Dedicated to spoiling young masters

010

"How...how did this happen?...it's not true..."

In the room with faint lights, Che Yan was so irritated by all the unacceptable words, the old wound on his chest seemed to start to twitch and ache secretly, his thoughts repeatedly intertwined and cracked in his head like numbness, under the dim light Trembling, the messy white quilt also trembled.

Alternating emotions of fear, heartbreak, and helplessness entangle this boy who has been ignorant for 14 years. All kinds of facts have almost broken his spirit. The brain doesn't even have room to switch.

Apart from fear, that expression was endlessly lethargic, the whole body curled up into a tight ball, and the moist lips were slightly opened in fear, gradually turning from the usual red to pale white.

Fang Donglin, who watched calmly, had a slightly dignified expression, but his movements were by no means gentle as usual, but with a strong wind, he waved and dragged the wretched Che Yan, who was muttering to himself, back to his body , forcefully imprisoned his hands on the head of the bed, then ruthlessly lifted his legs up, and the pale spring light could be clearly seen under the light.

Che Yan was pulled back a little by this action, his dark eyes widened suddenly, and he was even more frightened: "You... what are you going to do?"

Fang Donglin's indifferent eyes stared at the body of Zibai below him without saying a word, his cold eyes were as emotionless as deathly silence, his thin lips were deep and closed, and his streamer-like outline was full of icy flames, With a decidedly gloomy temperament, no one could see what was behind that cold and calm face.

Che Yan, who didn't hear any response, was terrified, and what he faced was something even more unimaginable. The exposed double mounds suddenly hit a cold and hot hard object, bringing touch the skin.

He knew exactly what that was.

Che Yan's face was completely pale, and his voice almost lost his voice: "Fang Donglin!!...!..."

Fang Donglin pulled back his trousers a little, and the burgeoning hard thing calmly and orderly rubbed back and forth at the folds that were twitching due to fear, but there was no trace of lust on his face | Prince Ling, but his bottomless eyes were fixed on every expression of Che Yan.

It seems to be observing, more like a calculated and indiscriminate observation...

"Take it away!! You..."

Accompanied by the roar of disgust and resentment, Che Yan seemed to have reached an almost chaotic peak, the pain in his chest was so intense that he couldn't breathe, as if the air in his nasal cavity had been sucked out all of a sudden.

He looked at the ceiling above his head that was dyed yellow and white by the light, he couldn't make a sound, his mind went blank...

Fang Donglin still didn't say a word, just stopped the movement of his lower body, his eyes turned sharply, as if waiting for a certain moment he wanted, he turned around and quickly took out a syringe in the drawer.

Aim at a blue blood vessel that burst out suddenly in Che Yan's chest and inject it, and the light blue liquid slowly enters the blood vessel as the syringe is pushed.

In a few seconds, the blood vessels disappeared, and Che Yan fell into a coma as if the power had been cut off suddenly.

Looking at the man who was covered in cold sweat but passed out peacefully, Fang Donglin's face evoked the most real emotions, melancholy, worry and guilt...

The cold thin lips spit out affectionate tenderness, fingers gently touched Che Yan's forehead, and gently brushed away the messy hair, but the same action added the heaviness and guilt that no longer existed in the past.

"It's better to lose your memory than to live in reality. I just want you to spend your life safely...I want you to live."

Indifferent words, accompanied by the deepest icy kiss, soft and gentle, even the movement of pulling the quilt was so gentle that there was no sound.

After the silence, An Mi's room made the final sound of closing the door, and all the cold breath was taken away one by one.

It was raining heavily outside, Fang Donglin stood on the balcony and looked at the green grass all around, his expression changed into dead silence.

It seems that he has forgotten everything. This is something he can force himself to do in his mind. It is the same as Che Yan who will forget everything after being injected with that injection of medicine. The memory is like a computer format, and the painful memories that should not be all deleted .

For Che Yan, ignorance is the best thing, all disturbances and fights have nothing to do with him.

From the moment he recognized him 14 years ago, Fang Donglin put all the undercurrents and chills on himself, and he just walked on the thorny road of being chased.

The most painful part of amnesia can only use this kind of mental blow, the gap between the extreme emotional instability, and the medicine mixed into his unique blood vessels, resulting in the radical deletion of those who do not want to face in the memory.

Although the method seemed cruel, it was only in this way that he could return to his former normality.

Fang Donglin didn't ignore the sound of the phone, which was softer than the sound of rain.

"Hey…"

Suddenly, a panted and flustered voice came from the phone: "'E', I'm sorry, but...but I really have to contact you."

"Say."

"The [Tour Sound] group in the United States suddenly acquired us forcibly! They are a world-class military group. I...I really can't think of a way to deal with it."

Che Dongyi frowned slightly with his beautiful sword eyebrows, and seemed to have thought of something, the [Tour Sound] Group... must have had contact with the Ruth Consortium.

"'E'?" Cui Jian anxiously asked for a solution on the phone.

"Since it's a compulsory acquisition, you can follow along. The company is all yours, and it's your business to do what you want."

There was a gasp of cold air on the phone: "But... but if this is the case..."

"Just remember one thing, I never showed up, you can survive."

"But...'E'...E..."

