Handsome appearance, tall and sturdy body, impeccable etiquette, elegant and noble temperament, top-notch aristocratic family background, IQ and EQ that far exceeded ordinary people, and irresistible charm made him destined to become one of the most outstanding people in the world, qualified to look down on the masses.
He was very proud in his bones, but he hid it very well. He knew that most people in the world were jealous of the best people.
The tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
He understood this truth from the jealous eyes of his family competitors when he was very young.
Therefore, he would never put himself in a high and dangerous position. He knew that before he had absolute strength, he was not qualified to enjoy the pleasure of looking down on all living beings.
Although he liked the feeling of looking down on the world and playing with everyone in the palm of his hand.
But he had to bear the disgust in his heart, pretend to be an approachable person, and pretend to be polite to those who he did not care about at all.
It was really not what he wanted to come to this sweaty barracks to fight for the so-called Dragon Teeth title.
It was just that the person he was most grateful to in his life was Zhao Tianya, the master of the Zhao Family, but he preferred to call him father to show his closeness to him.
When he was a child, Zhao Zilong was not called Zhao Zilong, but Zhao Ziyu. In fact, he was not outstanding among a group of children in the Zhao Family. He was timid, self-abased, eccentric, and a little depressed. He did not even dare to look others in the eyes and talk.
He saw with his own eyes that his furious father, Zhao Tianhai, a collateral descendant of the Zhao Family, beat his mother, who was having an affair with a toy boy, to death. The toy boy was even more miserable. After being executed, his body was fed to dogs.
His mother was very beautiful. She was originally a canary raised by Zhao Tianhai, the famous playboy of the Zhao Family. Therefore, his identity from beginning to end was only one, Zhao Tianhai's illegitimate son.
The only fortunate thing was that although he was an illegitimate son, he was the only son of Zhao Tianhai.
Therefore, after killing a pair of wild mandarin ducks who were having an affair, Zhao Tianhai still brought him back to the Zhao Family, who pretended to be asleep. Since then, Zhao Tianhai ignored him and only cared about himself.
His childhood was gloomy, which also made him become distorted and full of hatred. He suffered from depression at a young age.
But he always believed that opportunities were always given to those who were prepared, so when the opportunity came, he would not hesitate to seize it.
Thus, in the winter when he was five years old, his chance came.
That day, Zhao Tianya, who was in a bad mood and drunk, was lying on the snow outside his small courtyard. At that time, he, who was quite shrewd, recognized Zhao Tianya's identity and immediately put on a show of showing kindness to Zhao Tianya. With his thin body, he struggled to pull Zhao Tianya into his small room and took care of Zhao Tianya for a whole night.
From that day on, he entered Zhao Tianya's sight, which completely changed his fate.
He still remembered that morning, when he was still sleepy and not fully awake, Zhao Tianya, dressed in the morning glow, appeared in his remote courtyard like a savior and extended his hand to him.
"Ziyu, Ziyu, although it is good to pretend to be stupidity, I prefer Zhao Zilong with iron horse and silver spear. From today on, your name is Zhao Zilong, and you are my son."
In the face of Zhao Tianya, a powerful figure of the direct line of the Zhao Family, Zhao Tianhai did not hesitate to adopt Zhao Zilong to Zhao Tianya, and they had nothing to do with each other since then.
Zhao Tianya regarded him as his own son. He taught him martial arts, calligraphy, how to conduct himself, and the Thick Black Theory. He tried his best to cultivate him until he became the brilliant little Mengchang Zhao Zilong.
But even Zhao Tianya did not know that when Zhao Zilong was 15 years old, Zhao Tianhai died accidentally in a car accident, and the mastermind behind it was Zhao Zilong, his proud adopted son.
Zhao Tianhai had been living a drunken life for so many years, and he had long forgotten Zhao Zilong, his son. But Zhao Zilong never forgot him. Maybe he did not know that his death was carefully planned by his own son until he died.
Zhao Zilong hated his humble origin, his shameless mother who was a mistress, and Zhao Tianhai who only cared about wine and women but ignored him, so he wanted to erase all the traces of his humble origin.
After Zhao Tianhai, those who knew that he was not Zhao Tianya's biological son all died in various accidents in these years without any trace.
Even the shrewd Zhao Tianya had never thought that these people's accidental deaths turned out to be because Zhao Zilong was afraid to expose his humble illegitimate son identity, so he was killed.
The son of the master of the Zhao Family, what a noble origin! It made his life without any stain and completely fulfilled his perfect image.
In this world, only Zhao Tianya knew that he was not Zhao Tianya's biological son. Even Zhao Tianya's biological daughter, Zhao Ruoxi, thought that he was her biological brother.
And Zhao Tianya's wife, the woman who had always disliked him, also died in an accident because of his ingenious design, which did not arouse anyone's suspicion. Everything was so perfect.
He knew that everything he had was given by Zhao Tianya, so if Zhao Tianya asked him to come to Dragon Soul, he would definitely come no matter how reluctant he was.
In his heart, Zhao Tianya was his biological father, and he was a filial son. How could he disobey his father's order?
Listening to the compliments of the Dragon Soul Warriors, Zhao Zilong smiled more cheerfully, but he was wondering whether he should design an accident to kill Ye Zhiqiu.
