"Black Household" Across Time and Space

Five escape is not easy

He randomly found a private room in the lobby and asked Bill to stay outside the door. Garcia rushed in with the boy in his arms.The room is simple, without a bed, only a soft leather sofa and a glass tea table.

Instead of choosing a comfortable sofa, Garcia swept away all the things on the coffee table and directly put the person down on it.

As soon as he touched the cold coffee table, Shang Junrong's sanity became a little clearer, but even so, he still did not let go of the arms wrapped around Garcia's neck.

Garcia took off his suit impatiently, and rudely pulled off his neatly tied tie, leaving a few buttons on the neckline scattered.

Can't wait to wrap the cotton vest that can't even cover the waist of the opponent, control the upper part and have full control over the weakness of the opponent. It seems that it is designed to avenge the "weak" behavior of the boy last night. This time, Garcia decided to attack first. This fort.

At the point where the ten fingers passed, the whole body of the young man under him was in convulsions, whimpering from time to time, but the eyes were always closed, and there was only a little moisture at the corners of the eyes.

When Shang Junrong thought that this torture would never end, the object that had been buried in his body overnight was suddenly pulled out, and the strong friction without warning pushed him to an unprecedented peak.

The waist was pulled back in a graceful arc without restriction, and the next moment the body was hollowed out and fell back onto the cold coffee table, panting heavily.

"Baby, how are you?"Is it the first time to enjoy such extreme pleasure?Don't worry, the fun is yet to come. 』

Garcia's voice has never been as hoarse as it is today. It is the first time that he has patiently helped his pet to the end, and he has reached his limit.

Letting go of all tenderness, he lifted the boy's buttocks with both hands, just as he was about to sweep away thousands of troops with one blow.

"Game over!"

He raised his head in astonishment, even though he couldn't understand what Shang Junrong was saying, Garcia could hear the implication from the other party's clear and calm tone.

Facing the clear and bright eyes of the young man, it seemed rational as if he was watching a suspense drama, and he was still half-distracted before!

Intuition told him that this boy was dangerous!Then remembering the opponent's beautiful and sharp sword slash before, the body's instinctive reaction was to jump up immediately, and then step back.It's a pity that he is fast and someone is faster than him.

The leg that was obviously pressed by him directly bumped into his waist at some point.A burst of overwhelming colic, this is not fatal, what is fatal is that the boy's hand knife directly slashed on the noble and incomparable neck of the mafia king who has been in the world for more than ten years.

"You lied to me! 』

After finishing speaking, Garcia fell heavily on the boy.

The moment before Garcia passed out, it was really hard to believe the reality, the obviously weak and weak, the obviously soft jade and gentle fragrance, the little fairy who tempted him in every possible way, actually had such a domineering explosive power, all the original things were illusions.

The thunderous blow just now consumed almost all of his energy, he pushed him off his body with difficulty, sat cross-legged on the tea table, and regained his concentration.

The reason why Garcia was seduced to bring him to the private room was so that after knocking down the opponent, no one would disturb him again, and he could concentrate on recovering as soon as possible.

As for the reason why Shang Junrong chose to seduce, besides the fact that his sanity was on the verge of collapse at that time?He was sure that it was impossible for Garcia to show animal lust in public, after all, this place was different from the carnival night last night.

At the same time, I would also like to thank the glass coffee table under him. Its cold touch not only helped him cool down, but also brought back a lot of his sanity.At that time, Shang Junrong was still hesitating whether to directly lift the person before doing it, or wait until it was done?

It is undeniable that both rationality and sensibility have chosen the latter.There is no way, although he is young, he is still a man, he endured halfway, who will bear the brakes halfway?

Thinking of this, Shang Jun looked sympathetically at Garcia who was lying unconscious on the ground.Is he being too unkind, will there be sequelae?Forget it, one monster, it would be better to destroy it.

After some catharsis, the feeling of being burned by lust is no longer so strong, and the breath can be used to adjust it, and the recovery will be faster.

Three hours later, Shang Junrong breathed out, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were bright and introverted.

The previously flushed complexion has also returned to its original color, but the strength lost the day before has only recovered less than five layers.

Shang Junrong weighed these five layers of physical strength to break into the dragon's pool and tiger's den alone, it shouldn't be a problem.After these two days of observation and contact, Shang Junrong was very sure that none of the members of the entire "cult organization" possessed martial arts.All of them had turbid breathing and sloppy footsteps, no different from ordinary people.It's great to have more brute force and more flexibility in hands and feet.

