After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

Xie Ling was obsessed with car racing in middle school, but because he was not up to the standard, he couldn't participate in this activity. He could only watch the race to quench his thirst. It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured head-on, and it felt very empty.

Xie Ling's mood was extremely bad at this time. One day, Master Xie was anxious to go back to school after watching the game, so he took a small path and ran back. As soon as he entered the alley, he was stopped by a group of delinquent boys with colorful hair.

Since he was kidnapped when he was a child, Xie Rongguang found a relationship and asked the three children of the Xie family to go to the military compound to exercise every summer vacation. A few delinquent teenagers never beat Xie Ling even with a knife.

Young Master Xie put down his bad habits and played Jenga music by the way. He stepped on Jenga music and showed a sincere smile. The bloody blood seemed to have a place to go.

Young master Xie went to the compound for systematic training during holidays, and practiced on-site every school term, and mastered them thoroughly. Among the three young masters of the Xie family, Xie Ling was praised the most by the instructors.

Xie Ling put Rong He down and still sighed in his heart: I am the little overlord of Beicheng, I really deserve my reputation!

Xie Ling was wearing leather boots with a slight heel today. The boots were heavy and hurt even when kicked. Rong He almost vomited blood when stepped on.

Rong He scolded angrily: "F*ck￥%&"

"What foul language?" Xie Ling frowned, and increased the strength on his feet again.

Rong He was lying on the ground, covering the bruised eye sockets that were hit by Xie Ling with one hand, he coughed twice, a hint of sternness flashed across his face, the other hand grabbed Xie Ling's ankle, ready to fight back.

Xie Ling sneered, flexibly freed the dirty hand, and kicked Rong He's elbow.

Rong He's arms went numb, he groaned, his facial features curled up in pain.Damn, fight and kick Majin?Do you talk about Wude?

The Rong family doesn't have the awareness of the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor. Although Rong He, as the prince of the Rong family, has also practiced both hands, seeing him being knocked to the ground by ... knows that he is definitely not as hardworking as Xie Ling in this regard!

Xie Ling stepped on Rong He carelessly, feeling a little better.

He has not been in such a sunny mood these past few days. Mr. Fu's reason for divorce made Xie Ling internally hurt for a long time, and what hurt him even more was that in order to cooperate with Mr. Fu's wonderful script, he actually compromised so much that he even said that shameful line !

At this time, there is a punching bag for him to vent his anger, and the bad breath in Young Master Xie's heart can be counted clean.

"Your family is really disgusting from top to bottom. Your grandfather is disgusting, and you don't give up." Xie Ling still insisted that he didn't need to get his hands dirty because of a Rong He, and the punishment of the sinner should be left to him. law.

Rong He is not surprised by this comment, Xie Ling is right that he hates him, he just likes the way Xie Ling hates him but can't kill him, it's very exciting.Rong He gave up resistance and lay down on the ground in big characters. The appearance of the Rong family is not bad. Mr. Rong was handsome and evil when he was young, and his aesthetics was always online. Also pretty.

According to the words of the Rong family, this is called genetic selection. As long as we persevere, we will be able to cultivate talents from generation to generation.

Rong He almost perfectly inherited the merits of Mr. Rong from another generation, even though he was extremely embarrassed at this time, he still had a kind of miserable beauty.

Rong He lay on the ground panting heavily, half tired, half out of breath.He felt aggrieved, and his vicious eyes fell on Xie Ling, as if he wanted to eat Xie Ling.But after looking at him for a while, his eyes changed. Xie Ling is really good-looking, with fair skin and delicate facial features, long and black eyelashes. At first glance, he is a very obedient person, but after getting to know him, he can find that this young master is quite cold inside. , seems to be indifferent to everything.

What Rong He likes the most is actually Xie Ling's flamboyant and provocative appearance, like a cat.At this moment, the cat showed its paws, condescending, with a half-smile, with undisguised disgust in its eyes, but a kind of laziness in its posture, as if it didn't care about him at all, and Rong He didn't know where it was. He made a mistake and suddenly said: "Then Fu Mingcheng must be more disgusting than me. According to his seniority, I have to call him little uncle."

The corners of Xie Ling's lips pressed down, and his amber eyes lowered slightly, looking at Rong He coldly.

Seeing that Xie Ling finally looked at him, Rong He laughed, and the aggrieved energy in his heart dissipated instantly, replaced by another kind of anger.The young master's style today is casual, cool and handsome, with a pair of British leather boots on his feet, and the M family's main brand this year on his legs. There are many pockets and ribbons, and he moves very elegantly. The upper body is wearing It was a light brown windbreaker, probably because it was hot, the young master unbuttoned it, and the windbreaker of excellent texture was hanging down, and the close-fitting clothes were a set of light blue turtleneck sweaters, the sweaters were slim fit Yes, it perfectly outlines the waistline.

Rong He's Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes became more sticky, and he didn't even feel the pain where his chest was stepped on, but felt a little numb instead.The humiliation of being subdued to the ground seems to have become another kind of "blame me for beating me lightly, so that you still have the strength to speak." Xie Ling's tone was cold, and his voice was rare and gloomy.

