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"Hey, facial paralysis, I wonder if there is something wrong with my eyes. I seem to see a lot of black energy on the boss?" Jiajiu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but poked the shoulder of the person next to him with his index finger. He hesitated.
Is there really nothing wrong with his eyes, or is he hallucinating? Why does he feel that his powerful, domineering, wise, calm and wise boss is surrounded by circles of resentment that are about to materialize
"...You saw it wrong." A certain person with facial paralysis said.
'A good subordinate should learn to see only what should be seen and block what should not be seen. '
"Then why are you hesitating? Hahaha...I really...haha...I can't bear it anymore. No one wants the 'life-saving grace' that comes to my door. Instead, they avoid it as if they are in big trouble~~ah Yo, it’s so fun, hahahaha… ‘facial paralysis’ you said…”
"Boss."
"Yes, the boss must have been hit. You said the person our boss likes..."
"What happened to the person I fell in love with?" A man exuding black energy said gloomily.
"Um... boss, I mean the person you like is different, unique, unparalleled, cool and handsome, honest and cute... ah... lovable..." Jia Jiuzhan said tremblingly, looking behind him like a midnight evil. The boss, who was filled with ghostly black energy, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and he was talking nonsense in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
'Oops, I said the wrong thing, eh eh eh, am I, handsome and cute, unparalleled in the sky, unparalleled on earth, unprecedented and unmatched, so I am going to be destroyed by humanity...'
"Prepare to implement plan B." Someone glanced at the subordinate whose eyes were flying and his mind was no longer aware of where he was. He ignored it and thought secretly.
'Tsk, you are indeed the person I like. He is so cool and handsome, and has no sympathy or compassion at all. He is so... wonderful. He was born to be with me. The real person is much prettier than the photo, with fair skin, thin waist, and long legs...'
"...Yes." A subordinate with facial paralysis responded calmly. He looked as usual, but if you look closely, the twitching at the corner of his mouth was still obvious.
'Everyone in love is indeed a fool, and even his wise and cold boss cannot escape this law. Love is... so terrible. '
——Screen jump——
"Come on, Milk, I bought you some delicious dog food. Come and try to see if you like it." Ignoring the 'things' he met on the road, Cong Sheng was still in a good mood, especially when he saw that he could melt After becoming a cute little puppy in my heart, even the face that has been cold lately is smiling, as warm as the spring sun, and it is more sincere than the smile that pretended to be warm in the past.
In the previous world, because Bai Ru didn't like small animals, even his simple wish of raising a dog was not possible for him as the eldest son of the Cong family. At that time, no one would believe it if he told it. Well, even if the eldest young master of the Cong family wanted to raise a tiger, it would not be difficult given his family background.
Now in another time and space, Cong Sheng felt that the shackles on his body were gone, and his whole body suddenly became relaxed. In his current life, he no longer had to think about how to acquire the Bai family, how to weaken his own existence, how to restrain his own edge, and how to get rid of the Bai family's mother and son. , he just felt that his life in the past ten years was not as relaxed and happy as these few days.
Even if there were some small flaws like Wang Zhaoqing's, it didn't affect his good mood.
But this good mood was ruined before it lasted long.
Cong Sheng, who had just finished dinner at a restaurant outside and was walking home, was suddenly surrounded by five or six burly men who appeared out of nowhere.
"Who sent you?" At first glance, it seemed that they were specifically looking for trouble. From Zhang Yue's memory, Cong Sheng knew that Zhang Yue had been a good boy since he was a child. He had never offended anyone, so he insisted that there was someone. In other words, the first and only person in life, and also the last person who made Zhang Yue see God without even offending him, was Wang Zhaoqing.
These people in front of me look like gangsters at first glance. Could they be sent by Wang Zhaoqing? If you think about it, it's very possible. After all, City S is his base. It's so easy to deal with someone like Zhang Yue without any effort.
However, Zhang Yue is easy to deal with, not Cong Sheng.
"Wang Zhaoqing?" Cong Sheng asked while rolling up his sleeves. He looked calm and unhurried, as if he was attending a dinner party rather than facing villains.
The man opposite him, who had a huge lion tattooed on his arm, seemed stunned, "Isn't this script wrong?" Shouldn't he be so frightened that he turned pale and trembled, and then... Also, Wang Zhaoqing, isn't that the 'little prince'? What does this have to do with the 'Little Prince'? '
"Stop talking nonsense. Who told you to offend someone you shouldn't offend? Come on, brothers!"
The man with the lion tattoo waved his hand with a ferocious expression, signaling to the younger brothers behind him.
"ah-"
Before the others could step forward, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
It turned out that as soon as the man finished speaking, Cong Sheng stepped forward, kicked the tattooed man in the stomach, then flew up using the force of his feet, bent his other leg and hit the tattooed man's temple, and then … …
There was nothing more. The tattooed man's eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground without moving at all. The remaining people around him were so shocked that they all shrank in their footsteps as they ran towards Cong Sheng, and stopped.
'Nima, where did this ferocious beast come from? It's so fierce~ It wasn't mentioned above.'
'What next? '
'Go up or not? '
A few of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and then hesitantly looked at Cong Sheng, who was full of murderous intent and had fierce eyes.