The reason why he was arrested last time was because someone put a "hidden weapon" from behind him. As for what the "hidden weapon" looks like, he still doesn't know.As long as you're careful, it shouldn't be a problem.

Shang Jun put down the tea table and got dressed slowly.I wrote it down when I saw Garcia dress him up.Although I don't like it, but I can't go out naked, so I have to put it on to avoid trouble.

In all fairness, this suit is much better than the previous Heichanyi, the previous one was almost unwearable.

After tidying up his clothes, Shang Junrong turned his head and looked under the coffee table, and it was no surprise that someone was staring at him with open eyes.Just listening to his breathing, he knew that this person had woken up early, but since he didn't make a sound, he didn't bother to take care of it.

When looking at him this time, Shang Junrong narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved unexpectedly.The intention is to warn the other party that he knows his every move, and it is best not to act rashly if you are sensible.

Turning around, he opened the door without hesitation and stepped out. (After several invisible demonstrations by someone, Xiao Junrong finally learned to open the door) It’s true that you can’t take a cloud away with a wave of your sleeves!

Garcia had already woken up in the late stage of Shang Junrong's cross-legged meditation, but was shocked by the strange phenomenon in front of him, and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the young man sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his body was covered with fine sweat.At first Garcia thought it was because the medicine in his body was still taking effect, but later he found that for some reason there was a silky mist overflowing from the top of the boy's head.

When the young man put on his clothes and looked at him, Garcia realized that the other party had already expected him to wake up, and he was not surprised at all.

He already knew?

When did he know?

How did he know?

The three questions were entrenched in his mind at the same time, and when Garcia saw the sneer on the corner of the boy's mouth, he suddenly sobered up as if he was drinking a stick.

provocative!

The boy who was under his pressure a moment ago was actually provoking the king of the Dark Night Empire!

Seeing the other party go out from the front door in a big way, when Garcia jumped up and opened his mouth to call the bodyguard guarding the door, the next moment his voice was stuck in his throat.

While stepping forward, Shang Junrong didn't lift his head, leaning forward with his left elbow, directly knocking the tall Mr. Bodyguard at the door to the ground.

Bars are often full of violence and pornography, so a small episode here failed to attract people's attention in time.

Shang Junrong blended into the flow of people calmly, only heading in one direction - the high-end gate in the distance where people could come in and out.

As strong as an ox, his body is flexible and fit.

Possessing different skills, but his skills are clean and neat.

Where can he find this mysterious prey?Besides—

『The one who lit the fire is responsible for putting it out. 』

Reaching under his crotch to appease the hungry babe, Garcia smiled in a way he hadn't done in a long time.

Squeezing through the crowd, seeing that freedom was within easy reach, Shang Junrong suddenly stopped.The catchers hidden in the crowd quietly gathered towards him and built a human wall in front of Shang Junrong.

The crowd around the opposing sides began to retreat to the two sides, seeing that this posture must be a good fight.Fights in bars are not uncommon. Those who dare to come here for entertainment are right and wrong people. Wouldn’t it be a joke for right and wrong people not to see right and wrong stories spread?

So in the unspoken rules, everyone kept silent and retreated to the side to watch the excitement, but judging from the disparity in the strength of the two sides, there is no suspense in the ending.What should the people in the bar do? They sat down boredly and glanced over here, gossiping about the cause of this disaster.

Looking at the clothes and appearance of the trapped person, it goes without saying that it must be a pet that was sneaked out by some powerful person, and was discovered by the owner and ordered to arrest it. A third-rate plot.

Garcia, the powerful owner of a certain black-haired pet, makes his glorious debut under the eyes of the eager and anticipating eyes of everyone.

The dense crowd behind Shang Junrong retreated silently to both sides, leaving a sufficient space.

Shang Junrong turned around and saw someone who was sure to win came towards him very arrogantly through the crowd, and he groaned coldly in his heart: "It's coming soon, if it wasn't for a "Cheng Yaojin" (this wall of people) who suddenly burst out Waiting for you to be arrogant!

How did Shang Junrong know that from the moment he stepped out of the private room, the surrounding monitors had made him nowhere to hide. After knocking down Bill, the human security system began to cast a net to round him up.Otherwise, why would Garcia let you step out with confidence?Since he dared to let go, he was sure to take it back.