Comrade Xie Rongguang was not so worried about Xie Ling being kidnapped at first. Xie Ling's mobile phone was equipped with a locator, which has the function of real-time announcement of the location, which is very high-tech!

Then the technical guy said

"Mr. Xie, there is no signal..."

Comrade Xie Rongguang panicked, "Why!"

The technical guy was helpless: "You may not believe it, but the pet tracker will be affected by the signal of the mobile phone."

Xie Rongguang: "..." Did our company research pet locators? ? ?No, why do pets use trackers? ? ?

The technical guy couldn't bear to see his boss's messy expression, "The locator is still made by Lingyun, which is more delicate, basically free from signal interference, and has the function of retaining historical routes. It won’t break if it falls from the third floor! And it’s half sold and half given to the police at a very low price! A conscientious enterprise!”

The little brother realized that he was too high-handed, he coughed lightly, and changed the topic, "I mean, boss, have you called the police?"

The police must have called the police. The police controlled Bai Xue for interrogation, but Bai Xue bit her to death and there was no kidnapping. She was just joking.

Xie Rongguang's eyes suddenly sharpened when he heard what the technical boy said. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Mingcheng's number.

With Xiao Fu's persistence, he will definitely remember to install a locator for his son!

Fu Mingcheng did install a locator. After receiving a call from Xie Ling's father, he immediately rushed to the location on the map.

Several low-key black cars were galloping and soon arrived at the destination. Fu Mingcheng got off the car, and the muscular men in the other cars followed behind him, looking menacing.

It's like □□ to force protection fees.

Fu Mingcheng stood at the gate of the factory with a gloomy expression. Behind him were two people fighting each other, one of his men and the other of He Xuan's.

The man tugged on the door twice, but it didn't move at all. He turned his head and growled, "Key!"

The red-haired woman in the melee deftly escaped from the battle circle and strode up to Fu Mingcheng. She took out a wire and poked it in the keyhole. With a click, the door opened.

Kaili took a step back, turned quickly and rushed back to the battle circle, fearing that she would stay by Fu Mingcheng's side for even a second longer.

Fu Mingcheng pushed the door hastily, looking flustered, and the next second he froze in the dimly lit factory, where a delicate and beautiful young man was savagely pressing a tall man to the ground.

To be precise, put his head on the ground.

The coffee-colored windbreaker was lying pitifully on the ground. The young man knelt on one knee, grabbed the man's collar with one hand, and smashed the man's hair to the ground with the other hand. A few flowers of blood like red plums bloomed on the ground.

Perhaps the sound of opening the door was too loud to disturb the young man. The young man with a fierce temperament casually raised the end of his eyes and looked towards the door, his eyes were full of coldness.

Fu Mingcheng's Adam's apple twitched, and his mind, which was covered by the mist, was stimulated by this scene to regain clarity.

His Ling Ling is not a person who will make himself wronged, if he doesn't really like him, how can he indulge his mischief.When Ling Ling likes someone, external forces will never be in the way, there will be no cover-ups, and there will be no compromise.

His little prince is the gentlest person in the whole world.

There is no substitute, only him, and only him, he picked up the moon.

Fu Mingcheng's heart beat like a drum, beating wildly.

The man at the door was against the light. Xie Ling looked at it for a while before confirming that it was Que Que. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

Xie Ling laughed suddenly, grabbed Rong He's hair and looked directly at Fu Mingcheng, with a lazy tone, "Come save him?"

Fu Mingcheng was distracted by this look, he quietly adjusted his breathing, strode up to Xie Ling and squatted down, holding Xie Ling's hand in distress, "Does it hurt?"

Xie Ling's eyes were indescribable, and he subconsciously looked at Rong He who was beaten into a pig's head by him.

Zhu Torong moved his head and looked at Fu Mingcheng in disbelief. There were two bloodstains under his nose, his face was ashamed, and he looked extremely embarrassed. "You are fucking blind, can't you see that I was beaten!"

"It's all red." Fu Mingcheng couldn't hear the barking of the dog, and concentrated on rubbing Xie Ling's fingertips, "Hoohoo."

Rong He: Vomit!

grass!Is it disgusting?

Xie Ling was also a little uncomfortable, he withdrew his hand, and looked straight: "The acting is too much, you need to restrain yourself!"

Fu Mingcheng: "...I try my best?"

His mind just sobered up, and he couldn't control the speed of pretending to be a bird.

Xie Ling frowned, as if it was weird. At this time, Mr. Fu shouldn't have "a flash of injury in his eyes", then "the color of his eyes darkened", and finally said in a trembling voice while holding back the pain, "I know...."

How fat four, you've been passive and sabotage in just a few days!

As soon as Xie Ling was about to speak, Fu Mingcheng pulled Xie Ling up. The man took off his coat and put it on Xie Ling, with a gentle tone, "It's too cold, let's go home."

Xie Ling was wrapped in a coat, which was warm and full of Fu Mingcheng's breath. He subconsciously rubbed against the man, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

It's not cold.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Shen Qinli 1 = 3

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of dew; #南波湾行, 1 bottle of Jiutian Galaxy; =3

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!