882 Who Is Modesty? I don't know
Mu Chen and Sofina boarded the plane to Italy together.
At the same time, Li Tingchen, Watson, and Yege are about to fly to New York on Li Tingchen's private jet.
As a senior agent, Luo Luo strongly asked to go together before they set off, but was directly rejected by the three men, this is a tough battle that no one knows what the consequences will be, this time to go, no one knows what awaits them.
It's not even possible to say for sure if or when I'll be able to come back.
The plane took off, leaving a white light in the darkness of the night, and then completely disappeared.
Li Tingchen personally piloted the plane, Watson sat next to him as an assistant, in order to ease the atmosphere, Watson quipped, "Local tyrant, why didn't you say it earlier if you have a private jet?" I borrowed it for a ride around the world. β
Li Tingchen looked at the heading electronic board with his eyes engrossed, and his deep gaze seemed to be about to see through the night directly, "I don't think it's necessary to make a special statement about such an obvious thing." β
That means, isn't it a matter of course that I, Nicholas Lee, have a private jet? Do you need him to tell him? Are you kidding?
Watson carefully observed the flight situation, he didn't dare to be careless, this flight, it must be foolproof, "Brother-in-law, be humble, it's not good for you to be like this." β
"Humility? That's because there is no capital of pride, and I don't need to be humble. "Someone's deep gaze, like a lamp in the night, is piercing through layers of thick clouds, and bursting forward like a sharp sword!
Watson's classmate said that he was very depressed, why does Li Tingchen always have the ability to be angry and not pay for his life! This mouth is really poisonous!
Ya, he is obviously not Li Tingchen's opponent, so irritable.
Watson turned his head to look at Night Song sitting behind them, and Night Song looked in one direction expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to be wide, but obviously not focused.
Also, the sister who just met, the two of them haven't had time to experience the joy of reunion, but Murong has such a thing, no matter how chic Yege is, his own sister is in trouble, and he can't let go.
"Yege, don't worry, it's going to be fine, look, we have a bullfork Li Tingchen by our side, this guy will definitely help you deal with Su Qing, this bastard! Rescue your sister! β
Yege didn't speak, he stared at something blankly, as if he didn't hear the sound outside, and he recalled the happy memories with his sister over and over again in his mind.
The more I reminisce, the more distressed I feel.
He hated himself for not protecting his sister well, hating himself for not being there for her when her sister needed him.
Li Tingchen coldly interrupted Ye Ge's silence, at this moment, what Ye Ge was thinking, Li Tingchen had already guessed most of it, he was blaming himself, there was no meaning of self-blame.
"Night song, if it's a man, cheer me up! Now is not the time to be sad and let your mind turn! Find a way! Work something out! β
Yege sneered self-deprecatingly, "I didn't protect her back then, and now I've made the same mistake again, I'm really damned!" Damn it! β
Li Tingchen coldly stimulated him, "I'll give you ten minutes to adjust your state!" Otherwise, if something really happens to Murong Jing, I guarantee that you will live in self-blame and remorse for the rest of your life! Murong is not dead yet, why should you give me a good thought, with your current ability, what can you do in this heartbeat, if you can't do anything, send it to Lao Tzu to jump now! β
Watson looked at Li Tingchen's stiff face, and then looked back at the bloody night song of the scolded dog, and swallowed his saliva, okay, not only a poisonous tongue, but also a poisonous tongue with a weapon of mass destruction.
Ye Ge's fists were clenched tightly, his bloodshot eyes were raised, and he roared at Li Tingchen's back, "What do you know! You don't understand! Won't understand my feelings! β
Li Tingchen sneered, "Of course I don't understand, because I'm not as stupid as you, I won't make your Yang mistakes, you have to solve your own mistakes!" β
Ye Ge closed his eyes in distress and despair, when he was on the phone with Mu Chen, he was still very calm, he was still expecting something, but before getting on the plane, he saw Murong who was whipped and bruised all over his body, and his heart was panicked!
He was afraid that he would not have time to rescue her......
Li Tingchen also saw the same picture, he understood Yege's mood, but he couldn't sympathize with him! His remorse and self-reproach cannot be fueled.
was scolded by Li Tingchen, and Yege wiped away the tears on his face, "Su Qing, I have to fight him to death!" Death will pull him up! β
"Stupid!" Li Tingchen's two words directly poked at his weakness, "Death? If you feel that your life is as worthless as Su Qing, I have a way to make you die happily! β
Night Song was speechless by him.
Watson said, "Night Song, no one will die, the one who dies can only be Su Qing!" β
Su Qing! Su Qing! Of course he was going to die!
The plane continued to fly and was already approaching the border of the United States.
"It's almost there. Get ready for a big fight! β
At this time, on another plane.