Before several people could figure out what to do, Cong Sheng on the side didn't hesitate at all. With neat methods and quick movements, he knocked the rest of the people over several times and lay on the ground in a mess, moaning sadly in his mouth. /groans.
Looking at Cong Sheng again, her face is not red, she is not out of breath, she is still polite and gentle, and she is still rolling up her sleeves slowly, this time downwards.
Before, Leng Rui was ruthless and cruel, as if it were someone else, not the elegant young man in front of him.
"Hey, police station..."
"Boss, what should we do next?" Looking at the young man who was talking on the phone not far away, Jiajiu, who was hiding in the dark, whispered in a trembling voice and asked his boss, whose face was blank and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. Suddenly I felt sorry for the boss. I didn't pick up the 'life-saving grace' when I was offered it. I wanted to have a 'hero save the beauty', but the beauty was too cruel and saved herself without waiting for the hero to appear.
'Why is it so difficult for the boss to chase someone? It seems that even the cool, handsome, arrogant and domineering Gao Fushuai sometimes cannot catch up with others. We assholes have already balanced their hearts~'
Looking at the boss with his long body, tall and straight posture, graceful and elegant face, eyes as bright as lacquer, and sideburns as sharp as swords, with a grimacing look on his face as he wished he could silently scratch the wall, Jiajiu wanted to laugh unkindly.
Such a humane boss is really alive and living like a human being. Maybe Zhang Yue's appearance is both a calamity and a fate for the boss.
"Implement...plan c."
This sentence was almost said by the owner of the words through gritted teeth.
"Boss, Plan C is probably going to be temporarily shelved. I just got the news that Mr. Zhang has booked a flight to City B tomorrow."
"Book a ticket."
"yes."
————On the plane————
'I don't know if milk is suitable in pet stores. Is it okay to eat? Are you afraid? '
Cong Sheng, who had already boarded the plane, was still thinking about the puppy he had left in the pet shop, until a tall figure enveloped him. The powerful aura made his whole body tense, and a sense of danger arose spontaneously.
Cong Sheng raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. He should be about 185cm tall and tall but not strong. The upper body is a slim-fitting black shirt. The sleeves are half-rolled to reveal the muscular honey-colored forearms. The two buttons on the collar are unbuttoned. The curve from the neck to the exposed collarbone is so graceful that it makes people want to stick out their tongues and lick it. The lower body is a pair of black suit trousers, smoothly cut, and the powerful legs wrapped in it are straight and slender.
His facial features are chiseled and extremely handsome. The eyes are as deep and dark as paint, like abyss or sea. No words can describe the magnificence of these eyes. The two eyebrows are like paint, and there is no stray hair beside the eyebrows, as if they were trimmed, flying into the temples diagonally. .
Under the eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, coupled with the thin lips, even if there is no smile on this handsome face full of masculine charm, it can still make all women scream and be obsessed.
The whole person stood silently, but exuded an intimidating aura, like a king coming, compelling people to surrender.
Cong Sheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned sideways, allowing the visitor to pass smoothly and sit down next to him.
'A person like this comes to fly economy class? '
Cong Sheng felt that the people next to him were like actors who had come to the wrong set, which he found particularly interesting and weird.
"Hello, are you going to city B too?" The person next to him spoke first, his voice low and magnetic, like the slow playing of the best cello.
"Yeah." Cong Sheng was a little strange. The person next to him seemed to be a taciturn person. He was the first to strike up a conversation, but it always seemed like something that this person would not do.
Although Cong Sheng thought this, he still answered calmly and briefly, without showing any enthusiasm.
Although this person didn't mean anything, the aura he exudes gives people the feeling that when he talks to you, you have to be grateful, worship him, and feel honored.
"Are you from City B?" The person next to him continued, but his eyes were looking at Cong Sheng with a gentleness that was incompatible with him. His eyes were dark and difficult to see, which made Cong Sheng feel hairy all over. He always felt that this person was beating him. It seems like he has some idea.
"No, I'm from City S." Cong Sheng said.
"What a coincidence, so am I. I'm Wang Moxiao, and you?" Wang Moxiao said to the person beside him.
Wang Moxiao? !
Is he Wang Moxiao? !
The gangster dad with pig's feet? !
The boss of the Youth Gang, the largest gang in country C (so uncreative)? !
Cong Sheng had a feeling that this was indeed the case. He felt that the person next to him should not be an unknown person, but he was indeed shocked when he learned the name.
Feeling a little guilty, Cong Sheng's eyes couldn't help but twinkle. He didn't forget what kind of 'gift' he gave to the gangster next to him when he first came here.
There had been no movement for a few days, and he thought there was something wrong with Cupid's arrow. You must know that in mythology, even Hades, the king of Hades, lost his mind under this arrow and fell in love. This is the arrow of love that even gods are not immune to, and the card says that this is a love that cannot be changed in a lifetime.
Now it seems that there is no problem with this arrow at all. It suddenly makes sense that the gangster, who originally always traveled by private plane and had dozens of bodyguards to clear the way, would take ordinary civil aviation.
but… …
Looking at Wang Moxiao next to him, whose eyes were always on him, Cong Sheng raised the corners of his mouth, and a series of plans in his mind appeared on the screen.