Leng Xiao said calmly: "I promised to give him half of Leng's shares."
"Leng Xiao, are you crazy?" Yan Tianluo looked at him as if he were a madman: "You are equivalent to giving up the Leng family to others, and Tony will not only be satisfied with this condition, he will go even worse."
"I have decided." Leng Xiao said firmly.
He and Ye Hen have different dreams. When he was a child, he hoped to become a successful businessman, so they took different paths.
Because of the shadow of his childhood, he had little contact with the underworld, but he met Yan Tianluo, a gangster, so Yan Tianluo took the initiative to 'solve' those difficult problems for him, and the relationship between the two was as good as that of brothers.
But now he finally understood that no matter how much money he had, it was of no use. The people he liked and his relatives would still be threatened and harmed by others, but he could only sit here and wait for death.
Therefore, no matter what he sacrifices, he must rescue them, even if it means provoking a difficult organization like the Mafia.
"ZERO, long time no see." Speaking fluent English, a tall, blond-haired, handsome man walked in swaggeringly, without the least courtesy of knocking, and came to someone else's place as if it was his own.
Just like home, this kind of arrogance and arrogance made Yan Tianluo very angry.
But Leng Xiao didn't say anything, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger.
"TONY, long time no see." Leng Xiao stood up and accepted a big hug from him. Tony patted his shoulder enthusiastically, "ZERO, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so handsome. Compared to you before.
When I saw him, he became much more mature and restrained."
Although he was smiling when he spoke, there was an evil spirit exuding from his bones.
Leng Xiao pointed to the sofa opposite and said, "Sit."
Tony's tall body sat in, and the two bodyguards beside him hurriedly handed him cigars. He put one arm on the sofa and held the cigar in the other hand, waiting leisurely for them to light it for him. During this period, he
He has been watching Leng Xiao across from him. When Leng Xiao was 21 years old, they met in the United States. He was amazed at the skill of this young Chinese man, so he wanted to win him over to join his mafia, but this young man was very interested in the underworld.
He had little interest in him, and he was rejected several times. Finally, Leng Xiao returned to China, and they broke off contact. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for so many years, the young boy who was still a little astringent back then had become an upright man. Not only
He has unparalleled wealth and a stunning appearance.
And the reason why he is willing to commit himself this time is entirely because of the generous conditions he proposed. Half of the shares of Leng's consortium would be such a huge number. And if he controls this half, will it be difficult to get the other half?
Seeing him smiling like a fox, Leng Xiao couldn't penetrate his mind, but he still looked calm and got to the point: "Within one day, I want you to find the whereabouts of Ye Hen."
"No problem." Tony flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and narrowed his eyes at the same time: "ZERO, I hope you won't break your promise when the time comes. There is a saying in China that a gentleman's words are hard to follow, so just wait for my good news.
Bar."
Smart people naturally do things neatly. The conversation between the two ended quickly. When Tony stood up to leave, he suddenly lowered his voice when he walked past Leng Xiao and said: "ZERO, don't play tricks with me, you know the consequences.
What is it!"
Leng Xiao sneered and said nothing.
Tony patted him on the shoulder, "Goodbye, young man."
After TONY left, Yan Tianluo was still angry at his arrogance, but Leng Xiao had a calm expression on his face. He looked at him and said, "The mantis stalks the cicada."
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The little face under the ventilator finally had some color, but the tubes inserted all over her body still told others that she was not out of danger yet.
Ziyang adjusted the blood bag. He really didn't expect that Qiu Mo actually had a special blood type. If the nearby hospital didn't happen to have this kind of blood in reserve, it would be difficult for her to survive the difficulty.
Although her wound was not deep, it bled a lot. If Ye Hen hadn't pulled her, the knife would have penetrated her heart.
Ziyang gave her eight stitches. Although they were cosmetic stitches, scars would still remain there after the injury healed.
He accidentally looked at her body. There were faint marks on some places on her fine white skin. Although it was close to the white color of her skin, he could still tell what kind of injuries she had suffered there.
Who would be willing to leave these horrific scars on such a beautiful and pure woman?
Ye Hen had been sitting by the bed. His dark eyes could not tell what he was thinking at this time. He just held Qiu Mo's small hand and was speechless.
"Emperor Ling, you go and have a rest. I'll stay and watch over her." Ziyang said on the side. As a doctor, he couldn't leave, not to mention that Qiu Mo hadn't passed the critical period yet.
"Go get me a glass of water." He said calmly without any intention of leaving.
"good."
Ziyang stood up and went to pour water.
As soon as he left, Ye Hen's hard-charging appearance suddenly collapsed. He pressed his face against her cold little hands, and then said with self-mockery: "Momo, are you demonstrating to me?
You would rather die to make me suffer for the rest of my life, you are really cruel."
He kissed her hand with a desolate look: "Momo, am I wrong? I just want to keep you by my side. Why don't you understand me? As long as you be good, I won't do these things to hurt you.
,Really, I promise.”
Qiu Mo, who was in a coma, couldn't hear his words at all, but her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Ye Hen never understood why it was so difficult for him to just keep someone he liked by his side.
But he didn't know that the flower bloomed brightly because it stood proudly on the branch. If it was broken off hard, it would only wither and die.
"Touch..." At this time, in Qiu Mo's dream, in the boundless white mist, a faint shadow stood on the cliff. When Qiu Mo got closer, he could see the slightly thin back.
She called him happily, but he seemed unable to hear her voice and refused to look back. She became anxious and ran towards him quickly, but suddenly there was a deep ditch in front of her, and the distance between them became wider and wider.
Far away, she stretched out her hand and shouted loudly. Finally, he turned back from the fog, with endless vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes, as if they had been washed by the wind and rain. Then in her surprise, he smiled at her and stepped back.
Two steps.
The sound of sand and rocks rolling down the cliff could be heard in her ears, and her heart almost choked in her throat. There was a bottomless cliff at his feet.
"Qiu..." She called him urgently, and he suddenly opened his arms and fell back with that smile on his face.
The mist gathered and his shadow suddenly disappeared.
She woke up from the nightmare sweating profusely, and then saw Ye Hen's eyes filled with surprise, "Momo."