Master, don't make trouble

The turmoil in City S seems to have calmed down. Zhao Luo would go to the company every day and go home in the afternoon, and lived a life of three, nine, five. Those crazy nights seemed to have become memories. No matter how bloodthirsty and cruel, his face was calm, and even became a little warmer.

When Long Zang was by his side, Zhao Luo felt that the cruelty that was once neurotic and pathological seemed to have slowly seemed to have passed away.

Zhao Luo put his arms around Longzang, feeling the warm and unique aura of that man, melted away the violence in his heart, and fainted into small tenderness, but he didn't know that the current Longzang had already lost the reason to live.

Because of the medicine, Long Zang once lost himself. Although he no longer wanted to die, because of his obedience and fear to Zhao Luo, he survived lingeringly, but his life was worse than death. After Zhao Luo stopped taking the medicine, Long Zang slowly After finding himself, especially after saving Luo Zhen, he was completely awake.

He didn't lose his memory, he knew all about those groveling and begging, that's why he suffered more. He Xiao Hanze was the feared killer Ryuzo on the Black Gold List, wandering between darkness and light, wild and unruly, he was a mighty and flexible black head. The leopard has become the nightmare of countless people, but now it has become the pet of others. With its sharp claws and fangs removed, it lays female under others, without dignity and freedom. Fall from the clouds.

Longzang's tenacity has long been wiped out. He has been humiliated like this, and his heart is already ashamed.

Now that Luo Zhen has been rescued, he has nothing to worry about and nothing to let go of.

Zhao Luo is extremely obsessed with Longzang's body, and entangles with him every night. He knows that he did something wrong at the beginning, but because he has never cared so much about a person, he doesn't know how to make it up. Zhao Luo is so treacherous and cruel, regardless of all ethics and morals. , but on Long Zang, he became shy and worried like a young man in love.

The deal he made with Luo Zhen was actually a kind of favor to Longzang in disguise.

Although he tried his best to deny it, in Long Zang's heart, Luo Zhen was indeed more important.

Zhao Luo felt that he was a failure, angry, angry, and sad but could do nothing. Because of his extreme personality when he was a child, he did not hesitate to use any means to satisfy his desires, but this time he learned to compromise for the first time.

If this is someone you care about, I am willing to take the risk and give up arguing with him, as long as you don't leave me...

He foolishly showed his kindness to Longzang, expressing his heart, but he couldn't express the kind of love that was persistent in the depths of his soul, because no one had ever taught him, and he didn't know if it was love. What he has always accepted is that kind of extreme, crazy love, whether it's his mother's love for him, or Luo Xihua's love for his mother.

Long Zang regained his sanity, but he didn't resist him, and even fell with him like giving up, but his body gradually weakened.

Zhao Luo was overjoyed by his affection and doting towards Long Zang. He asked his subordinates not to trouble Wan Ling any more, and even helped Nie Yunchen when he was overwhelmed.

He thought, when Luo Zhen came back from City A, as long as he was willing to hand over Long Zang to him, he could exchange all his influence in City S.

Zhao Luo loved someone for the first time, wishing to put everything by his side, but he didn't want to let him out, so he locked himself in his bedroom and kept lingering upside down, but Long Zang's body was getting worse and worse, and his spirit Become weak, unable to do anything, and often fall asleep during love affairs.

Zhao Luo had no choice, he was afraid that Longzang would leave him if he went out, but for the sake of Longzang's body, he still obeyed the doctor's order to take him out, but going out would lead to a completely irreparable end.

It was one night, Zhao Luo asked Long Zang where he wanted to go, Long Zang thought, saying that he missed the food stalls in the night market very much.

He hadn't been taken away by Luo Zhen yet, and when he was still organized by Jiang's family, he often ate with Lu Li who sneaked out.

In order to make Longzang feel more at ease, Zhao Luo dismissed his subordinates. A big boss of a listed company with countless assets squeezed into the crowd to buy skewers in order to pamper his lover.

Long Zang ate the skewers that Zhao Luo managed to snatch, and smiled slowly.

