Against the current Hengdao

The short two-day stay on Iluliv Island quickly slipped by, and all the guests packed up and boarded the ship back.

Iru Island is such a luxurious and secretive existence covered with a lady's veil. Most of the time of the year, especially during the dry and rainy seasons, the doors are closed to thank guests.Only a few local indigenous people remain on the island, managing the coral reefs and white sandy beaches.Only when there are sporadic good weather every year, the island receives rich and distinguished guests from East Asia. Casinos, beaches and thatched water houses make a year's turnover of profits, and occasionally coral and deep-sea animal specimens are smuggled to subsidize operating costs.

Many of the male and female companions around the guests have changed their faces and exchanged human resources with each other, and the atmosphere is very harmonious and unified.There are also people who take away hot and sexy indigenous beauties from the island, and directly broker them for money.

On the white sand beach, a coconut palm path leads to the cruise ship pier. When Yan Xiaodao and Mr. Ling finally show up at the end of the path, those who knew in advance and those who were completely outsiders, those who were good and those who passed by, as well as the domestic security guards and waiters on the island People, people from all walks of life are invariably attracted by this dazzling existence that can't be ignored.

When Ling He was a prisoner of Watanabe Yangshan, he was in distress, dirty and stench. Moreover, Jian Mingjue, who had read countless people, marveled at the "Oiran", and made Yan Xiaodao acquiesce in "beautiful beauty". What a coquettish and eye-catching figure in such a tiny place!

Yan Xiaodao got a wheelchair, and slowly pushed Ling He to the pier, without deliberately greeting acquaintances, as the road was full of people nodding and bowing to them.

Yan Xiaodao was still tense physically and mentally, not daring to relax for a moment. He kept his eyes on the road, aiming at the guns and ammunition around the waists of the security guards.Ling He turned his head to the side and told him lightly: "Don't worry, be brave enough to push me away from you."

Yan Xiaodao lowered his voice so that only the people in front of him could hear: "That old fellow Watanabe should still be lying on the hospital bed. I'm only worried about the others, or there are still some unknown."

On the contrary, Ling He was very relaxed, looking up and looking at him: "Mr. Yan, if you were to ambush someone today, would you choose to attack someone on this island now, or wait until you are on the 'Cloud' and then covertly?" Do it?"

Yan Xiaodao replied frankly without thinking: "Do it on the boat."

Ling He smiled knowingly: "Is that right? On the way home, the boat ambushed us with a higher success rate. By the way, we can also throw your and my corpses into the sea, directly buried in the belly of the fish, and save the trouble of disposing of garbage. I can't find any bone residue, and no one has inspected the three-way areas outside the country, am I right?"

Yan Xiaodao: "That's right."

Ling He was sitting leisurely in a wheelchair, just for catwalks and sightseeing, without any crooked, wretched posture or listless demeanor. When the breeze blew through his half-length black hair, his whole face seemed to be coated with light, and the ends of his eyebrows and eyes were dyed. Looking at the red clouds streaming down from the clouds in the sky, her eyes are like green jade, and her face is radiant.

Moreover, he was wearing a suit of clothes that Mr. Yan had worn before, and many people could tell that it was extremely ambiguous, and it was completely imagined that the two of them got out of a quilt.

Before Yan Xiaodao went to the shooting range to race horses and shoot arrows, he wore casual clothes with breeches and boots. At this time, a loose linen shirt was put on Ling He's upper body, and his lower body was smoke-colored breeches and a pair of brown boots.The two are about the same size, Yan is always the standard northern man's style of "undressing and wearing clothes to look thinner", while Ling He has slender hands and feet and looks thinner. Floating chic.

The two, one in front of the other, used their aggressive aura to carve out a way through the crowd.Yan Xiaodao pushed Mr. Ling, it didn't look like he was pushing a cripple, it was almost like pushing out a reclusive expert, a generation of masters came out of the mountain, ready to raise his hands and kill the world at any time.

