Lord

Zhu Yeliang doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, every society has bullying, rape, self-mutilation, killing people, he has seen many of them.

Leaving the dismantling workshop to go to the chairman's building, Gao Xiu was guarding on the first floor, seeing that he didn't stop him, it should be because of Cen Zhuo's breath.

But he pointedly said: "Ninth brother is here."

It doesn't matter to Zhuyeliang, he just wants to find a place to stay.

Cen Zhuo's small building is not bad. It has three floors in total. The first floor is the living room, the second floor has the reception room, and the third floor is the living area. He goes up to the second floor every night. He is holding a doorknob and is about to turn it when a voice comes from inside. Cen Zhuo's voice: "Brother, who did you listen to?"

"Don't worry about who I heard, is there such a thing?" Lu Jiu asked.

After a while of silence, "No." Cen Zhuo replied.

Lu Jiusuo's voice trembled a little: "You actually lied to me..."

Hey...Zhu Yeliang was speechless, how did he go everywhere today? He let go of his hands, and wanted to switch to another room, when Cen Zhuo's voice became louder: "Are you installing a surveillance camera in the reception room? You fucking spy on me!"

Cool down every night.

Lu Jiusuo didn't show any weakness: "I don't pretend to be a surveillance camera, I don't even know you fucking ran off with a woman!"

It's normal to install a surveillance camera in the reception room, but it's not normal for the club boss and the head of the family to quarrel over a woman.

"Ninth brother, as long as I stay with Jinshui, Shenyang will be at peace when No. 88 is destroyed. The common people will no longer have to worry about shells flying in while eating, and no one will lose their family members because of club fights. Every child You can all grow up healthy!"

Lu Jiusuo said softly, "I don't care about Shenyang at all," and then he yelled, "Have you ever thought about me!"

Cen Zhuo didn't make a sound.

"I use everything I have to accompany you, but you find a woman to insert between us. In your eyes, what am I?"

"Nine……"

"I ask you, what am I!"

Zhuo Yeliang stared blankly at the door, no matter what the reason was, Cen Zhuo, as the president, would have failed if he allowed the boss to confront him like this.

"I have no relationship with Jin Shui, but I have with you." Cen Zhuo was still compromising.

"You have no feelings for her, just like me!"

"How do you want me to prove it! Now let me bleed for you?"

"You can be together without feelings for her, why can't you be with me!"

Then came the slamming of bodies, and gasping, kicking furniture, creaking sofa cushions... BOOM!The sound of a fist hitting the jaw.

The room was silent, for a moment, the doorknob was turned, Lu Jiusuo bumped out, bumped into Zhu Yeliang head-on, his face twisted in embarrassment, turned his face away, and left with his shoulders down.

Zhui Yeliang looked into the room, the curtains were drawn, the lights were not turned on, Cen Zhuo leaned on the sofa with disheveled hair, holding the belt buckle in embarrassment: "Damn, why are you here?"

His voice is soft.

"Unlucky, passing by," Zhui Yeliang didn't go in, "get up, don't paralyze there."

"Fuck, my legs are weak." Cen Zhuo laughed at himself.

"Don't be a bitch, I won't help you."

Cen Zhuo groaned softly and stood up, limping to the door, maybe the wound was open, Zhu Yeliang helped him up, and the kid got cheap and behaved: "Didn't you say you won't help him, handsome guy?"

"Which eye of yours sees me handsome?"

"You let me have the face to be poor with you when you are so shameless, you are so handsome, do you know that?"

"Tsk." Zhu Yeliang chuckled lightly, and accompanied him back to the room.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Cen Zhuo began to take off his clothes as soon as he entered the room. He took off his clothes directly and thoroughly, without even leaving a pair of underpants.

"Hey, I'm still here." Zhui Yeliang reminded him.

Cen Zhuo has a slender figure with small but sexy muscles. It can be seen that he has the habit of exercising and is more explosive than a person who has been manipulating bones all year round.

It's just that the peony... Zhu Yeliang looked away, it was a bit too beautiful.

"Oh, I always feel that you can't see," Cen Zhuo said, but he didn't put on his pants, and walked up and down the carpet naked, "You're just a pile of steel, it doesn't matter if I show you all."

Now that he said so, Zhu Yeliang leaned back against the wall and admired it unscrupulously.

