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Behind Liam stood a middle-aged man in a dark suit, gray hair, with his hands behind his back, a serious face, standing straight like a straight sword, Liam turned around and said something to him , the two chatted there for a while, and could vaguely hear them speaking in Yu Minglang's unfamiliar Russian, he saw the man nodding, and then walked towards the gate, but every time he took a step, the man followed him , followed closely behind him, but he was full of indifference, winking at Yu Minglang.

Liam put his hand on the iron door, and looked at him across the door. He raised his hand and stroked the iron rose that blocked Yu Minglang's face, but his blue eyes stared at him, and said to him, "It's so beautiful."

Yu Minglang clenched his sleeves tightly, but he asked him in a flat tone: "May I go to your room for a while? I have something to tell you."

Liam blinked, "Of course!"

Yu Minglang: "Then open the door."

Liam shrugged and looked at the man who was two steps away from him. It was a very unsafe distance. If he made any movement, the man could grab his shoulder and drag him back. He covered his mouth with his hand , made an exaggerated whispering gesture, with a loud voice, as if he was speaking specifically to that man: "That is the person my father sent to monitor me. I have no right to open this door. They are afraid that I will run away~"

After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at the man and called out, "Do you think so, Ivanov?"

The man called Ivanov frowned: "Liam."

The accented English brought a little warning. His identity was obviously not that simple. He directly called the young master of Aron's family by his first name, and his posture was not like a servant, but more like an elder.

With a calm and dignified manner, he glanced at the Asian boy at the door, took out a small pager from his pocket, and put it near his mouth: "Open the door."

As soon as the words fell, the huge iron door made "creaking" and "creaking" sounds, trembling slightly, and slid to both sides. Liam wanted to hug Yu Minglang, but he blocked it with his hand. His hand pressed Liam's chest, gently The long and slender wrists were full of strength, carrying a threat that could not be ignored, Liam put down his arms helplessly: "Yu, you are so indifferent."

Yu Minglang walked in, showed a polite smile to Ivanov, and then said to Liam: "Lead the way."

He walked beside Yu Minglang, and said to him happily: "I really didn't expect you to come to me. I was still worried about you. Seeing that you are fine, I am relieved."

Yu Minglang's side face was flat, with a cool look in his eyes: "Dude, don't mention this matter after it's over."

This person beat him down forcibly. The memory of that night was like a nightmare to Yu Minglang. In his 17 years of life, it was the first time he panicked like that. The effect of the medicine made Liam's muscles so tense. To the maximum, he exerted several times his normal strength, which can be called a crazy beast. He ignored Yu Minglang's warning and struggle, and insisted on injecting him with a big tube, but he almost got out of it unexpectedly. The situation of the Asian boy was very bad. When the doctor came, he suffered a sudden cardiac arrest. Fortunately, Liam prayed in his heart, but luckily he was fine.

Yu Minglang followed him up the complicated spiral staircase, Liam made a stop gesture to Ivanov: "You don't have to go up."

Ivanov put his hand on the handrail of the stairs, didn't mean to back away, looked at him quietly, Liam said to him: "My father asked you to watch me just because he was afraid that I would go out, but I am here now. At home, there are iron walls here, and there are guards in the yard, so I won’t go anywhere.”

Ivanov moved his fingers, Liam saw that he did not speak, his feet were raised on the steps, and he tended to follow, so he pretended to be a young master and asked back with an angry look: "I just want to talk to you. Is it not okay to be alone with my friend for a while? I don't even have that freedom?"

Ivanov still had some scruples about him. After all, he was also the little master of this house, so he took his foot off and made a concession: "Okay."

But his eyes were fixed on Yu Minglang, with guard, this Asian young man was thin and straight, but it made people feel a little gloomy and scary, a little inquiring look flashed in his eyes, he glanced at him hastily, then looked at Liam, solemnly A smile appeared on his face: "I hope you have a pleasant morning and have fun."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the living room, but when he left, he picked up the pager in his hand and gave a warning in Russian.

Yu Minglang asked him: "What is he talking about?"

A smile flashed in Liam's eyes, and he took Yu Minglang's arm: "Keep an eye on the doors and windows."

He complained: "That dead old man is really annoying!"

Yu Minglang stared at Liam's hand pulling his wrist, as if holding a poisoned knife, Liam let go: "OK, OK, I won't touch you."

His room is in the third upstairs. The corridor is narrow enough for two people to sit side by side. There are dark oil paintings on the wall and gorgeous golden frames. The two of them walked on the soft carpet without sending a trace. sound.

He unscrewed the door and made a gentleman's invitation to him: "Come in, Yu."

Liam opened the door and walked in first, with his back to Yu Minglang. A tall man of almost 1.9 meters stood in front of him like a hill. When he was in the car, he had already adjusted the rope to a length that would allow him to strangle a grown man who was much taller than him from his angle.

He wanted to kill Liam?No, he's not that stupid. He came here just to teach him a lesson before he left, that's all.

He took the rope out, stared at the back of Liam's head, and closed the door with his other hand, locking it with a click.

Liam heard the sound of the door being locked, and turned his head subconsciously: "The door..."

Before he could utter a complete sentence, without even turning his head, he was suddenly attacked from behind and fell to the ground. The ground was covered with a thick blanket. The moment the tall young man fell to the ground, he only let out a dull cry With the sound of "dong", he was caught with both hands, and his face was pressed hard on the ground. His teeth hit the corner of his mouth, and his skin was broken. Yu Minglang sat on him, lowered his head, and looked at him with dark eyes. he.

Liam reacted from his current situation. This posture weakened his attack ability to the greatest extent and made him unable to move. His face was rubbed on the ground, and he yelled inarticulately: "Hei, Hei!"

Yu Minglang didn't say a word, restrained his movement with his legs, tied his hands with a rope with one hand, and tied a knot tightly. Liam tried his best to tilt his head back, but was held down, Yu Minglang's Bad voice: "Don't move!"

Liam swallowed: "Yu, what are you doing?"

He stood up, Liam's body was able to relax a bit, he turned his head hard, and asked, "Is this why you came to me today?"

Yu Minglang kicked his ass: "Be honest!"

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "I still have 15 minutes."

He put his hand down and smiled, his white teeth made Liam shudder, he just saw him pressing his fist, his knuckles made a "gada" sound, his head turned a bit, his expression was haughty, like a high-ranking Nobles, enslaving their own slaves.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence, Liam looked at him with his mouth slightly open, and said blankly: "Pretty."

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