Immortal Star [Quick Transmigration]

If you are not in a hurry to find Hei Wu (the murderer)..." The cat asked with white gloves in his mouth: "What do you want to do? "

Lin Shuxing propped his chin and looked out the window, "Two things."

"Find out the consequences of the child of the world killing me, and the real reason why I can come back from the dead."

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Underground casino, boxing ring area.

Sweat and roars filled the inner space like a Colosseum. Hundreds of people occupied the place. They waved the sweat towels and gambling tickets in their hands, and spat at the rubbish that made them lose everything. Boxers are trash, bitches A soft boy on the belly, a bastard who hasn't been weaned, a third-rate guy who can only ride a bitch's ass.

Tobacco and marijuana stimulate the senses. Participants bet big and squandered money. They went bankrupt in 5 minutes and became millionaires in 10 minutes.

"Let him die on the field." The boss ordered while leaning on a cane. He was in the private room on the second floor, and he could see who was on the stage at a glance.

"Okay boss." The assistant next to him knew that it was a boxer sent by the boss's old rival, so he nodded immediately and asked his subordinates to inform the fighters who were going to fight on his side, so that there was no need to keep alive.

When Di Cheng received the news, he didn't stop walking. He jumped over the black rope and jumped onto the boxing ring. His greenish eyes shone coldly under the reflection of the light. There were a lot of spectators around the boxing ring. Those who bet, those who have not placed bets, those who have already gambled and are penniless and in debt, and those who hold a lot of money and hold a wait-and-see attitude.

And Boss Dicheng's meaning is very clear - to knock down the person on the opposite side, only absolute strength can make all the audience bet willingly.

The bigger the handicap, the higher the odds.

At this moment, the odds are only life and death, not a draw.

52. Violent species 3

Author: Lion Song;

Platform: Jinjiang Literature City;

Title: Immortal Star (Quick Travel);

Violence type 3: bitch;

Di Cheng did not kill anyone.

His boss is very angry because the dog is defiant.

Lin Shuxing was caught in the casino in the middle of the night. He didn't know what happened, but secretly guessed that it had something to do with Dicheng. The sleepy young man was surrounded by men in coats holding guns. Lin Shuxing took a quick glance Those hot weapons head down again—damn, the real thing.

The boss of Dicheng has a typical mixed-race appearance. His skin is dark, but he is not tall. The sides of his thin cheeks are sunken. The speed was equal to Lin Shuxing's heart rate.

Lin Shuxing didn't look too much, he put more eyes on Di Cheng, the man's green eyes were very dazzling in the crowd, Lin Shuxing asked Di Cheng what happened with his eyes, Di Cheng turned his head and met The boss talked, and Lin Shuxing noticed the injury on his forehead.

The shade lamp above his head was reversed, and the light was reversed. Lin Shuxing looked up with his chin held down by the boss, and the emerald finger on the other's thumb made his bones ache. Di Cheng wiped the blood off his face and said, Upon hearing this, the boss patted Lin Shuxing's right cheek, and left with the guys around him.

"Where are we going?" Lin Shuxing retrieved the language system, swallowed and asked Di Cheng.

Di Cheng came over and held him, leading him to the door, "Don't talk."

What Lin Shuxing imagined did not happen. His heart seemed to be suspended by something. His whole body was in a state of high pressure, and his blood was about to explode. He was tense all the way until the door of the wooden house was locked, and he finally heaved a sigh of relief. .

Di Cheng didn't go out again, he went to take a shower in the bathroom, the funny thing was that the sound of splashing water made Lin Shuxing feel safe.

"Can I talk now..." Lin Shuxing stood outside the door and looked at him, "What happened just now?"

Di Cheng's long hands and long legs were confined in the narrow bathtub, and the water was shaking. He leaned against the wall behind his head, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, "It has nothing to do with you."

Lin Shuxing frowned, "It has nothing to do with me? I was directly arrested."

Di Cheng's posture was slack, water drops slipped from his sharp eyebrows, "Aren't you all right, what are you shouting about?"

"Okay, then treat it as nothing to do with me. But you can always tell me what your boss said while pinching my chin?"

Di Cheng pronounced a similar word, and a question mark appeared above Lin Shuxing's head, and he heard the other party speak Chinese again.

"Bitch."

Di Cheng came out of the bathtub and walked up to Lin Shuxing, "He said you are my bitch."

Lin Shuxing's gaze suddenly avoided, and then looked directly at the man's eyes, "I'm not."

Di Cheng twitched at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and went directly past Lin Shuxing to get dressed. He obviously didn't say anything, but Lin Shuxing could see a little bit of sarcasm from this person's expression, what, it's inexplicable!He thought, frowning deeper.