But after thinking for a while, he decided to give up this tempting idea. It was lonely at the top. If there was no competitor, this game would not be fun.
But he always thought about Shen Muqing, the girl he swore to marry when he saw her for the first time when he was 16 years old.
At that time, the sickly little girl had a pair of pure and flawless clear eyes. When they first met, she was only 11 years old, but she touched all his heart.
His sinful heart was washed away by those eyes, like a sinner with bloody hands who felt relaxed after confessing to the priest. He was fascinated by the feeling of letting go of all disguises and the freedom of his soul.
There were many women who wanted to be Zhao Zilong's wife, including some top beauties who were as beautiful as Shen Muqing, but he had always been playing with them. In his heart, Shen Muqing was his only wife in this life, and he would never change his mind until he died.
He liked her flawless eyes, her quiet demeanor, her delicate temperament, her intellectual and quiet beauty, and her open-minded attitude even though she was on the verge of life and death … He liked it very much.
As long as it was about her, he liked it. He still remembered his ecstasy when he learned that Shen Muqing was engaged to him not long after she was born. That night was the first and only time in his life that he was drunk.
For a person with too many secrets in his heart, getting drunk was a very dangerous thing, so he had never drunk a drop of alcohol. Even if he had to drink on some important occasions, he would just have a sip and never drink too much.
But that night, he took the initiative to get drunk. That great happiness made him want to get drunk willingly.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and glared at the command room where Xiao Baiyu was, with endless resentment in his heart.
This damn Xiao Baiyu must have done it on purpose. He would rather take Ye Zhiqiu than take him to Ninghai. Otherwise, he could go to see his fiancée.
The last time they met was half a year ago, and Muqing was getting more and more beautiful. If it were not for the damn disease, he wanted to marry her now.
As for Shen Muqing's indifferent attitude towards him, he did not care at all. Compared with others, Shen Muqing's attitude towards him was the closest one.
He believed that Shen Muqing would be his and could only be his. No matter who dared to stop him, he would not hesitate to eradicate them.
He was originally a person with an extreme inferiority complex. The smooth sailing of these years had imperceptibly influenced him into an extremely confident person.
However, he, who was well-versed in psychology, could not face himself squarely. In fact, excessive self-confidence was narcissism, and narcissism was often the external manifestation of the extreme inferiority deep in his heart.
When Ding Ning returned home, he found that the early warning traps he had set had not been touched, which meant that no one had come in, so he was relieved.
He locked the door, entered the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and took off the bio-simulated skin with a special potion. After washing it, it became a ball again, and the bones returned to their original appearance with a burst of cracking sounds.
After a good shower, he put the bow, arrows, and the folding knife back into the box under the bed, moved his hands and feet, and felt sore all over. He could not help but secretly smile bitterly.
Although the Bone Changing Skill could change his height and even distort his bones and joints in a short period of time, there were still some side effects after more than a day.
After massaging himself for a while and feeling more comfortable, he took out his mobile phone and turned it on.
As soon as the mobile phone was turned on, there were more than 300 call alerts, which startled Ding Ning.
Looking carefully, he found that more than 200 of them were calls from Ling Yun. The time period was from eight o 'clock in the morning, and the calls had not stopped. It could be seen that she was anxious and worried.
There were also dozens of Shen Muqing's calls, which made Ding Ning feel a little strange. Weren't they together? Why did they call separately?
Looking down, there were also calls from Executive Zhou, Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhang, and others, but the number was much less.
Ding Ning estimated that they called to ask about the situation because he left without even going through the discharge formalities. He was not in a hurry to return, and wanted to tell Ling Yun that he was safe first.
Before he finished dialing, Ling Yun's call came. Ding Ning quickly pressed the answer button, "Hello!"
Probably it was a habit to dial, but he did not expect that the call would go through. The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for three seconds and did not speak. When Ding Ning said hello for the second time, there came Ling Yun's voice with tears of joy.
"Woo, Ding Ning, you finally turned on your phone. Are you okay? You scared me to death, woo … "
Ding Ning felt warm in his heart. It was really good to be worried about by others. He teased softly, "What can happen to me? I am Master Yun's little attendant. Who can do anything to me?"
"Woo, where are you? I want to see you immediately. "
Ling Yun's choked voice was soft but fierce, full of strong dependence.
"I am at home, and I will pick you up now. Don't cry, good girl."
Ding Ning coaxed her for a long time, and then she stopped crying and smiled.
Although Shen Muqing did not speak, Ding Ning heard her sigh of relief on the side with his hearing ability.
His heart shook. Was Fairy Qing also worried about me? Was she worried about me, or worried that no one could cure her if something happened to me?
Finally hanging up the phone, Ding Ning walked quickly to the outside of the community. Li Qiuhai's Toyota Prado was still parked at the gate of the community. After picking up Ling Yun, he had to return the car.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, he was bumped into by a panicked figure.
"Sorry, sorry!"
The skinny figure was wearing a sunhat, the brim of which was pressed very low, and a pair of big aviator glasses. He spoke very irregular Mandarin, nodded repeatedly to apologize, and turned to run in a panic.
"Fuck, skinny monkey, you don't want to steal my things again, do you?"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
