Lord

In Building No. 2 attached to Dyeshe, a training ground dedicated to Cen Zhuo, Dai Chong was wearing a regular combat uniform and the staff wore accessories. Opposite him was the unarmed Zhu Yeliang, who turned his head and looked out of the field.

All the dignified cadres from the Dyeing Society came to watch Peony Lion and Jugui card duel. Cen Zhuo stood quietly in the corner in a dark suit and a flashing lotus badge.

Around him, senior cadres exchanged warm greetings.

"Old Feng, you are here too."

"No. [-] and No. [-] skeletons in the world are fighting, can you not come?"

"The fucking old ranking, it's time to shuffle the cards."

"It's not that old, Jugui Pai only entered the top four at the beginning of the year."

"Tsk, the peony lion without the lion's tooth knife and the lion's roar is ashamed to be the first? And that wishful bead, they came back from fighting Yao Huangyun in Taitu and said that the driver can't even exert half of the strength of the skeleton, except for the stupid Big, it’s useless, it’s already taken by Jialantang.”

"I remember that he was a fierce general?"

"That's the master of the emperor. Now that the Wishful Bead is finished, the whole set of gameplay is completely lost."

"So My Tiao Niang is about to take over, and I like that kid..."

"Don't mention him, it will be annoying to hear this name."

"Oh, that's right, what's the reason for the fight between the two today?"

"It's not because of that..." They winked at Cen Zhuo.

"Damn it, it turns out it's a hero's sad beauty pass."

"What beauty," said the other side in a low voice, "it's not because he is the president's younger brother. I heard that Dai Chong was forced by the president to curry favor with him. water?"

"That's right, Dai Chong is a woman devil, and he never looks for a man," they laughed gloatingly, "If you want him to be handsome, you have to dedicate yourself to the president if you are handsome."

Cen Zhuo squinted at them, a bunch of fucking old men could chew their tongues better than women, he pushed aside the crowd and walked over, but was stopped by Si Jie on the way: "Chairman Cen."

Cen Zhuo stopped.

Glossy hair, emerald collar buttons, gray suit, extravagant and gloomy face, once helped Cen Zhuo to beg for death, his brother's right-hand man.

"Huh?" Cen Zhuo said hello bluntly, he is also the president, he knows how to manage his subordinates, how to control the situation, and how to be domineering.

Facing his arrogance, Si Jie intelligently lowered his head: "How is your body recovering?"

"Thanks to you," Cen Zhuo turned his gaze to look behind him, "Not bad."

There are Ding Huanliang and He Feifan, looking at him from a distance. They used to be life-and-death opponents, but now they stay in the same cage, staring at each other.

Si Jie followed his gaze and turned around. It was an embarrassing scene, but he was all-faced: "Extraordinary."

He Feifei came up, nodded: "Branch," then slowly looked at Cen Zhuo, "Chairman Cen."

At present, the status of Jialantang is very high, like a second-level branch of the dyeing society, occupying half of the country.There are conspiracy theories that if the brothers turn against each other, the world will be divided into two.

Si Jie chatted with He Feifan, while Ding Huanliang fought with Cen Zhuo with sharp eyes. In Shenyang, they faced each other tit for tat. .

The crowd was suddenly quiet, and the discussion was about to start. Dai Chong had already entered the ghost card, and the black gold skeleton was shining with dazzling lights.

"Fuck," someone scolded immediately, "this kid is so fucking hot!"

Zhui Yeliang stood quietly in the middle of the stage, waiting for him to end the performance, while the optical eyepieces were locked on to Cen Zhuo without flickering.

The rules are very simple, there is no scoring, no rounds, it depends on who knocks down first.

Juguipai raised his left hand, and three pairs of meteors were circling around his fingertips, spinning one after the other, making the sound of rustling wind.Zhui Yeliang leaned over slightly, with one hand in front and the other behind, a typical small grabbing action.

The six alloy meteors are not entangled with each other in the high-speed rotation. This small movement that seems to be a show of skill is actually the epitome of Dai Chong's powerful fighting qualities.

He rushed forward, the first pair of meteors dropped his hands, Zhu Yeliang dodged sideways, his left shoulder was exposed, Dai Chong swung his right hand, there were also three pairs of meteors here, through the precise control of angle and strength, the meteor group formed a regular swing The hammer hit Zhuyeliang's shoulder shaft one after another, causing instant paralysis.