At an unknown time in the morning, Lin Shuxing was awakened by the creepy stare. He had to choose a bed. His spirit, which was not sleeping well, was stimulated by the outside world. When he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw Di Cheng sitting on the sidelines staring at him. look at him.

The man's green eyes became pitch black in the wooden house bathed only by moonlight. With the light behind his back, Lin Shuxing could only see the muscle lines and contours of his body. He was lean and capable like a wild wolf, strong, lonely, and unmatched by anyone. make him docile.

Lin Shuxing looked behind him twice, but there was nothing there, so he asked Di Cheng, "What are you looking at?"

Di Cheng said firmly, "Look at you."

Lin Shuxing was uncomfortable. He was wearing the clothes that Dicheng wore when he was boxing. The shape was too big, and a large piece of collarbone would be exposed when he did a few casual moves. Lin Shuxing pulled up the collar and asked again : "What are you looking at me for?"

Di Cheng stopped talking, his gaze was glued to the young man, which made Lin Shuxing feel that the other party seemed to be thinking about how to kill him—to kill him thoroughly, dismember him or slice him into slices, in short, it would not be resurrected.

"Then what, Di Cheng, I have a question..." Lin Shuxing tried to divert the man's attention, but seeing that the man didn't reply, he had no choice but to ask directly, "Do you like me?"

Di Cheng was unmoved, his gaze was as hard as a barren rock in the desert, "I want to kill you, I want/you, I kill you, and then I kill you, or the other way around, whatever you want. In your eyes, it means that I am interested in you ?”

Lin Shuxing was terrified by his words, "You haven't given up yet!" He wanted to kill him.

Di Cheng was puzzled, "Who told you that I gave up."

"They want you to die, but I won't let you die. You will die in my hands."

"They? You mean your boss?"

"Did they make you do something? You didn't do it, so they threatened you with me? Why did you uh-"

Lin Shuxing was pushed onto the bed by Di Cheng and held his throat. The man looked at him with hot eyes at night. Lin Shuxing opened his eyes wide and wanted to crawl away, but Di Cheng grabbed his ankle and pulled him back down. The prostitute's voice in the room was rambunctious, and the joyful and painful cry made Di Cheng breathe heavily. He wrapped the young man under him tightly in his arms. Lin Shuxing thought he was serious, and his eyes were so anxious that Turned red, his limbs struggled, his left hand hit the gray wall, and his right hand hit the head of the bed, knocking and colliding with several bruises.

"Call." Di Cheng ordered.

Lin Shuxing closed his eyes and bit his lip, refusing to make a sound.

Di Cheng gave up on coaxing him, and his slender and injured fingers directly burrowed into the hem of the young man's loose clothes. He twisted his thumb and forefinger, leaving a mark on the back of his waist. Lin Shuxing let out a long and painful whimper. Lin Shuxing shrank into a ball in pain, and physical tears flowed from the end of his eyes.

The people passing by outside the house did not stop, as if they were passing by, they went around to the stairs and left.

Lin Shuxing realized later that this was another acting competition. He wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, his nose was a little red, "Why didn't you say hello to me in advance?" He made him think that Di Cheng was serious, but this time his face turned red. Can lose big.

Di Cheng pressed on him, and didn't intend to get up, "They won't give you time to prepare."

Lin Shuxing lowered his eyes, he was a little embarrassed, and felt that he should not be embarrassed, thinking of what Di Cheng said before, he said: "It seems that I have really become your "bitch". "

Di Cheng lay on the side, he didn't say anything, he just said: "Everyone here has status."

"Boxers, whores, whores, bosses, killers, doctors...these are identities. Only with identities can you make a living and live on them. If you want to leave, that's what happens when you live. thing."

"I seldom hear you tell me this."

"Do you want to go?"

"Your bitch, is my current identity?"

"answer me."

"No la."

"If you lie to me, you will be strangled."

Lin Shuxing's silence made Di Cheng close his eyes, and he touched the young man's head with his fingers pinching the young man's neck.Immediately afterwards, in Lin Shuxing's slowly dilated pupils, he stroked his black hair.

"I'll help you."

For the next week, the rain took over four-fifths of the sky, fine raindrops beat on the windows, and the streets became even more muddy.

Di Cheng still kept the record of going out at night. He always said that his clothes were wet when he put them on. He didn’t like that feeling, which would slow down his punching speed. When he returned from the city, the man really had no clothes on.

"You actually went to fight naked?!" Lin Shuxing was beyond shocked.

Di Cheng leaned his head to drink water under the faucet, his Adam's apple rolled and nodded, "It's comfortable."

Lin Shuxing saw the wounds on the man's chest, back and face, "Do you like self-torture?"

"No..." Di Cheng shook his head, turned off the water and shook his hair, "Reverse."

"Stay away and splash me all over."

Di Cheng took off his pants and slammed the bathroom door, the wooden door creaked and bounced back again,