the prime of life?"
"Third, I'm in a bad mood and I want to see you unhappy, okay?"
Han Xing was speechless, yes, yes, yes, uncle, everything you said is right!
However, he no longer had the courage to call me uncle, but he also understood that he was beaten for no reason, and it was all because of this guy next to him
But being beaten is one thing, but why does the beater’s voice sound familiar? Han Xing fell into deep thought.
But as soon as he started thinking about it, he was kicked aside by Boss Huang.
Such a Korean star just broke the pot and hid away to think.
Boss Huang walked up to Tang Ling leisurely at this time: "What? You don't have a little girl to protect you today, so you just bribe me with money?"
The little girl is protecting you? When has the other shore ever protected me? Could it be yesterday? Tang Ling suddenly remembered that Boss Huang was both ice and fire! Could it be that the other side took action
Tang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.
With a 'pop', Tang Ling was hit on the head, and he heard Boss Huang say: "Don't make a serious expression. I, Huang Dao, can only be bribed with seventeen Black Sea coins?"
In just this little time, how much money have you already counted
Tang Ling glanced at Boss Huang speechlessly: "Otherwise, boss, will you return the money to me? I'm going to die like this and you can beat me casually?"
Boss Huang was stunned, why is this guy so mean
"Pay back the money? When did you give me the money? You're back, you're back." Boss Huang turned around and left.
Tang Ling stood up with relief and carefully followed Boss Huang. There was no other way. For such a cheap Boss Huang, he still had to live under someone else's roof.
Even for the food, even for the blacksmithing that I love.
At this moment, Han Xing had already remembered the voice. Wasn't it the voice that reminded him that day that he couldn't afford the wine in it, and the voice that mentioned that he had pawned the scabbard of his sword
How did you do it? Directly into the ear? Master! Damn it, master!
At this time, Han Xing also stood up and followed Tang Ling resolutely.
For no other reason than for the sake of precision and instinct, for the sake of this expert, I couldn't let him go even to the death.
**
"Yes, I understand." Tang Long quietly put the cup of water aside.
The person in front of him continued to report.
Tang Long seemed a little distracted. While listening, he kept looking at the distant sky.
The universe is so big, right
Even if you can't get close to the universe in this life, the world is very big, right
So what is this little emotion compared to the world
The people in front of Tang Long didn't know if Tang Long was listening? But the calmer Tang Long acted, the more nervous the man became. His voice started to break as he spoke, and cold sweat covered his forehead.
Tang Long was still very quiet, he just picked up the water glass and took another sip of water.
Then he put it down gently. The taste of the white water seemed to be a bit weak. He stood up and answered with a "hmm" while walking to the wine cabinet in the corner of the room.
This was provided in this luxurious room, but he couldn't identify the wines in the wine cabinet because he was not good at wine in the first place.
"Which of the wines here is stronger?" Tang Long looked at the servant and showed a smile.
The servant was shocked and quickly told Tang Long which kind of wine was stronger.
Tang Long took it out, poured himself a glass of wine, and then said, "Well, I understand everything. You can go down."
The servant was relieved and left Tang Long's room at almost a running speed.
Tang Long held up the cup, looked at the light yellow wine in the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
The cold wine entered his throat, scratching his throat like a fire, and then entered his stomach. A flush appeared on Tang Long's face.
Indeed, what is this little emotion? However, just such a small amount of emotion hurts the liver and heart, pierces the heart and lungs, and goes straight into the soul, which cannot be wiped away.
Tang Long poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Footsteps sounded.
Tang Long stood up immediately, with the usual expectation and tenderness in his eyes, but also a hint of sadness.
who is it? Let her, who is so resistant to the crowd, so silent, not hesitate to show her true face in front of everyone and say so many words of obvious defense
Who is it again? Can you get her bright smile anytime? Can you mess up her hair so casually
Actually, who is it? Couldn't be more obvious, isn't it
Tang Long silently put down the wine, put away the wine glass, and then sat back to his previous position. He wanted to pick up the glass of water, but found that the glass of water was cracked!
After all, he still couldn't control his emotions. Tang Long threw the cup into the trash can as if nothing had happened, and then took a deep breath.