"Honey, do you like the welcome ceremony I prepared for you?"If you are willing to look back, I can forget everything about tonight. 』

Garcia smiled all over his face except his eyes.

No matter what the other party said, Shang Junrong's face was indifferent, except for his eyes.

Just you?

Turn around, take a deep breath, tap your toes lightly, step a few times in the air, and finally do a forward turn, and when you land again, you have already reached the door.

The noisy hall behind him was miraculously silent, the thick "human wall" and the crowd stared at the boy's original position with dumbstruck eyes: How could that person just disappear out of thin air?

Garcia's eyes widened: That posture, that skill, it's impossible for ordinary people to do it!It seems that I really found a treasure.

"Bill"

Garcia ordered into the wireless headset.

Shang Junrong didn't stay, and pushed the door open as soon as he hit the ground.

A rare lineup of guards outside the Riptide bar: a dozen Ford cars form a semicircle to seal the entrance of the bar, and there are two men in black standing in front of each car, all in suits and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, holding a GLOCK18 pistol.

All the guns were pointed in one direction: the black-haired boy who was coming down the steps step by step.

Seeing this formation for the first time, although Shang Junrong didn't understand why, he knew in his heart that he should not be taken lightly and act rashly.

Walking down step by step, among a group of men in black, Shang Junrong only recognized Bill standing in front.Like everyone else, he was pointing at himself with something strange in his hand.

what is that?Is it a weapon of this country?It's ugly, I don't know how to use it, how lethal is it?

Shang Junrong moved forward leisurely while thinking wildly.

When he had to, he planned to risk himself.

"My dear, you'd better not move, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety!" 』

The voice came from behind, and Garcia chased it out. Seeing the boy desperately trying to break through, he kindly reminded him.

Shang Jun paused for a moment, and continued to walk. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Bill and the others, the tension between the three parties was getting tighter and tighter.

With a "bang", someone finally couldn't help it.

Shang Junrong looked down at the blood bubbling out from the left side of his abdomen, and tapped a few large acupoints around him with his fingers, temporarily controlling the scene of profuse blood flow.I thought to myself: This is a hidden weapon that was punched out of the box. Fortunately, it is not like Tangmen's rainstorm with pear blossom needles flying all over the sky.

"Baby, why do you have to do it bloody, it hurts to see me!" 』

Garcia continued to say sarcastic remarks behind him, he expected that the boy would not dare to act rashly after knowing how powerful he was.Unexpectedly, everything went against expectations today, Shang Junrong clutched his stomach and kept walking.As for why the other party pointed around the wound, contemporary Westerners can't figure it out anyway.

Although the other party was only a young man, Bill was almost overwhelmed by the invisible pressure brought by the cold and domineering aura around him.Where did he get his confidence, Bill wondered.All he knew was that he must keep someone tonight, no matter the cost.

Then there were several gunshots, and everyone who thought everything was over was dripping with cold sweat, thinking in unison: God, who is he?Why dodge all the bullets with just a few slight moves!

When everyone was in a daze, Shang Junrong turned around and raised his eyebrows at Garcia, who was so surprised that his face was expressionless, meaning: You know how powerful this young master is, so don't mess with me in the future!

Before the other party gave further instructions, Shang Junrong tapped his toes, turned over and disappeared into the night.

Shang Junrong really wanted to run for ten or twenty miles at a stretch, but the problem was that the wound on his abdomen began to bleed again after this dramatic movement.His physical strength was weak, and he was in a dizzy state because of the bleeding, and he was dizzy when turning the streets of New York.

Moreover, the streets are full of beetle-like steel monsters, who almost bumped into him a few times. When he saw that there was still a living person in the beetle's belly, Shang Junrong was almost about to help when the road was injustice, but the people inside stretched out their heads viciously. Come and point fingers at him and scold him loudly.

Sure enough, the social atmosphere in a foreign country is very different from that of the Tang Dynasty, a country of etiquette!Shang Junrong felt sorry for his wrists, clutching his holed stomach as he burrowed into the alleys on both sides of the street in a daze.

For some reason, he turned east and west and bumped into someone at the corner of an alley.

"sorry……"

Panting with difficulty, he barely got up from the other person, propped up his hands and saw the dazzling short blond hair of the person knocked down by him, and fell down. -