The peony flower, with its gorgeous color, properly wraps the body in it. Under the blooming stamen, on the left abdomen, there is a knife wound, pale pink, slightly oozing blood.

"Hmm!" Cen Zhuo poured alcohol on the gauze and pressed the gauze on the wound, feeling a little pain, he pursed his lips and raised his head, his carotid artery was throbbing vigorously.

Zhu Yeliang lowered his head and said suddenly: "You should control your house."

Cen Zhuo fixed the gauze, looked up at him, with a boyish smile on the corner of his mouth: "I grew up with him, if I control the whole world, I won't control him, he is just him, it's good to be aggressive."

"Are you masochistic?"

Cen Zhuo put on his silk pajamas: "You won't understand the relationship between me and him."

oh?Zhuyeliang finds it funny.

"Except for that, we can do anything," Cen Zhuo poured a glass of whiskey and took a sip, "I won't resist even if he holds a knife to my neck."

Zhuyeliang wanted to ask him, how do you know that I don't have such a person, but he didn't ask.

"By the way, how old are you?" Cen Zhuo blushed because of alcohol.

"I can't remember clearly, maybe more than 30."

Cen Zhuo stared straight at him: "You are ten years older than me!"

Zhu Yeliang regretted telling him the truth.

"Uncle!"

Zhui Yeliang clenched his fists.

"Uncle?"

Zhui Yeliang turned on the barrel lamp on his back.

"Uncle..."

Zhuiyeliang pushed him hard, pushed him down on the bed, knelt down, lifted the hem of the pajamas, grabbed the freshly pasted alcohol gauze, and tore it apart.

"Ah!" Cen Zhuo gasped.

The whiskey stained the carpet, Zhui Yeliang covered the wound with his big hand, and his steel fingertips lightly touched the flesh: "Are you still screaming?"

"No, I don't dare," Cen Zhuo gasped in pain, but also a little irritated, "Gee, put it on me."

"Ok?"

"Here, let me post it... Brother!"

Satisfied, Zhuo Yeliang brushed off the champagne-colored silk pajamas, and patted the alcohol gauze back. Just as Cen Zhuo was screaming, the bedroom door was knocked open, and Gao Xiu rushed in: "Brother..."

Uh... the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Cen Zhuo propped himself up on the bed, his pajamas slipped off his shoulders, his face was unnaturally crimson, Zhu Yeliang stood up from between his legs, and slammed the cannon light off.

Gao Xiu quickly lowered his head: "Brother, there is an explosion at the Freedom Army!"

"What?" Cen Zhuo got off the bed holding Zhu Yeliang's hand, "What's going on!"

"I don't know now. You can see the fire on the side of the letter A, and the smoke looks like a neutron cannon. Brother Jiu has already sent someone over."

It's No. 88, and there's Dyeshe!Cen Zhuo should have thought of it earlier, in order to swallow the knife.

He put on a suit, donned the hall emblem, took the chairman's car and headed for Shenyang City, where the flames soaring into the sky could be seen from a distance. Judging from the intensity of the fire, it was not only the base camp of the Free Army that was attacked.

After entering the city, it turned out that half of the letter A was burning. The attack was over, and the people were still fleeing with their heads in their arms. Dead bodies could be seen everywhere, and the smell of burning carbohydrates was strong and pungent.

The Liberation Army armed with machine guns saw Jialantang's car and ran over to knock on the door. Gao Xiu lowered the car window and shouted at them: "Where's your boss!"

They showed Cen Zhuo the way. On a small road to the east of the headquarters of the Freedom Army, Jinshui's off-road vehicle was parked. There was a huge dent on the side of the vehicle, and the wheels were covered with blood.

Cen Zhuo ran over, the person escorting the car looked dull, he had a bad feeling.

The car door was opened, the roof lights were on, and a strong smell of blood came out. On the beige seat that was laid down, there was a bloody human figure. The left leg was missing from the hip joint, and the right knee was still there.

Cen Zhuo covered his mouth and turned his back.

Gao Xiu was behind him, only then did he see the situation in the car clearly, it was Jin Shui, already in shock, his long hair was clotted with blood and engine oil, his chest was burnt, his legs...

"How could it be like this!" Cen Zhuo growled.

