After divorcing the male god

Long night.

Traffic sails in a sea of ​​lights.

Under the colorful and broken lights, a Mercedes-Benz SUV flexibly inserted into the next lane.

The driver's skills are obviously very high, and he manipulates this big steel car to move left and right, which is a bit more agile than an excellent gymnast.

Behind the SUV, it bites a black Porsche sports car tightly, like a falcon following its prey, and the headlights emit a sharp light like a falcon.

The SUV changed lanes urgently, causing the driver behind to yell and curse. The big man drove away from the overpass, and sprinted into the narrow road with lackluster infrastructure.

Porsche, without a break, followed closely behind.

In the SUV, Lin Duan was sitting in the back seat, while Yan Yan was driving, his phoenix eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, and he said with a half-smile, "The bite is really tight."

"I thought he didn't recover so quickly." The tension made Lin Duan's palms ooze fine and dense sweat. He leaned back, stretched his neck, and slid the graceful curve of his neck into his collar.

"Duan Jingsheng..." Yan Yan chuckled, "It's not easy." He turned the steering wheel with ease and stepped on the accelerator.

The SUV accelerated, and the huge inertia caused Lin Duan to slam into the back of the seat. He grabbed the door handle and remained silent without saying a word.

In the rearview mirror, the Porsche suddenly disappeared!

On the one-way motorway, the SUV seemed to shake off his stalker.

The smile on Yan Yan's face froze slightly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Both sides of the narrow path are surrounded by sparse forests, slender pine trees, tall cypress trees, and low shrubs, rustling and ringing bells under the wind, but the slight sound seems to urge them to flee as soon as possible.

It didn't seem to be long, and in the next second, the high beams collided and screamed like a scream. The Porsche came through the air, as fast as a sharp arrow.

He hurriedly slammed on the brakes, and the Porsche nimbly hung the front of the SUV on the rear of the car. Amid the piercing screams of the two cars colliding, dust and gunpowder smoke fled in all directions like frightened mosquitoes.

Tensions.

Lin Duan took a deep breath: "Yan Yan, it's none of your business, I'll tell him."

Yan Yan put aside the corners of his lips: "He came alone."

Before the muscle relaxant was completely metabolized, Duan Jingsheng dared to chase people in a fast car, and he was not afraid of being killed in a car accident. Yan Yan admired him a little.

Duan Jingsheng's expression was not very good. He kicked the driver's door and roared viciously: "Get out!"

Yan Yan folded his arms and leaned back, and said leisurely, "Yo, I'm quite hot-tempered."

In this tense and confrontational atmosphere, Yan Yan can still show such untimely leisure and calmness, which makes Lin Duan a little bit dumbfounded. He is helpless: "Qi Qing is leaving, can he not be in a hurry?"

Yan Yan turned to look at him, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "But I don't want to let you go back with him."

"I won't go back either." Lin Duan opened the car door, his thin figure was exposed in the misty night, he said softly but firmly: "If you trust Duan Jingsheng again, I'm a pig."

"Lin Duan." Duan Jingsheng was about to step forward, when the door of the SUV in front of him popped open, abruptly blocking his steps.

Yan Yan turned his body sideways, exposing his slender legs to the outside of the car, and carelessly raised his eyelids with Erlang's legs up: "Mr. Duan, no, Lin Duan is my friend, and my friend hates you very much. I think you'd better not bully him. good."

"Yan, Yan." Duan Jingsheng chewed his name fiercely, looking as if he wanted to rush forward immediately and tear him to pieces.

"Lao Duan always remembers." Yan Yan smiled and nodded as if he hadn't realized it.

In the cool mist, coldness and danger permeate quietly.

The two confronting men didn't seem to move at all, as if there was always an invisible contest before the confrontation between masters.

If you observe carefully, you can find that Duan Jingsheng's lower arm muscles hidden in the shirt are already tense, almost bursting out. As for Yan Yan, although he is sitting lazily with his legs crossed, his upper body is straight.

