"He should find a professional doctor for his injuries." Wanxi was so dizzy that she just wanted to sit and rest.

The waiter reminded her, "It's not convenient for the young marshal to go out or invite someone. ”

Only then did he remember that Duan Boqing had "offended" the Black Dragon Society, and any rash move would lead to assassination.

Wanxi propped up the table and staggered to her feet, "I see." ”

"You're alright." The waiter wanted to help her.

She waved her hand and excused herself, "I can do it, you can lead the way." ”

The whole process of returning to the basement was like getting drunk and splintering.

When I walked to the door by the wall, I couldn't even remember how I got here.

In the bedroom, Duan Boqing was talking to Ning Cang.

Ning Cang said: "Wu Yougang shot Brownie in the leg, which can be regarded as a lesson for him." ”

"That greasy wine merchant has long been unpleasant to look at him." Duan Boqing said coldly.

Ning Cang knew Duan Boqing's murderous temperament very well, "Then did him?" ”

"Put on a sack and throw it into the Huangpu River." Duan Boqing said ruthlessly.

This move can be described as killing two birds with one stone, not only slaughtering Brownie.

also implicated Wu Yougang in this matter, after all, Wu Youkui said in front of so many people that he would send Brownie into the Huangpu River.

Duan Boqing suddenly said, "Since you're here, why don't you come in." ”

"I ...... I'm afraid it will disturb your conversation. Wanxi walked out of the base of the wall and looked at him cautiously.

She had a shoe print from brownie in the circles under her eyes and a scar on her eyebrow bone.

There were bruises on his arms, and his legs hidden under his dance clothes were unsteady and shivering.

His eyes were like frightened fawns, and he didn't dare to look at his face.

Duan Boqing just listened to what Ning Cang said, and he didn't feel anything.

Seeing her so embarrassed, my heart broke at once.

He whispered, "Chop brownie into minced meat." ”

"My subordinates will do it." Ning Cang smelled the smell of danger and wisely retreated.

Wanxi was naturally afraid of the monsters and evil spirits in the Shura Dao, and his sinister gaze also frightened Wanxi.

After a moment's pause, he walked up to him tremblingly.

She got down on one knee, "I...... I'll help you change the dressing, it may hurt a little. ”

"Do you hurt?" He obediently rolled up his trousers and let her examine the wound.

She opened the medicine box and swallowed dryly, "It hurts." ”

"Deliberately beaten?" He cupped her chin.

Tears rolled in her eyes, "Aang." ”

"Backbone, but also smart." He praised her.

I originally heard that she danced intimately with people, and I had a thunderous anger in my heart.

But Brownie's beating completely wiped out his anger.

He felt sorry for her, and he was willing to tolerate her.

Wanxi disinfected his wound with alcohol, "It's a stupid idea." ”

"But it works." He seemed to be complimenting her.

Wanxi carefully applied the medicine and whispered, "You are a little different today." ”

"Make a good impression on you." He seemed to know something, and his cold gaze stared at her.

Even if she didn't look up, she could feel the goosebump-inducing cold eyes, "I think you should have guessed that this is how I will deal with it." ”

"Hmph." He snorted.

If you didn't guess that she would take a salary, how could you be willing to let her dance with others.

He......

He hadn't danced with her.

She wandered as she was bandaged, waiting for him to ask her about dancing with the "unknown" masked man.

But he never said anything, but led her to be uneasy.

She looked for a topic, "You're recovering well from your wounds." ”

"Thanks to you for medicating." He looked at her with his face in his hands.

looks clear and serious.,A bit like a young man here.。

Wanxi was frightened, frightened by his abnormality, "Why did you suddenly ......"

"I want to cherish you, can't I?" He grinned, baring two rows of diamond-like teeth at her.

Such a cheerful and bright smile would appear on the face of this great demon.

Wanxi was frightened, "Okay, okay...... Okay, I ...... "How can I be qualified to care about you!!"

"Move a stool, you've got a wound." He said.

She was just about to help him change the dressing for the gunshot wound on his shoulder, "Thank you, young marshal, really." ”

"If I had been so gentle from the beginning, wouldn't you hate me so much?" He looked at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

She had to dodge, and he kept chasing.

She could only nod, "That's for sure, no one likes it...... People who don't like negative measurements. ”

"It was me who was bad before, and it scared you." He leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed and enjoying her gentle touch.

She was happy to accept his change, "It's okay, there's a reason for being so paranoid." ”

"Tonight, sleep next to me." He spoke hard, then opened his eyes to look at her.

She withdrew her hand and dodged back, "You...... You ......"

"Afraid I'll eat you?" Ignoring the injury on his leg, he forced himself to stand up and twisted her emaciated cheek.

She was angry at the wound on his leg, but the force was very small, "Please respect yourself." ”

"I'm just not used to sleeping alone, and I want you to be with me, besides......" he twisted her back into the wheelchair and sat back on it, "You still have to keep this face and go to the Hong Gang to complete my plan." ”

"It's always bad for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room." She rubbed her face and gasped in pain.

