The Secret of Misfortune and Love

"Master, the young master's addiction is too deep. This relapse seems to be a very heavy dose. I'm afraid I can't quit at all..." Even the drug rehabilitation doctor shook his head and sighed.

Mr. Han didn't give up, he asked the doctor to rest first, and then hugged the tightly bound man into his arms, the bleeding hand was still in Nangongxue's mouth, the blood dripped down, staining the snow-white wool carpet red, He still smiled, "There are also Charperino's children, Ashan's children, we drove to the camping... I hug you like this every day, stay with you, and I work hard to earn money for you. My family made delicious wax gourd pork ribs barley soup for me, I like to eat sushi and pancakes made by my baby, and we are going to see the legendary tree that Shapinuo and Miao Dashuai planted together..."

I don't know how long it took, the person in his arms quieted down, let go of that hand, and fell asleep with a peaceful and beautiful sleeping face. Han Ling untied the ropes that had drawn blood on his wrist, and the doctors next to him were shocked. Before leaving to rest, he quickly applied medicine to Han Ling to stop the bleeding, "Master, you are too messy, ah, next time use a detoxification stick, it hurts so much after being bitten like this?"

"It's not as painful as Xueer's. He's in so much pain. I'll be with him."

"The young master really loves the young master very much." The doctor said happily.

"Well, I love it very much!" Mr. Han didn't hide, and expressed his feelings bluntly, "By the way, prepare some wide fleece bandages tomorrow, these thin bandages are not good, they will hurt him."

"Okay, okay, the body temperature is normal, the night sweats have stopped, and the pupils are normal. It seems that today is over. It is a miracle. As long as I can survive, I believe that even if the poisonous root is deeply rooted this time, I will definitely be able to do it." It's all because of you, young master, by his side."

The doctor went out to rest, Mr. Han took off his clothes and put him gently on the bed, then fetched warm water, wiped his body gently with a towel, took a hot bath himself, and kissed the boy softly. On the lips, looking at his sleeping face is like looking at a treasure, "We will eat hot pot tomorrow, and we will eat pizza tomorrow, good night, baby!"

He tightly wrapped her in his arms, said good night tiredly, and fell asleep happily.

Rehabilitation is a long struggle.

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His facial contours were resolute, sharp-edged and three-dimensional. There was no expression on his face, and the knife in his hand was fluttering at his fingertips. He was sitting on a hard wooden chair, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The youngest of the Ding family came in, handed him a report, and sat down gracefully on the sofa on his right, "Why, do you want to go back to Italy?"

His light brown eyes didn't move, his thick eyelashes drooped naturally in small triangles, and his charming thin lips curved into a cruel smile, "How is Mr. Ding's younger brother?"

A look of regret appeared on Ding Kele's face when he mentioned this, "Li Xueming died three years ago. Ding Can didn't know the news until now, and he was hit hard."

"Since your brother insists on going back to chin-a, you guys go back first. We'll discuss matters over France later, and I'm going to go back to Italy." The man looked at the tattooed letters and totems on the back of his hand, one was a The dagger, some people will be able to recognize it at a glance. It is the "Wolf Blade" in Wolf Blade's hand, and the letter is LD, Rodin! "Okay then, Timothy, take care."

"Thanks! I-will."

Italy's 'Eternal City' Rome.

The man was sitting arrogantly in a secret private villa in Timothy's, eating hot meals served to him by his servants, his legs crossed and his feet shaking, and several sturdy bodyguards who had been beaten down and tied up were pushed aside. Tied to chairs in a row, "Have you notified Timothy?"

The handsome Italian bodyguard glared at him angrily. They naturally recognized this face, this damned Chinese face. Mafia's leader wanted to skin and deboned a person. They didn't expect Timothy to hunt and kill him for so many years. Looking for it, but now he is free and easy and dares to come here.

The man ate and drank well, looked around the house, nodded, "Well, yes, it's still the same, it seems he still remembers me!"

The handsome bodyguard is speechless, of course the godfather remembers you, even if he sees someone who looks like you, he will tie him up and torture him.

Timothy, I'm here. Shouldn't you pay off the debt between us?His usually hip-hop soft eyes suddenly turned cold, and a sharp light shot out, making the handsome bodyguard who was staring at him feel cold all over.

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Battle Capital Chapter - Timothy vs. Wolfblade.

The boot is made up of the Apennine peninsula in southern Europe and the two Mediterranean islands of Sicily and Sardinia.

