Guilty Records

"You..." Tang Zhibai took a deep breath and asked very uncertainly, "Salman?"

The man on the ground? Still screaming in pain, wanting to vent all the resentment in his heart, like a crazy gorilla grabbing ice and snow with his fingers, hammering the concrete floor hard!

The whole person? Immersed in pain, I didn't hear his voice at all.

He has a strong build, with strong muscles visible under his thin clothes, but he is slumped and drunk like mud, with unkempt stubble and hair tied in one place, and there are dirt and messy things. He looks dirty and disgusting, but in fact he is thin Seeing that his dirty clothes are also high-end ready-to-wear, otherwise there would not be two beautiful women? Willing to hug left and right.

It's just that the unkempt and sluggish look now makes people mistakenly think it's a homeless man at first glance, just like before.

The figure is very similar, the voice is very similar, but there is nothing else? Not like, Tang Zhibai called out to him twice with doubts in his heart? But there was no response, so he approached and knelt down to confirm.

The people around him were full of doubts. Unexpectedly, Mr. Tang would know such a person. Silas picked up the man again, and parted his hair to reveal his face.

Men? His facial features are three-dimensional and heroic, sharp and vicious, but exaggeratedly dirty.

Now!Tang Zhibai recognized him at a glance, and exclaimed in astonishment, "Oh my God, it's really you, Rongxi Salman!"

"You've come back? Besides, didn't you win the battle and pay back in a few days? Are you going to the palace to be honored? How could you make such a ghostly appearance." Tang Zhibai looked at his decadent and dirty appearance in disbelief. Just dragged out of the trash can, the whole person? Drunk like mud, and the smell of alcohol makes people feel like vomiting.

"Are you crazy? You drank like this outside the bar, and you didn't bring any of your men with you. Do you know that girl..." Knowing that there are many people here, Tang Zhibai's voice stopped abruptly.

After venting for a while, Rongxi was confused again, Tang Zhibai asked a series of questions, but did not try to make him more sober.

Didn't expect the two? They really knew each other, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and Ximo stood obediently by the side, staring at this man with suspicious and speculative eyes?

Suddenly, I saw those two women curled up on the ground with revealing clothes? There were still traces of intense ambiguity on their necks and chests. Anyone with a discerning eye? knew what had happened.

Tang Zhibai became anxious in an instant, and said angrily, "You... bastard! What did you do, you... did a good deed, are you worthy of Al?" He couldn't speak well, and Rong Xi was so drunk that he He was shaken and almost fell asleep on his shoulders. He didn't realize it at all. Tang Zhibai was so angry that he wanted to slap him!

Soon Tang Zhibai realized that something was wrong. Al is alone now? There is no place for him to leave Salman London, and even if Al comes back, it is impossible? Don’t tell yourself, besides, he likes Rong Xi so much. ·Salman, he even rushed to the battlefield, how could he be allowed to fool around in such a place.

According to Tang Zhibai's understanding of him over the years, although Rongxi Salman is not a good person, he has always been proud and self-disciplined, and will not tolerate being in a weak position. How can he be so messy now? This look?There are many things that Tang Zhibai really can't figure out, including that Al has lost contact with him for two months, and he can't help feeling panic, but he doesn't want to think about the bad.

After thinking about it, Tang Zhibai grabbed him, shook him vigorously, and said, "Bastard! Wake up, wake up for me, why are you alone? Here, where is Al? Others? Didn't he find you a long time ago! ’ His voice was serious and sharp.

Hearing Al's name? Rongxi Salman, who had been in a state of confusion, finally reacted.

"Al?..."

After Rongxi tilted his head for a moment, he seemed to recall some tragic memory. A hoarse hoarse hoarse sounded like a beast in his throat. The veins on his forehead burst into cold sweat and he slapped Tang Zhibai away. Grabbing the blood is like self-torture, roaring miserably like a wounded beast licking its wounds, "Ah, Al..." It seems that the blood is rolling in the throat, and the cry is really painful.

Half-squatting was inherently unstable, so Tang Zhibai fell and sat on the snow, and Ximo hurriedly supported him.

Looking at Dad with concern, he turned his head and said angrily, "You want to die, don't you?"

Tang Zhibai was startled by the fierce Rongxi's reaction, and he didn't even notice the contrast between Ximo and his hands were so cold that they were resting on the floor.

He muttered, "What's your reaction...Why, are you crying?" He couldn't believe his eyes.

Rongxi's head was so painful that it was about to split open. He kept beating himself on the head and scratching his hair. The memories of his painful collapse pulled him into the abyss. He opened his eyes, but he was completely ignorant and couldn't escape this cage of despair, "Al!"

A shrill howl terrified the surrounding pedestrians.

Anxiety factors condensed in his heart, converging into the source of fear, Tang Zhibai was trying to restrain himself, he didn't dare to think about it Rongxi's step-by-step reaction made him feel weird and uncomfortable.

