Lu Yingyi felt that Zhuo Yang should be angry, but he was a little unsure, because Zhuo Yang was too gentle now.

The two of them are having sex in the bed of the hotel, doing the kind of ecstasy that makes people swoon. Zhuo Yang's sturdy body hugged him tightly, twitching in his body one after another. Every blow is slow, but every blow is deadly, because every blow is in the position where it needs to be killed.

Lu Yingyi was soaked with sweat all over his body, hugging Zhuo Yang's sturdy back, and moaning a Xiao Yiyi, who had ejaculated several times, couldn't shoot anything anymore and lay there exhausted, but Zhuo Yang was still working tirelessly inside him, like a hard-working old ox, who could plow the ground until he was old with a random command.

Lu Yingyi experienced another wave of high tides, panting and his whole body trembled. Zhuo Yang stopped, as if to give him some time to rest. Lu Ying relieved himself for a long time and said, "But, it's okay, there is something to do tomorrow." "Tomorrow is not an official competition, but there will be a similar opening ceremony, when all the participating security companies will appear, and the content of this competition will be announced in public.

Zhuo Yang stretched out his hand to pry away a strand of wet hair stuck to Lu Yingyi's forehead with sweat, and asked softly, "Uncomfortable?"

"It's very comfortable...... Lu Ying thought to herself, but she was a little too comfortable. In the past, Confucius climbed Mount Tai and was small in the world, Lu Ying felt that he was cold and indifferent to Zhuo Yang all over the world, as for him was the one below, Mr. Lu never felt any shame, anyway, he said that he was Zhuo Yang, and Zhuo Yang didn't dare to say a word.

Zhuo Yang smiled and lowered his head and kissed Lu Yingyi on the mouth: "Then continue." As he spoke, he twitched again.

Lu Yingyi was sure that Zhuo Yang was really angry this time, and he was angry with Lan Rong. He groaned and protested: "Blue ...... Lan Rong's business is not mine...... My fault, what did you give birth to...... Gas. ”

Zhuo Yang continued to say to him: "I'm not angry. He paused and said, "I'm proud." ”

Lu Yingyi: "......" Lu Ying understood what Zhuo Yang meant in a second, you Lan Rong desperately wanted to catch up with the person who was pressed by me every night to brew the sauce! If Lu Yingyi had the strength now, he really wanted to kick Zhuo Yang out of bed. His leg was still slightly raised, and then he was discovered by Zhuo Yang, and then this guy lifted one of his legs up a lot more in that position, and inserted it deeply with the side back position.

Lu Yingyi was simply miserable. He never knew that sex could actually be a punishment, but this kind of punishment was so comfortable that he couldn't resist. Lu Yingyi now finally understands that those allusions to "the king never reigns early" are really true, if Zhuo Yang keeps going, he will probably really continue to do it with him while suffering and joy, until he dies.

Lu Ying stared at Zhuo Yang's face for a long time, and finally scolded hatefully in his heart: "Little goblin!"

Zhuo Yang: "......"

Zhuo Yang: "What did you say?" Looking up, Lu Yingyi was already so tired that he fell asleep. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, hugged Lu Yingyi tightly, and sprinted quickly dozens of times in his body, Zhuo Yang was finally released. Pulling his little brother out of Lu Yingyi's body, Zhuo Yang "snapped" off the condom, threw it into the trash, and then hugged Lu Yingyi to scrub him.

Angry with Lan Rong?

Of course not. Zhuo Yang thought that he had everything that Lan Rong had worked hard to pursue but couldn't get, as for Lan Rong's insult to Lu Yingyi before, he wouldn't vent it in such a weak way as being angry, since Lan Rong came to the door by himself, then it would be good to kill him.

Zhuo Yang packed up everything, carried Lu Yingyi to the bed, then sat down at the table, and silently began to prepare for tomorrow.

At half past six in the morning, most of the people in the hotel woke up, and some had even begun to prepare and leave for the venue. Lu Yingyi was still sleeping.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the people who were kept every day were basically cleaned up, and they went down to eat breakfast with a smile, passed by the door of the two bosses, and knocked on the door. Zhuo Yang opened the door and saw Zhao Yuan's ever-endearing smiling face.

"Second boss, do you want to bring you some breakfast?"

Zhuo Yang nodded: "Bread steamed buns, fried noodles, and add a few eggs." ”

“OK.”

At half past seven in the morning, Lu Yingyi finally moved slightly, and he muttered a vague word in his mouth, as if "Oh, where are the goblins running", Zhuo Yang glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Lu Yingyi finally woke up. He stared at the ceiling for a moment, then jumped to his feet.

"Ouch. Holding his waist, Lu Ying screamed miserably, and returned to the bed in a "big" shape. Zhuo Yang stood up and was about to step forward to help him, when he heard Lu Yingyi shout, "Stop, you stand still for me!"

Zhuo Yang really stood there without moving, and after a while, Lu Yingyi said, "Don't come here", slowly got up from the bed again, and then slowly moved to the side of the bed, got off the ground, and slowly straightened up.

"Indulge in the killing of people. He muttered softly, a grim look on his face.

Zhuo Yang smiled, smiling so hard that he showed a mouthful of white teeth. Lu Yingyi looked at his virtue and really wanted to cut him, other people's families were fascinated by goblins, they were all fascinated by some charming fox spirits, he was good, and found a tiger elf...... Lu Yingyi sighed again and again in his heart, he is still one year older than Zhuoyang, and his status in the company is higher than him, is it really good to be eaten to death like this?

Zhuo Yang saw that Lu Ying's face was blue and purple for a while, and seemed to think it was funny, so he stared at him intently, but he really didn't move. After a while, Lu Yingyi reacted by himself and asked, "What time is it?"

