Lord

Cen Zhuo was lying on the lawn in the yard wearing a blue suit. He seldom wore this color, so he looked a little immature.

Dai Chong came on tiptoe and lay down beside him gently.

Cen Zhuo was breathing evenly, as if he was asleep. That face could be said to be beautiful, but it could not be said to have a good personality. Sometimes it can make people angry, but Dai Chong is willing to stay with him, even if he is hurt a few words. Very happy.

A leaf floated down, half red, and landed on Cen Zhuo's hair. Dai Chong helped him remove it, but there was no one around. He bent down, held his somewhat dry mouth, and held his breath.

With a difference of a few centimeters, Cen Zhuo suddenly turned his head.

Dai Chong was stunned for a moment, rubbed his nose: "Awake..."

"To wake you up." Cen Zhuo moved to distance himself from him.

Dai Chong muttered: "I didn't make a sound again."

"Your hair is brushing my forehead."

"Oh..." Dai Chong scratched his hair, "Hey, that cutie and his brother, are they gone?"

He was talking about Jia Xibei and Yuan Zhen, Cen Zhuo nodded: "I left in the morning, and returned to Lancheng with the Duowen Tianwang."

"Then I'll stay with you more in the future," Dai Chong winked at him, "so that you won't be lonely."

"Get out." Cen Zhuo gave him a kick, remembering.

Dai Chong pulled him: "Don't go, lie down with me for a while, I..."

With a bang, a skeleton landed in the middle of the lawn, the dazzling scarlet color was cool every night.

"What are you doing here?" Dai Chong stood up, "Didn't you see that we are talking about each other here."

Zhui Yeliang's gaze passed over him and cast on Cen Zhuo: "I have something to say to him." He pushed Dai Chong's chest and walked up, "It's none of your business here."

"Hey, I'll go," Dai Chong raised his hand and was about to press the remote start chip on the inside of his arm, but was stopped by Cen Zhuo, "Dai Chong," he just woke up with a dry throat, "you go first."

Dai Chong stared at him, tilting his head unwillingly.

Cen Zhuo sighed and repeated: "You go first!"

Dai Chong's blue eyes were a little red.

"Let you go." Zhu Yeliang brushed past him, and the lights all over his body flashed instantly, declaring his sovereignty.

Dai Chong didn't persist ridiculously anymore, dropped his shoulders, and walked away in anger. Cen Zhuo only took a look at the dejected back, and turned his eyes to Zhu Yeliang: "Why are you here again?"

"I'm not coming," Zhu Yeliang knelt down on one knee, looking at him at eye level, "How do you know what I mean?"

Cen Zhuo couldn't stand his grotesqueness, so he said coldly with a straight face: "I'm not interested in what you want."

"Jiguo Tianwang will enter Hong Kong tomorrow," said Zhuyeliang, "come with me."

Cen Zhuo looked at him puzzled.

"That's the beginning of our story," he said softly, as if whispering, "remember, Screening House, Disney, Silly Symphony."

Cen Zhuo remembered that every moment of their relationship was engraved in his mind with a knife, and he couldn't forget it.

Zhui Yeliang looked into his eyes: "Ding Dong."

In an instant, my heart clenched, those painful days and nights in the ghost city and the core prison cabin came back again, the trampled love and the hatred equal to love swept across, trying to swallow Cen Zhuo: "Don't mention it to me again."

"No one can deny our past," Zhui Yeliang held his shoulder, "I can't, and neither can you."

Cen Zhuo broke away from him, his voice trembling: "Zhu Yeliang, what on earth are you going to do?"

"I want you to fall in love with me again," Zhui Yeliang begged domineeringly and at the same time humble, "I want you...give me one more chance, let me give you everything!"

The feeling of being loved is dizzying, and Cen Zhuo is almost drowning in the scarlet storm of the peony lion, but he fears this love as much as he longs for it.

"Tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, berth No. 1 in Jianghan Port," said Zhuyeliang, "let's board the ship together, rewatch the stupid symphony, and start the story from the beginning."

"I won't go." Cen Zhuo gritted his teeth.

Zhu Yeliang stood up, and the Dakini Lion activated: "I'll wait for you."

Without waiting for Cen Zhuo to refuse, he suddenly flew into the air, headed southeast, accelerated once, and landed on the roof of a tall building, which was Tian Shaoshi's neuron research institute.

One of the windows on the top floor was completely sealed. He climbed onto the floor and swung down, smashing the synthetic material that sealed the window, and jumped in.There was only one person in the quiet ward, sitting lonely on the cold medical vehicle, staring blankly at the pure white wall.

"Bai Ruer," Zhu Yeliang didn't call him by his nickname, "I'm here."

No one on board responded.

Zhui Yeliang stood in front of him, bent down: "Follow me, how long are you going to pretend?"

Bai Ruer still kept his eyes fixed, not looking at him.

