match in black

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"You lied to me...you lied to me! She wouldn't say that! She said she loved me!"

Yang Le pushed away the subordinate who came over to bandage his wound, ignored his right hand that was still bleeding, and walked back and forth around the table several times like a headless fly.Seeing his unstable mood, all of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one spoke for a while.

"She loves me, she loves me, I have done so much for her, how can she not love me?"

Yang Le spun around anxiously, he couldn't figure out why the gentle Huang Yingying who always smiled in front of him, now had such an appearance of repelling others thousands of miles away.Those cold words seemed to be still echoing in his ears, each word made his heart ache.

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Although the Gu family dominates City C, it's like any carved beams and painted buildings have moths. In places that the Gu family has no intention of caring about, the mice in the gutter formed their own small circles, vying for the food that fell from the big cat food bowl. A little ration.And Yang Le is one of these mice.

Different from other members, Yang Le, who was young, quickly took the seat of the rat leader with his own mind. After a short period of division and competition, the rats were divided into two camps.One is Yang Le's camp, and the other belongs to other organizations.

The encounter between Yang Le and Huang Yingying was just after a fierce confrontation between the two factions.

Yang Le clearly remembered that it was a winter night with light snowfall. The organization that had just improved was almost wiped out due to the betrayal of spies, and he was also stabbed in the face by his opponent.The knife was neither deep nor shallow, from the right forehead to the left lower jaw, almost splitting his face in two, but fortunately it did not hurt his eyes.Yang Le staggered forward while clutching his bleeding face, behind him was a series of chaotic footsteps, the biting winter wind blowing along the wound made his face painful, and the hypothermia caused by blood loss made him feel There was a burst of dizziness in front of my eyes.

At this moment, he saw a pretty goose-yellow shadow appearing in front of him.

It was a slender woman. On a winter day with light snow, she only wore a light yellow off-the-shoulder dress, and her white skin seemed to be shining under the street lamps.Yang Le remembered that there seemed to be a nightclub that had just opened nearby, and thinking that this woman might be the lady in the nightclub, Yang Le's eyes turned cold.

He hates these women who sell their bodies.

Yang Le's mother was a wine escort, and his childhood was spent in cursing, yelling, the smell of cigarettes from different men, and his mother's undisguised debauchery even at home.Because of such a mother, he could not make friends since he was a child, and the neighbors in the neighborhood also respected him. Such days left an indelible impact on him, making him unable to arouse any desire for women even after he became an adult .

But at this moment it seems that only this woman can save him.

The footsteps behind her were getting closer, Yang Le made up his mind, ran up to cover the woman's mouth, and then put a pocket knife across her neck.

"Shut up, take me to the back door of your store." He threatened in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, the woman didn't have any extra struggles, but nodded obediently, pointed to an inconspicuous small door next to her, and took out a small delicate key from her handbag.Yang Le heaved a sigh of relief, snatched the key from the woman's hand, and opened the door while coercing the woman into the door.

It wasn't until the iron gate was closed that Yang Le heaved a sigh of relief when he heard footsteps in the distance approaching and gradually receding. He leaned against the iron gate and sat down, the knife in his right hand fell to his feet with a clatter.Only then did he feel a sudden exhaustion, and the tiredness brought about by blood loss captured him, dragging his consciousness into the deep darkness.

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Yang Le was awakened by a burst of birdsong.

He opened his eyes, and a strange hut came into view.Although the house is small, every decoration can reflect the owner's intentions.Bright yellow lace-trimmed curtains, spotless glass, and a freshly picked rose in a vase on the window sill.

Yang Le touched his face, felt the rough texture of the gauze in his palm, the deepest wound had already been treated, and some small knife wounds on his body seemed to have been treated properly.He turned over and sat up, his eyes suddenly met the person who just walked in from the door.The visitor was startled, and accidentally knocked over something he was holding, and a white alcohol cotton ball rolled to Yang Le's feet.

Yang Le frowned, he didn't expect that the woman he met yesterday was the one who saved him.

"Ah...you, you're awake." The woman seemed a little at a loss, and hurriedly squatted down to pack up the medicine box that had just been knocked over, "My name is Huang Yingying, and this is my home."

Yang Le stared at her without saying a word, feeling Yang Le's distrust, Huang Yingying smiled kindly: "Let me change your medicine first."

