"You ......" Lin Yiran's face turned red, and her face was a little angry.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think this will attract the butler's attention even more, and just walking past like this, he might think that we are ordinary classmates." Ye Xiangdong said weakly.

Lin Yiran looked at Ye Xiangdong with sharp eyes for about 3 seconds, and found that he really didn't seem to have any wrong thoughts, so he sighed: "It's better for me to hold your arm." ”

In this way, Ye Xiangdong was a little speechless, and said in his heart: I can't hold your waist, you can accept it if you hold my arm?

Of course, Ye Xiangdong only criticized it a little in his heart, and he was absolutely obedient to Lin Yiran's words.

At that moment, Ye Xiangdong puffed up his chest and stretched out his arm gentlemanly, waiting for Lin Yiran's blue lotus to climb up.

Lin Yiran glanced at Ye Xiangdong, hesitated, and finally took Ye Xiangdong's arm, only to feel red and red.

She had never been in contact with a person of the opposite sex like this, and if she hadn't wanted him to pretend to be her boyfriend, she wouldn't have done that.

Ye Xiangdong's mood is also very nervous now, his face is red, and his heart is beating faster.

In the previous life, he and Lin Yiran were boyfriend and girlfriend, but they rarely held hands, in this life, strictly speaking, the Lin Yiran in front of him is no longer the one before, supporting her, how can she be calm and chic?

The moment he felt Lin Yiran's little hand gently tugging at his sleeve, Ye Xiangdong's whole person trembled slightly, this kind of skinless kiss, but hazy contact, made Ye Xiangdong very embarrassed.

"Gone." Ye Xiangdong said softly, then took a step forward and walked forward.

After taking a few steps forward, Ye Xiangdong felt a lot of pressure, due to the nervousness, the pace of the two remained inconsistent, and it was inevitable that their bodies would be close together.

"Miss-" At this time, Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, waved to Lin Yiran in front of the black car, and at the same time stopped for a moment on Ye Xiangdong's body with a surprised look.

Ye Xiangdong hurriedly broke free from Lin Yiran's hand, looked at the housekeeper Uncle Zhao, and looked empty-hearted, of course, the expression on his face was pretended.

Although he hasn't enjoyed it yet, Ye Xiangdong at this moment is not carried away by his own desires, and the space left for Zhao Bo's imagination is the most important thing.

In Uncle Zhao's suspicious gaze, Ye Xiangdong Gong sent Lin Yiran into the car, and then left a sentence: "Yiran, remember to miss me tonight." ”

Lin Yiran's little face turned crimson, and he glanced at Ye Xiangdong angrily, but because of the presence of the housekeeper Uncle Zhao, he nodded shyly, and then turned his head to the side.

Uncle Zhao opened his mouth wide and stared wildly, like a goldfish in a fish tank, surprised.

"Uncle Zhao, let's go." Lin Yiran said angrily, glancing at Ye Xiangdong.

"Alas!" Uncle Zhao finally came back to his senses, withdrew his eyeballs, looked at Ye Xiangdong in surprise, then at Lin Yiran, and finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got into the car and left.

On the road.

"Miss, the man just now ......" Uncle Zhao looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"It's a very ordinary classmate of mine, Uncle Zhao, don't think about it." A sly smile appeared on Lin Yiran's face, she knew that Uncle Zhao had already taken the bait, and next, she was waiting for him to tell her father the news.

"Ordinary? I don't think so, although I am old and dizzy, I am not blind. Uncle Zhao muttered in his heart.

Seeing Lin Yiran leave, Ye Xiangdong put away his smile, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and next, it was time for him to dispose of Chen Sheng.

After getting Chen Sheng's hiding place from the members of the Tianhe Council, Ye Xiangdong went to a cellar far away from H City.

This cellar was originally used by the people to store food during the Qing Dynasty, and now, it has long been abandoned.

