Strong duel

张灏

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, Jingze's Mab lived a very comfortable life, and he has fully integrated into this role.

Leng Hanye hasn't targeted him in the past few days, and that incident seems to be over.

But recently Jingze has been a little depressed. Ever since he tasted Leng Hanye that day, he can't be sexually interested in others, which makes him very annoyed. I need to vent, okay?

But you can't ask your boss to send it again, can you?It is enough to pluck the lion's hair once, but he doesn't have the guts to press Leng Hanye again, there is no guarantee that he will really take Xiaobao to the knife.

According to the news from Anrui and the others, Xiaobao is in NK's core headquarters in Europe. It has the world's top surveillance system and countless killers.

But Anrui and the others have inquired, and Xiaobao is living well in it, so he doesn't have to worry, it's not too late to make a complete preparation.

Jing Ze was rolling on the bed bored, no, I was about to suffocate, so I had to find a beautiful woman to vent my anger.

Putting on a black tights with a large gap, he swayed leisurely, and ordered a glass of whiskey at the front of the stage, posing in a provocative pose, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

"Master Ze, I have a guest ordering you."

Tsk, someone delivered it to your door?

"where?"

"This way, please." The visitor politely led the way.

Along the way, Jing Ze raised his eyebrows, isn't this a private room for Leng Hanye?

In doubt, he had pushed the door and walked in.

Holding a handsome little boy in his arms, the man with silver earrings waved to him gently, "Ze, long time no see."

Jing Ze was taken aback for a moment, then sank lazily into the empty sofa, and said lazily, "Are you willing to come back?"

Zhang Hao squinted a pair of long and narrow beautiful eyes filled with lavender streamer, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still have this virtue."

"Yeah, I've become a cowherd, how can I compare with you, the young master of the Xinghe Society, the biggest gangster organization in Hong Kong?" Jing Ze teased.

"Come on, if you get to this point, our Xinghe Society will all be disbanded and go beg for food."

Jing Ze raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes turned between Leng Hanye and Zhang Hao, "You guys, friends?"

"Well, I wanted to introduce you to each other, but I didn't expect you to dawdle in Ye's shop."

"Let's talk about you two..." Zhang Hao showed a meaningful smile.

"He's my boss."

"It's just Fei Ye's Mab."

The two spoke at the same time.

Zhang Hao evoked a more playful smile, the meaning between these two people was obvious, there must be something tricky.

Tsk, if the boss of Blazing Flame and the master of NK get together, just thinking about it will make people shudder with aversion.

"Hey, why didn't you hide and came back to plead guilty?" Jing Ze changed the subject.

These words evoked bad memories of Zhang Hao, he asked hesitantly, "Is he okay?"

"Have a good time."

"I'll find an opportunity to apologize to him."

"If you weren't my friend, I wouldn't let you go to Europe alive."

Jing Ze is an extremely defensive person, whoever hurts him will have to pay the price, he doesn't care what kind of young master you are the number one gangster in Hong Kong, if Li hadn't said he wanted to solve it by himself, he would have taken this guy from Europe tied back.

"I know, when I'm done with the gang affairs, I'll ask him to make amends in person, and I'll let him do it if I want to kill him or cut him to pieces."

"Is the Xinghe Society going to split or change ownership?" Jing Ze asked gloatingly.

Zhang Hao shook his head, this is inadvertent making friends.

"Almost, someone underground has taken a fancy to the position of president."

"Tsk, can you handle it?"

Zhang Hao picked up the wine glass and smiled gently, "I don't pay attention to those bastards."

"Ah! You swear, you swear! Sure enough, foreign culture is not suitable for Chinese people."

Jing Ze yelled as if he had discovered a new continent. He held Zhang Hao's face regretfully. What a good young man who was elegant and intellectual.

The corners of Zhang Hao's eyes twitched. Sure enough, this bad friend's character is still so off-line, and with such a freshman organization, he can't figure out how this person can be the boss of others.

Suddenly, the shouting people quieted down, Jingze took a cigarette from the table and lit it, put his slender legs on the edge of the crystal table, and began to puff, but his expression seemed a bit melancholy.

Leng Hanye raised his sword eyebrows, it was the first time he saw such a scene, in the light blue smoke, his eyelids drooped slightly, covering half of the dark pupils, giving him a kind of slumped beauty.

He rubbed the center of his brows with his thumb, and after a long time he said lightly, "Xue is dead."

Zhang Hao's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he also lost his elegant expression. His expression was a little sad, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I heard that he died on duty."

"I killed him." Jing Ze stated lightly.

"What did you say?!"

Zhang Hao stood up suddenly, grabbed Jingze's collar, stared at Jingze with eyes that had faded from his elegant smile, and said in a cold voice, "Say it again!"

Jing Ze met those red eyes and paused, "I said I killed him with my own hands."

"Why? Isn't he your most proud subordinate? Isn't he your most beloved Xue'er? Isn't he your most precious apprentice?"

Three whys in a row, Zhang Hao's voice even choked up, that was the person he loved the most.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Leng Hanye asked the two accompanying boys to retreat.

"Let go." An emotionless voice reached his ears.

Zhang Hao, who was out of control, came back to his senses. He looked into Jing Ze's cold eyes, and finally let go, "You better give me a reason."

Zhang Hao drank the red liquid in the goblet in one gulp, trying to calm down his emotions.

He watched as Jing Ze stroked his collar and sank back into the sofa.

"no next time."

Zhang Hao knew that this was Jingze's tolerance for him, no one could stand in front of him without offending him like this, except of course Leng Hanye.

Jing Ze shook the dark red liquid in the glass, his indistinct expression was hidden behind the wine glass, his voice was low as if he was talking to himself, "If I have to have a reason, the only mistake is that I shouldn't have let him have that trip Trip to Vegas."

Zhang Hao looked at the person stuck on the sofa for a while, then got up and walked out, "I will find out what happened."

"His tomb is in Lishan Park." Jing Ze's faint voice came from behind.