Duan Boqing didn't pinch it heavily, but he pinched her bruise.

Duan Boqing saw her painful gaze, his eyelids jumped a few times, and he resolutely picked up the phone and called the next room, "Bring an ice pack." ”

After a while, ice packs were delivered.

He brought the mirror and asked Wanxi to apply ice to herself.

The effect of the ice compress is not immediate, but the face is numb and less painful.

He tossed the mirror aside and beckoned Wanxi over, "Come here." ”

"Dry ...... Why. She came to him, uncomfortable.

He carried a sinister aura to his fingertips and slowly swirled around her bruises, "With color on your face, how can you help me do things?" ”

Half an hour later, look in the mirror again.

In the mirror, her skin was as white as snow, and there was no blemish at all.

"Hurt ...... All right? She was amazed.

As if he had spent a lot of energy, he closed his eyes and slumped in his wheelchair, "Carry me to bed." ”

"I hug?" Wanxi refuses in her heart.

He moved his index finger and shook his thumb, "Look at me now, do you have the strength to go to bed by yourself?" ”

"Your physique doesn't seem to be suitable for using the power of the evil qi in your body." Wanxi took a deep breath and got him to the bed.

His cold hand grabbed her wrist and prevented her from leaving, "You call this power evil qi?" ”

"I screamed myself, I should have ...... What should it be called? She asked him.

He said, "My people call this power, holy power. ”

"It's really going to put gold on the face." She whispered.

Far from being angry, he was amused, "No one will classify themselves as evil, and the existence in the Shura Dao is the same. ”

"Then why did you come out of the Shura Dao?!" Wanxi asked him curiously.

He was silent for a long time before he said slowly, "What do you think?" You'll feel like I'm crawling out of the Shura Path. ”

"Yes, you are the son of Duan Dashuai, you should not be a monster." Her eyes seemed to be brighter than usual on a full moon night.

Even if a Gu worm seals the spiritual root, it can be seen clearly.

Duan Boqing's soul seemed to be unusually heavy with evil energy, but his body was the "weak" body of an ordinary person.

The so-called weakness does not mean that his body is not burly enough, but that when the fragile green leaves are compared with stones, the word weak is just used.

The human body is really weak compared to the bodies of those monsters in the Shura Dao.

He said in a very nasal voice, "I can't use that power, because my body is too weak to withstand the holy power, and if I use it too much, I will be exhausted, and if I use it too much, I will die." ”

"Why are you telling me?" She lowered her head and covered her ears, she really didn't want to hear Duan Boqing's weakness.

From now on, they will be enemies, and he now takes the initiative to tell her.

Sometime......

There's no guarantee that she'll hurt him with what she hears today, but she doesn't like to be like that.

He trusted her and told her.

Duan Boqing opened his eyes, his eyes were soft and peaceful, "If you use my weakness to deal with me in the future, I admit it." ”

"......," she was speechless.

Sometime......

Does she even have a future?

Was it a slip of the tongue for a while, or did he really have the idea of letting her go?!

Duan Boqing turned sideways and turned his back to her, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Wanxi never believed him, but tonight she inexplicably believed him.

Even if he is scheming, fickle and suspicious.

The next day, it was drizzling in the morning.

At 7:50, it was sunny.

The sky was as blue as a wash, as soft as the enamel inlaid on the surface of some chiming clocks.

Duan Boqing shook off his bulky wheelchair and got into the car on crutches.

Wanxi changed into a sportswear and sat next to him.

"Playing tennis together today, there are Shi Yan, Hong Zicheng, Ai Yulin, and it seems that there are a few female dependents." Duan Boqing introduced while smoking.

Wanxi repeated the three words of Ai Yulin, "Ai Yulin...... Sounds familiar, huh? Is Ai Yulin the nephew of the president's family? ”

Ai Yulin is amazing, he is the only male in the Ai family now.

There is only one Ai Yuxiu in the president's family, and the president is more single-minded, and his wife has not had anything else to do over the years and is not in a hurry.

"The president is such a nephew, Ai Yulin has a good relationship with the Hong Gang, and he is a brother to Hong Zicheng." Duan Boqing looked out the window, and he had a plan in his heart.

Ai Yulin is now the No. 1 person in Shanghai, holding the division headquarters of the Eighth and Tenth Central Army.

However, he has not yet married a wife, and rarely lingers in places of sex.

I heard that I recently bought some record discs, all of which are tunes that Duan Fengqing has tasted.

Because they came early, no one else came.

The tennis court was empty, except for the guards standing guard at the door.

The guard saw them coming and opened the door.

Special rackets and balls were brought in, and two cartons of drinks were prepared.

Duan Boqing threw away his crutches and asked Wanxi, "Do you know how to play tennis?" ”

"You hit first, I'll watch." Wanxi didn't know how to fight, but she didn't want to be ridiculed by Duan Boqing.