Although he looks ordinary, his smile at this time is very charming. Under the background of the flickering lights at night and the surrounding shouting, Zhao Luo can't bear to blink.

No one could equate this ordinary, low-key, mild-mannered person with the killer who once flew across the night sky. Long Zang stopped after eating.

The taste is not that taste, and the person is not that person, no matter how much you chase after it, it will be different.

He thought of Lu Li, that naughty and arrogant little fox, his eyes drooping slightly.

The child had always envied that he could break away from the organization, but he didn't know that he had never escaped from the clutches of fate. They were all sinful people who deprived people of their lives and ruined their own.

Zhao Luo is not interested in these things at all, the only one who is interested is the person in front of him.

He looked at Longzang's appearance, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

"Don't you eat?" Zhao Luo asked him, obviously he was fine when he ate, but suddenly he became a little lonely.

Long Zang looked up at him, and handed him the rest: "You haven't eaten well recently, eat more."

Zhao Luo took it excitedly, this was the first time that Longzang showed such obvious concern for him.

Zhao Luo hurriedly started to eat, he had never eaten this kind of food, and it was a bit messy.

After eating, Zhao Luo took Longzang for a stroll, and Longzang didn't struggle and let him hold his hand.

A pair of sinister eyes stared at them in the crowd, getting closer and closer.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Luo asked softly, he dragged Long Zang to follow the crowd around, but Long Zang was very dazed, with inexplicable helplessness in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Luo was so heartbroken that he was about to suffocate.

Perhaps this scene was too confusing for the two of them, Zhao Luo was only focused on Xiao Hanze, while Xiao Hanze was absent-minded and did not detect the coming danger in time.

"Be careful!" Long Zang stood in front of Zhao Luo, his skills dissipated after several years of torture, a black shadow flashed past, the speed was unstoppable, the sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood, Zhao Luo flattered him The smile still froze on his face, and he saw the sharp knife with a cold light drawn out, the blood drew an arc under the blurred street lights, and the inexplicable liquid dripped onto his face.

The moment the dagger was pierced into his body, Long Zang suddenly laughed, which was prettier and more desolate than before.He felt something slipping away from his body, surrounded by passers-by screaming uncontrollably, but he couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel any pain, and even relaxed his whole body, and his smile became brighter.

In the ear was Zhao Luo's miserable cry and the gangster's crazy laughter. A group of Zhao Luo's subordinates rushed over in a mighty manner, and a group of people surrounded him, all looking eager.

Long Zang didn't cover the wound with his hands, and let the blood stain him red. He was born in the blood, and naturally died in the blood.

He raised his head and opened his eyes, looking at the sky in front of him.

The night sky is very beautiful, it is pitch black without any color, it is the dirtiest color in the world, and it is also the most mysterious and moving color in the world.

Just, if only a few more stars...

Long Zang fell down, his eyes struggling to see the sky for the last time, he has an innate perception of death, and this time he naturally knew that maybe it really came to an end.

In his whole life, he lived numbly and indifferently, and had brief happiness, but in the end he was still shattered by reality. He was at stake for countless times, wandered in hell for countless times, and every time he came back to life, he felt deeper darkness and despair.

He is tired and tired...

"Zhao Luo...I don't hate you..." Every time he said a word, blood spit out from his mouth, and the glamorous and magnificent red color made Longzang extraordinarily alluring.

He doesn't hate Zhao Luo, he struggles with human affairs, and only hates himself.

If God really has any mercy on him, let him not wake up, and make it his last wish.

Long Zang closed his eyes, smiled serenely, and slowly slid into Zhao Luo's arms, quietly as if falling asleep.

"Do not--"

Zhao Luo roared, he couldn't believe what happened at all, it was obviously the happiness that was about to be obtained, obviously that person just smiled and let himself grab his hand, but just when he was about to touch it, it disappeared instantly for ashes.

The passage to hell opens, datura flowers bloom bewitchingly, a large piece of red dances in the world, and the opposite end is full of endless wails of grieving ghosts!

He looked at Longzang smiling in relief, his heart seemed to have been ruthlessly ripped out, and even his breath was filled with pain, he was in so much pain by his side, it was because he had lost half of his nostalgia for life.

