The Lost of Flying Tiger's Stealth Extreme Battle

Lu Guobin has been at home all day, and since Kenny left in the morning, the house is unusually deserted.

That's good, he has time to organize his thoughts and think about what happened during this period.

In the afternoon, I held a video conference with the senior management of the SEALs. The superior was very dissatisfied with the actions of him and Kenny in the Golden Triangle. The task must be completed within the day...

Although the Golden Triangle is not big, the situation is too complicated. When he came here, he was entangled in drug addiction and hidden feelings. He didn't even think about getting to know this place well. This was indeed his negligence.

Sitting in front of the computer in the study, Lu Guobin finally finished reading the information sent by No.3. This is the information he asked No.3 to collect about the various forces in the Golden Triangle. The Golden Triangle is indeed a paradise for drugs. 80% of the world's drugs are Because of this, the drug cartel is also the most concentrated. There are not a hundred drug lords who can be counted, but there are eighty, not including some scattered drug dealers.

It took an afternoon to finally understand the situation of the Golden Triangle.

He put down the documents in his hand, turned off the computer screen, feeling very tired, and gently pinched his brows to relieve his fatigue, but when he closed his eyes, he still thought of Kenny's face.

Relationships are sometimes burdensome, the more fetters there are, the more things need to be considered, and the greater the energy consumption.

But feelings, how can you just let it go.

He stood up, went to the window and looked out, but Kenny hadn't come back yet.

It was getting dark, and Kenny hadn't returned for another day. I don't know where he got Mansu. The two people who lost contact made him feel difficult to control, especially the arrogance of Kenny, which gradually made him feel Increasing feelings of powerlessness and restlessness.

Kenny, Kenny...

Ever since he knew that he was in love with Kenny, he seemed to have lost interest in other things. Every frown and every smile of him seemed to be in front of his eyes.

As long as he can't be seen, an inexplicable loss and emptiness will quickly erode him.

This feeling, uncontrollable, sucks.

So bad I wanted a drink.

He went down to the bar on the first floor and picked up a bottle of spirits.

A few ice cubes were jingled into the crystal clear glass, and the light golden liquid was poured on it. The cold air was soaked in a strong smell, which contained all of Lu Guobin's melancholy.

As soon as he brought the wine glass to his mouth, he heard the door open with a "bang". Kenny almost broke in, looking excited.

He finally came back from outside.

Lu Guobin finally got a little excited in his heart, and slowly put down the wine glass in his hand and hurriedly looked towards the door. Kenny, dressed in black, was standing at the door, as if he had rushed in and was obviously a little out of breath.

He frowned tightly, his face looked very ugly, and his eyes seemed to be on fire, covering his whole body in a thick layer of resentment, making the air a little anxious.

When Kenny entered the door, he saw Lu Guobin standing at the bar not far from the door, so he stared straight at him and forgot to come in.

"Guobin, I have something to tell you..."

"Why are you so anxious? Let's talk first..."

Kenny slammed the door and walked excitedly in front of Lu Guobin outside the bar. His face was full of gloom and concern. In front of Lu Guobin, he was always not good at hiding his emotions.

"Where did you go this day?" He looked a little depressed, which made Lu Guobin feel distressed.

Lu Guobin's cold and introverted personality made Kenny calm down all of a sudden, and even his tone of speech became less firm.

"Guobin, I have something to tell you..."

Under the restraint of Lu Guobin's strong aura, Kenny's voice was obviously lowered. He was rarely as serious as today, with his lips slightly closed, hesitant to speak, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to have endless emotions.

"It just so happens that I have something to tell you..."

"..." Kenny froze for a moment. Just now, he was talking in his heart that he wanted to explain clearly to Lu Guobin, but now standing in front of him, he didn't know how to speak the words in his heart.

"Then you speak first!"

Lu Guobin didn't notice Kenny's fleeting hesitation at all, and only glanced at him.

"I'm sorry about Mansu..."

"There is no need to say anything about that woman!"

Just as Lu Guobin opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Kenny's words, and then he fixed his eyes and stared at Kenny's eyes. Kenny stared at him with wide eyes, but Lu Guobin couldn't read the obscure things in his eyes for a moment.

"Then let me talk about another thing. I have carefully studied the task of killing Kunji this afternoon. The forces in the Golden Triangle are relatively complicated. Kunji is very likely to be protected by certain forces, otherwise we wouldn't be able to find out for so long. His whereabouts..."

Lu Guobin was talking to himself, but before he finished his first sentence, Kenny's eyes once again showed a kind of lost dimness, as if his full expectations had failed, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom. He picked up Lu Guobin who had just been on the table He drank the full whiskey in one gulp, smashed the glass on the table, and filled the glass again.

Kenny looked very strange, and his mood was very depressed. He drank such a strong wine one cup after another. He had never felt such a severe pain in his body, and it made people feel a little heartbroken. Passing the wine bottle in his hand, he couldn't help asking with concern:

"Kenny, what's wrong with you?"

Kenny lowered his eyes and didn't look at him. He raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it down again. He took the bottle back from Lu Guobin's hand and continued to fill it up.

The ice-cold alcohol flowed into his stomach, it was violently cold at first, and then scorching hot flowed along his blood to every nerve and every blood vessel, and his face was gradually stained crimson by the alcohol.

Lu Guobin said that he was not interested in the topic of the task, and this was not what he wanted to hear.

Seeing Kenny wrapped in a melancholy haze, Lu Guobin could only feel pain in his heart, not knowing what to do.

"Don't you have something to tell me? What do you want to say?" He frowned slightly and asked Kenny gently.

Kenny's eyes flickered and met Lu Guobin's. Looking at his cold face, Kenny still couldn't speak.

He really wants to get himself drunk, maybe only in this way can he have the courage to say it, because only drunk words can end after he speaks, he cares, if Lu Guobin's reply is no, how will he face Guobin, how will he get along with Lu Guobin? When Guobin gets along, how does he face his inner emotions, and how will he deal with himself in the future?

Why are there so many problems?The current appearance is not his style at all, he didn't mind these things at all before, it was just a sentence, the former self could even blurt out a random sentence as a joke, what's wrong now?

Is this love?He's not sure!

What he was sure of was that he really cared about what kind of Lu Guobin's feelings for him. He only knew that he had never been in such pain, just because the woman said "he won't love you".

Kenny silently thought about every sentence he wanted to ask, but couldn't open his mouth. Is this an unfinished confession after all?

……(To be continued)