A strand of hair hung down from one side of her cheek, and she stretched out her hand to close it, that action reminded Yang Le of something, his eyes slowed down, and finally he nodded silently.Huang Yingying came over and knelt by the bed, stretched out her hand to untie the bandage on Yang Le's head, there was a faint fragrance on her body, slowly lingering on the tip of Yang Le's nose as she moved.Yang Le tensed his body, he hadn't had such close contact with a woman for a long time, but surprisingly, this woman named Huang Yingying didn't make him feel so disgusted.

"I'm not at home very much during the day and night, so I put the key here." After changing the medicine, Huang Yingying put a delicate key on the small table beside Yang Le, then turned and left.She neither asked about Yang Le's background, nor seemed to care about his future whereabouts, but the small key on the table only announced another possibility that she was willing to take Yang Le in.

Like a ghost, Yang Le stretched out his hand to the key.

Later, Yang Le actually lived in Huang Yingying's house.He worked hard to put together the disorganized organization, ended the enemy who left him with a knife in the face in an unknown night, and sat back on the underground throne again.During this period, Huang Yingying still left early and returned late. Although she never asked about Yang Le's experience, Huang Yingying did not shy away from her past.So Yang Le knew that Huang Yingying lost her parents since she was a child, and she was raised by a nightclub mother Sang because of her beauty, and she naturally embarked on this path when she became an adult.

The more he understands Huang Yingying's experience, the more pity Yang Le feels for this mysterious woman.Although she came from a humble background and did such low-level activities, Huang Yingying never had that rouge and vulgar charm in her body. This kind of contradictory personality made Yang Le more fascinated by her.He can even feel the emotional barriers brought about by the lack of his mother's role in childhood, gradually disintegrating in the gentle village Huang Yingying created for him, and finally in a drunken night, Yang Le and Huang Yingying lay on the same bed.

Yang Le got along like a fish in water in the underground kingdom made up of mice, and at the same time, Huang Yingying gradually asked him to help a little, sometimes delivering some news, and more often delivering some small cash boxes.Huang Yingying explained that the nightclub occasionally provides customers with some secret arms deals, and some customers pick up the goods in person due to their poor status, so they let the nightclub do it for them, and Huang Yingying can get a part of the commission.

Arms business is not unheard of in this land under the jurisdiction of the Gu family. If it is not related to drugs, the Gu family is sometimes surprisingly relaxed about these aspects.As an ordinary man who has gradually fallen in love with Huang Yingying, Yang Le has always responded to Huang Yingying's innocuous requests.He trusted Huang Yingying unconditionally, just like Huang Yingying unconditionally pulled him back from the death line, Yang Le never considered any other problems that would arise.

It's a pity that the tower built by lies will fall apart in an instant when shaken by a single fact.

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"Have you ever wondered why it was such a coincidence that you met this woman on the way you were escaping that day?" On the other end of the video, Gu Shenzhi's tone was calm, "It's as if she was waiting for you on that way."

"A normal woman, even if she is kind, can send you to a nearby hospital at most, how can she take you home and let you stay here unconditionally?"

"She didn't ask about your past because she already knew it. From the very beginning, you were in her trap. The spy who betrayed you was arranged, the encounter was arranged, and even making you fall in love with her was also arranged. Within this woman's original calculation."

Gu Shenzhi paused, and delivered the final blow.

"Is it worth doing so much for this woman?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Yang Le finally broke down, he roared desperately, the angry and heartbroken roar almost pierced through the roof, this man who was still domineering just now is in despair Like a wounded lion, "Those days, those feelings, those words she said, are they all fake?! Are they all fake?"

Gu Shenzhi didn't say a word, but his slightly pitying eyes seemed to have already explained everything.

The air was dead silent.After an unknown amount of time, Yang Le threw away the pocket knife in his hand with a thud, and sat down on the ground.Gu Shenzhi's expression relaxed silently.

"Ding - ding - ding -" a burst of mobile phone ringing suddenly and inappropriately.

Yang Le took out his mobile phone silently, and just after listening to a few words, his expression suddenly sank.He suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Shenzhi, that malicious gaze seemed to punch a hole in his body through the computer.

"Gu Shenzhi, you lied to me?" Every word seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, "Huang Yingying died a long time ago, right? Are you kidding me?"

Almost in an instant, Yang Le picked up the folding knife on the ground, rushed towards Lin Qian with a vigorous step, and raised his right hand violently!

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