Zhui Yeliang doesn't matter, he came this time to draw a line between lovers and enemies: "Tomorrow I will make a promise to Cen Zhuo on the Chiguo Tianwang, to love him and his family."

Bai Ruer's eyes suddenly blinked and widened.

"Response?" Zhu Yeliang was not surprised, "You didn't hurt your head at all, did you?"

Bai Ruer suppressed the trembling, he didn't understand how Zhuyeliang could be so cruel, he had already fallen into the dust, and he was still indifferent.

"This is the last time I'll see you," Zhui Yeliang warned coldly, "You, and your friends, better not make trouble in my sphere of influence."

For the sake of Cen Zhuo, that wild boy, Zhu Yeliang really abandoned him, and their 20-year relationship, Bai Ruer clenched his fists tightly, so he would not let them make any promises, let alone allow them to be the King of Jiguo No, he wants to stop them, using what Zhuyeliang cares most about.

His blurred eyes moved, and he raised one eyebrow at Zhui Yeliang: "Why, are you going to tell Yuze?"

"The Lion Hall is gone," Zhuyeliang said, "Everything you do now is just like a car."

"Heh," Bai Ruer laughed, "It's because of you that the Lion Hall has come to an end."

What he said was good, Zhu Yeliang was silent about it.

At this moment, Bai Ruer threw out his trump card: "Don't you want to know where the mandala is?"

Zhui Yeliang's eyepiece lights flashed: "Do you have any clues for Datura?"

Bai Ruer bid: "Tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, you come, and I'll tell you."

It was the appointed time with Cen Zhuo, but Zhuo Yeliang refused: "I won't come."

Bai Ru'er didn't believe that he didn't even avenge his death, so he smiled triumphantly: "I'll wait for you."

Zhuiyeliang took one last look at him, turned and left coldly.

Bai Ruoer held the armrest of the medical vehicle and looked out through the broken window glass. The scarlet figure was gone, and the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and Gao Xiu walked out frowning: "Will he listen to you?" ?”

"Mandala is a heart disease of Zhuyeliang." Bai Ruer closed his eyes, "These three words have tortured him for almost ten years, and he will never let go. .”

"The port..." Gao Xiu asked in a deep voice, "Will Cen Zhuo go?"

"It doesn't matter whether he goes or not," Bai Ruer snorted softly, "We just need to restrain Zhu Yeliang."

Gao Xiu's heart was a little confused. At ten o'clock tomorrow, the Chiguo Tianwang would explode on the berth. If Cen Zhuo went, he would be decapitated with Yuze.

At this moment, the fresh snow and sunlight in Shenyang, those carefree days, and their brotherhood, rushed into his chest. He was so irritable that he couldn't calm down, but he suppressed it and didn't show it. Bai Ruer was drowsy and slowly Asleep, he walked out of the room lightly.

Leaving the research center, Gao Xiu went to the lotus seat, hesitated outside Cen Zhuo's door, and rang the doorbell.

Cen Zhuo was surprised to see him when he opened the door, but he immediately smiled sincerely: "You boy," he opened the door to him, "you still know how to come!"

This heartwarming feeling is indescribable, Gao Xiu restrained himself and called out: "Brother..."

Cen Zhuo was picking out clothes, and there were all kinds of good suits spread out on the sofa. When Gao Xiu came in and saw it, his heart rose in his throat.

"Where have you been fooling around these few days?" Cen Zhuo wanted to chat with him about Si Jie, but didn't start rashly, waiting for an opportunity in circles, "Yuan Zhen and Xiao Bei have returned to Lancheng, do you know?"

Gao Xiu nodded hastily. He also wanted to find an opportunity. The two of them chatted incoherently. Somehow, they talked about the lilac tree near the Neuron Research Institute in the southeast corner.

"It's cold, is Lilac still open?" Cen Zhuo asked seemingly unintentionally, just under that tree, Zhuyeliang and Bai Ruer looked at each other.

"It's all lost," Gao Xiu followed his words, "Just now when I was strolling there, I saw a dead tree and Bai Ruer."

Cen Zhuo was not surprised that Bai Ruer was under that tree, he was about to talk to this person: "Gao Xiu, I..."

Gao Xiu interrupted him suddenly: "There is also Zhuyeliang."

Cen Zhuokong opened his mouth, the suit in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

"Bai Ruer kept talking nonsense, talking about mandala, Brother Zhu went to call the medical staff as soon as he heard it."

Cen Zhuo blinked, his expression was like leaves blown by the wind, and new snow trampled dirty in the deep winter.

"The people in the research institute said that Bai Ruer was most awake at ninety o'clock in the morning." Gao Xiu didn't look at his face, "They asked Brother Zhu to go there at ten o'clock tomorrow."

Tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, berth No. 1 of Jianghan Port.

Cen Zhuo's voice was very soft: "He said...go?"

"Go," Gao Xiu helped him pick up the suit on the ground, "Brother Zhu said he must go."

