The Secret of Misfortune and Love

Almost four fingers pierced at the same time...there was torn apart in an instant.Timothy's whole body was bowed to the point of twisting, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, he clenched his teeth, his lips were pale and trembling, "Mar...s..."

"Tell me, where did you bury Margaret?" Wolfblade looked at him fiercely, although his heart ached a little unbearably, but the feelings of being tricked again and again made him almost lose his mind.

"Are you so fond of my black servant? Didn't I tell you?...I...ah——I chopped her into pieces and fed them to wild dogs!"

The severe pain distorted the entire face, and the sweat left by the pain was covered on the forehead, "Even if...you treat me like this! I can't let you see her, don't even think about it, you yellow Stupid pig."

Wolfblade stopped the hand that was about to untie his belt, withdrew the other hand from Timothy's body, then picked up a rag to wipe his fingers, and looked at him coldly, "Hehe, you think I'm going to hurt you?" You? I’ve let you down, you piece of trash who took off your pants and sold pigu under me just to survive.”

Wolf Blade left him, went out of the room alone, leaned on the door frame, looked at a big tree and the moon in the distance, lit a cigarette, and calmed down the restlessness and anger in his heart. He was afraid that he would not be able to bear it any longer. Don't want to kill him.

After an unknown amount of time, he came back to the house. Timothy was still lying on the ground, but he fell asleep. He walked over and found that he was really asleep. Yes, after so much tossing...and he was injured. There was so much blood... The pants were pulled down to the knees, and the scarlet blood on the ground mixed with dust turned dark red. The man's handsome face was a little dirty, but it didn't affect his handsomeness. In his dream, his eyes were tightly closed, his long and thick eyelashes trembled in pain from time to time, and there were still wet tears in the corners of his eyes...

Sighing, his heart was throbbing, he walked over and knelt down to help him check it out, he blamed himself, the attack was really too ruthless, the place was so horribly torn, and blood spilled from it from time to time, Dripping on the dark red dust.

Removed the back seat of the car and laid it flat, picked him up and let him lie down on it. There was a water well outside the processing workshop. Li took out a sterile cotton pad and wiped it carefully for him, and then gave him some anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers.

Timothy woke up naturally under his fiddling, looked at him ironically and sneered again, "Hehe, if you can do it, do you still need a fake treatment? Our Mars is still so kind? Or, you Distressed? Can't bear it?"

Wolf Blade deliberately pressed hard on the torn wound with a cotton swab, causing the person to groan in pain, "If you don't want me to put my whole fist in now to give you an unforgettable experience, you should close your mouth." That damn mouth, don't think I'm kind, and don't forget that I'm a killer, there are many kind people in China, but there are also vicious scum, luckily, I'm one of them you met!"

"Hehe, I don't know what kind of expression Margaret should be looking at you in hell, haha!"

"I thought that if you were smart enough, you would stop talking about Margaret at this time, let alone challenge my patience again and again."

"Then you kill me! Mars, if you still love me, you kill me!"

Wolf Blade finished the medicine picture, pulled up his pants, and snorted coldly, "Unfortunately, I don't love you, I want you to live in pain, don't try to provoke me again."

Tie him up and throw him on the car, and Wolfblade drove to the depths of the prairie. This place where he had experienced death was also the place where he left his heart. Timothy, this is what you said, you want to be with me forever Lying there, building a ranch, and raising some good horses... Hehe, you were really affectionate at that time, who would have thought that you were acting?How did you feel when you were lying under me moaning and panting with the mood of acting?

So hot!damn it!

Wolf Blade patted the man lying in the car breathing weakly, and poured some water for him, but most of it flowed out again, wet the dirty white shirt, "Hey, Timothy, wake up, put the I took these cold medicines."

The man weakly opened his eyelids and gave him a sideways glance, without making a sound, Wolfblade pinched his chin directly, stuffed the pill into his mouth and drooled it, Timothy was choked and coughed repeatedly, but at least the medicine was taken away. I ate it.

"Why don't you just let me die like this?" Timothy stared at him calmly.

Wolf Blade snorted coldly, "If you want to die like this, it's not so cheap."