The hasty shouts in the telephone speaker were covered by the heavy rain, and the water flowing through the street washed away the inconspicuous black fuselage layer by layer, and the non-stop one-sided calls were drowned out, and then was completely covered by the following trucks. Run over, smashed into wreckage no one cares about...

Back in the living room, in the drawer of the mahogany coffee table, Fang Donglin took out another black mobile phone, which was exactly the same as the one he had just lost. He turned on the phone and dialed a number.

"E, you haven't contacted me for a long time, what's the big deal?" There was a relaxed smile on the phone.

Fang Donglin didn't intend to greet him, and said directly: "I want a marriage certificate."

There was a burst of unexpected tone: "You need to use a bull knife to kill a chicken??"

"A marriage certificate from Luxembourg."

After a brief pause, a surprised exclamation suddenly came from the phone: "If I understand correctly, you want a gay marriage certificate?"

"Up to three days, I will send you the information and address in a while."

"I say……"

Before he could complain, Fang Donglin hung up the phone and looked coldly at the white calla lily by the French window. The flower was standing gracefully and quietly in the emerald vase, as if heralding some turbulent atmosphere.

The following life is the beginning of the bloody storm.

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"Master Lu, someone brought it here."

Ruan Tong stood respectfully outside the door, with a shrewd middle-aged man in his forties behind him.

The whole mahogany floor shines majesticly under the sunshine through the high-grade mesh curtains, reflecting the tall and straight figure behind the high-grade white jade table top in the center.

"Come in." Lu Bingyu called softly, tapped his hand on the table, and didn't make any unnecessary movements because of the person coming.

The moment the middle-aged man was brought into the room, his shrewd expression suddenly lost a bit, and he became more cautious.

He knew very well that he was sent by the organization to replace someone's plane. When he was arrested at the airport, he knew that he had to deal with it more calmly, and he had to kill himself if necessary. This kind of interrogation should not be fruitful, after all, he knew too little , with his many years of espionage experience and wisdom, he should be able to get away easily.

While the man was thinking, the owner of the room didn't say a word, as if he knew his heart, waiting for him to finish his thinking, and for a moment, the seemingly small space seemed imposing.

"Master Lu..." Ruan Tong approached and raised his voice slightly.

Lu Bingyu never raised his eyelids from the beginning to the end, but handed a piece of paper under the blue book on the table to Ruan Tong, and said to the man standing below: "I have a math problem, you can leave if you solve it." gone."

Math question?The man was waiting for his various interrogations, and all the information about 'E' could be matched one by one, but he didn't expect that the legendary BOSS in front of him would ask him to do math problems without the slightest interest?After such a big battle, he was arrested just for a question?

"Please." Ruan Tong politely handed the paper to him.

Some numbers are simply printed on the high-quality paper, and it turns out to be mathematical multiplication upon closer inspection, but the number of digits multiplied is a bit long, 8 sets of 8-digit mathematical multiplication.

Which country is this kidding?This kind of problem that elementary school students can solve.

The middle-aged man took the paper and smiled contemptuously. Thinking about it, this was either a trap or some perverted form of torture, but since even Lu Bingyu himself made a promise, he could leave as long as he made it. It's not about playing hard to get, and thinking about it after you get away.

"Okay, please wait for me for a quarter of an hour." The man took the paper and said.

When he turned around and was about to start counting, Lu Bingyu, who had been reading with his head down, spoke again with a piercing question: "A quarter of an hour? How about this, one second, please tell me the answer now, after all, you just saw the question It’s less than half a minute, I’m not making things difficult for you.”

"!!!" The man suddenly lost all expression.

one second? 8-digit 8-factorial method? ——Lightning Mental Arithmetic! ?

Why didn't I think of this? How could a person like Lu Bingyu easily give people a chance? Could it be that 'E' can do lightning mental calculations?But even if you can do lightning calculations, this is not something that ordinary experts can calculate in a second. This is simply a challenge to the limit of brain power.

But this information is not known by anyone, and in fact no one has seen 'E' at all, and even less.

"Please tell me the answer!" Lu Bingyu asked again in an unchanging voice, and glanced at the man opposite him from the corner of his eye.

It seems that the pale-faced middle-aged man in front of him is not the 'E' he was looking for at all. Lu Bingyu pursed his lips and sighed inwardly. He really is a smart character, and such a secret ambush can turn back an army , You can also find a scapegoat in the fishing net.

"..." The middle-aged man's hand holding the paper was covered with cold sweat. Even if he was the most eloquent, he couldn't explain it at this moment. He just asked with the consciousness of death: "How do you know that 'E' can do lightning mental calculations?" ?”

"It seems that 'E' is more capable of employing people." Lu Bingyu raised his head with more interest, his perfect face carved with knives and axes, with the aura of a king who disdains everything, seems to be able to make everything under his feet.

The man was a little stunned overnight, and more of a shock. He just heard that the plenipotentiary of the Ruth Consortium was a very manly man, but he didn't expect him to be such an imposing person.

Lu Bingyu didn't care about his absence, but said lightly: "'E' told me himself, he will count."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly knelt down, bowed his head and whispered: "If you want, I hope I can do things for you."

"Although you are not stupid, heh..."

With a meaningful sigh, Lu Bingyu continued to look down at the things in his hands.

Ruan Tong, who understood, still took him out politely, but only made him disappear forever.