Long Aotian is gay

The bronze sword was held down carefully, and the next process was handled by Zhou Li himself.

The guests gathered together to chat in low voices again.

"Are we going to disembark?"

Zhong Ling looked left and right, tilted his head, and his breath seemed to flow into Cheng Yuan's ears.

Cheng Yuan was very calm, raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "There is still more than an hour, go out for a stroll?"

The cruise ship is huge, and there are many playgrounds outside the ballroom, both common and uncommon, here.

More than an hour sounds like a lot, but in fact, it passed quickly in a blink of an eye.

Since it was said that the task should be completed at the charity dinner, it is estimated that the task completed after disembarking from the ship will also be judged as a failed task.

At this time, of course one should carefully look for a gap, and silently take away the dog's life of the task target.

It is no exaggeration to say that the rich people on the cruise ship are all worth a lot of money. The money in their hands is unimaginable for ordinary people. They have offended many people, and there are countless people who want to kidnap them.

The richer people are, the more they cherish their lives. There is a strong bodyguard almost every two meters on the cruise ship, firmly guarding the entrance and exit, and patrolling back and forth without blinking, not letting go of anything that is wrong.

In this case, the people who can sneak in have some skills, but after thinking about it, if they didn't have the skills, they would have been caught and sentenced to eat bullets long ago.

With so many eyes on the scene, and real-time monitoring, the security system is airtight. Going out at this time and leaving the mission target is not a good idea.

The thoughts in my heart are like crucian carp crossing the river. Before I finish thinking about one, the next one pops up immediately.

Zhong Ling didn't notice that Cheng Yuan's body was leaning slightly towards him, and his eyes were looking down at the top of his head, which was complicated and indisputable.

"Okay."

As soon as the two words came out, not to mention Cheng Yuan was slightly taken aback, even Zhong Ling himself was stunned for a few seconds.

But he reacted quickly.

Not too surprised.

Although 100 million is not a small amount, money is not as important as someone who likes it.

The corners of Cheng Yuan's straight mouth relaxed, and a smile was quickly stained on it.

He nodded, "OK."

Holding Zhong Ling's shoulders vaguely with his long hands, he walked towards the door.

After walking a few steps, his footsteps suddenly became hurried, and a question mark just appeared on Zhong Ling's forehead.

"Mr. Cheng, why are you leaving so soon?"

A voice behind him stopped him.

The voice was still a little familiar.

Zhong Ling turned around and was not surprised to see Mr. Xiao's familiar smiling face.

Cheng Yuan originally looked cold and difficult to get along with, but now he was stopped by someone, his eyes in the deep eye sockets gave a cold glance, his eyes were sharp, he nodded slightly, and his words were very straightforward, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Xiao seems to be very used to Cheng Yuan's temper. At least on the surface, he doesn't mind Cheng Yuan's indifference at all. He rolled his eyes, as if he just saw Zhong Ling, "This is?"

He was somewhat surprised.

When did such a No. [-] person appear beside Cheng Yuan, why did he have no memory at all.

Zhong Ling's eye sockets are slightly deep, and the roots are straight. He has double eyelids, and his eyes look big and look soft. Indifference poured out.

Mr. Xiao has been used to being praised by people in the Special Object Institute these years, and it has been a long time since he has received this kind of treatment. If the person next to him is Cheng Yuan, the biggest villain in the book...

"Hello, I'm Yin Du, everyone calls me Mr. Xiao."

Zhong Ling nodded lazily, not too fond of talking to him, "I'm Yu Ling."

The system murmured to Zhong Ling in his heart: 【Strange, when did the name Yin Du appear? 】

And, very strangely, the system always felt a strange pull on him.

It also had this feeling when it was close to this little gentleman before, but it was so weak that the system thought it was an illusion.Didn't expect this sense of involvement to become stronger and stronger now?

Who is this Yin Du?

Cheng Yuan's heart moved, and there was more scrutiny in his eyes.

Without saying a word, Yin Du began to tell his purpose, and he smiled at Cheng Yuan. He has a good shell and handsome appearance, and when he smiles, he is as soft as a lamb on the grassland, "Mr. Cheng, you just now The bronze sword that was photographed, I don’t know if it can be parted. You also know the current situation, the bronze sword can play a role that you can’t imagine in my hands, and it should not be placed in the collection cabinet to collect dust.”

"Tsk."

Zhong Ling plucked his ears, snapped off his nails, and taunted him face to face, "It's not shameful to be poor, but the shame is that you can't fight. You come to ask for it in private. Are you a beggar? Is it so difficult to honestly admit that you are poor? "

This is troubling.

The scene is full of rich people, how many of them are poor?Even the salary of the waiters on the cruise ship is tens of thousands per month, which is really not poor.

Yin Du played with "prophecy" and has already hugged Li Bichun, the supervisor of the Institute of Special Objects. The monthly benefits are better than the celestial masters in the institute. It is also hundreds of thousands per month. No matter how you look at it, it is nothing like being poor. relationship, but compared with the rich people on the scene, they are indeed poor.

"I'm talking to Mr. Cheng."

Yin Du had a face of "what are you?"

Even if he didn't say this, Cheng Yuan would have heard it.

He frowned slightly and then loosened, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, you can do it yourself."

Just when he nudged Zhong Ling's shoulder and was about to walk towards the door together, the security captain in charge of the cruise ship's security hurried in and whispered something in the rich man's ear who organized the charity dinner, and the rich man's face suddenly changed.

"What did you say?"

The voice was slightly high-pitched, and the tone became weird, which instantly attracted the attention of others.

"what happened?"

"Did something happen?"

The rich man turned pale, opened and closed his mouth, hesitated for tens of seconds, and finally said, "It's foggy, the sea is foggy."

I thought it was something.

"Isn't it normal to have fog on the sea? What's all the fuss about?"

The security captain looked serious, "This fog is not an ordinary fog, and the magnetic field is disordered, and the radar is out of order. Now we can't identify the direction on the sea."

A few minutes ago, the cruise ship stopped and did not continue driving.

The phone dinged, Cheng Yuan took out the phone, and a live broadcast room jumped out, the screen was a luxuriously decorated hall with fragrant clothes and temples.

Looks familiar, huh?Isn't that exactly where they are now?

Cheng Yuan even saw half of Zhong Ling's shoulder on the lower left edge of the live broadcast room.

Just at this time, the crystal chandelier on the top of the mountain went out with a snap, and the surroundings fell into darkness.