Confrontation in the abyss

Zhou Cho always felt that Red Scorpion and An Sen were the same kind of person.They break the rules crazily and enjoy everything in this world.The only difference is that Red Scorpion doesn't hide anything, while Ansen is good at dismantling others' vigilance step by step. When he explodes suddenly, it is so unexpected.Now, is Anson also disintegrating himself?

"I'm going to take a bath, and I hope you're still in this room when I walk out of the bathroom." Anson got up, left the computer on, and even kept logging in to the mailbox.

"If you're bored, you can watch TV or read the news online."

"Oh, thank you." Zhou Cho didn't bother to care if Anson was testing himself, he just sat there, minimized Ansen's mailbox and checked the news of the Italian Jewelry Design Exhibition.

Suddenly thinking of Marin who was still staying in the Prince Hotel, Zhou Chou hurriedly called.

"Hey, Marin, are you still in the room?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang! Where have you been these two days? I thought you..." Marin's voice trembled.

"Don't worry! I didn't intend to abandon you. Let me ask you, has the red scorpion come to you these two days?"

"No... I can't find you these two days and dare not go out casually."

"I'll book you a plane ticket to New York tomorrow morning, and you get your luggage ready."

"...sir, I have no luggage."

Zhou Cho pressed his eyes and asked after thinking for a long time, "Do you have any cash with you?"

"Have."

"After booking the ticket, I will send you the flight number. You can take a taxi directly to the airport tomorrow. Is there any problem?"

"No, thank you!" Marin's voice sounded much calmer.

Zhou Choo used Anson's laptop to book a plane ticket, and then continued to browse the news.I hope that Red Scorpion will not trouble Marin tonight, but judging by Red Scorpion's character, Marin is the garbage left after he enjoys it, and he will not recycle the garbage.

Anson stayed in the bathroom for over an hour before coming out, with a white bath towel around his waist, and the water dripped from his hair onto the carpet.When Zhou Cho turned his head and saw him, he was surprised.An Sen looked more muscular than when he was wearing a suit, his muscles did not have the exaggerated curvature of a bodybuilding star, but Zhou Cho had no doubts about his explosive power, and every inch of him was brewing with a premonition of danger.

Zhou Cho's fingers trembled slightly.He admits that at that moment he wondered if he should really be in the same room as this guy.

"Are you fascinated by my body?" Anson laughed, with a mature and confident charm, even the hair on his forehead was so seductive.

"I appreciate it. Your fitness trainer must be very professional."

An Sen walked up to Zhou Cho, and slowly sat on the corner of the table, as if deliberately to let Zhou Cho see him more clearly.

His legs were slender, and the beauty of strength and curvature that complemented each other made Zhou Choo jealous.

"I don't have a fitness instructor. But I have a lot of fighting skills as a partner."

Zhou Cho twitched the corners of his lips.

"It's late, we should go to bed." Anson untied the bath towel without hesitation, and lay down under the quilt.

Zhou Zhao wanted to ask this guy if he was sure he was going to sleep naked tonight, but he chose to remain silent when the words came to his lips.Maybe An Sen was waiting for Zhou Cho to ask, and what he was about to answer was definitely not what Zhou Cho wanted to hear.

The light in the room was turned off, and Zhou Cho was lying on his side on the right side of the bed. He was very good at lurking before. Once when he was performing a surveillance mission on the roof, the sun shone on him without any cover. The average temperature that day was At 38 degrees Celsius, he lay there watching his target from the rifle for twelve hours without moving.So lying on this bed and keeping calm now is just a small thing for him.

"Dean, have you ever been in love with anyone?" Anson asked.

Zhou Cho chose to remain silent.

"Dean, I know that sleeping next to me is torture for you, but chatting can make time go faster." In the darkness, Anson's voice became melodious, and there was even an illusion of comfort.

Zhou Cho knew that if he didn't speak, An Sen would not let him go.

"Have."

"What does that feel like? Don't get me wrong, I've never loved someone, I can't understand that feeling."

"Time has become very fulfilling."

"How to enrich?" Anson asked again, his tone was calm but curious.

"My time is either spent with her or thinking about her."

"It sounds like you don't belong to yourself anymore. Don't you feel horrible when you can't control yourself?"

"No, because I'm happy with it." Zhou Tzu turned his back to An Sen, hoping that the other party would stop talking.

"And then, what happened to you?"

Zhou Tuo paused, searching for Dean in his mind?Yang's information reminded him of the first girl he dated.

"Her... father was an alcoholic, and once he was drinking and smoking, and set the house on fire. The fire burned quickly, and she died in that fire."

But what appeared in Zhou Cho's mind was his own mission, when his and her car rushed off the bridge and fell into the sea.Zhou Cho smashed the car window and escaped. She was injured and stuck in the seat.Zhou Cho wanted to save her, but she pushed him away desperately.Because she knew that was impossible...so she chose to keep him alive.

Time can obliterate everything, Zhou Choo no longer remembers her face, not even the heartbroken feeling...

"I'm sorry." Anson said softly.

"It doesn't matter. She died of suffocation. Her body is not ugly. I attended her funeral...at least she will always be beautiful in my heart." Zhou Zhao closed his eyes.