The environment here is damp and the light is dark, Chen Sheng is abandoned here, and the broken leg bone cannot be healed, for him, it is an endless pain, and next to Chen Sheng, is his unconscious uncle.

Seeing Ye Xiangdong coming in, the two members of the Tianhe who were guarding him respectfully shouted Brother Dong.

Ye Xiangdong nodded, not bothering to look at Chen Sheng who was tied up by five flowers on the ground.

"Zhengyang, please let me go, let me get out of here, I promise not to trouble you again in the future, I ......"

Before Chen Sheng's words were finished, Ye Xiangdong showed a faint smile on his face, and looked at Chen Sheng: "Actually, your guarantee is very cheap for me, but if we know each other, I can not kill you, but whether you can survive in the end depends on your own creation." ”

Speaking of this, just as Chen Sheng's face was happy, Ye Xiangdong showed a wicked smile on his face: "I let you go in this place, if you can get out, it will be your creation!" ”

With that, Ye beckoned to the east and left with the two members of the TRW.

"Zhengyang, I beg you to let me go, Zhengyang, Zhengyang...... You don't want to die well-" Chen Sheng's hysterical roar came from the cellar, Ye Xiangdong ignored it, just raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky.

He used to think that he was very humble, so in the last life, he swallowed his anger and was finally killed by Chen Sheng, a traitor, but in this life he no longer endures.

A puddle of mud, still able to face the vast sky, I am political, why not?

At this moment, a dragon soared up, which is bound to turn this river called a bustling city upside down.

A week later, Chen Sheng and his uncle starved to death in the cellar, and like the rats, cockroaches and other insects inside, they were spurned and spurned and died, and no one cared about them!

This may be the best outcome for Chen Sheng, and it is also the most suitable ending for Ye Xiangdong that he can think of.

As a divine beast, Xiao Hei also said that if a scum like Chen Sheng continues to live in the world, he will only harm more people.

However, Ye Xiangdong's heart still couldn't let go, after all, he killed someone, and it was the first time.

Three days later, Ye Xiangdong went up the mountain and visited an unknown mountain monk in H City.

This mountain monk is very funny, and different from the monks in ordinary temples, because he is a monk who has broken his vows and has killed people.

Ye Xiangdong had long heard of this person's name, and 10 years ago, he stabbed a gangster brother who was infected with hundreds of lives in H City and was powerful, was wanted, and finally hid in this mountain wilderness.

Because he killed bad people and benefited mankind in disguise, the people were reluctant to provide information to the relevant departments, so far, 10 years later, he is still living a prosperous life.

"Master, I heard that you killed someone 10 years ago, do you feel a trace of guilt in your heart?" In the pavilion, Ye Xiangdong sat on his knees with the monk of Shanye and opened his mouth to ask.

"Sin? No, if you kill one person, you can save a hundred people, why don't you kill it? The monk of Shanye looked kind-eyed, smiling, and had the demeanor of a master in the world, and what made Ye Xiangdong strange was that this person did not shy away from talking to others about killing people 10 years ago.

"I also killed someone, that person is very sinful, but my state of mind is not as open-minded as the master, and it is difficult to let go." Ye Xiangdong sighed.

"People in the world kill chickens, is to eat, is a sin, if the old man kills all the chickens in the world, bear all the sins, there will be no more man-made killing, 10 years ago, I killed the donor, is to free him, so that he does not create sin again, if allowed, the old monk I would rather hold a butcher's knife in my hand, to save the world, the Buddha said, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Don't you regret a good butcher's knife in his hand to save the world?" Ye Xiangdong asked, he felt that the old monk had entered the demon path.

But why not? If you don't become a Buddha, you become a demon, a Buddha is born from the heart, and a demon is born from the heart.

"Regrets? I repent every day, but if I let the old man make another choice, history will not change. The old monk clasped his hands together, "Little donor, please go back, you have found your own answer." ”

Ye Xiangdong nodded and left.