Strong duel

67 phone

The afternoon sun mischievously squeezed into the closed shutters, peeking restlessly into the bedroom of the owner of the castle, and accidentally bumped into the handsome figure who was lying on the carpet and sketching, like a young girl who had just begun to fall in love. It shattered the mottled time all over the place.

Leng Hanye stood at the door, looking at the figure who was busy with his head. The pure white home clothes were loosely put on him, giving him a lazy and casual atmosphere.

His body leaned forward slightly, a flexible waist appeared and disappeared with the movements of his arms, and his head followed the movements of his hands bit by bit, appearing very serious.

A boy was squatting beside him, carefully observing what he was writing, as if he was writing something, the warm sunlight was hitting his body, looking from behind, he looked like a polar bear taking a nap.

"Huh! It's finally done!" The man straightened up, rubbed his somewhat sore waist, picked up the paper on the ground, whistled excitedly, and showed off, "Come on, baby Ziming, look at my drawing How about it?"

So he was painting?Looking at it from Leng Hanye's angle, he could just see what was drawn on the paper.

Although NK used to have a great painter——Cheng Yue, but Mo Yan’s baby assistant Zi Ming, who devoted himself to studying medicine, knew nothing about it. But I have never seen a green pigeon when I grow up, so is there a green pigeon?"

Someone slowly put down the painting, showing a sinister smile, "I painted a peacock!!! Which of your eyes looks like a dove to him?"

The boy suddenly realized, with a serious expression of being educated, "Oh, I said, why is he a little fat! Hehe, it turns out that you drew a peacock. But doesn't the peacock know how to open its tail?"

Jingze, "... I can't draw! I drew a mother's!"

The boy scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hey, I don't know much about these, don't mind."

I looked at him very contemptuously, picked up my masterpiece and looked at it carefully. After observing for a long time, the corner of my mouth twitched, it really looked like a pigeon, "Damn, don't study."

He threw away the paint pen and sketch paper, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his arms in front of him, "Okay, come on."

……

There was a slight tingling sensation on the skin, and with the injection of the light blue liquid, the slightly rosy face slowly turned pale, fine beads of sweat slid down the nose, and the bony fingers clenched into fists.

The boy looked at him in pain and asked worriedly, "Does it really hurt?" Ever since Mo Yan researched this medicine, no one has tried it. Jing Ze is the first one. How strong is the medicine?

Jing Ze grinned, and was about to tease him a few words, when he turned his head and saw the figure standing against the light, the smile he had managed to maintain for a moment collapsed, leaving only expressionless indifference.

Apparently the boy also spotted Leng Hanye who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, he bent over to greet him in a panic, packed his injections and retreated respectfully.

The black eyes watched that person stepping in, watching that person hang his coat on the hanger as usual, watching that person take clean clothes and step into the bathroom. During this time, they had no verbal communication, not even their eyes. Neither collided.

As if he didn't feel that there was another person in his room, Leng Hanye was doing his own things in an orderly manner, completely ignoring his existence.

In the huge room, there was only the vague sound of water coming from the bathroom and someone's heavy breathing. The pain factor flowing in the blood became more and more acute. Jingze bent his knees and hugged his body. Beside the bed, his consciousness was slowly becoming empty.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of thin white jade feet appeared in the lowered vision, the man biting his lips did not move, he no longer had any extra strength to do other things.

Those feet paused in his line of sight for a few seconds, and then moved away, a burst of fragrance after bathing, as if there was nothing, penetrated into the sweaty nose, and the drowsy head was briefly awake.

As usual, Leng Hanye made himself a cup of coffee, sat on the wicker chair on the balcony, leisurely flipped through the newspaper, and enjoyed the lazy afternoon sun.

It's just that his eyes will inadvertently glance at the white figure curled up on the carpet. He seems to be really in pain, and his tense back is trembling slightly.

A melodious ringtone suddenly broke the silence. Leng Hanye picked up the phone from the low table and connected it. I don't know what the other party said?He stood up frowning and walked into the inner room.

The white feet appeared in sight again, and they were getting closer and closer to him. Jingze shook his head and sneered in his heart, wouldn't he just let him perform his duties now?