Of course Zhui Yeliang went, it was about Mandala, the enemy who killed his body.

"Let's get on the boat together, rewatch the symphony of stupidity, and start the story from the beginning."

It fell through again, but it was just an agreement made two hours ago. Cen Zhuo put away his suits and hung them back in the cabinet one by one. Gao Xiu knew why and asked, "Brother, why didn't you choose?"

"You don't need to choose," Cen Zhuo lowered his head and forced himself to laugh, in a snarky tone, "My lord, you can't tell the difference in color or style."

"That's right." Gao Xiu knew he was uncomfortable, but he had to agree, "I just saw you pick and choose, and I didn't know what you were picking."

At this time, the internal phone rang, and Cen Zhuo pressed the answering switch, and Yu Ze's voice rang in the living room: "Xiao Zhuo, enter the port at ten o'clock tomorrow morning with the Guotianwang, you and brother will receive it together?"

Cen Zhuo's heart ached again: "Brother, I'm not going..." He smiled, "I'm tired these two days and want to sleep at home."

Yuzawa is very sensitive to his emotions: "In a bad mood?"

"Ah?" Cen Zhuo didn't know how he heard it, and pretended to be stupid, "No, I'm fine, don't worry."

Yuzawa didn't say anything and hung up the phone.

Beside the extinguished phone light on the president's desk, Om Guardian stood quietly behind Yuzawa.

At 45:1 a.m. the next day, Yuzawa came down to berth No. [-] of Jianghan Port accompanied by Protector Om. Yuzawa was wearing a steady black suit, standing in the long and narrow shadow cast by Om Protector.

In the distance, Zhong Yi was wearing a hood, hiding in the crowd of onlookers, and locked his eyes on this side.

"President," Protector Om looked at the several firepower points above his head, "The security on the south side can't take care of this position, please move another five steps to the right."

Yu Ze didn't think much, according to what he said, five steps, to the position where Zhong Yi marked the red cross on the drawing, and stood still.

The task of protecting the Dharma was completed, it was very simple, he tilted his head, and saw a touch of scarlet that should not have appeared outside the barbed wire.

Across the dense crowd, Zhong Yi also saw it. Immediately, he was prepared for the failure of his plan. If he failed, he would evacuate immediately, and he could not even return to his villa in Jiangbei, so he returned directly to Yinghai.

Zhu Yeliang turned on three sets of eyesight, and searched in the surging crowd, men and women coming and going, he only looked for that one figure, but after scanning again and again, he was still disappointed.

Because it is an automatic cruise, there is no sound of whistle when entering the port. From a distance, I can see a huge iron wheel cutting through the river and slowly approaching the port against the dazzling sunlight.

There were already staff members waiting by the river, they approached in small boats in two groups, boarded the boat manually, and parked the Chikuni Tenno at the designated berth. At this time, Yuzawa looked at his watch and it was ten o'clock.

He stood facing a group of phased array radars. There are three groups of such radars on the Tianwang, Om observed the length of the ship and the ratio of the berth. You see, the explosives are in the radar module.

According to the arrangement, Yuzawa does not need to board the ship, as long as the staff checks roughly, and symbolically swipes fingerprints on the entry record for confirmation, the receipt will be considered complete, so the explosives may explode at any time.

"President," Om Guardian stared at the huge radar team in front of him, "The sun is too big, I'll fetch you an umbrella."

As he said that, he turned to leave, but Yuzawa stopped him: "No need, 5 minutes at most."

The protector of Om came to a standstill. The sun was so big that his fine black armor shone brightly. The high-density bombs in the radar group were within easy reach. Even if there were bones, he might not be spared.

Time passed by, and quietly, the explosion came.

The chemical reaction was just brewing, and the twelve guards hadn't noticed it yet. In a thousandth of a second, the abnormal heat rapidly expanded on Zhu Yeliang's eyepiece, and he suddenly focused on the phased array radar in front of Yuzawa. On the ground, almost at the same time that the shock wave shattered the metal components of the hull, it broke through the iron net and rushed forward, covering Yuzawa's body.

In an instant, a violent explosion boiled the river, and the hard hull was bent and torn under the astonishing force. The bow flew out and slammed on the assault ship at berth No. 3, cutting off the slender ship in the middle.

The moment Zhuyeliang fell on Yuzawa, the protector of Om was hit by a sudden impact, and before he could witness the tragic image of the river turning into a sea of ​​flames, he was twisted to pieces by the huge power of the explosion.

Five kilometers away, the headquarters of the dyeing company heard an explosion. Bai Ruer slid the medical vehicle to the window. There was a small black mist in the distance. Behind him was an empty white room.

Night by night cold did not come.

He couldn't believe it, for Cen Zhuo, that person actually gave up everything in the past, every bit of Lion Hall, his hatred for Mandala, and even his own body, all cut off with one knife.