Ling He leaned back all the way, knocking on the handrail with one hand, and caught a glimpse of the old man surnamed You standing on the side of the boat when the sea breeze was blowing at the pier.After wearing a pair of brown lenses, You Gongzi still had a perverse and hostile look in his eyes, and his brown-gold forehead was glowing, and he stared at the two of them in silence.

Ling He didn't care, and said calmly to Yan Xiaodao: "Get on the boat, let's go. Don't worry about Mr. You, he doesn't dare, he must be hesitant to you, and play tricks on you."

Yan Xiaodao snorted, "I borrow your guts."

Ling He laughed brightly: "Haha, Mr. Yan, I, Ling He, am alone and have no support, are you? Although you are alone, there are people behind you, and you are leaning against a towering tree behind you. Anyone who deals with you, Mr. Yan, always cares about you. To fight against you is to be an enemy of Lord Qi. Embarrassing you is like spitting and slapping Lord Qi in the face. Before doing these things, can they not Weighing it? You Hao Dongse is stern, bullying and afraid of strength, I bet he is afraid of you, but he just dare not! You just take care of me on board, he thinks you have a big move behind you, so he dare not act rashly, the more courageous we are, the more he will hesitate He hesitated at both ends of the first mouse. He couldn't guess how many people Qi Ye had arranged, so he didn't dare to do anything. You can't sing the classic "Empty City Strategies" by Yandu Grand Theater. Is it?"

"...you can sing?" Yan Xiaodao found that every word Ling He said was reasonable, poking into a hidden hole, coincided with many of his thoughts, and sometimes it was a reminder that coincided with the rhythm of his inner complaints. The word device made him unable to refute.

It was rare for Ling He to chat with Yan Xiaodao, he raised his face and said with a smile: "I have learned a few lines, I will sing them for you sometime, if you can keep me alive."

After returning to the "Cloud", the masters and servants of each family packed up and put together piecemeal time, but there were some small conflicts when they returned to the cabin.

The guests returned to the ship in the same way, of course, in their respective cabins, and their tickets were for round-trip VIP reception.

There was an extra person beside Yan Xiaodao, Ling He was an extra person, who "boarded" this boat in an extraordinary way halfway, and now he has no place to sleep.If he had a place to sleep, President Yan would have no place to lie down.In the slightly cramped cabin, President Yan couldn't sleep on top of Ling He.

Ling He pushed the wheelchair into the cabin and turned around, suddenly felt that the space was small and the ceiling was too low, once he came in, even Yan Xiaodao couldn't get in.

"It's really small, I sleep on the floor." Yan Xiaodao felt a little sorry, but he didn't have the habit of crying poorly to the son-in-law.

Ling He didn't sympathize with Mr. Yan's filial piety, so he hooked his palm secretly.

Yan Xiaodao bent down, put his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, and made a gesture of listening attentively.

He made a very casual movement, but when he stood up and raised his eyes again, he quickly lowered his eyelids to avoid it.Mr. Ling is the kind of person who can't help but want to move closer to take a closer look when his eyes are drawn to him from a distance. Once he really moves closer, this person is so good-looking that he can swallow his entire consciousness... Yan Xiaodao I don't like this kind of state where my senses and nerve centers are not controlled by myself and I always feel distracted.

Ling He didn't pretend to be complacent, and pointed upstairs: "The top floor of this boat is a luxurious duplex suite, doesn't Mr. Yan know?"

Yan Xiaodao nodded: "I know, they are fully booked."

Ling He said disdainfully: "Don't you have a friend who is a rich man named Liang, Liang Youhui?"

Yan Xiaodao: "..."

"What's the use of him living in a two-hundred-square-meter duplex? Is he planning to graze and raise pigs in it?" Ling He raised his eyebrows, as if it was a matter of course, "Master Liang has always wanted to invite you to sleep in his room, Mr. Yan? Let's go up to live in his room together, and let him come down to sleep in your room—you change rooms with him."

"Heh...hehe..." Yan Xiaodao was immediately amused, and a deep laughter rang out from his chest.He looked at Ling He playfully, wondering how this man's brain grew, so wicked!

Ling He looked back at him with a smile, with a sharp expression of "I have always been so evil", who dares to stop me, what can you do to me?

