Long Aotian is gay

Zhong Ling flicked his hand casually, the seemingly light movement, but the man staggered back a few steps, mocking and disdainful eyes floated around, the man suddenly felt as if there were needles on the soles of his feet, he couldn't stay any longer, and glared at Zhong Ling , bowed his head and left, until he walked outside, he could still hear a soft sneer coming from behind.

Not everyone in the banquet hall has watched Yu Ling's live broadcast, but almost all the young people who frequently surf the Internet know him, and he even made it into the top ten most searched at one time, but he didn't stay for long and was soon withdrawn to The tail is hotly searched, hanging up and down.

Those who have never watched Yu Ling's live broadcast have gained a little understanding of him under the popular science of some people, and know that this person cannot be treated casually, so no one goes up to strike up a conversation for a while.

Yu Ling sat leisurely in the corner by himself, swirling the champagne in his hand several times, but didn't even take a sip.

"Come here once a year, it's boring."

In the corner, Zhou Yan was talking to Wang Yuanyuan. The two met each other, and they were considered a good match, and the parents of both sides had no objections.

Zhou Yan doesn't like these things very much. If he really wants to do charity, wouldn't it be more practical to donate money directly?

But in this circle, there are many shackles, and many things cannot be willful.

"It's okay, just get used to it."

Wang Yuanyuan's voice was a little fluttering, and her answer was a little absent-minded.

Zhou Yan noticed that Wang Yuanyuan had been looking in a certain direction, so he looked in the same direction, and happened to see the young man standing against the wall.

Zhou Yan suddenly became so sour that his teeth fell out like vinegar that had been overturned for more than ten years.

"Come on, let's say hello."

Zhou Yan stepped up for a while, and walked over with his girlfriend in his arms.

Zhong Ling was still thinking about whether Cheng Yuan would participate in this kind of charity dinner, and if someone came, what reason would he use to explain his presence on the boat? Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhong Ling turned his head and stared at Zhou Yan You have to have the same eyes as a husky.

Zhong Ling: ...

Wang Yuanyuan greeted him, "Hello Yu Ling, I have watched your live broadcast, you are amazing!"

His tone was full of admiration, because he felt that he was strong from the bottom of his heart.

As he spoke, he elbowed Zhou Yan twice, and asked him to say a few words.

As soon as Zhou Yan opened his mouth, he was pissed, "It's very powerful. After a few more months of broadcast, you will catch all the fugitives in Kyoto."

Zhou Yan sighed pretendingly, "Our police uncle in Kyoto is about to lose his job."

Zhong Ling glanced at him.

Couldn't tell if it was anger or something else.

But Zhou Yan shivered suddenly, suddenly felt as if he was facing Zhong Ling, a little guilty.

Zhong Ling smiled suddenly, with undisguised malice in his eyes, "Then guess what I'm here for tonight?"

Zhou Yan wanted to say, what else could it be for?Climbing power is expensive.

Anyone who is randomly drawn on the scene is from the upper level of the Kyoto Pyramid, and it is enough to hook up with anyone.

Wang Yuanyuan had known Zhou Yan for so long, she knew even with her eyes closed that he couldn't say anything good, she pinched his waist with her fingers, Zhou Yan suffered from pain, his face twitched, there was a tacit understanding between the couple, and they closed their mouths obediently.

Just at this moment, there was a loud noise at the entrance.

"Fuck, why is Cheng Yuan here?"

Zhou Yan was surprised, and then frowned even tighter, "Why is that little gentleman here too?"

Wang Yuanyuan said: "It's okay to talk about it in private, but you should be more polite on the surface."

Zhou Yan: "I won't even have this bit of propriety, so don't worry."

They seemed to be the last guests. Not long after they appeared, their feet swayed slightly, and the cruise ship slowly left the pier and headed for the center of the sea.

Cheng Yuan is a rookie in the business world. Although he is young and has only been in this circle for a short time, he has a lot of assets, especially since his parents are dead and there is only one younger sister in the family. Wouldn't it be easy to get those assets when he gets married in the future?

And Mr. Xiao, as a guest of the Special Objects Institute, is always more informed about the news of the rich than ordinary people. No matter what he thinks in his heart, he is very enthusiastic about Mr. Xiao on the surface.

For a while, the people in the banquet hall were divided into two groups.

Cheng Yuan wore a solid dark blue suit tonight, which was customized by a well-known studio. The size of each part was just right, and it fit the figure very well.

As soon as he came in, it was as if he had installed a radar, and he accurately captured Zhong Ling's figure.

The youth is careless, and the whole person seems to be outside the world.

Cheng Yuan's eyes paused on him for two seconds, then moved away lightly.

The banquet hall is very large, with buffet tables on both sides, just like the luxury cruise ship under the feet, the food on the table is also very luxurious, all kinds of flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, running on the ground, everything you need, enough to be rich The attitude is not lost at all, and there are various Chinese and Western snacks, and a wide variety of drinks.