The man snorted, and continued to lie back and close his eyes. He seemed to be in a half-asleep coma after a while. The car had run out of gas, and the next farm was still a few kilometers away. He also had to be on guard against Timothy. His subordinates came to the rescue. The car was parked at the back of a hill. He cleared up some weeds and set up a simple tent. Timothy was still awake, shivering from time to time. Obviously, the night in the prairie is very cold Yes, and he's still sick.

Throwing him in the tent, Lang Ren sat in the moonlight and opened the pendant, looking at the girl with a gentle smile, he sighed for a long time, and suddenly his heart softened when he saw the person lying there. Sorry Margaret, I'm still stuck.

Checked out the necessities that can be carried in the car, some compressed biscuits and meat/intestines in sealed bags, chopped up with a dagger for Timothy to eat a little, and he also ate some to restore his strength. Looking at the sky that is about to dawn, go After coming to that person and looking at him for a long time, he helped him up and dragged him onto his back.

After a long time, the two dangling arms shrank around his neck, and Timothy's faint voice came from behind, "The last time you carried me like this was more than ten years ago."

Wolfblade snorted without speaking, and walked steadily along the road with him on his back.

"Mars, no matter what, when I said those words at that time, I meant it!"

The body froze, and then returned to normal. Wolf Blade looked at the road under his feet, his eyes occasionally stopped on the pair of black leather shoes, "Which ones?"

"I don't want to compete for the position of godfather, I want to build a farm with you, raise some good horses, and adopt a few children..."

"Enough, I forgot." Wolf Blade's face sank, and the pain could not be concealed on his stern face, but fortunately he couldn't see it, "Don't think that you can win my sympathy in this way and let me I let you go, I know who you are."

That's right, Timothy's ruthlessness over the years has caused rumors in the Tao, and his methods are more vicious than the previous godfather. Since he ascended the throne, he has directly removed those who competed with him for the position of godfather. The opponent killed his whole family and caused many tragedies of exterminating the family, and after that, he did everything he could to save his life. If it wasn't for Young Master Pei's insistence on protecting him, he would have died long ago. Killed several brothers' lives!This kind of Timothy, now on his back, said that those who had loved him in the past were true love?Enough, Timothy, enough is enough!Stop playing tricks on me!Now you say, I don't even believe a single punctuation!The reason why he didn't kill you was because... Forget it, it was his damned heart, and he was sorry for his brothers under the nine springs, Margaret and the child who had never met.

Timothy stopped making a sound, but still wrapped his arms around Wolfblade's neck, with his chin resting on his shoulder. The two of them just walked in the moonlight, and a blurred shadow was drawn on the ground, Tuscany Region There are very few people at night, and there has been no car passing by on this road, only occasionally the sound of a cock crowing in the distance seems to be heard.

During the period, Wolf Blade changed the medicine for his shoulder once, and then threw some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving powder to him, "The wound below, heal it yourself."

Tch——Timothy sneered, untied the belt with his uninjured hand, and took off his pants, "I didn't see you being sorry when you helped me up, why, are you sorry now?"

"Hehe, you're really confident, I just don't want to see your rotten pi-gu again, it's really disgusting." Wolf Blade said with a half smile and turned his back, the darkness before dawn was cold and boundless.

Because he turned his back, he didn't see the painful expression of the man on the grass that was twisted by the bloody heart pierced by his words. He looked at the man's back, smiled sadly, and looked down at himself mockingly. With his trousers taken off, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes bursting with hatred, "What right do you have to say about me? You dirty yellow-skinned pig, a scum from the nigger Lan."

The neck was suddenly grabbed, Timothy looked into the man's sinister eyes, and he knew for a moment that this man really wanted to kill himself, for that black girl!Ha ha ha ha... There was a mocking and charming smile on the corner of his mouth, but no one knew the backside of this smile, a heart that was about to be torn apart.

"Timothy, I warn you, if I hear another word from you insulting Margaret, I will definitely make your life worse than death!" He warned fiercely, and then threw him to the ground with great strength .

It was not far from the farm in front, and Wolfblade no longer wanted to carry him on his back, and let him go by himself.