"Your phone." A deep voice sounded beside him.

Um?The unconscious person raised his head and looked at the man above him with blank eyes, indicating that he didn't hear clearly.

Leng Hanye didn't speak again, and directly handed the phone to him, and Commander Zhang's incoming call was clearly displayed on the screen.

A certain person shrunk his neck subconsciously. It would be no good for a ghost to find him. Nine tasks out of ten, and one remaining task is to abuse him!

He didn't dare to say no to the ghost's phone call, but his hands didn't have any strength, and he couldn't even lift his arms. Allocating all his energy to deal with the matter in front of him had already added another layer of burden to his body. There was no extra strength to answer the phone that was handed to him.

Leng Hanye was quite kind-hearted, seeing that he was unable to do what he wanted, he took the bluetooth and put it on his ear. His cold fingertips rested on the warm ear for a while, and then left quickly.

Jing Ze glanced at him, and called out tentatively, "Organization?"

There was a long silence over there before a deep sigh came, "Aze, are you okay?"

Suddenly being greeted with such care by the organization, someone was flattered, suppressed the wanton pain, and tried to keep his voice stable, "Organization, I'm not bad, do you miss me?"

"Stop pretending, what good life will you have if you fall into Xiaoye's hands?"

The corner of Jingze's mouth twitched, he glanced at Leng Hanye beside him, and smiled wryly, "Organization, what are you looking for? You really miss me, right? Do you believe this?"

The breath on the other side of the phone was obviously heavier, and Jing Ze could imagine the expression on the ghost animal's face now.

"You little bastard! You make it sound like I don't care about your life or death! But if you mess around like this, sooner or later you'll have to play yourself to death, and then I don't know where to collect your body!"

I've always been used to being suppressed by ghosts and beasts, but suddenly I was cared about in a disguised form. Someone was immediately moved to a mess, he sniffled, "I made a mistake in organizing, I will never..."

"Okay! Don't use that to compliment me." Zhang Gangyi interrupted someone's impassioned speech, fell silent for a moment, and said, "I've heard about you and Xiaoye."

Suppressing the pain, the laughter finally turned into a single syllable. The man with a pure masculine aura was still standing beside him. After a long time, he hummed lightly.

"I called today to tell you something."

"what's up?"

"Boy Tao and the others have gathered all the members of the prison, and they are going to come to NK to forcibly demand someone."

"What did you say!?" The sudden agitation caused trauma to his heart and lungs, he clutched his chest and coughed fiercely, his pale face flushed a little from the choking.

"Calm down, I know what you're thinking, they're probably here in two days, you decide what to do."

Zhang Gangyi understands Jingze's thoughts, he doesn't want to be hurt by both defeats with Leng Hanye, if he really wants to win NK, he will have to pay the price himself, let the Xiong-Di risk their lives for themselves, this is not Jingze want.

Junyi frowned deeply, "I will handle it."

"Aze, you choose the road yourself, you have to know how to go, and don't do things that you regret."

"Well, I know." Jing Ze took a deep breath to calm down the uncontrollable severe pain in his body. The medicine seemed to spread to his heart. The pain caused him to bend down and bury his face in his knees. After a long silence, he heard his dull pain. In a muffled voice, "Organization, are you hiding anything from me?"

There was an obvious stunned moment, "What did you say?"

His bleeding face slowly lifted up, and he stared at the screen of the mobile phone that was in the middle of the call, his eyes flashed with inexplicable complexity, as if facing Zhang Gangyi's serious and rigid Chinese character face, he said seriously, "Teacher, you are my first A benefactor also watched me come all the way, you know everything about me, I want to know if you have hidden anything from me all these years?"

"No!" The serious voice added a bit of majesty, obviously a little dissatisfied with Jingze's questioning.

"Hehe, this is the best."

Zhang Gangyi hung up the phone, but his heart could not be calm for a long time. There was an overtone in the boy's words, and he tapped the table with his index finger lightly. What happened a few years ago came to mind. I hope he was overwhelmed.

At that time, he hired the top hypnotist to perform deep hypnosis on him. He probably would not have remembered it. If that was the case, it would be too cruel to him.