readx(); This difference makes the final winner between the two sides can only be Linton.

To exploit and to be utilized, it is a relationship and a cooperation.

Only valuable people will be used.

Harlan was gone, and the old man naturally lost his master.

But now the mystery can also be revealed, and the person who was captured by the surveillance in the last few seconds before the explosion was arranged by the old man.

It can be said to be a move by Bai Shang to blow the stars, or it can be said to be the old man's vote.

Betraying the original owner and looking for new sustenance is a strategy that many people hate.

And the old man has used this strategy many times, from the expulsion of Lady Vime Fatale, to the person who later became Hump, and then because of Hump's death, he was subdued by Harlan, and now again.

It's a long, long process, but it's also very hard.

If you can stay with one master for the rest of your life, who wants to run around!

It's a helplessness, but it's also a choice.

"Chief, Linton has asked us to meet outside the city. Louis's trench coat shook in the balcony breeze, making him look like a black cloud about to disperse.

"Linton!"

Wu Haoming muttered the name softly, and then asked, "Has Martin found it?"

"Not yet, but we found his bloody clothes in the river near the building, and I think he's still alive. ”

"Keep sending someone to look for him, and I want to see him come back safe and sound. Wu Haoming waved his hand and walked downstairs.

"Bang!

A knock on the door woke up the gray-bandaged man on the bed, his eyes blood-red, as if his head had been bloodshot by some kind of previous blow.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone at home!" a very short little girl rubbed her forehead outside the door.

She took a bunch of keys from her bag, tiptoed, and opened the door much higher than herself.

"Bang!"

As soon as she entered the room, the girl heard the sound of something hitting the ground.

She hurriedly closed the door, put down her schoolbag and ran to the bedroom.

"Why are you up? Mom said your injuries weren't healed!" the girl stared at the man with big eyes, and hurriedly helped the man up.

"Ahem!"

The man coughed incessantly, and blood oozed from the bandage on his chest.

He lay back on the bed and pointed to his mouth.

"Oh, are you thirsty?" said the little girl, who seemed to understand what the man meant, and brought a glass of water from the kitchen.

"Ahem!"

The man only took a sip and coughed violently.

The blood on his chest was oozing even harder, and the gray gauze was dyed crimson.

"Don't get up yet, I'll make you some hot porridge. The little girl set the cup aside and patted her chest as if confident.

The man didn't speak, just lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The ceiling is old, and there are already broken places in the corners.

There was already a large gap between the central pieces, which had been glued together.

There was a faint musty smell in the air, but it was quickly replaced by a pleasant aroma.

The man can't remember who he is, and his mind is a mess.

It was as if something had poked a hole in my lungs, and every breath felt hot.

The eyes are also very blurry, and there are always a few shadows dangling in front of them.

"Come, drink some porridge!" the little girl soon brought a bowl of white porridge with a few green leaves floating in it.

"Ahem!"

The man coughed twice and struggled to sit up.

The aroma of the porridge made the man's Adam's apple squirm up and down, and he trembled his arms to serve the porridge.

"I'll feed you!" the little girl saw the man's appearance and hurriedly fed the man with a spoon.

The man was weak, and after a few bites, sweat was already breaking out on his face.

However, the hot porridge makes the man's body a lot more comfortable, and his stomach feels a lot better.

"Click!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the little girl seemed to realize something and ran out cheerfully.

"Mom, you're back. "The one who entered the door was a woman dressed in a gray professional woman's outfit, with very light makeup, but she looked very beautiful.

"Is he awake?" the woman smelled the porridge in the air and immediately understood that the little girl might have cooked for herself.

"Yes, I just made some porridge for him to drink!" the girl nodded slightly.

"Xiao Ni, go to your room and do your homework first. The woman waved her hand and pushed the little girl away first.

"How are you feeling?" the woman straightened her hair and walked into the room where the man was.

"Ahem!"

The man coughed twice, but couldn't say a word.

He gasped twice, sweat streaming down his head.

"Don't move, your body is still very weak, let's rest for the time being!" the woman pressed the man back into the bed, turned and walked out of the room.

Several overlapping shadows flickered back and forth in the man's eyes, and although he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, he felt that the woman should be beautiful.

Beauty is a feeling, a cry from the bottom of the heart.

"What's the matter?, no appetite?" Linton wiped his mouth with a napple and looked at Wu Haoming.

"It's not that I have no appetite, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to go back after eating your meal!" Wu Haoming pursed his lips, just picked up the water and took a sip.

At the table, Linton and Wu Haoming each had a few dishes in front of them, steaks, soups, and salads.

It's a strange combination, Wu Haoming doesn't like Western food in the first place, and he has no appetite.

"Give this gentleman a 10 medium rare steak. When Linton saw that Wu Haoming didn't touch the things on the table, he knew that he might not like Western food.

"10 medium rare steak, first time I heard it. Wu Haoming's 10-minute rare steak was quickly served, and he was not polite, he grabbed it directly with his hands and took a bite.

"I'm really not interested in discussing Western food with you. Seeing Wu Haoming's eating appearance, Linton shook his head slightly, feeling as if it was a mistake to invite him to eat Western food.

"Did you come to me to share the results?" Wu Haoming ate the steak in a few bites, and wiped his mouth with a tablecloth.

"Haven't you already got the results?" Linton looked very puzzled, picked up the red wine and took a sip, as if he didn't understand what Wu Haoming meant.

"I ate the steak, but it's not over. Wu Haoming nodded slightly, poured the boiled water in the wine glass on the plate, and stirred it gently with a knife.

The oil floats up from the bottom of the water and separates from the water to become two substances.

"There's no need to be so stiff!"

Linton looked at Wu Haoming's movements and seemed to understand something: "When we first cooperated, I didn't promise to give you anything, why is it now that I want to give you something." ”

"Are you reasoning with me?" Wu Haoming hooked a smile at the corner of his mouth, the meaning was obvious, there was no reason at all.

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