The tearing pain between his legs made him twist his face every time he moved, and there was a gunshot wound on his shoulder, but these were not as good as the pain in his heart. His mind was a little messed up, thinking about Caesar when he was a child, thinking about growing up Afterwards, Caesar, who was so indifferent to himself, thought about the situation when he first met the wolf blade, and looked at the man walking in front of him who wanted to skin and rub his bones...

His eyes stared blankly at the dim yellow light from the desk lamp on the bedside table. Occasionally, a moth danced around the light, casting messy shadows.

Chapter 178 Despair

The farmer is an authentic Italian, already in his fifties, but because of his daily labor and living in such a beautiful environment, he still looks quite energetic, and judging from his face, he was definitely the same when he was young. A handsome Italian dude.

The grassland scenery of Tuscany is a place where many tourists linger, so many tourists come here every year. The row of houses on the west side of the farm is a place for tourists to stay and rest. Although it is not luxurious, it is clean and tidy. The price is also very fair.

Wolfblade arrived with Timothy on his back, which surprised the enthusiastic and shrewd farmer, because he immediately recognized the pair of men who had a strange relationship back then. It was also this handsome oriental man who carried the Italian man behind his back. Man, oh no!In those days, it might be better to describe it as a boy, but now more than ten years have passed, but it seems that the years have not left too many traces on them, only the vicissitudes and melancholy between the two brows and the inexplicable cruelty. Li, it proves that they are indeed full-fledged men, after all, they are no longer young anymore.

"Ah! It's you guys!" The farmer greeted him enthusiastically. He had a good impression of the couple back then. Although TXL was rare, he was not a pedantic Italian. People who lack this kind of relationship, besides, those people are not as pleasing to the eye as this pair, after all, handsome people always make people feel beautiful.

Out of the corner of Wolf Blade's eyes, he squinted at the man on the floppy back. Sure enough, he didn't let him go by himself in the end. At that time, he turned around and let him put his back on his back. This damn devil's spokesperson actually mocked him, saying why he couldn't bear it?Ah!Well, he couldn't turn a blind eye to the ridiculous distress in his heart, he had to say that he would delay the trip, and Timothy's injury needed medical attention.

The farmer tidied up a clean upper room for them, and Wolfblade directly paid him a large sum of money to buy everything he needed, including bandages and medicines. Naturally, the farmer could see that Timo Xi was seriously injured, but wisely he chose to keep his mouth shut.

"I want to take a shower!" Timothy looked at the man sitting on the wicker chair.

"Your wound cannot touch water now." Wolf Blade glanced at him and said indifferently.

"I want to take a shower!" Timothy couldn't bear the exhaustion of traveling all the way. Although he changed into the pajamas that the farmer gave them, after rolling in the dust and sleeping in the open for several days, he could no longer bear those things. Dirt from the pores.

Wolf Blade glared at him, then got up and went to bring the wound water patch he bought and put it on his shoulders back and forth, pointing to the bathroom, let's do it, if the wound is infected by water, it's not him who suffers.

Timothy looked at him with light brown eyes, Wolfblade's heart throbbed, and he sat back on the rattan chair with his face turned away, holding a magazine and looking at him, this damned man.

Out of the corner of his eye, he slanted to the side of the bed. Timothy had already taken off his pajamas, only wearing a pair of boxers, and then he pulled off the boxers directly, and Mr. Wolf narrowed his eyes.

Flawless... Wolfblade's Adam's apple grunted, and turned its back to Timothy.

After a while, there was the sound of the shower in the bathroom, and the thoughts of the wolf blade flew along the spider plant in front of the window to more than ten years ago. wooden barrels, and then boil hot water for them to wash.

At that time, Timothy was also injured, so I let him sit on the ground, took warm water from a small basin and wiped the wounds on his body little by little. Timothy was still very childlike at that time, Occasionally he will be coquettish, not like now, the whole person is gloomy and gloomy, as if he has sold his soul to the devil, and he will give him a bath with all his strength. Right? Hey Mars, when you get old and can’t walk anymore, I’ll also bathe you and make delicious pasta for you.”