"Rongsi Sharman." He was stunned, and asked slowly and dullly, "You, what do you mean...why do you call Al's name with this attitude? What are you talking about? Ah! "As he spoke, an evil fire ignited in his heart for no reason.

In the cold wind, Mr. Tang, who is usually gentle, was so anxious that his eyes were red and his voice was trembling, but that man didn't respond at all.

Silas couldn't stand it anymore, and took over, "Sir, let me do it."

"Father, get up first, it's cold in the snow." Ximo also hurriedly said.

"Let him sober up." Tang Zhibai clenched his fist tightly and said fiercely.

Silas Howe was merciless, and the store asked for a basin of cold water to pour directly over his head. The sub-zero temperature in London in winter was poured with ice water to cool his heart. How could he sit in the cold wind and feel uncomfortable? , It is estimated that after a while, people will freeze into ice cubes.

Rongxi was shocked by the icy water, and his hands and feet were so cold that his whole body trembled!Shivering, no matter how drunk he was, he also became sober. His lips were blue and white like a dead man. He tried to open his eyes, but at least he regained consciousness.Is he not easy to provoke? His hawk-like eyes scanned the people around him, analyzing the current situation, his eyes were full of exhaustion and darkness.

He was full of vicious aura brought back from the battlefield, "Who did it? Fuck!"

Seeing Tang Zhibai, he thought it was dizziness at first, and kept looking a few more times before he was sure. He narrowed his eyes and said hostilely, "Lin Su."

Tang Zhibai gritted his teeth, "Where's Al? Where's Al!" He had already roared out the last sentence.

One sentence? Let Rongxi change his face in an instant. He couldn't tell what it was. It was very depressed and terrible. Then he struggled wildly, and the bodyguard almost couldn't stop him, like a crazy person? The ape was full of strength and anger, thanks to He's drunk and tired now, otherwise Sethra alone might not be able to subdue him at all.

Putting his hands behind him, Tang Zhibai couldn't bear it any longer, raised his hand and slapped him awake, "Why are you crazy! I asked you the fuck where is Al? Are you alone? Looking for a woman in a bar? Where did you throw Al?! I'm asking you something?!" This Tang Zhibai was angry for the first time, and the people around him were dumbfounded. Although he tried to strengthen his body, his voice was trembling, because he was afraid.

Rong Xi was slapped to the side and was silent for a long time, his unruly eyes looked at the ground, and suddenly burst into a sneer, "Don't you know?" The voice was extremely sarcastic, and there was a sense of masochistic pleasure.

Tang Zhibai felt a little timid when the answer he had been asking was in front of him, "What should I know?"

"Louis Anjou, who covered the sky with his hands, didn't tell you? Heh, there are eyeliners everywhere in Scotland. I don't believe he doesn't know, so? Is he looking down on you? Or? Is it the arrogant Lin Fu who doesn't like him?" Rong Xi was so cold that his teeth were chattering, but he still tried his best to ridicule him, as if the burning part of his heart would be less painful.

Tang Zhibai frowned, and said coldly, "What are you talking nonsense about? Do you still want to be slapped again? Answer me! Where are the Ayers?"

Rongxi put on an exaggerated and surprised expression, and sneered: "You really don't know? He's dead."

After a while, Tang Zhibai was shocked, and his blood-red eyes were full of disbelief. He said blankly, "Dead? What do you mean?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Rongxi's mouth. I don't know if it was mocking him or himself, and his voice was very clear in his ears, "It's Al Lester? He's gone to sleep, and he won't laugh or speak anymore? No. I thought I was an idiot and ran around. Lin Xu, seeing you pretending to be disgusting, don’t you really understand? Al died a long time ago, died tragically on the Scottish rack... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Silas punched him in the stomach, and he was sweating coldly from the pain, but the smile was still hanging on his face.

"Keep your fucking mouth clean. If you don't want your tongue, I'll cut it off for you."

Hearing this, Tang Zhibai's eyes turned black, and the blood in his body was mixed with bad news. The rapid impact on his brain made him confused. Everything in front of his eyes was gray, and the people? He took a step back and almost fell down.

"Father!" Ximo wanted to help him. He was too short, so he could only step back and grab his father's hand.

"It's impossible for you, you lied to me..." Tang Zhibai murmured with his head down, "He wrote me a letter two months ago, saying that he taught those children in the church to learn the Gospel of John, and the priest and children there They are all under the protection of the army, aren't they? Besides, besides, there was a truce four months ago, and he survived when the fighting was so fierce, how could it be? How could it be..." He was incoherent trying to find various reasons to deny it In fact, the tone was pitifully humble, even crying.

Rongxi interrupted him cruelly, "Yeah, he died two months ago."

With crying and despair in his numb eyes, he told the process with a smile, "At that time, the two armies were dividing the land, and Tsarist Russia was severely degraded as a defeated country? Someone? Reported that he had an affair with me. He was in Dongsu Church I was taken away by Tsarist Russian officers when I was in class, and those dogs|days tried to use him to coerce me into compromise..."

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