Xiyang Mourning

When Qin Haoling saw that Zheng Yang was a little bit sluggish under Qin Ling's hint, he walked over and asked Qin Ling, "Are you all right?"

"Okay." Qin Ling looked at Zheng Yang, who was already in a sluggish state, clapped his hands and stood up. While tidying up the wrinkles on his clothes, he would ask, "Now? What are you going to do?"

"I don't plan what to do." Qin Haoling bypassed Qin Ling, walked directly to Zheng Yang, and knocked Zheng Yang unconscious with a backhand palm.Then turn around and ask, "Are you sure that a few words like this can make him leave a shadow?"

Qin Ling was a little displeased with Qin Haoling's questioning. He frowned and looked back at Qin Haoling, and said word by word, "Don't worry, these words will be repeated in his ears, and will achieve the effect you want."

"Is that so..." Qin Haoling murmured to himself after hearing this, but after a while, he saw that the screen in the hall, where Cheng Xi was in a coma, went black.

Qin Haoling looked at the blacked out screen and smiled with interest.Not long after, someone hurried in and saw Qin Haoling stop, and after a while he said anxiously, "Master, someone has hacked our surveillance, and some brothers have been found knocked out."

Qin Ling looked at Qin Haoling with a strange expression, thinking that he was worried and angry, and said mockingly, "What's the matter? What happened? How good is this, don't let me do white work."

Qin Haoling listened to those taunting words, then looked at the anxious and nervous subordinate in front of him, the corner of his mouth formed a strange arc, he turned his head to look at Qin Ling, and said slowly, "You think... I spent so much energy doing these things Is it for fun?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at Qin Ling again, and directly ordered the subordinate in front of him, "You tell everyone to ignore this, now, let everyone retreat."

"What?! Eldest young master... really want to retreat?" The visitor was a little surprised.

"Are you questioning me?" Qin Haoling asked coldly, and what he got was a more nervous subordinate, "Are you still going?"

"Yes," the man quickly answered and turned to leave.

Qin Ling looked at the people who left, and was a little puzzled, but he swallowed the puzzlement in his heart.

Qin Haoling didn't care about Qin Ling's feelings, turned around and went out of the hall directly.

Before leaving the hall, he looked back at Zheng Yang who was lying unconscious on the sofa, and said silently in his heart, "Zheng Yang... looking forward to the follow-up between you and Cheng Xi."

Then he looked at Qin Ling and his puzzled subordinates in the hall, "You're not leaving, do you want me to invite you?"

Qin Ling looked at his back, and quickly chased after him, looking at the expressionless Qin Haoling, "Master Qin, what do you mean?"

Qin Haoling didn't answer him, and just when he thought it was impossible to know the answer, he heard Qin Haoling's gnashing of teeth.

"What... is more sad than having experienced everything, thinking that there is a chance but still not being happy?"

"..." Qin Ling suddenly felt that he... understood Qin Haoling's approach and purpose.When he walked out of the villa, he couldn't help but glance back. He didn't know what the future of the person inside would be, but he was sure...he was an accomplice.

When Qin Feng received the order to retreat, he was a little confused. He asked the person on the other end of the phone again, and he still got an affirmative answer.

He didn't know what the meaning of this order was, but the only thing he could do was obey.

He glanced at Cheng Xi who was lying on the ground in a mess, and for some reason, he helped him to the chair, maybe he didn't want this person to be in such a mess, who knows?

But just after he finished handling Cheng Xi, the door of the room that was obviously locked was knocked open, and many people with weapons came in.He took a look and saw one of them supporting a person, he remembered... that man's name was Qinglin.

He looked at it, and grabbed Cheng Xi who was next to him with no expression on his face, "How about you let me go?" As he said, the gun in his hand was pressed against Cheng Xi's head.

Those people looked at each other, and silently let go of a road, Qin Feng pulled Cheng Xi and walked over, as if the person who helped Cheng Xi to the chair just now was not him.

As he was about to leave the room, someone behind him quietly aimed a gun at him.

"Come on!" The two fell to the ground, and a flower of blood exploded on the wheat-colored skin of the person above.

Suddenly, there was a riot among those people. The leader watched Qin Feng run away, and shouted angrily, "Chasing!"

After most of the people went after Qin Feng, Qing Lin got up slightly and looked at the unconscious Cheng Xi, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He was the one who wanted to kill him, he was the one who wanted to tear them apart, and he was the one who blocked the gun for him now.

Qinglin didn't know why when he woke up and saw Qin Feng throwing Cheng Xi away, the bullet would rush towards him, vaguely, feeling a little tingling when his skin rubbed against Cheng Xi's clothes.

Recalling the Lord's tears and that sad expression, he just... didn't want to make the Lord sad again.

He knew...he was wrong, but he didn't regret it.

He knew that he saved someone who shouldn't be saved, but he still didn't regret it.

The only thing he regrets is that he... didn't let the Lord fall in love with him.

No...you don't need to love...you can also like it.

In the hall, a person came in, he looked at Zheng Yang who was leaning on the sofa, walked in, picked him up and walked out of the house, some small voices came through.

"Long time no see...my dear brother."

Walking out the door, I saw many people outside. Cheng Xi was hugged by one of them, while Qing Lin was supported by a delirious person.

Zheng Yang glanced at the blood gushing from Qinglin's body, "Where's the person?"

"I'm sorry, Young Master Yang, I ran away," the leader stood up and said with his head down.

"It doesn't matter." Zheng Yang said with a smile, "You can go and tell your Patriarch yourself."

Looking at the group of people with ugly faces, "What? Aren't you going to take Qinglin down for a proper treatment?"

After Zheng Yang finished speaking, he directly motioned for the person holding Cheng Xi to walk to the side of the car with him, put the two of them on the car, looked at the two people leaning on each other, and muttered to himself

"It's really a good match"