All the good things at that time were really like a dream!Returning to reality after a big dream, he turned his face and watched the man come out of the bathroom not moving very smoothly, his hair was wet and still dripping down, his well-proportioned body was covered with water droplets and mist, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes had faded. Those precious watches washed the dirt all over his body, and he seemed to have returned to the appearance of more than ten years ago, with deep memories of every frown and smile, but now Timothy will no longer smile at him like that, Because the answer was revealed, he didn't have to act any more. Now all he gave himself was sneer, ridicule, and hatred.

Of course, the same is true for him.Timothy got under the covers and curled up with his back to him.

Wolfblade didn't want to live in the same room with him, but now he couldn't give him any chance to escape, so he had to watch him all the time.

After thinking about it, I took the rope and walked over.

Timothy sneered, "Why, I am like this, do you think I will run away? Or call the farmer for help?"

Wolf Blade tied him up silently, then took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then sat on the sofa and began to fall asleep.

The farmer brought some food, Wolfblade ate some, then untied Timothy, showed him the wound, and re-dressed it with medicine. "Celery fish slices, rice porridge, and some pancakes, eat a little."

Timothy did not refuse. This kind of time is not a time to be willful, and he also understands that the current Mars is no longer the Mars who will spoil him, and he will not have the patience to watch him play his temper. His shoulder was injured, so he couldn't hold a spoon, and he happened to be left-handed. Although he could eat with his right hand, it was a bit difficult.

Wolf Blade looked at him, finally sighed, brought the porridge bowl over, picked up the spoon and began to feed him.

Timothy was obviously surprised. He didn't expect Mars to do this. Is this pity?Impossible, he already wanted to cut himself alive.

Timothy's suspicious gaze obviously made Wolfblade very uncomfortable. He snorted coldly, "Hurry up, I'm afraid you will play tricks, and I will tie you up after eating."

He took out the phone and looked at it. Hunqian is almost here. He is another killer in the night group. He is good at tracking and fighting. He is as famous as Qiufeng. He is also one of his apprentices. He is almost catching up with himself, and has made some names on the road, and has carried out many assassinations, and rarely misses.

It is estimated that Huanhuan will be able to come here to meet him late at night tonight, and with Timothy in hand, his subordinates should not dare to mess around.

Timothy had a high fever again, and sure enough, the wound was still soaked in water, and the damn water stickers were simply parallel imports.

Wolf Blade really wanted to beat this bastard, but seeing his chapped and uncomfortable lips, his heart softened again, and he brought him plain water to drink.

The man was in a daze, and grabbed one of his fingers with his uninjured right hand, "Mars..."

Wolfblade was taken aback for a moment, but then he thought that Timothy was not asleep, so he wanted to use this to win his sympathy?He sneered and watched him continue acting.

Timothy, who was just lying there sweating profusely, didn't open his eyes, and didn't continue to say any soft words to beg for mercy. He seemed to be really out of his mind, "Kay—Mars..."

Wolf Blade frowned. He didn't know what it meant when his name and Wei Bing's name appeared in this bastard's mouth at the same time.Is he dreaming?Did you dream about yourself?Do you want to torture yourself in your dreams?

"Mars..."

Wolf Blade was stunned, staring blankly at the two lines of hot tears that slipped out of Timothy's closed eyes.

It seemed that he was really burnt out, Wolfblade stretched out his hand, and realized that he was wiping away his tears, and even stroked that fair and handsome face.Shaking his head, he picked up the cup and wanted to feed him some water, but the water flowed down his neck and he didn't drink much.

Wolf Blade thought that he must be crazy, that's why... He took a sip of water, imitating some bloody TV series, and then kissed the two pieces of softness.

Familiar touch... It's been more than ten years, and I really don't have any immunity to the temptation of this body.

He was involuntarily deepening the kiss affectionately, but suddenly he realized when those eyes opened, and they were looking at him with a mocking gaze that made him feel ashamed.

Wolf Blade quickly left his lips, his heart was beating fast, and the most guilty feeling was probably like this, "I..."

He just wanted to feed you some water. He couldn't explain the reason. If he said that, it would be a cover-up. It was too ridiculous. He also resented himself for being lured like this.