There was a burst of applause outside the stadium.

Zhuiyeliang took a step back with his left arm in his arms, and carefully observed his opponent with Liuliyan. From the mechanical structure of the bones to the operating habits of the controller, there was no flaw.

"Warm up for you first," Dai Chong said arrogantly, "Then let's get serious!"

He cut into Zhuyeliang's combat radius with a beautiful roundabout step. When the meteor with his left hand shot at close range, the meteor with his right hand rotated in different directions synchronously with an unimaginable subtle technique, like a blasted iron flower. , dazzled and shot towards Zhu Yeliang's eyepiece.

In an instant, the Dakini Lion started, and Zhu Yeliang grabbed Jugui Pai's shoulders with the momentum of the ascent, pushed him back, and then punched him with the momentum. Yeliang's breastplate was hit hard. It was a small-caliber cannon, and it shot out from the ribs on both sides of Juguipai. With the rhythm of the meteor swinging, it successfully escaped from the restraint.

Dai Chong stood out from the bridge, and Zhu Guipai flipped over the flowers and jumped up from the ground.

"Fuck me, Dai Chong is so handsome!"

"Dai Chong and I formed a team, this kid is really, a thief is so fucking cool!"

"How can you make it up with him? It's cool to take me anytime!"

A man boasted that a man is more nasty than a woman, Cen Zhuo sweated for Zhui Yeliang, stared at the pair of entangled black and red figures, and elbowed Si Jie next to him: "Speed, shout to the field!" .”

Si Jie looked at him and distanced himself slightly.

"Call 'speed'," Cen Zhuo said without squinting, "Hurry up!"

Si Jie didn't want to, he never yelled, but since he was Yuze's younger brother, he tugged on the emerald collar button: "Speed...speed!"

Immediately someone turned to look at him, Si Jie frowned and stared at him with a kind of shameful anger.

On the field, Zhu Yeliang's speed has increased. In the past, he always attacked with a big horse and a golden sword. Now that he has no main weapon, he has to change his strategy and make himself used to sneak attacks.

The meteor is fast, he is faster than the meteor, because it does not need neuron conduction, there is no delay in mechanical movement, and its size is smaller than the ghost card, which is a disadvantage as well as an advantage. His shadow is like a shadow in Dai Chong's field of vision, and he is not easy to attack, but as long as he The punch is the key.

Dai Chong couldn't take him down, and he didn't have the ultimate move to subdue Dai Chong. The two fell into a stalemate. They fought each other for 10 minutes without a winner, so they had to end in a draw.

The spectators felt that it was not enough, and shook their heads in twos and threes and walked out: "The peony lion is really dead."

"Without a knife or a cannon, I have held back the Jugui card for so long, anyway, I am convinced."

"If the Lion Tooth Knife is here, ten ghost cards are not enough to watch."

"That's right, it's a pity..."

Zhui Yeliang sadly left the field and walked alone to the rest area behind the training ground.

Cen Zhuo stood outside the arena with his pockets in his pockets. Dai Chong took off his card and jumped down dripping with sweat. When he saw him, he smiled and pulled the accessory: "Damn it, it's a tie."

He is very handsome, his body is full of hormones, and he waved at Cen Zhuo: "Come and rub it for me, my whole body hurts."

"It hurts." Cen Zhuo jumped into the arena, and took a massage cream specially designed for the imperial master to relieve muscle tension, "it's nothing serious at all."

"It's nothing? Come and try," Dai Chong acted a little coquettishly because of his young age, "His fists are so hard, he hits all the spots, I'm fucking holding back!"

Cen Zhuo squeezed the cream into his hands, rubbed it skillfully to warm it up, and asked lazily, "Where to rub it."

"Didn't you say it all, all over your body," Dai Chong turned around, showing him his wide back, with a big bloody mouth tattooed on it, with protruding fangs, and a long snake-like tongue wrapped around a sharp knife, "Shoulders , the root of the neck, all rubbed."

Cen Zhuo covered his hand and pushed it slowly from bottom to top. This is the kind of maintenance that only senior controllers can do. It can alleviate the muscle and nerve illusion caused by bone damage, and maintain the normal response of the body to external stimuli. When he was in Shenyang, he heard Never heard of it.

"I said, am I handsome or Peony Lion?" While enjoying himself, Dai Chong asked.

