Tonight, Sub-Ling will formally launch the first formal negotiation with Wang Hai, the head of the Wang family, on behalf of the Jiumen Group.

"You're here so early?" Lingxia was a little surprised and surprised when he saw Ye Luo.

Ye Luo stepped forward, stretched out his hand and slapped Lingxia's butt hard: "What, did it affect your arrangement?"

Lingxia felt the slight sting coming from his buttocks and smiled sweetly: "How come, you are here, it is the best arrangement. With you here, then I don't have to worry about anything."

"Really? I like hearing this, and I still have such an effect?" Ye Luo smiled, the palm of his right hand slowly climbed to Lingxiao's back, and gently pulled him to his side, Lingxiao's whole body immediately

He threw himself into Ye Luo's arms.

"Your effects are more than just that." Lingxia whispered in Ye Luo's ear.

"Of course, while it's still early, why don't you try the other effects to ensure that our sister Lingxia is satisfied." Ye Luo said with a smile.

"Now?" Lingxia licked his lips and instantly understood what Ye Luo meant.

"I might have a conflict with the Wang family tonight. What if you play too hard and your legs become weak at night?" Lingxia said with a smile.

"Pa"

Ye Luo slapped her again: "Xiao Nizi, are you provoking me?"

After saying that, regardless of Lingxia's attitude, he directly picked up Lingxia and walked to the window, throwing Lingxia directly onto the bed.

Lingxia was speechless. When Ye Luo came, he was like an underfed beast, not subtle at all, too direct.

However, Subzero was not disgusted at all, and was even a little excited about Ye Luo's directness and rudeness.

"Have you heard that athletes can improve their performance by doing more piston exercises before a competition?" Ye Luo pressed on Ling Xiao and said while reaching out to some mysterious areas.

"Where does this fallacy come from? I have only heard that athletes should abstain from sex before competition, otherwise it will affect their performance." Lingxia replied. Of course, although he said so, his body did not resist and allowed Ye Luo's hands to run wild.

of wandering around on one's own body.

"You see this is wrong. What I am talking about is the latest research result." Ye Luo said with a smile.

"Tch, what I'm talking about are backward views, and what you're talking about are advanced achievements." Lingxia was amused by Ye Luo.

Ye Luo said seriously: "I'm not fooling you. What I said is the truth. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you tonight."

"Prove it to me?" Lingxia laughed and said, "How to prove it? Are you going to beat up everyone in the Wang family then?"

"It's not impossible. If necessary, don't mention beating them again. I can kill them!"

"You guy, all you think about is fighting and killing, can't it be a peaceful negotiation? Maybe I will have a happy cooperation with Wang Hai." Lingxia said with a smile.

Ye Luo nodded: "That's right, but you are wrong about one thing. In my mind, there is not only fighting and killing, but actually..."

…

At half past four in the afternoon,

Lying on the bed in freezing temperatures, my whole body was almost paralyzed, all the joints seemed to be out of joint, and I felt like I could no longer move.

When I turned around to look at the wet area on the bed, I felt extremely ashamed.

Ye Luo stood half-naked in front of the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at the sunset outside the window. There was actually a sense of desolation in his back.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the stars." Ye Luo replied.

"You still read this?" Lingxia sat up and asked curiously: "Then what did you see?"

Ye Luo blew out a puff of cigarette: "Look at the sun in the west, it is big and round, look at the moon in the east, its light is weak and incomplete, do you know what this means?"

"It's like you and Wang Hai, you are the sun, big and round, radiant, and Wang Hai is the moon, incomplete and weak, so this indicates that this time you and Wang Hai

After a formal meeting, you will definitely come home victorious in the end." Ye Luo said seriously.

Sub-zero: "This is your so-called astrology technique? Then have you ever thought that it is already evening, the sun is about to set, but the moon has just risen, what does that mean?"

"Um, um..." Ye Luo rolled his eyes at Lingxia: "When you said that, my train of thought was disrupted. You can understand it as the sun sets and you go to rest with me."

"How dare you say that."

"Isn't it, Sister Taiyang?" Ye Luo turned around and glanced at Lingxia. Isn't it enough to rest? Do you want to rest for a while?

There was a black line below zero. When I thought about myself being tortured to the point of collapse by Ye Luo just now, I was still a little scared. Ye Luo was really crazy.

After regaining some strength, he took a piece of pajamas and put it on his body, then walked behind Ye Luo and looked at the vicious wounds on Ye Luo's back, which was really shocking.

What exactly has a person experienced, and what kind of world has he struggled to survive in, to leave so many scars?

On the Internet, some people often brag about themselves, saying that scars are a man’s medal.

Some people may even be proud of having a few small scars on their bodies, bragging that they were left behind when they did something brave and fearless.

But if someone saw the scars on Ye Luo's body at this moment, it would be impossible to describe them as medals, because the price paid for such a medal is unimaginable.

There are at least three fatal wounds, at the heart, lungs, lower abdomen...

Just looking at the back, there are countless scars.

Lingxia is not a child of a rich family, nor is she a weak woman. She has carried a knife and a gun, seen blood, and killed people.

She once thought that she had seen the darkest and most difficult world in the world, but now, looking at the scars on Ye Luo's back, she began to wonder how her so-called dark world compared with Ye Luo's.

?

Lingxia stretched out her delicate jade fingers and gently stroked the scars on Ye Lu's back.

Compared with the sub-zero feeling of smooth and delicate skin, my own hands feel warmer and more sensitive when touching these scars.

"What, did it scare you?" Feeling Lingxiao's finger, Ye Luo didn't look back, but asked calmly.

Lingxia shook his head: "No, I'm just curious, what kind of stories do these scars have? Can you tell me about them?"

"That's too much. I remember when I held a watermelon knife and cut it all the way from Jinshan Cape to Madagascar. I raised the knife and dropped it..."

"Where did this wound come from?" Lingxia's fingers stopped at Ye Luo's heart.

There, there was a scar. It was not big, but it penetrated the front and back of Ye Luo's body. Just from the position of the scar, it could be seen that someone should have directly penetrated the entire heart with a knife.

With such an injury, a normal person would definitely die. If the heart is pierced, who can survive?
Chapter completed!