Yan Xiaodao really wanted to pinch Ling He's handsome face and poisonous mouth for the unlucky Young Master Liang.

Liang Youhui's joyful expression when he met Yan Xiaodao at the door of the suite made Yan Xiaodao feel sympathetic and guilty towards this man and wanted to make up for it.

Yan Xiaodao raised his hand to support the door frame, lowered his head and rubbed his nose violently.

On the contrary, Liang Youhui didn't react as expected, and taunted: "I understand, in order to please your young beauty who is hugging you like glue! The pigeon cage you live in can't be overturned by playing with double dragons. Come on, now regret that the room booking was too blind?"

"Youhui, brother Huihui will make it up to you." Yan Xiaodao bowed his head at 90 degrees and bowed sincerely.

"Hmph, you have to repay your debt of favor." Liang Youhui said.

"Which piece of meat do you want, you can cut it and stew it, brother will never bargain with you." Yan Xiaodao smiled half-seriously.

"Mr. Yan, did I write a line of big characters on my forehead, which is called 'you are so stupid and rich, come and play with me'!" Liang Youhui pinched Yan Xiaodao's nose, and had been secretly obsessed with the little hook on the wing of his nose. Black mole, helpless can't lick people, can't taste that taste.

"Haha..." Yan Xiaodao graciously carried Liang Youhui's unopened luggage out of the room again, "Master, I will take you downstairs and show you the way."

Liang Youhui recalled that he was on the pier just now, seeing Yan Xiaodao hugging Young Master Ling and stepping up the gangway, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that the two hugged each other perfectly, one was handsome and tall and powerful, the other was beautiful and magnificent, It looks like a fucking match, a natural pair, and it looks like no one else can get in.

Yan Xiaodao commented in his heart that Liang Youhui is really a kind-hearted young man, not to mention the innocuous details of his private life, the young master raised by a wealthy family is not really stupid, and he is well-versed in world affairs, but he doesn't bother to be scheming, and he doesn't do harm to others My ambition is to eat, drink, play and call friends every day, to be a free and unrestrained person for a lifetime without stinging the time wasted.

Both came from famous families, but Ling He and Liang Youhui are so different.How did Ling He make his heart crooked again!

The duplex on the top floor of the "Cloud" is so comfortable, it is the wonderful enjoyment of floating in the clouds.As soon as Yan Xiaodao moved in, he immediately admired Ling Heqi's crooked intention from the bottom of his heart.Sure enough, one must be thick-skinned in order to mess around in the rivers and lakes.

The first floor of this duplex suite is a luxurious living room that is big enough to fight a bull in it, and there is a minibar next to the corner sofa.Portholes bring sunlight into the living room and onto the dining table.Sunshine followed the footsteps of the residents and walked up the spiral staircase to the bedroom on the second floor, where there is a more upscale Italian-style shockable mattress and a double jacuzzi...

Yan Xiaodao checked the room again. The room where Young Master Liang lived was actually cleaner and more secure, and there was no wiretapping device installed.

Yan Xiaodao unceremoniously poured himself a glass of wine to relieve boredom, and signaled Ling He with his eyes, would you like a glass too?

"No. I'll always want to go to the bathroom if I drink alcohol, so don't bother Mr. Yan." Ling He turned around in the wheelchair and turned 360 degrees in the living room. The place is wide enough for the two grandpas. Dancing a tango, he suddenly wanted to find someone to dance with, but unfortunately he couldn't stand up...

Yan Xiaodao carried Ling He upstairs so that he could sleep in the afternoon, so that Mr. Ling would not be too bored to practice his words with him.

He could also feel that when Ling He was hanging on his body, his hands were very regular, strictly abiding by etiquette, his fingers did not touch him at all, and his palms lightly rested on his shoulders in a half-fist position.Ling He's eyes calmly moved away from his ears and chin.

He lifted the opponent's legs and pulled off his boots.Lying on his back, Ling He had long hair flowing freely on the white bedding, black eyebrows and blue eyes, and a complexion that was more than porcelain.Ling He smiled gratefully at him: "Mr. Yan, I really want to be grateful and give you something in return."

