"Ouch, Sir, why are you hitting me?"
"Ouch, Sir, I don't know you."
"Sir, I'm sorry, okay? Please stop hitting me! "Han Xing cried and screamed as he ran, cursing madly in his heart.
Who the hell are these people? When they see me, they run up and hit me with the rod without a second thought! Who can tell me what's going on?!
In his panic, Han Xing thought about fighting back! However, he realized that he could not win at all. He could not even fight back.
Left with no choice, Han Xing followed Tang Ling. However, the more he ran, the more he got beaten up. How could he explain himself?
Han Xing was wailing like a ghost, but Tang Ling did not run either. Boss Huang caught up to him within minutes.
"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!" Boss Huang's iron rod was about to land on Tang Ling.
However, he suddenly stopped.
Tang Ling squatted on the ground with a flattering smile and a handful of Black Sea coins in his hands. "Boss, please have mercy."
Boss Huang cleared his throat and pocketed the handful of Black Sea coins. He then kicked Tang Ling aside and turned around to whack Han Xing a few more times.
"Argh … Why me again?"
"Sir, be gentle! You should at least give me a reason for hitting me! "Han Xing was already sprawled on the ground, and all he wanted was to die in peace!
"Reason?" Boss Huang stepped on Han Xing's back with his smoking pipe in his mouth. He casually blew a puff of smoke and said, "Three reasons.
First, you are the little bastard's accomplice, so I have to hit you as well since I'm hitting him.
Second, who the f * ck is your boss? Can't you see that I'm still as handsome as ever?
"Third, I'm not in a good mood and I don't like you, okay?"
Han Xing was rendered speechless. Yes, yes, yes, yes! Sir, you're right!
However, he no longer had the courage to call Boss Huang 'sir' anymore. He also understood that it was all because of this bastard beside him that he got beaten up.
However, getting beaten up was one thing, but why did the voice of the person who hit him sound so familiar? Han Xing fell into deep thought.
However, just as he started to think, he was kicked aside by Boss Huang.
'What the f * ck …' Han Xing decided to give up and hide in the corner to think about it.
Boss Huang casually walked over to Tang Ling. "What's wrong? You don't have a young lady to protect you today, so you're bribing me with money? "
The little girl was protecting him? Since when did Higan protect him? Could it be yesterday? Tang Ling suddenly remembered that Boss Huang was both ice and fire! Could it be Higan?
Tang Ling squinted his eyes.
Smack! Tang Ling's head was smacked, and he heard Boss Huang say, "Stop putting on a solemn face. How can I, Huang Dao, be bribed with 17 Black Sea coins? "
In such a short period of time, he had already counted how much money he had?
Speechless, Tang Ling looked at Boss Huang. "Why don't you pay me back? I only have this worthless life. Do you think you can hit me as you please? "
Boss Huang was stunned. Why is this kid so despicable?
"Return the money? When did you give me money? Let's go back! "Boss Huang turned around and left.
Tang Ling stood up as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He carefully followed Boss Huang. It could not be helped. Boss Huang was such a despicable person, so he had to rely on him.
Even if it was for the food and for his passion of smithing, Han Xing still remembered the voice.
At this moment, Han Xing recalled the voice. Wasn't it the voice that reminded him that he couldn't afford to drink the wine inside and asked him to pawn the scabbard?
How did he do it? Did he speak to me through voice transmission? A master! F * ck, a master!
Han Xing also stood up and followed Tang Ling resolutely.
Even if it was for his Precise Instinct and the master, he would not lose sight of him even if it cost him his life.
**
"Um, I got it." Tang Long quietly put the cup of water aside.
The person in front of him continued to report.
Tang Long seemed to be distracted. While he was listening, he kept looking at the faraway sky.
The universe was huge, was it not?
Even if he could not get close to the universe in his life, the world was still huge, was it not?
Compared to the world, what was this little bit of affection?
The person in front of Tang Long wondered if Tang Long was listening to him. However, the calmer Tang Long was, the more nervous the person was. His voice started to stutter and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Tang Long was still quiet. He picked up the glass of water and took another sip.
He then placed the glass back down. The taste of the water was a little bland. He stood up and hummed as he walked to the wine cabinet in the corner of the room.
The wine cabinet was prepared in the luxurious room, but he could not recognize many of the wines in the cabinet because he was not a drinker.
"Which one of the wines here is stronger?" Tang Long looked at the person and smiled.
The servant was startled and quickly told Tang Long which wine was stronger.
Tang Long took it out and poured himself a glass of wine. He then said, "Okay, I understand. You can leave now."
The servant was relieved and ran out of Tang Long's room as fast as he could.
Tang Long raised the glass and looked at the pale yellow wine in the glass. Then, he drank it in one gulp.