Cen Zhuo ignored him.

"I'm talking to you," Dai Chong turned his head impatiently, "this fight is for you."

Cen Zhuo snorted coldly: "What happened?"

"I didn't hit anything. Anyway, I did. Now everyone in Jianghan knows that I like you."

"For men," Cen Zhuo asked, "Aren't you hard to handle?"

Dai Chong was taken aback: "Who did you hear that from?"

"Don't care who said it," Cen Zhuo pressed hard along his spine, making him moan, "I'm already healed, I don't need you to coax me, just tell my brother."

Dai Chong turned around, his sweaty skin, undulating chest muscles, and dazzling hellfire tattoos were bright red and burned on his chest: "Didn't I make it quite clear, I'm fucking chasing you!"

Cen Zhuo let go.

Dai Chong was very shameless. He grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest, rubbing it slowly: "You don't have to be embarrassed, you have a fight with Peony and Lion, what's the point of finding someone younger."

Cen Zhuo pulled his hand, unable to move.

"It's up to them what they say, I don't care."

"I didn't play with him," Cen Zhuo said decisively, his voice was not loud, "Zhu Yeliang and I are inseparable."

Dai Chong was stunned, and clenched his hand: "What do you mean?"

Cen Zhuo raised his head: "What do you like about me?"

Dai Chong couldn't answer for a moment.

"I like that I have been abandoned, I am pitiful, right?"

Dai Chong was surprised, just a little bit.

"I like someone to rob you. You won Teshuang, right?"

Dai Chong swallowed his saliva, feeling that he was going to see through himself.

"You obviously like women, so why waste your time with me," Cen Zhuo pulled out his hand slipperily with all his strength, "I can't afford your game."

He turned around and walked out, Dai Chong became anxious and shouted: "Cen Zhuo!"

Cen Zhuo ignored him.

"I just like you like this. Say what you want, don't give me face, let me know how fucking bastard I am, I don't need anything, only you are missing!"

Cen Zhuo stopped at the door, turned around and said, "Don't come to me again."

He walked out, the sun was just right outside, the heat was at its peak, and when the autumn tiger passed, the summer would be over, and everyone was restless.

Gao Xiu and the others didn't watch the duel, because they didn't have permission to enter the annex building. Yuan Zhen and Jia Xibei went to visit Jianghan, and Gao Xiu came to the underground cell of the dyeing society building alone to see Bai Ruer.

The man sat on the ground, with long hair dragging, and seemed to be in deep thought.

Gao Xiu stood outside the cold iron fence, facing the monitoring equipment in operation directly above his head.

"I am coming."

Bai Ruoer looked at him, unusually calm, came over to hold his hand, that hand was colder than iron, but it held him tightly and was very powerful.

Gao Xiu looked into his eyes.

"I want to go out." Bai Ruer said.

Gao Xiu knew, but there was nothing he could do.

"No one will help me," Bai Ruoer avoided the monitoring and stroked his fingers, "except you."

Gao Xiu's chest seemed to be on fire, making him ready to move, wanting to fight for this person.

"We need allies," Bai Ruer leaned towards him, "Yuze or Cen Zhuo's enemies."

Gao Xiu leaned close to him and said in a low voice: "Zhu Yeliang is an undercover agent at the top of the dyeing company, do you know who it is?"

Bai Ruer shook his head.

"The undercover agent of the Lion Hall, didn't he tell you?"

Bai Ruer sighed in his ear: "All the cards in my hand were wiped out in the Jianghan decisive battle. That undercover agent Zhuyeliang must not belong to Lion Hall."

Gao Xiu was silent.

"Don't think about the undercover agent. No one can dig out the person Zhui Yeliang doesn't want to expose."

Gao Xiu hesitated again and again: "If I say this person is Tian Shaoshi, do you think it is possible?"

Bai Ruer was slightly surprised.

"Jia Xibei found the battle map against Jiang Han in his study."

Bai Ruer's eyes widened suddenly, the undercover agent was only responsible for delivering information, he would not and would not dare to do such things as tactical deduction, so Tian Shaoshi was not anyone's undercover agent, but someone who coveted the world of Yuze just like him.

The slender one-eyed lighted up, and Gao Xiu saw in it the ecstasy that seemed to have been poisoned, and the huge ambition that revived in an instant.

Volume 9 Welcome to the Sea