Zhuo Yang said, "Half past eight." ”

Lu Ying screamed "ah", couldn't care about anything else, and quickly ran into the bathroom to wash. The opening ceremony was held at nine o'clock, and it looked like it was going to be late.

Lu Yingyi was ping pong in the bathroom, and said angrily: "I knew there was going to be a meeting, why didn't you wake me up earlier!"

Zhuo Yang had already packed everything, and at this time, he carried a bag of breakfast, walked to the door of the bathroom and stood up, and said something with a smile. Lu Yingyi was washing his face, and he didn't hear the faucet clearly, he turned off the faucet, raised his head and asked, "What did you just say?"

"You asked me why I didn't wake you up sooner," Zhuo Yang said, "because I'm a little goblin." ”

Lu Ying screamed, and fell out on the ground in a daze.

In the end, the two bosses who were in danger every day finally stepped on the line and went to the base safely. Standing in the dense crowd phalanx, the lineup of only eight people in the daily security looked very pitiful, Leo twisted his neck to look left and right, and finally came to the conclusion: "We are probably the worst." Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Li Yanyan, and jumped in place with his feet in place.

Li Yanyan said: "There are not many soldiers. ”

Fang Liwen said: "I heard that this competition is a team competition, there should always be a corresponding rule, otherwise there is no need to compare, it must be a company with good weapons and many people to win." ”

Lu Yingyi said: "Taking the past Dafengshan Martial Arts Conference as an example, there is indeed a limit on the number of people, and most of the number of people who can participate in a dart game is controlled at the minimum configuration of a dart team. ”

The concept of a dart team may have no concept for the previous daily security people, but after the urgent strengthening training of Yan Pavilion Ye and Li Jingshu, they are no longer familiar with the cultural knowledge of those ancient dart games.

Zhao Yuan said: "The minimum configuration of a dart team is 1 dart head, 1 deputy dart head, 1 big guy in front of the spring, 4 dart masters who escort the dart car, and 1 young man in charge of the back of the palace, just 8 people. ”

Lu Yingyi said: "Yes, if we come according to that standard, our manpower is still enough." ”

Zhuo Yang asked, "What about weapons?"

Lu Ying paused for a moment, and then said: "The last Dafeng Mountain Martial Arts Conference was still at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and that conference was not so much a meeting of friends with martial arts, but a discussion meeting where everyone discussed how to protect our rivers and mountains at a critical juncture, so it didn't go to the last team competition." Before that, it was basically the world of cold weapons, and since it was a martial arts meeting, there was naturally a rule that ended up with a point, unlike now......"

Unlike now, hot weapons have become the standard configuration of security companies, and even Cai Zhilin's HF&C company has almost brought over the armament configuration of a company-formed troops. Not to mention the preservation of this kind of shrimp every day, even the famous big companies such as Fuxing, Tianquan, and Xingwang are very wary of them. What's more, this time the selection competition is actually life and death, Lu Yingyi knows that he is gambling with his partners who are preserving every day this time, and he can only win and not lose a game or even have a little loss, because the outcome of this gamble is either 1 or 0, even if it is a dead person, it is a failure for Lu Yingyi, and it is unacceptable! He has to rely on these people, relying on some people who are not dart masters in the past, and have not even fought, touched a gun, has killed people, and people from all walks of life from all walks of life in Tiannan, Haibei and Haibei have gone to break through the ghost gate together.

Will it win?

If you ask yourself like this, then there will be endless speculations and speculations born from speculation, so as to hesitate, and then doubt, and then lose before fighting, so Lu Ying strangled this question in his heart. There is no question of whether or not to win, only how to win! Only how to kill one opponent after another and protect each of his team members, these are what Lu Yingyi needs to think about now.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, with some exclaiming, others unaware of what was happening and whispering questions to their companions. People turned their heads to look in the direction of the commotion, these dart masters and security personnel were highly trained, so the formation was very neat, and many people turned their heads to form a wave, pushing one way near and far, and then another wave pushing from the other side from far and near.

There were people walking through this "ocean," like the prophet Moses parting the Red Sea, and the crowd moved to both sides with these people as a boundary. Lu Ying turned his head to look, and just saw a person walking over with a dart flag in his hand.

It was obviously a very ancient flag, the bottom of the banner was embroidered with the white characters of slaughter, one side was written with the word "dart", and on the other side were two names "Ningyuan" that had been forgotten by the world for hundreds of years. Lan Rong just held high this flag that had been cut, fell, and buried, and walked over solemnly and solemnly, not listening to the whispers of the people around him, ignoring those disdainful or curious or dazed eyes, he walked through the crowd, as if he came from that rainy night four hundred years ago, from the execution ground of the autumn wind killing, from the broken Ningyuan dart game, every step was so heavy, every step was so proud!

At this moment, even Lu Yingyi couldn't help but have a tragic feeling in his heart, people die and the flag does not fall, and the sword breaks the dart constantly, it is this spirit that inspires countless dart masters to rely on this arrogance, ambition, courage, and strength on the dart road for hundreds of years. At this moment, Lu Ying felt that the Ningyuan Dart Bureau, which had been seized and declined by the imperial court, came to life again, shook its broken body, and supported its proud backbone from the ruins! At this moment, even Zhuo Yang couldn't help but straighten his posture and seriously looked at the flag approaching.

At this time, only Zhang Xuebi said softly: "Worse than us." ”

"Huh?" Lu Yingyi and the others looked in the direction of Zhang Xuebi's finger, and found that Lan Rong was only followed by a total of four people, and the Ning Yuan dart game of five people was indeed worse than them.