The cold wine went down his throat like a ball of fire. Then, it went into his stomach. Tang Long's face turned red.
Indeed, what was this little bit of affection? However, it was this little bit of affection that hurt his liver and broke his intestines. It went straight into his soul and could not be erased.
Tang Long poured himself another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
Footsteps sounded.
Tang Long immediately stood up. There was the usual anticipation and gentleness in his eyes, but there was also a tinge of sadness.
Who was it? Who made her, who was so resistant to the crowd, who made her so quiet, reveal her true face in front of everyone and say so many obvious words to protect him?
Who was it? Who could get her bright smile at any time? Who could rub her hair so casually?
Who was it? It couldn't be more obvious, right?
Tang Long quietly placed the wine on the table, kept the glass, and returned to his seat. He wanted to pick up the glass of water, but he realized the glass had cracked!
I still can't control my emotions. Tang Long nonchalantly tossed the glass into the trash can and took a deep breath.
Then, soft knocks came from the door.
"Come in." Tang Long's voice was still gentle and his face was still showing the same gentle smile.
Higan walked into the room.
"You're back?" Tang Long's tone was the same as before.
"Mm-hmm." Higan nodded. She had a lot to say, but she did not know where to start when she saw Tang Long.
She had thought about it along the way, so she did not hide it and told him the truth.
There was a person called Tang Ling, and she had an unknown dependence on him as if it came from her soul.
Even so, Tang Long was still important to her.
It was not a contradiction, so why did she feel anxious? However, the anxiety was instinctive.
There were some things that one could not see through until they reached a certain age.
Even someone as smart as Higan could not see through Tang Long's gentleness and gentleness, which only made her more anxious. She wanted to tell him that whether Tang Ling was around or not, it would not affect the courage of her friendship with Tang Long.
"Are you tired?" Tang Long was the first to speak when he noticed Higan's silence. He stood up beside her and wanted to rub her hair.
However, before his hand could reach Higan's head, she instinctively dodged his hand. Tang Long's hand only touched her hair, and it was no different from before.
Tang Long lowered his head. A sense of suppressed pain flashed over his eyes, but when he looked up, he maintained his gentle smile. "If you're tired, go rest. Or do you want to eat something? As a matter of fact, the specialty of Darkness Port … "
"Tang Long." Higan could not stand the pressure anymore.
"Hmm?" Tang Long turned around. He did not want to listen.
"I, I met someone. Yesterday … "
"Did you meet someone new? That's good. " Tang Long did not turn around. Instead, he walked to the window and pushed it open, allowing the salty wind to fill the room.
"Tang Long, you know everything, don't you?" You actually know everything, don't you? "Higan decided to reveal her intentions.
"Know what?" Tang Long turned around. His smile was still the same, but it was painful to look at. There was conflict, heartache, guilt, anxiety, and anxiety.
Higan was as cold as a wall, but after smashing the ice wall, her heart was soft.
However, the ice wall was too thick. How many people in the world could smash it open? Tang Long had smashed it open, and his feelings were in his heart.
Unfortunately, what Higan returned to Tang Long was not what Tang Long wanted.
How could he force it?
Even though Higan could not understand, she felt that she could not give the person she cared about what he wanted. It was a deep sadness, but what should she do? She did not understand.
What did Tang Long want? She did not understand.
All she could do was express her feelings to Tang Long, hoping that it would calm him down and give her some comfort.
Unfortunately, she was too young.
Therefore, she went straight to the point. "I know that I met someone and we have a good relationship. I don't know why, but I like the smell on him. From the bottom of my heart, I feel very reliant on him and trust him.
His name is Tang Ling. "
Tang Long's back was facing Higan. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the windowsill tightly. The windowsill cracked inch by inch.
"But I have a good relationship with him, and it won't affect our relationship. Tang Long, you are more important than my brother in my heart. "
Higan tried her best to express herself. It was probably the longest sentence she had ever said to Tang Long since she met him.
Bang! The edge of the window was completely shattered in Tang Long's hand. Sharp pieces of wood directly pierced into Tang Long's palm. He didn't deliberately guard against it, and let these pieces of wood pierce into his palm, making it bleed.
Tang Ling? Brother?!
What an irritating term! Indeed, Higan's feelings for Tang Ling might not be love, but the natural closeness and kindness between them should not be described.
He could caress her long hair without restraint, smile at her eyes, and share a tacit understanding with her!
Since when did he have that kind of feeling?!
Tang Long turned around to Higan and uttered word by word, "Tang Ling? He's actually my mortal enemy who won't rest until I die! "
"He used to be.
Now, he's even more so. He's my mortal enemy, and there's no turning back! "
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