"Teacher Duan."

Lin Duan almost forgot how long he had been called this name, how many years and days, every minute, every second, day and night, before or after marriage, Duan Jingsheng was always the cold and superior Teacher Duan.

Duan Jingsheng looked at him, with undisguised tension and panic in his eyes.

"Do you want me to die?" Lin Duan asked indifferently.

The young man's eyes are always so bright, even in the foggy and dense night, those eyes are still like two fireflies, with faint halos of stars.

Duan Jingsheng subconsciously shook his head.

Yan Yan got out of the car and closed the door.

"If I'm dead, Qi Qing won't be able to live. Or, if you want me to die, take Cats out of my body and implant them in another person's body for you to remember Qi Qing." Lin Duan sneered.

Those were Duan Jingsheng's original words, not much or a single word, in memory of Qi Qing.

"Lin Duan, I was the one who didn't think carefully before." Duan Jingsheng stepped forward and confessed eagerly, "I'm sorry for you, I've let you down, don't leave, I will find a way to save you."

"But by your side, I will die." Lin Duan lowered his eyes and sighed faintly: "I don't want to die either, I want to live. Qi Qing is dead, why should I be buried with him?"

"Lin Duan!" Duan Jingsheng panicked: "No, I understand, Qi Qing is dead, you are you, he is him. I will take responsibility for what I did wrong, but please, don't let me look at you leave."

"Why don't you write stories, Mr. Duan," Lin Duan sneered, "telling is better than singing."

"It's almost old..." Lin Duan closed his eyes, opened them again, and sarcastically said, "Why do you want me to be Qi Qing's container? Do you deserve it?"

Yan Yan suddenly got into trouble, and punched Duan Jingsheng in the face.

Duan Jingsheng was naturally not jealous, and he quickly realized that after three years of slack in his criminal police career, he did not show the slightest retreat in force. He bent over to avoid Yan Yan's next blow, grabbed his arm with his backhand, and swung Fist came.

Yan Yan whistled, turned around and grabbed Duan Jingsheng's arms with his back, and mobilized all his strength to throw him on his back. Duan Jingsheng grabbed Yan Yan's arms, turned over and pressed him under him, swinging his iron fist.

Lin Duan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the two would fight immediately after a disagreement.He turned and ran back to the Porsche, honking the car's front horn to stop them.

As a result, the two beast-like men fought inseparably, and Lin Duan patted the front of the car: "Can you wait for me to finish talking before you fight!"

Duan Jingsheng kicked into Yan Yan's knee, grabbed the back of his neck, and pinned Yan Yan to the ground, unable to move.Both of them failed, their noses and faces were swollen and they couldn't see each other's original appearance.

Heavy panting sounded one after another.

"Let Yan Yan go, it has nothing to do with him." Lin Duan said speechlessly.

Duan Jingsheng spat out a blood clot in his throat, like a ferocious raging beast, with a dark complexion, he said harshly, "You want me to let him go? You follow me."

He is always threatening to keep Lin Duan by his side.

Threate him with Lin Xianjin, and threaten him with Yan Yan.Lin Duan felt it was funny for no reason, and suddenly let out two half-hearted laughs: "Mr. Duan, do you want to bring a corpse back?"

If Duan Jingsheng felt something, he suddenly raised his eyes: "Lin Duan!"

Yan Yan placed a handful of Japanese guns in the backseat of his SUV, perhaps just for decoration.

The knife was in the scabbard. Lin Duan struggled to remove the knife from the fixed knife holder, but did not take it out of the sheath. His hands held the handle and the blade.

It was a dangerous posture to draw a knife out of its sheath, especially for someone like Lin Duan who was weak and unable to use a knife. Duan Jingsheng couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if Lin Duan pulled out that knife.

If Yan Yan was injured by mistake, everyone would be happy. If Lin Duan himself was injured by mistake, Duan Jingsheng thought to himself, he would have to kill Yan Yan to vent his anger.