If Long Zang's body was injured before, this kind of injury would not be fatal, but now, his body has already been overwhelmed, like a fallen leaf, and he can't bear any more damage at all.

Zhao Luo cried and told Long Zang to persevere, and yelled for his subordinates to call a car and call a doctor, just like a lunatic who had collapsed and lost all composure.

He told it over and over again, but at the end he only heard Longzang smiling at him.

"I do not hate you..."

The brilliance in his eyes faded away, his body softened into his arms, and his whole body was icy cold.

"Don't—" Tears gushed out, Zhao Luo cried like a child.

"I beg you, I beg you, keep going, okay, I'll let you go, I'll let you go, it's my fault, it's all my fault!"

It wasn't until this time that Zhao Luo fully woke up and had the thoughts of a normal person.

What the hell did he do?What the hell has he done to the one he loves the most?

Thinking of the unbearable past, his ugly face and the heart-rending begging and crying of the person in his arms, Zhao Luo struggled to avoid, but the more he avoided, the clearer the picture became. In order to make Longzang succumb, he brutally raped Humiliated him, humiliated his dignity, in order to make Longzang obedient, he used medicine, turned that free and easy-going open-minded Longzang into a cowardly and pitiful pet, until now, because of his selfish possessiveness, he is tough Bind people around, thinking that they can live like this for a lifetime.

Some people say that what fate teaches you, you never want to learn it a second time.

The car drove up, and the crowd was chaotic. Zhao Luo hugged Long Zang and got into the car with only a sliver of reason. His ears lost their function. Zhao Luo only knew that he begged Long Zang to live over and over again.

The sky...was getting brighter, but people didn't wake up.

The first time Zhao Luo gave the critical illness notice, he smashed up the hospital directly. He pointed a gun at the doctor's head, threatening that if he couldn't save the survivors, the whole hospital would be buried with him!

Fang Mulan rushed over after receiving the news, he ran to stop it but froze on the spot in shock when he saw Zhao Luo's eyes.

His sinister eyes turned completely blood-red, and deep in those dark pupils was a thick, indelible, hopeless sadness. He used violence to disguise his grief, but his upright back was bleak that could not be deceived.

Only then did Fang Mulan know what Zhao Luo would become after losing Longzang.

A few hours later, a doctor came out. Fang Mulan had no time to move. Zhao Luo had already grabbed him and asked him in a hissing voice.

"He's fine, right? He's fine, right? Did you save him? Did you?!"

The doctor was so frightened by Zhao Luo's violence that he couldn't speak, so he could only speak in a stumbling manner.

"The patient's body has reached its limit, he has gone into a coma in shock, his lungs have been shot wounded, and now they have been punctured again, and his mental condition is extremely bad, his heart failure, internal organs have been severely damaged, and the most important thing is , He has no will to live, even a god can't save a person who doesn't want to live."

Zhao Luo listened blankly, only felt that there was a rumbling in his head, his lungs were shot, punctured, his heart failed... he had no will to live. What did he do to push people to such a point.

The red light in the operating room was always on, and countless international professors were forcefully called into the operating room by Zhao Luo, as if it had been a century.

Fang Mulan had seen Zhao Luo in countless ways, crazy, vicious, and dark, but he had never seen him sitting on the floor crying silently like this.

Sad to the bone, miserable and hopeless.

It was dawn, but the hospital was still cold and lifeless.

There was too much death here, and because of the cold atmosphere, Fang Mulan couldn't help but feel a layer of gloom in his heart.

Fang Mulan thought for a while, then picked up the phone and informed Luo Zhen's people of the situation here.

He did this without Zhao Luo's consent, but Fang Mulan knew that it was the right thing for him to do.

Not long after the phone call, the second critical illness notice came. The doctors were helpless. The patient's body was seriously injured, his foundation was completely exhausted, and he had no will to survive, so he really couldn't do anything.

Knowing that, Zhao Luo didn't say anything, sat up from the ground, and slowly wiped away tears.

His expressionless face was even more frightening than the rage just now, his empty eyes were like a ghost, he no longer had human reason, and turned into the last demon.