Several reasons were turned around in his mind and they were all denied. Timothy was still looking at himself with that meaningful gaze, and suddenly he became angry from embarrassment. He stood up angrily and wanted to escape from the room with a cold snort, but Just before turning around and taking a step, a pair of white and slender hands encircled her waist, "Mars!"

He felt his face against his back, through the light and soft sweater, he could even feel the temperature of his breath.

He wanted to reprimand him to let go, but he was the one who sneaked up first and kissed the lips. It seemed that nothing was right at the moment, and he waited stiffly for Timothy's next words.

However, Timothy just wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbing his nose against his waist, feeling very greedy. He turned around and looked condescendingly at the man kneeling on the bed looking at him. Those eyes were His longing eyes, how many years he has not looked at himself with such gentle eyes... Although there is a voice in the bottom of his heart telling himself that he is pretending again, but he still can't help it, maybe it is because he has missed it in his bones and is about to go crazy, his rudeness She bent down and threw her on the bed, kissing those chapped red lips passionately.

His clothes faded, he took a look there, he felt much better, although he blamed himself for being a bit ruthless at the time, but at the moment he didn't intend to let him go, at this moment, it was right to crush him under his body Yes, he seduced himself!

However, when he was about to get to the point, Timothy let out a pain, and the wolf blade made Qingyu's eyes sink, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your necklace hurts me." He pulled up Wolfblade's necklace, and Wolfblade realized that he wanted to stop it but it was too late. The square pendant split open, and the black Zambian girl inside was looking at them with a smile.

Wolfblade's face darkened, and Timothy's expression also changed from that brief tenderness to complete indifference. He pulled the necklace in his hand with force, and sat on the bedside looking at Wolfblade with cold eyes.

"Give it back to me!" Wolf Blade's voice was hoarse.

"You actually bring her with you every day?" He said this with a taste of sarcasm, but he couldn't squeeze out the signature ironic smile on his face. His heart was pierced and melted away.

"Give it to me!" Wolfblade's tone could not be refused, he reached out to snatch the chain, but when he came to Timothy, he slapped him hard.

He narrowed his dangerous eyes and looked at him for a long time, "Do you have an opinion? This is my thing."

Timothy's heart twitched, and suddenly he was relieved. He threw the chain to him, and he squeezed his fingers tightly. He was led away by this damn oriental man again. Yes, that black girl is indeed Killed by himself, he should hate himself, so what if love is betrayed, it has been more than ten years, since Caesar is still alive, then he has no reason to continue to hate Mars, but why does the resentment in his heart only increase? minus?

He lay there and pulled up the quilt, trying to cover his head and have a good sleep, so as to drive away those thoughts that shouldn't have come up again.

However, his body suddenly became cold, and the quilt was pulled away and thrown on the ground. Now it is night, and the sound of a dog barking occasionally comes from outside. Taking advantage of the man's dark bottomless eyes, his heart trembled, "Mars, I don't want to be with you anymore."

"Why, seeing Margaret who was brutally killed by you, you don't have the guts to continue?"

Timothy looked at him with hatred. He didn't expect Mars to say such a thing. He had killed too many people. Is it more cruel?Hehe, he felt that he was too kind to the black slave, "Mars, if you use force today, I will always look down on you."

Wolf Blade pressed him down indifferently, his movements were rude and violent, "I don't need you to look down on me."

Timothy suddenly struggled violently. He kicked on Wolfblade's chest, but he still didn't interrupt the man's movements. In return, he was treated more rudely. He was pushed down on the bed lying on his stomach. The arm was pressed against the back, and the wound was torn, and blood was overflowing.

"Mars, you can't do this to me!"

"Didn't you hook-seduce me by wrapping around my waist? What kind of tricks are you trying to get?"

Timothy felt the pain in his shoulder was going numb, he couldn't refute Wolfblade's words, he wanted to say that he didn't deliberately gouyin, he just really wanted to hug him, miss him, that's all... But after seeing The pictures of the Zambian girl, those shots of Wolfblade and her madness in the room flooded him again, tearing him apart, Mars, you can't do this to me, absolutely not.