A battalion commander of the Freedom Army replied: "The attack on the 88th was too sudden. There were many skeletons that I hadn't seen before. The boss... didn't have time to enter the red spell."

The red mantra is the skeleton of Jinshui.

"Is the red spell still there?"

"Yes," the battalion commander replied, "it's just that the swallowing knife is gone."

Swallow raw knife.These three words were like a heavy hammer, pounding on Cen Zhuo's heart. He was the one who pushed the Tunsheng Knife to Jin Shui, but he didn't tell her that it was actually Ranshe who wanted the Tunsheng Knife.

"Get in the car and follow me!" Cen Zhuo turned around and got into his car.

"Boss?" Gao Xiu stretched out his hand to pull him, but he pushed him away, "Go back to Jialan Hall!"

"Boss, what are you going to do!" The car drove out, Gao Xiu looked at the off-road vehicle following from the rearview mirror, "We don't care what they are doing, the Freedom Army was wiped out by No. 88, we happened to..."

Cen Zhuo slapped him hard.

His mouth was broken, Gao Xiu licked it, but didn't make a sound.

"Where is my rescue capsule?" Cen Zhuo asked.

Gao Xiu stared at him in disbelief: "Brother Jiu will not agree, he reserved that cabin for your life-saving, and he is reluctant to use it himself!"

"I ask you, where are you!"

Gao Xiu pouted stubbornly: "I don't know."

Cen Zhuo glanced at him and stopped talking.

The two cars drove into Jialan Hall one after the other, passed the dismantling workshop, Zhuyeliang and Yuanzhen stood at the door, Cen Zhuo lowered the car window: "Where's that sissy?"

Yuan Zhen was taken aback.

"Let him come, immediately!"

The car drove over and went straight to the president's building, and the off-road vehicle of the Freedom Army followed closely, leaving two dark brown bloodstains on the ground.

The Liberation Army carried the golden water into the house, and Cen Zhuo went to look for Lu Jiusuo. Lu Jiusuo was surprised to see him, happy, but also a little ashamed and lowered his head: "Xiao Zhuo, I was too impulsive before, you..."

"Where is the rescue capsule?"

Startled, Lu Jiu raised his head and scanned him from head to toe, showing a puzzled expression.

"Jin Shui's leg is blown up, she needs that cabin to save her life."

For a moment, the expression on Lu Jiusuo's face changed unpredictably, from surprise, jealousy, to anger, he smiled wryly, and said, "I won't give it to her, it's my cabin."

"She did this because of us!" Cen Zhuo growled.

Lu Jiu pouted.

"If she knew that the dye house wanted to swallow the life-swallowing knife, she would never dare to accept it!"

"We didn't force her to take it. It was hers." Lu Jiusuo pushed Cen Zhuo, "Don't tell me that you think she is a woman, and your heart softens."

Cen Zhuo flashed his pupils: "Ninth brother, I also have a sister..."

Lu Jiu looked away.

Cen Zhuo pleaded: "She lost her two legs, she is only 24!"

Lu Jiusuo just didn't speak.

Cen Zhuo was so angry that he punched him: "Give me the cabin!"

Lu Jiu insisted: "I left that cabin for you, so don't try to touch it!"

"elder brother!"

Lu Jiusuo grabbed his shirt, "Don't you understand, the Freedom Army is abolished, she is useless, why save her!"

Cen Zhuo grabbed him with his backhand: "Save her, we will settle with her!"

"Have you asked her? If I were her, I would rather die than live with a disability!"

Suddenly, Cen Zhuo hugged Lu Jiusuo's head, and kissed him viciously on the cheek.

Lu Jiu was stunned.

"Brother, please..." Cen Zhuo took a step back and lowered his head.

Lu Jiusuo lowered his eyes, looking a little flustered. Soon, he figured it out, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Cen Zhuo's waist, pulling him into his arms.

Cen Zhuo resisted, but he didn't refuse. Lu Jiusuo's face got closer and closer, and he quickly closed his eyes.

Gently, the temple was rubbed by something soft, and it was a little dry, and there was a sad voice in my ear: "My cloakroom, the innermost row, the second sliding door on the left, go and get it."

His heart was beating violently, and when Cen Zhuo opened his eyes, Lu Jiusuo had already left.