When Yan Xiaodao heard this kind of words, he became very vigilant, maybe someone would fall into the hands of Young Master Ling again.

Ling He propped up his upper body with his elbows, hooked his hands at him again surreptitiously, and waited until Yan Xiaodao leaned over the bed like a big cat, and then said softly: "I'll give you a good plan, if you really see it If you are not used to Youjia's scum, let's catch him for a fatal mistake today."

Yan Xiaodao: "What's wrong?"

Ling He smiled gracefully, and lowered his voice to the lowest level: "After all, You Haodong is the second generation of the official family. He didn't know how to restrain himself, and dared to come to this "blue sea and cloud". Can the young master be the same? The more powerful his father is, the more precarious his family will be. They are strong outside but capable at the inside. Sooner or later they will be pulled down by jealous people. The difference is just a few years earlier and a few years later... You can let their family Die faster."

Yan Xiaodao calmly stared at Ling He's eyes and lips, observing how these incredible calculations came out of Ling He's face and brain.

Ling He went straight to the point: "There are nearly a hundred properties in Linwan and nearby cities, the amount of bribes is huge and cannot be detailed, and the life is extravagant and corrupt, spending money like water, not to mention that the son of Youjia is also a public official but has corrupt personal morals, participates in promiscuous parties, and has a relationship with the upper class. The courtesan has an affair... As long as there is an introduction to these things, there will naturally be people who can't understand his family and wait for the opportunity to take over for you."

Yan Xiaodao was noncommittal: "Those in front are under the supervision of the inspection team. It all depends on whether the higher-ups are willing to thoroughly investigate his family. As for 'Bi Hai Yun Yun', it's just an overseas cruise carnival, and he doesn't participate in excessive gambling, fandom and prostitution." direct evidence of..."

What Yan Xiaodao means is that these VIP-level casinos and sensual venues have strict rules and security, and absolutely do not allow photos or video leaks. And whoring, no one wants to report anyone.

Ling He shook his head, clearly disdainful: "Mr. Yan, last night You Haodong almost killed someone for half the night, can't you think of it?"

Ling He didn't mention it, Yan Xiaodao didn't even bother to think about other people's messy things under the bed.

When Ling He mentioned it, he was not stupid, he guessed it immediately.

The person next door to their apartment is the surname You, and it is estimated that they are also sitting on pins and needles at this moment, planning this house.

Ling He laughed coldly: "Mai Xiansen has quite a few 'guests' at the top of Yandu, and he can stab anyone at will. He is cowardly, bloodless, and dare not speak out. If you don’t go on the wall, don’t you dare to show it for him?”

Yan Xiaodao heaved a sigh of relief inwardly, amazed at Ling He's deep scheming, ruthless tongue, and vicious eyes.He asked calmly, "Do you have evidence? What can you do without evidence?"

Ling He also remained calm: "Heh, how do you know that I have no evidence?"

……

The two tried without saying a word, and at this moment, someone knocked on the door downstairs, and knocked four times first, and then knocked four or five times when they heard no answer, and waited persistently for the door to open.

Maybe it's the waiter, or maybe Uncle Liang is really not used to living in the pigeon cage, so he regretted it and came back again?

Yan Xiaodao winked at Ling He, telling him to lie down and sleep in peace, and went downstairs to answer the door.

The moment Yan Xiaodao's back disappeared from the spiral staircase and walked away, Ling He let out a breath, as if he could finally take off his full armor and tense muscles and nerves, and fell down on the bed slumped, taking oxygen in big gulps.

Extremely tired, but his eyes are persistent and tenacious. After all these years, his heart has long been cold and hard.

Like projecting a slow and melodious long shot, he slowly turned sideways, his face longingly stretched out to the bright place where the window catches the sunlight, but stopped before reaching the light, his face was still buried in the shadows, Let the beautiful eyelashes like ink clouds cover the eyelids.

Will it seem too explicit, too eager to get things done...

Yan Xiaodao...