Mu Chen squinted, leaned on the seat of the first-class cabin, and said in a low voice, "Second aunt, are you afraid?" β
Dr. He pursed his lips and chuckled, "Afraid? I wouldn't write that. β
Mu Chen smiled, "Sure enough, he is well-trained, no wonder my second uncle is not your opponent." β
"You boy, but what about you? How are you going to deal with them? It seems that his identity is very special, and he won't let people go easily, have you figured out what to do? β
The corners of Mu Chen's mouth rose, "Second aunt, believe me, because now you have no better choice than believe me." β
She chuckled, and couldn't help but look at Mu Chen, who was calm and calm with his eyes closed, "I now know why so many people like you, and I start to like you too." β
The expression on Mu Chen's face did not change, and he calmly accepted her praise, "Second aunt, the words of praise are similar, wait for you to think of new words and tell me." β
"You kid!"
Li Tingchen and his entourage arrived in New York and found Su Zhi for the first time, when they saw Su Zhi, he was sitting on the floor of the living room, the windows in the room were all closed, and in the dim room, Su Zhi was decadent like a wasted person.
The tired face seemed to have experienced an apocalyptic collapse, and the sunny and handsome face was filled with gloom at this time, and the depressed expression was lifeless.
His arms and pants were stained with blood, the bright red blood stained his white shirt, stained through the black trousers, his legs stretched out weakly, and lay flat on the ground, the white dust on the black pants layer by layer.
The heart hurt clearly.
Boss Li frowned, walked up to him step by step, and slowly squatted down, "Su boy, we're here." β
Su Zhi looked up at Li Tingchen, his scarlet eyes contained too much hatred and helplessness that was too deep and heavy, they didn't know what Su Zhi had suffered from Su Qing, but it was not difficult to imagine what Su Zhi looked like now......
Yege walked over, didn't say a word, he saw Su Zhi's arm at a glance.
He was wounded in the arm by a dagger, and he did simple emergency treatment, and the wound did not deteriorate, but judging by the amount of bleeding and the location of the injury, he was not lightly injured.
Ye Ge brought the medicine box over, opened it silently and quickly, and found the medicine he needed, "Su Zhi, now is not the time to be sad, let's find a way to save people together." β
Su Zhi smiled dejectedly, "Method? Night song, you don't know, you don't know who he is, no...... He's not human, he's the devil. The Devil ......"
It seemed to come from the abyss of despair, and the voice was full of his despair, as if someone had choked him, unable to breathe, unable to move.
He has been by Su Qing's side for more than twenty years, and no one knows what Su Qing is better than him, no one knows.
Therefore, he doubted from the beginning, is Su Qing really dead?
Night Song cleaned his wound for him, and his hand trembled when he saw the deep dagger scar......
This is not a simple stabbing, but a crushing blow that only occurs when the dagger pierces into the flesh and stirs it hard!
The one who did it, and its cruelty!
Su Zhi is Su Qing's adopted son! His honorary son! His heir! He actually did such a ruthless killing! Not to mention someone else?
Yege struggled not to let his tears fall, and he took a heavy breath, "You bear it...... I've got to put around the ...... Rotten flesh cut off. β
Su Zhi's face was expressionless, he didn't have any reaction to the heart-burning pain when he was disinfected just now, and the cells in his body that sensed pain seemed to be all dead, leaving only a shell.
Seeing him like this, Li Tingchen got up without saying a word, walked to the window with him on his back, looked up, and looked at the sky over New York at this time.
A complicated look overflowed the bottom of his painful eyes, and his heart was dripping blood.
Watson walked up to him and stood side by side with him, "How much do you know about you Su Qing?" β
How much do you know?
A person who can even be restrained by his father, a person who can manipulate the Tang Sect, a person who does not dare to provoke easily in black and white, and a person who can only be dealt with through assassination.
Such an understanding is general, but terrifying.
Because they don't know how big an iceberg is hidden under the power that Su Qing has surfaced.
"Watson, after Su Qing's affairs are settled, you can wash your hands completely."
He seemed to be answering the question, but Watson understood.
Li Tingchen was about to look back at Su Zhi, but was pulled by Watson, lowered his voice, and said with some infarction, "Don't look at it, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it." β
The night singer pinched the scalpel and carefully disposed of the flesh that had spilled out of the wound, which would rot if left untreated, and Su Zhi's arm would be useless.
Yege only gave Su Zhi a local anesthesia, and he was very conscious, soberly looking at his arm like broken mud.
If it weren't for the treatment of Su Zhi as soon as possible, Yege really wanted to run away immediately! He couldn't bear it!
Su Zhi sneered, "It's me who is too naΓ―ve, this is the price of naivety." So it is not worth your distress, nor does it deserve to be sympathized. β
"What nonsense! Su Zhi, shut up and don't say anything! β
Su Zhi's pupils were empty, sitting on the ground like a soulless puppet, waiting for Ling Chi of fate, he slowly closed his eyes, and there were no tears in his burning eyes, he muttered numbly, "It's over." It's all over......"