It is estimated that there will not be much time for dinner in the evening. Zhong Ling took advantage of the other people's chatting and came to the dining table to grab a little bit. When the surrounding area darkened and the stage lights in front of the banquet hall came on, He is enjoying dessert.

The taste is silky, the taste is sweet and delicious but not greasy, and it is also fresh and natural.

good to eat.

After Zhong Ling ate one, he took another. When someone approached him, his eyes changed slightly, and his backhand was an elbow.

The visitor easily resolved it, with the palm of his hand moving up from the elbow, pinching his arm all the way to the palm of his hand.

The moment Zhong Ling's indifferent expression saw the person coming, it all turned into spring breeze and drizzle.

"You're here."

Even the voice is full of laughter.

Cheng Yuan hummed, and suddenly his eyes fixed, "Don't move?"

Zhong Ling:?

Under Zhong Ling's suspicious gaze, Cheng Yuan took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped off the residue of dessert around his mouth. When he closed his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed the plump|tender lips.

Zhong Ling felt numbness there, and he pursed his lips hard. In the darkness, his ears were on fire.

Fortunately there is no light now.

And the next second, the lights suddenly brightened off the field.

Zhong Ling: ...

Today's lighting engineer has a grudge against me?

Zhong Ling felt that his neck was hot for a while.

"Cough, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to fill your belly?"

Zhong Ling asked him, and walked forward to give the plate in his hand.

Cheng Yuan looked down, paused, and didn't speak.

Zhong Ling felt strange, and looked at the dishes, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

He had eaten almost all the snacks on the plate, except for a little triangle.It is better than this to send off beggars.

Cheng Yuan's face remained unchanged, he didn't take another spoon, but directly covered the back of Zhong Ling's hand, controlled the spoon to dig out some dessert, then bowed his head and opened his mouth to eat the spoon into his mouth.

Rarely, Zhong Ling suddenly felt nervous. He was used to holding daggers and sabers, and wooden warehouses and shells were no problem. The former No. [-] killer who didn't change his expression in the face of explosions, now he almost couldn't even hold a small silver spoon. live.

Shame, shame!

Zhong Ling's Adam's apple rolled, "How does it taste?"

Cheng Yuan straightened up, chewed carefully, even licked his lower lip with his tongue, and then said: "The taste is not bad."

And Zhong Ling had already thrown the plate away as if scalded, but the small silver spoon in the other hand seemed to be stuck with glue, the color of Zhong Ling's eyes changed, and finally used the bouquet of flowers on the table to cover up the cloud He stuffed it lightly into his trouser pocket, and besides, he touched a silver table knife calmly.

Cheng Yuan didn't seem to see anything.

One is full of concentration and pretends nothing happened; the other can read other people's thoughts, but also pretends not to know anything.

The on-stage auction has already started.

Charity dinner, the auction items are just a form, the auction items may not be priceless, it depends on who sells the items, but for the sake of one's own face, it is impossible to sell something that is too shabby and lose its reputation.

The auction proceeded step by step.

When Zhong Ling was observing the surroundings just now, he found that the prisoners who had completed their tasks in the abandoned factory building that night had already boarded the boat.

Although they all made some disguises, everyone has their own walking habits, none of which can escape Zhong Ling's eyes.

The middle-aged couple pretended to be the chefs who served the dishes. The two brother and sister Nannan were dressed in tuxedos and pretended to be waiters who came and went, while the two muscular men with flower arms were bodyguards in black suits.

The man who liked grenade traps and another teenager were temporarily missing. If they were not dead, they must be hiding somewhere on the ship.

The phone vibrated, and Zhong Ling received a text message.

The task was written in big blood red characters, and the content was very violent: kill the Patriarch of the Zhong family.

Zhong Ling only glanced at it, and then deleted it neatly.

Cheng Yuan might have sensed something, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Ling looked calm, "It's nothing, garbage ads."

He stared straight ahead, seemingly focusing on the auction on the stage, but actually he was already thinking about how to complete the task.

Zhong Ling thought of hundreds of manufacturing methods to kill Father Zhong invisibly. Everyone would think it was an accident, and there was no trace of man-made.

I just said that this money is like giving away for nothing.

As for Zhong's father being the biological father of this body, it has no effect on Zhong Ling.

He has never experienced the taste of family affection, and he has no idea of ​​contacting him from Father Zhong.

In his heart, maybe because he could get 100 million by killing Father Zhong, he felt that this old man was finally useful, and he didn't waste air in vain.

Zhong Ling scanned the entire hall naturally, roughly keeping Father Zhong's location in mind.

He observed other fugitives by the way, and found an interesting phenomenon, the people they observed were different.

Zhong Ling smiled with interest: Don't everyone have different tasks?

He thought about things seriously, and various ideas emerged one after another.

Cheng Yuan, who was close to his arm, frowned quietly.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoyu: The money is not given away.

President Yuan frowned quietly.