Yan Yan's panic was no less frightening than his. Danfeng's eyes, which were usually squinted lazily, became the size of copper bells, and he choked up in shock: "Lin Duan, if you have something to say, don't do it!"

"Let me go." Lin Duan held the knife and said nothing.

Duan Jingsheng felt sour in his eyes, he wanted to cry, but everyone said that men don't cry easily.Having said that, there is another sentence below, but it doesn't reach the sad point.

It wasn't until this situation that Duan Jingsheng realized that the combination of these two common sayings was wrong. When it really came to a time of heartbreak, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his whole body and mind were concerned about the other party, and he even forgot to cry unconsciously.

Where can I let Lin Duan go?Duan Jingsheng thought to himself, that's the Lin Duan he saved and protected from the fire, falling rocks, and HTCO gangsters.

"If I said, I regard you as a treasure, would you believe it?" Duan Jingsheng smiled wryly, and involuntarily relaxed his grip on Yan Yan.

"What you see through me is Qi Qing." Lin Duan gripped the knife and did not relax for a moment. He watched Duan Jingsheng's every move vigilantly.

Yan Yan rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Duan Jingsheng, think it over. First, Lin Duan staying by your side will only speed up the activation of Cats. Second, you know how dangerous the person you are going to deal with is. You touch your chest and ask yourself, if you keep Lin Duan in the country, can you really protect him? I can even take him away, let alone such a powerful person!"

Duan Jingsheng was stunned.

Yan Yan took the opportunity to break free from his restraint, turned and swept Duan Jingsheng to the ground, Duan Jingsheng's face was covered in mud.Yan Yan kneaded his wrists and said viciously: "You just want to keep him, but have you really thought about him!"

The severe shock made Duan Jingsheng speechless.Although I don't know where Yan Yan learned about this, he is right.

Zhao Chuan can contact Lin Duan for the first time, and if the two fall apart, he can contact Lin Duan for the second time. By then, Lin Duan will be the weakness that Duan Jingsheng told the world.

He is not afraid of danger, but what about Lin Duan?

Yan Yan raised his hand and was about to punch him, but Duan Jingsheng was in shock and had no time to hide.Lin Duan lost his gun and rushed forward, Yan Yan missed half an inch with his punch and was able to swing into Lin Duan's flesh.

"Enough," Lin Duan said wearily, "Yan Yan, let's go."

Duan Jingsheng roared angrily, like a wild lion erupting in the depths of the jungle, his chest and eardrums trembled.

Lin Duan's eyes widened, Yan Yanfei flew over, picked up the pistol he had dropped on the ground, and drew the knife out of its sheath.

sonorous—

Duan Jingsheng picked up Lin Duan by the waist and threw him into the spacious SUV. He held him down and interlocked his fingers, and there was a sticky sound of water from the entanglement of his lips and teeth.

Yan Yan's knife was hanging on Duan Jingsheng's shoulder, and it was about to fall.

The cold wind was bitter, and the skirts of his clothes were swaying.

"Lin Duan, wait for me. I will definitely find a way to take down Cats." Duan Jingsheng almost choked up: "Lin Duan, wait for me."

Yan Yan turned his head and put the knife back into its sheath.The Japanese gun was not actually sharpened.

"Take good care of him." Duan Jingsheng glanced at Yan Yan, turned around and returned to the Porsche, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Yan Yan was surprised: "Lin Duan?"

After Duan Jingsheng left, Lin Duan curled up quickly, sweat pouring down like a waterfall, he hugged his head, hissing in pain.

"When did it happen?" Yan Yan asked.

Lin Duan shook his head, maybe earlier, when Duan Jingsheng appeared, maybe a little later, seeing that he was injured in the scuffle with Yan Yan, maybe...

If he can't forget, he can't forget. There is nothing undeniable, but the scars burned are too deep and painful. Let him take another step forward. He is afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and it is absolutely impossible.

In the night, after all, everything is silent.