At this time, a gentle knock on the door sounded.
"Come in." Tang Long's voice was still gentle, and a gentle smile still appeared on his face.
Bi An walked into the room.
"Back?" Tang Long's tone was the same as before.
"Yes." Bi'an nodded. She had a thousand words to say, but when she saw Tang Long, she didn't know where to start.
On the way, Bian An had thought about it, and he didn't hide it, telling the truth.
There is a man named Tang Ling, and I have an inexplicable dependence on him, which seems to come from my soul.
However, even so, Tang Long is still important.
This is actually not a contradiction, so why should I feel anxious? But this anxiety seems to be instinctive.
There are some things that you cannot see clearly until you reach a certain age.
Even though she was as smart as the other side, she could not see through it. Tang Long was still gentle and gentle, which only made her more uneasy. She lacked the courage to tell him that Tang Ling actually existed, and it did not affect the friendship between her and Tang Long. .
"Are you tired?" Seeing Bian's silence, Tang Long spoke first. He stood up and stood next to Bian. He reached out to ruffle Bian's hair.
But before his hand landed on Bian's head, Bian subconsciously dodged. Tang Long's hand only touched Bian's hair, which was no different from before.
Tang Long lowered his head, a trace of suppressed pain flashed in his eyes, but when he raised his head, he still showed a gentle smile: "If you are tired, go and have a rest. Or do you want to eat something? In fact, it is a specialty of the Port of Darkness."
"Tang Long." Bian'an couldn't stand this depressing feeling anymore.
"Huh?" Tang Long turned around. He didn't really want to hear it.
"I, I met someone. Just yesterday."
"Have you made any new friends? That's a good thing." Tang Long did not look back, but walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the salty wind fill the entire room.
"Tang Long. You actually know everything, right?" Bian'an decided to explain his feelings.
"What do you know?" Tang Long turned around, still smiling like that, but it made people uncomfortable, confused, heartbroken, guilty, uneasy, and uneasy.
The ice on the other side is as cold as a wall, but the heart that breaks through the ice wall is soft.
However, the ice wall is too thick. How many people in the world can break it open? Tang Long broke it open, and he kept the other side of his feelings in his heart.
Unfortunately, what the other side gave Tang Long in return was not what Tang Long wanted.
How can you force yourself to do something like this
Even if the other side can't think clearly at this moment, he can still feel the deep sadness of not being able to give the people he cares about what he wants, but what should he do? She didn't understand.
What does Tang Long even want? She didn't quite understand.
She could only express to Tang Long, hoping that this would make Tang Long calm down and gain some comfort.
Unfortunately, she is too young
Therefore, she was very direct: "I know I have met someone, and I have a very good relationship with him. I don't know why, but I really like the smell of him, and I feel very dependent on him and trust him from the bottom of my heart."
"His name is Tang Ling."
Tang Long's back was turned to the other side, the knuckles of his hands holding the window turned white, and the window shattered inch by inch in his hands.
"However, I have a very good relationship with him, and it does not affect my relationship with you. Tang Long, you are more important to me than my brother."
Bi'an has tried her best to express it. This should be the longest sentence she has ever said since she and Tang Long met.
'Peng', the edge of the window was completely shattered in Tang Long's hands, and the sharp wood slag penetrated directly into Tang Long's palm. He did not deliberately take precautions and allowed these wood slag to prick his palm and make it drip with blood.
Tang Ling? elder brother? !
What two harsh words! Yes, Bian'an may not necessarily be in love with Tang Ling, but what can we say about that natural closeness and kindness
He could stroke her long hair wantonly, smile with her, and have such a tacit understanding with her!
When did you own it? !
Tang Long turned around, looked at the other side and said word by word: "Tang Ling? In fact, he is my unyielding enemy!"
"It was."
"Now, even more so. Moreover, he is an enemy who can no longer have any room for maneuver!"
The plot will soon become intense, and the climax of Dark Harbor will begin to build. As for the relationship between Tang Ling and Tang Long, it's not as simple as everyone thinks. Sansan doesn't know how to write books.
(End of chapter)