What is Zhong Ling for road warfare?

Bodyguards, tools, knives.

What about road battles for Zhong Ling?

Benefactor, lover, life.

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Love is not enough, I am lonely, and you disdain.

I finally gave up, and you itched again.

Chapter I

City B at the end of June, stormy and stormy.

In the dimly lit little room, Zhong Ling was half-leaning on the sofa, a little blood on the corner of her lips, and her honey-colored skin was covered with bloody scratches.

Her body trembled slightly, the wound on her right arm was bloody and blurry, and the pink flesh inside could even be seen under the cracked skin, which was shocking.

She reached for the wooden bar on the small table, opened her mouth to bite it tightly, and took the small dagger she carried with her from her side.

The glass shards in the wound pierced deeply, and she took the dagger and gently slid the surrounding flesh away, and the pain spread instantly.

Cold sweat was thick with the corners of her forehead, she threw away the dagger, relieved her breath a little, and then took the tweezers and reached into the wound, dragging out the large deformed fragment little by little, even the blood of the belt......

The whole process was very fast, Zhong Ling snorted heavily, and the sweat was already soaked all over his body.

She took hydrogen peroxide and rinsed the wound for half a minute, until there was no blood, and only the blood slowly flowed out, and then began to bandage it little by little.

"Buzzing" The mobile phone vibrated wildly in his pocket, Zhong Ling was afraid that there was something urgent, so he bit the unwrapped gauze with his mouth, took out the mobile phone and clamped it under his ear to answer.

Say. ”

"! You almost died today, you know, where did you die!"

If he hadn't seen the news, he would have been covered by her!

It's Shen Fei.

"I'm fine. Zhong Ling replied while carefully bypassing the gauze under his armpit.

When Shen Fei heard her words, he almost didn't blow up, "I said are you lacking heart, I'm really going to be angry with you!"

After speaking, he didn't seem to be deflated enough, and he cursed in a low voice, "Damn!"

Zhong Ling knotted the gauze with one hand, "Is there anything else?"

Shen Fei was annoyed by her salty and non-salty attitude, "What kind of ecstasy did the surnamed Lu give you to send him to death so desperately?!"

Zhong Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, and he reluctantly spoke, "I'll hang up first if it's okay." ”

Before Shen Fei could respond, she had already hung up the phone

Today was just an accident.

She raised her hand and took off the dirty, wet vest on her body, threw it on the ground, and forced herself to take a hot shower, until she lay on the bed and felt alive again.

The mobile phone shook twice at the head of the bed, she took it and looked at it, it was a family information, including the name of the children's school, the wife's work unit and a group photo of a family of three, followed by a sentence, [Manager Gao's matter should be dealt with as soon as possible. 】

Zhong Ling was a little tired, but he still replied to the message first, [received]

Her eyelids grew heavy, her consciousness drifted away, and she fell asleep.

In the dream, it was that rainy night.

The woman lay in the alley, blood gurgling down the wound on her chest and onto the ground, where it quickly merged with the rain.

Her body was getting colder and colder, and she felt like she was going to die here.

A tall figure holding a black umbrella at the entrance of the alley walked towards her step by step, stopped in front of her and slowly squatted down, and glanced at the dying man.

She grabbed his trouser leg and tried to speak, "Help, I'm ......"

A bolt of lightning exploded, and the alley was as bright as day, and the shadow frowned slightly, and said softly, "Dirty." ”

As he spoke, he had withdrawn his feet, stood up, and looked at Zhong Ling condescendingly, "I can save you, but you have to die for me in the future." ”

After he finished speaking, his lips moved again, and the thunder and rain were loud as if they were about to break people's hearts, but she still heard the words clearly, he said.

"I'm a road fight. ”

Chapter II

Zhong Ling went out early the next morning.

According to the information that Lu Zhan gave her yesterday, she went to school, and soon after, Manager Gao's wife and children appeared at the school gate.

Zhong Ling took out his mobile phone and took a short video, which was in an excellent position and had clear picture quality.

It was the peak time for students to go to school, and early in the morning, the voices were noisy and annoying.

She quickly finished the shooting, put away the phone, and there was already a layer of sweat in her palms, and she habitually lowered her head.

The hustle and bustle of a big city is always uncomfortable.

I got in the car and drove all the way to the Detention Center in District X.

She didn't say anything, just showed the video to Manager Gao, and his face was like ashes, and his initial arrogance turned into a gesture of begging.

Zhong Ling got the answer he wanted.

Manager Gao's mistake is that he really treats Lu Zhan as an ordinary businessman.

Zhong Ling left the police station, she sat in the car and lit a cigarette, the smoke filled in front of her, with an indescribable look on her face.

The mobile phone was buzzing in his pocket, and Secretary Song said that there was a drinking party in the evening, and she needed to attend with her entourage.

In the end, he specially instructed, "Mr. Lu said that he wanted you to dress more beautifully." ”

Zhong Ling was stunned, obviously not knowing what the concept of this beautiful one was.

He had never asked her to do that.

Zhong Ling rarely dresses up, firstly, there is no need, and secondly, he has no interest, and he is used to facing the sky.

She was embarrassed, and Secretary Song said again, "So according to Mr. Lu's instructions, I will take Miss Zhong to dress up a little." ”

……

Sure enough, Lu Zhan also knew that she was not that material.

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Everything was ready, and it was almost time for the reception, so Zhong Ling went directly to the reception site.

She glanced through the door and into the hall, the crowd was stirring, and before she could enter, a piece of dampness was already oozing from her palms.

Although she has been in City B for more than a year, she still can't adapt to the crowded environment.

Zhong Ling stood at the door, hesitated for a long time, in a dilemma.

The phone vibrated in her hand, and she glanced at it, it was a road battle, [Is it here?].

Zhong Ling clenched his hands and turned back, [immediately].

Struggling to hold her mind steady, she pushed the door open, the music in the hall was soft, everyone was talking in low voices, and no one noticed her.

She looked around, and saw Lu Zhan at the front of the hall, he was wearing a well-tailored suit, his tall figure stood proudly, and there was an indescribable coldness between his eyebrows, which seemed difficult for anyone to approach.

After a while, several people gathered around, sometimes pushing glasses and changing glasses, sometimes picking lips and smiling.

Even standing in such a group of top-notch people, he is still the most eye-catching one.

Lu Zhan had also discovered her, and after a while, he walked over from the front, he glanced at Zhong Ling, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and then he quickly recovered.

Zhong Ling greeted in a low voice, "Mr. Lu." Then he added, "Manager Gao's matter has been resolved, and he won't talk nonsense." ”

Lu Zhan hummed, without words, looking at her makeup at this moment.

Her makeup is clean, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and the lipstick on her mouth is retro red, which makes her facial features bewitching.

Zhong Ling is actually the kind of more charming look, it's okay not to use powder, but it's very attractive when you dress up a little.

She was dressed in a small black dress, with a straight neckline, revealing rounded shoulders, just covering the wound, with neat short hair combed behind her ears, and an indescribable style between her eyebrows.

Zhong Ling looked a little timid, looked down at the tip of his shoe, and asked in a low voice, "Is it strange?"

She meant dressing up.

Lu Zhan looked away, took a glass of wine from behind her, and asked in a deep voice, "Who chose the clothes?"

"Secretary Song......" then asked uncertainly, "It's ugly?"

He looked at her like this, shouldn't it be because she was good-looking?

Lu Zhan skipped past her and said lightly, "Hmm." ”