Interstellar Merchant

When he arrived in Emma City, he called Chu Hengyang, and Chu Hengyang signaled Han Zhaoyan to a high-end club.He was led up to the fifth floor by the waiter, and saw Chu Hengyang shooting in the shooting room.

The waiter backed out, Han Zhaoyan raised his eyes and saw Chu Hengyang was wearing black casual clothes, shooting forward with both hands holding his gun, his blue eyes were staring straight at the target in front of him, and his pretty lips were pursed into a serious arc .

Han Zhaoyan walked gently to the back of Chu Hengyang and stood still, looking up at him with two guns aimed at the moving humanoid target in front of him and shooting.The target is fast, but Chu Hengyang's hand is faster, and every shot can miraculously hit the heart exactly.

As time went by, the faster the target moved, the faster the shooter's reaction was required. As a bystander, Han Zhaoyan also became nervous about Chu Hengyang, and his eyes were fixed on those targets.

Chu Hengyang focused on shooting from beginning to end.

About 3 minutes later, ten overlapping targets suddenly appeared in front of them, and the speed was so fast that Han Zhaoyan couldn't help but let out a soft "ah" in shock.However, Chu Hengyang, who was the person involved, was fearless in the face of danger, holding the gun with both hands and pulling the trigger repeatedly, hitting all ten targets.

"It's wonderful!" After the shooting, Han Zhaoyan couldn't help clapping his hands in praise.

Only then did Chu Hengyang turn his head around, a gentle smile appeared on his cold and serious eyes, and he shook his head with regret, "It failed again."

"Where is it? Isn't it all on target?" Han Zhaoyan said towards the target.

"One shot missed the heart." Chu Hengyang pointed to the sign next to it, which only had 99 points.

"A little distracted."

"Is it because of me? Sorry."

Chu Hengyang smiled but said nothing, looked at him for a while, and said, "Why don't you wear women's clothing?"

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

Han Zhaoyan hummed twice, and looked around at him, "Shooting, I haven't played for a long time..."

Chu Hengyang admired his embarrassing face for a moment, and then handed him the gun in his hand unhurriedly, "Would you like to try it?"

"Okay." Han Zhaoyan hugged the steps, and took the gun from his hand.

The two looked at each other, took two steps forward at the same time, raised their guns, and aimed.

The target moved and the two fired together.

As the bullets shot out and penetrated the target in front of him, Han Zhaoyan felt the pressure in his heart fly away with the bullets, and his heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

After a few minutes, the target became faster and faster, and Han Zhaoyan couldn't hit it, so he just took the gun and shot randomly.Chu Hengyang next to him was not angry when he saw this person making trouble, and still shot all the targets seriously.

Han Zhaoyan was a little embarrassed, so he restrained his joking mood, raised his gun and shot seriously.

When the last moment came, ten targets overlapped and suddenly appeared, Chu Hengyang said: "Left."

Han Zhaoyan immediately shot at the two targets on the left without any hesitation, and handed over the remaining eight targets to Chu Hengyang.

All ten targets fell down, Han Zhaoyan heaved a sigh of relief, and said with some luck: "Fortunately."

He turned to Chu Hengyang and said, "You are the best, and you can destroy the rest."

"Well, I don't know how many points I got." Chu Hengyang walked to the side display board and looked at it, with a bit of surprise in his voice, "A perfect score?"

Han Zhaoyan smiled and praised himself, "It seems that I, a layman, am not completely useless."

Chu Hengyang smiled, "Yeah, I really didn't expect it."

It worked so well for the first time.

He really wanted Han Zhaoyan to shoot the two on the left, but he didn't expect Han Zhaoyan to understand what he meant without saying anything.For some reason, Chu Hengyang felt a little joy in his heart.

After putting away the guns, the two walked into the side room and sat down. Han Zhaoyan thought for a while, and said awkwardly: "About repaying the debt, all the money was in place not long ago, but something went wrong later, and now it is a bit difficult. General, can you give me a few more days?"

Chu Hengyang stared at him for a moment, then pushed the document on the table towards him, "This, black and white."

Han Zhaoyan opened it and saw that it was the agreement he had made with Chu Hengyang that day, which clearly stated that he would mortgage his hand.

Han Zhaoyan broke into a cold sweat, isn't the other party serious?With the deep friendship between the two (?), he wouldn't treat himself like this?

Chu Hengyang looked at the person opposite seriously. Although the other person was still calm and elegant as usual, his slightly nervous eyes betrayed his thoughts.

He was still scared.

Since I was afraid, why did I start to think so confidently that I would not be held accountable?

Do you believe that you won't do anything to him?

This can be regarded as a kind of...realized trust?

The corner of Chu Hengyang's mouth raised a slight arc, but it quickly returned to a serious straight line, and his expression never changed, "What should we do now?"

How to do?

Looking at his coffin face, Han Zhaoyan could only say in his heart: Pay back the money!

"You want to start a company. I heard that it will cost a lot of money?" Chu Hengyang asked.

Han Zhaoyan smiled awkwardly, lowered his head for a moment, then raised his head again and said, "Please give me one day, and I will pay it back."

Originally, I wanted to rely on friendship to slow things down, but now it seems that the other party doesn't care as much about this relationship as I imagined, so I can only give him the last money.Originally, the money was intended to be used to start the company.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Chu Hengyang said unexpectedly.

Han Zhaoyan looked at him in surprise, both surprised and delighted.Chu Hengyang said unhurriedly: "Yesterday was already the deadline, what's the point of tomorrow?"

What's the meaning?Han Zhaoyan looked at him suspiciously.

