Nongmoto Junliang

Xia Yuanche suddenly laughed, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, "Nong Lang, do you think it's still possible?"

Is it possible?Nong Lang was the one who gave up first!

Nong Lang's eyes darkened, but he didn't let go of the hand that held Xia Yuanche's arm, "Xiao Che, what if we do it all over again? Will you give me another chance?"

"Opportunity? Nong Lang, since you chose this path, have you thought about today? Have you thought about me?" Xia Yuanche wiped his eyes and scolded, "You're so fucking hypocritical." ! Wangcai, let's go home!"

He patted Wangcai on the head, and ran straight back, but Wangcai looked back at his father and his mother three times a step at a time, um, it seemed that his father had pissed his mother off again!

Nong Lang wanted to catch up, but his phone rang. The caller was actually Uncle Qi, Huo Tingjun's personal butler.

Nong Lang frowned, but still picked up the phone, his tone was light, "Hello, Uncle Qi, what's the matter?"

"Alang, Master Ting is back and wants to see you."

Sure enough, every time Uncle Qi came to him, it was only because Huo Tingjun summoned him.He put away his phone and walked quickly to the parking lot.

City B, western suburbs, mountain villa.

When Nong Lang arrived, Huo Tingjun was standing on the terrace watering the flowers, with his back turned to him.

Nong Lang reminded in a low voice, "Master Ting, I'm here."

Huo Tingjun didn't stop what he was doing, he didn't turn around calmly until he had finished watering the whole terrace of flowers.

Nong Lang stood upright, but his palms were a little wet. Huo Tingjun's aura was too strong, and every time he came to see him, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Alang, why are you standing? Sit down!" Huo Tingjun sat on the sofa with no expression on his face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Nong Lang sat down obediently. At this time, someone handed over a hot towel. Huo Tingjun wiped his hands and said, "I heard that there is a note that has been restless recently? Did you mess up your place?"

Nong Lang didn't say a word, Huo Tingjun glanced at Nong Lang, "Do you have anything to tell me about that note?"

Nong Lang was slightly shocked, but he answered calmly, "Master Ting, he is just an anti-gangster policeman. I don't think it matters, at least it won't alarm you."

"Oh? Is that so?" Huo Tingjun raised his voice suddenly, not angry, "But the version I heard is not like this, do you want to hear it?"

Nong Lang lowered his eyes, showing respect and awe, and said nothing more.

Seeing his appearance, Huo Tingjun sighed again, "Hey, Alan, what should I do with you?"

Turning his head, Huo Tingjun ordered again, "Someone! Bring me here!"

A few minutes later, several bodyguards came in with a person, none other than Ah B.

Nong Lang understood, and suddenly understood what Huo Tingjun was looking for him for today, and his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

As soon as Ah B entered the room, seeing Nong Lang, his face changed slightly, and then he changed into a smug smile.

"Ah B, tell me again what you said to me yesterday." Huo Tingjun ordered.

"Yes, Lord Ting!" Ah B said respectfully, but fixed his eyes on Nong Lang's face, "I suspect that our people have something to do with the police, that's why we are being targeted by cops in so many places."

A sentence was ready to come out, Nong Lang was furious, and really regretted that he hadn't solved this scourge earlier.

"Who do you suspect? Tell me!" Huo Tingjun asked again.

Nong Lang stared at Ah B fiercely, but saw Ah B raised his arm, pointed at his nose, and said, "Master Ting, that's him! Nong Lang!"

"Do you have any evidence?" Every time, it was Huo Tingjun who asked the question for him, and Nong Lang's back was already dripping with cold sweat.

"Yes, Master Ting, didn't we hand it all over yesterday..." Ah B's expression changed drastically, before he finished speaking, a gunshot fired, and he was already lying in a pool of blood. Huo Tingjun took out a handkerchief and wiped the muzzle of the gun carefully , put away the pistol.

Before Nong Lang recovered from the shock, Huo Tingjun ordered again, "Clean up and change the carpet."

"Yes." Several people carried Ah B's body and retreated respectfully.

Nong Lang stared at the bright red liquid on the ground and was speechless for a long time. Although he had been with Huo Tingjun for six years, this was the first time he saw Huo Tingjun kill his subordinates with his own eyes, and he was so cruel.

"Alang, this place is dirty, let's change to another place." Seeing that Nong Lang was still in a daze, Huo Tingjun said quietly.

Nong Lang nodded hurriedly and followed Huo Tingjun upstairs.

This is Huo Tingjun's study room, the room is full of calligraphy treasures of celebrities, and there are even a lot of paper, ink, pens and inkstones on the desk, making it difficult to hook up with the gangster who killed without batting an eye just now.

"Alang, I don't know what your relationship is with that little note, but I warn you that even if you don't belong to me, you can't have others. Do you understand?" Huo Tingjun turned around suddenly, his eyes were indescribable. The viciousness made Nong Lang's heart tremble.

"He and I are just classmates!" Nong Lang argued.

Huo Tingjun finally calmed down, smiled suddenly, reached out and touched his cheek, Nong Lang was startled, subconsciously turned his face away.

Huo Tingjun was not at all displeased, and said with a low smile, "little thing, when will I get your heart?"

Nong Lang's face was cold, but his heart was in his throat. Over the years, he had avoided being alone with Huo Tingjun in a private space, just because he was afraid of this happening.

"Master Ting, you promised me back then!" Nong Lang clenched his hands tightly.

Huo Tingjun smiled, and finally said angrily, "Alang, you know my temper! I can't get what I want! Don't make me angry!"

Nong Lang's neck is stuck, but his body is as stiff as iron. He is not afraid of Huo Tingjun. He is very clear about Huo Tingjun's moodiness, cruelty, and unscrupulous methods.

Seeing his appearance, Huo Tingjun finally softened his voice, "Alang, you are so stubborn, I really like and hate you at the same time!"

"Master Ting!"

"Okay! I know you don't like to hear it! I promise not to touch you, and I won't even tell you what's on my mind?"

Huo Tingjun's tone made Nong Lang uncomfortable. His body was still straight and he didn't say a word.

Seeing that Nong Lang's face was pale, Huo Tingjun finally waved his hands, "Okay, okay! Letting you talk with me is a real pain!"

Nong Lang nodded hurriedly, "Then I won't disturb Master Ting's rest." After speaking, he turned around and left the study.

When he went downstairs and returned to the living room, the living room had already been tidied up. The Italian cashmere carpet was brightly colored, and there was no trace of blood at all. It was as if the murder just now had never happened.

Thinking of Ah B lying in a pool of blood just now, Nong Lang felt his hairs stand on end and his back felt cold. It took only a few words, and a living person disappeared like this. This is the life he faces all day long.

He quickly walked out of Huo Tingjun's villa and got into the Maybach, his fingers shaking as he turned the engine. #####