In front of her eyes was her smile when she said goodbye to him.He thought he had forgotten, but he hadn't.

"I'm sorry." Anson leaned towards Zhou Choo, stretching out his arms to wrap his arms around him.

"Don't touch me." Zhou Choo said coldly, "I'm not a fragile woman, you don't need to open your arms to comfort me. And that was a long time ago."

Anson laughed out loud, and the sentimental atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"Zhou Cho, things that can be bought with money in this world are not real luxuries, because they can be obtained. But love is not something that can have a perfect ending after paying money or energy. It is the real luxury. "

"Do you want it?" Zhou Cho asked casually.

"I don't know. Maybe after I've been very sad once, I'll be more sure I don't need this thing."

"Anson, you're wrong. Love is often when you break your heart and find that you want more than anything in the world. I'm sleepy."

Zhou Choo ended this meaningless conversation.Because it would be foolish to talk to Anson.

The next morning, Richard drove Zhou Cho and Anson to the airport.

There was no one else in the entire VIP cabin except the three of them.

When the plane entered a stable state, Ansen, who was flipping through the magazine, said suddenly, "Do you know that there are three secret shareholders behind MASSIVE?"

Zhou Choo was stunned for a moment, with a bored expression on his face: "Oh, is that so? Do they like to buy jewelry?"

"Red Scorpion should be one of them."

An Sen suddenly dropped a bomb like this, which made Zhou Cho froze there.

If Red Scorpion is really one of the three secret shareholders of MASSIVE, then the remaining two may have even more terrifying backgrounds.Zhou Zhou suddenly thought, it is now impossible for the Interpol to uproot the Lorenzo family, but he does not know who is better behind MASSIVE than the Lorenzo family?

The plane suddenly jolted violently.The stewardess, who happened to be walking over with a stroller in high heels, staggered and fell towards Zhou Chou, who was instantly supported by his hand.

"Thank you!" The stewardess smiled gratefully.

"Honey, I'm sorry. He's already mine." Anson held Zhou Thou's hand and kissed it lightly on his lips.

Zhou Cho glared at An Sen, while the stewardess smiled regretfully.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

After she left, Zhou Cho raised his eyebrows and said, "That joke just now was very meaningless."

"But I know that stewardess is interested in you." Anson smiled.

"Every woman who accidentally pours into my arms is interested in me." Zhou Chou picked up the coffee and sipped it indifferently.

"Not every woman who falls into your arms will unbutton the three rows of blouses to reveal the lace of her underwear." Anson told him in a very serious tone.

Zhou Zhao almost choked, he really didn't pay attention to what Anson said.

After getting off the plane, An Sen personally sent Zhou Choi back to Yang's mansion.

Before Liszt relieved Zhou Tiao's mission, he still had to continue to play Dean well?Yang's role.

When he came to Young's building, the receptionist told him that Marin was waiting for him in his office.

Zhou Chou pushed the door open, and Ma Lin stood up with an expression of expectation and anxiety on his face.

"Come on, you'll be working here from today on."

At this time, the secretary came in and put a large stack of design drafts on his desk.

Zhou Zhao took a picture of this pile of design drafts, and said seriously: "Don't look at these piled up on my desktop like this, they are actually commercial secrets. Some of them are likely to become Yang's jewelry this month. Focus on design."

"Understood." Marin nodded.

"Starting today, you are my special assistant. Give you the first task, select the three designs that you think are the best among them, and then type a report to me, explaining why you chose them. "

Ma Lin looked at Zhou Cho with astonished eyes. This task is very important to a group like Yang's. How could it be entrusted to his assistant to decide?

"Why, you can't do it?" Zhou Cho raised his eyebrows.

"No! I'm going!"

At this time, the person at the reception downstairs said that someone had sent him a package. After the security check, it turned out to be an air gun for flying saucer shooting.

Zhou Chou was taken aback for a moment, and asked the security guard to bring it up.

There is still a card in the box: I look forward to seeing you again.

Zhou Cho pressed his forehead. It seems that since his skills were exposed, An Sen even began to doubt Zhou Cho's shooting ability.Maybe his undercover mission is really coming to an end.

Leslie came to Zhou Cho's office, glanced at Marin who was sitting in the assistant's seat outside the office, and then knocked on Zhou Cho's door.

Zhou Zhao saw Leslie raised his head with a big smile on his lips: "I really feel that I am very lucky to be alive."

"Does it still hurt?" Les used his chin to indicate the injury on Zhou Cho's face, although he claimed to be injured by a smash.

"I was thinking, if the boxers of the Red Scorpion were as skilled as you, would I be dead already?"

"sorry."

Zhou Cho was taken aback, it was the first time he heard Leslie say "I'm sorry".

"Why? It's none of your business..."

"About Marin? Homan, he was your alumni in middle school."

"Your information came very quickly. You are indeed the director of Yang's information department."

"But he also stayed by Red Scorpion's side for two months."

Zhou Zhao looked at Leslie, thinking about the meaning of his words.

"I mean, he hasn't died in the past two months. I don't know if it's his luck or his ability."