"Since the deadline has passed, whether you still pay the money or not, your hands are mine." Chu Hengyang said calmly, "That's what the agreement says."

Well?Yes……

Han Zhaoyan moved his body uncomfortably, his throat was slightly dry, "You...are you really going to chop off my hand?"

He didn't expect that this man was really ruthless, and he was so grievous and dissatisfied in his heart, and he was extremely annoyed and regretful.He didn't understand why he signed such an agreement in the first place, and he didn't understand why he was sure that the other party didn't really want to pursue responsibility.Now that certainty seems really inexplicable, killing people!

Chu Hengyang chuckled, "You don't even care about the date of repayment of the debt, don't you just be sure that I won't really do anything to you?"

Han Zhaoyan said against his will: "Why? I just happen to be short of money recently..."

Chu Hengyang stared at him.

Han Zhaoyan couldn't continue talking nonsense, and coughed twice in embarrassment, "Then you won't cut off my hand?"

"Well, don't chop."

Before Han Zhaoyan could feel overjoyed, Chu Hengyang said again: "But you have to remember, your hand is already mine."

Han Zhaoyan touched the back of his hand subconsciously, realizing for the first time that these two things are extremely intimate.

"I came to you today to talk to you about starting a company."

Han Zhaoyan looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't you ask me to borrow money last time?" Chu Hengyang supported his head with his hands, "I thought about it and decided to borrow money from you."

When Han Zhaoyan heard this, his grandson-like arrogance suddenly came out again, and he said with a smile, "General Chu just likes to scare people."

Chu Hengyang hummed and laughed twice, and restrained Han Zhaoyan's arrogance.How can a person not bow his head under the eaves?There are so many benefits in exchange for bowing your head, Han Zhaoyan thinks it is worth pretending to be a grandson.

"Let's sign it." Chu Hengyang leaned over and turned the document again. Han Zhaoyan saw that it was actually a drafted contract, but it was still extremely casual, as if it was written by someone when he was bored.The latter is: If you don't pay it back within a month, Han Zhaoyan must use himself as a mortgage.

Seeing these words, Han Zhaoyan's face instantly burned.He coughed in embarrassment, and said a little coyly: "This... this..."

"Not willing?" Chu Hengyang raised his eyebrows.

"No." Han Zhaoyan shook his head, hesitated for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote his name on it.

"Okay." Chu Hengyang took back the folder and looked at it, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Han Zhaoyan coughed, managed to calm down, and looked up at the other party, but the expression on the other party's face didn't fluctuate much.A trace of unexplainable disappointment suddenly rose in my heart.

Ever since Chu Hengyang said about "mortgaging his body for a loan" last time, he had struggled for a long time, thinking that Chu Hengyang was interested in him... Ahem, he still thinks so now.Otherwise, what is the meaning of this joke-like agreement?

Right?

Is that so?

He is just playing tricks to express his turbulent love for himself, right? (Hello!)

But the guy in front of him didn't say anything at all!What do you mean?

Do you want to give me an accurate word?

Hearing Han Zhaoyan's internal roar, Chu Hengyang raised his head, "Huh?"

Han Zhaoyan pulled the group of thoughts running wildly in his mind, and gave him a puzzled look.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Hengyang closed the folder and put it on the table again.

Han Zhaoyan couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't help but ask, "General, what do you mean?"

Chu Hengyang looked at him.

Han Zhaoyan asked with shamelessness, "What does the mortgage itself mean?"

Han Zhaoyan admired himself for being able to ask this question that he had struggled with for a long time in such a calm, commercial, and serious tone.

Chu Hengyang couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, but he still kept a coffin face and looked at the barely calm person opposite him inscrutablely.

Eldest young master, don't you know that your face is already very red?

"What do you mean? What do you think it means?" Chu Hengyang asked seriously, his voice full of oppressive power like he was on a warship.What this person hates is that as long as he puts on a coffin face, he will form a strong coercion, making the people around tremble, thinking that he must be thinking about serious and noble issues such as cosmic peace.But who would have thought that he just wanted to play tricks on the person in front of him.

Anyone who really knows Chu Hengyang will have a headache because of his bad nature.

This person has been extremely restless since he was a child, and he loves to tease and bully others, especially those noble sons who are proud and smelly, which will give him a sense of accomplishment.But God is not open to it, because this purely selfish behavior was interpreted as "close to the people", "not high above the top", "considering the common people" and other bright hats, which made him very popular when he graduated. His official career has gained a lot of points.

However, after staying in the army for a long time, his bad nature has subsided a lot, but Han Zhaoyan's appearance reawakened the bad desire hidden in his heart.In particular, Han Zhaoyan's pride made him feel that he wanted to hit him hard, and it would be best for him to droop his ears and wag his tail pitifully at him.

Han Zhaoyan can't say it anymore, he likes to be straightforward, it's really unfair to be alone in a situation like this!

"Let's leave it at that." Chu Hengyang said lightly, as if he planned to leave the discussion behind.Han Zhaoyan became anxious, and blurted out, "Are you...uh...that..."

"Huh?" Chu Hengyang stared at him.

Han Zhaoyan's face was flushed red, and the words were spinning on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't get them out.

"Speak straight."

Han Zhaoyan took a deep breath and asked, "Do you like me?"

quiet--

The two looked at each other.

After a long time, Chu Hengyang suddenly laughed.

Han Zhaoyan was stunned at first, then became angry from embarrassment!

What is this reaction? !

"Chu, Heng, Yang!" He stood up angrily, and was about to stand up and leave with his hands, but one word made his whole body freeze.

"Yes."

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