In this big house full of memories, the walls are covered with landscape paintings, and a huge grassland picture spans the entire wall of the living room, which is exactly the grassland scenery in Tuscany.

Wolf Blade looked at the distant night sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and those memories dissipated like scattered fragments in that green fairyland.Timothy, apart from those emotions and memories that shouldn't be there, there is only hatred between us, right?

He opened a square pendant, which contained a photo of the kind and beautiful black girl, the Zambian girl who died in his arms and was stabbed by Timothy.

Those light brown eyes at that time looked at him with resentment, and he said: "Mars (the God of War, who was called by Wolfblade when he assassinated Timothy in Italy, and everyone called him the God of War.), from now on, I I want you to live in purgatory, I want you to lose everything, I want you to die in agony."

Closing the pendant, Wolf Blade retracted his gaze, is it time to come?Ah!Margaret, I will avenge you and our unborn child.

Sure enough, hundreds of men in black fully armed and equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment surrounded the house. There were many snipers among them. They hid in the dark, always waiting for the opportunity to send the target to hell.

The Italian man raised a wicked and cruel smile, and dialed the landline wireless phone in the villa.

"Hey, Timothy, long time no see!" Wolfblade's voice came.

"I thought you would spend your whole life hiding like a mouse. I really underestimated you. Is it because you have lived enough that you come here to die?" The Italian man's handsome face didn't show much expression, and the two seemed to have not seen each other for a long time. An old friend of mine is doing the same at home.

"So what do you say? You are really willing to spend your money for me. It's my honor. You brought so many people to surround me, are you afraid that I will run away?"

"Of course, Mars is very good at escaping, isn't he? Now that you're here, don't think about escaping again. Don't worry, I will use all of Chin-a's most famous ten torture methods for you. When you die, I will chop you into meat sauce and wrap you into buns to feed the group of kids I raised."

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for so long, and Sweet is still so bloody and violent!" Wolfblade taunted, remembering the first time I saw this man, I was shocked by his handsomeness and the sadness in those light brown eyes. He did not carry out an assassination for the first time that day, Instead, he ran to tease him with great interest, but the man's first sentence to himself was: Come on, take him down, break his tendons, then blind his eyes and cut off his tongue.

When the man heard the name sweet, his eyes suddenly stood up, and a cold light burst out, as if he saw that unrestrained oriental man through the night sky. I remember the first time we met, this man was sitting high on the wall , playing with a triangular edge in his hand, he said, "Hey, hello, I've heard about your beauty before, and I saw it today, it's true, it's been rumored! This beauty is much more handsome than what they describe How about more? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, hello, I am a killer, I am here to kill you, but you are so sweet, I am reluctant to do it, I will call you sweet from now on."

"Tell me your purpose, and then you can go to hell. Of course, if I'm in a bad mood, I'll just blow up this house and bury you here forever."

"I'm very sorry about this. I didn't intend to go to hell. I came here this time to settle the grievances between us, to kill my wife and son. Sweet, don't you forget about it?" Wolfblade stood Looking coldly through the glass window behind the wall at the upright figure standing in front of the car with one hand in his pocket.

"Hehe, wife? That black girl? Just accidentally got pregnant with your bastard, so she became your wife? Mars's taste is really amazing. As for your unborn bastard, haha , you left the corpses of their mother and child and ran away, I treated them very well, your unformed child gave those little brats a sumptuous dinner!"

The joints creaked, and Wolf Blade's icy eyes turned upside down, "Timothy, I will definitely kill you."

"Hehe, I'll repeat the original words. I think you probably haven't figured out your situation. Now that I'm a swordsman and you are a fish, you don't think you can threaten me with the lives of the men in the house as hostages, do you? They should have awakened when the organization showed up, right?"

"Heh, I'm not that naive, they are not qualified, but is Ms. Bertina enough?"

Timothy was shocked, his expression was uncertain, "Auntie is already dead, don't play any tricks!"

"Haha, Timothy, don't you know if Ms. Bertina is dead or not? I don't know that Little Caesar knows that your cousin has imprisoned his biological mother for many years, leaving his mother and child separated and helpless and can only rely on you. He How much do I hate you?"

The sound of car glass being smashed resounded through the night sky, Timothy gritted his teeth, and said in a sinister voice, "I thought you were smart enough not to mention Rodin again, and, do you really think you can threaten me with your aunt's life? Luodin has been killed by you, and I believe my aunt also hopes that I will kill you to avenge him."