096 Black Violence White Romance Seeking a Gold Medal
As the secret door opened, a noise seemed to come from inside.
After the three of them entered, the priest behind them closed the secret door. Tang Qianye and others walked down the stairs. Ancient European-style copper candlesticks were installed on every other wall on the stairs.
, the red candle is lit, and the further you go down, the clearer the noise becomes. There are shouts, slaps, and glass collisions...
Reaching the bottom, Merlin stepped forward and pushed open the door in front of him——
An underground bar immediately appeared in front of us. About fifty or sixty people were drinking and noisy in the dimly lit bar lobby. On the left was a small ring, and two burly Europeans were competing in Muay Thai. Their faces were bloody and still enjoying themselves; on the right was a wild man.
The women were squaring off with the men, the loser had his wrist dislocated, and the others were surrounding them to cheer and place bets...
When everyone heard the sound of the door opening, they all turned around. Different from ordinary bars, the place here was filled with a kind of black violence, and everyone's eyes had a dangerous aura.
The bartender at the bar immediately greeted the three of them and took them to a private room.
The three people walked in front of everyone, and the discussion gradually started:
"Hey, who is so arrogant?"
"Is that old man the sharpshooter and computer hacker Scobin from ten years ago?"
"real or fake?"
"I've seen him from my dad's photos, but he seemed much younger then."
"Then, is that the handsome man in front?..."
"Hey, hey, hey, they went to the cadre room of our bosses!"
…
There was a lot of discussion for a while, some were confused, some were shocked, or some were in awe. Tang Qianye and the others turned a deaf ear to it, and then came to a box. The bartender opened the door. The light inside was dark, and the outline of objects could be vaguely seen. More than ten
There was a figure inside, standing or sitting, leaning or lying down, lazy or calm. When they saw the person at the door, everyone stood up and said, "Master Qian!"
The three of them walked in without speaking. The old housekeeper took out a purple velvet cloth folded into squares in his hands, unfolded it, and spread it on a single sofa.
Tang Qianye sat on it with dignity, folded his legs, put one hand easily on the armrest, and put the other hand on his forehead, looking at them expressionlessly.
"I'm very busy. To make a long story short, who said I had to come?" He said calmly.
Everyone present knew his temper and directly launched an attack to accuse him. Who dared to speak out?
In the eerily quiet atmosphere, a figure walked out and caught Tang Qian's gaze. He lowered his head again...
"What's the matter with you?" Tang Qianye asked calmly, but his voice became colder.
The man gritted his teeth and said, "Master Qian, don't blame me, I also heard what others said..."
"say what?"
This person is also very courageous. He speaks bluntly as if he is risking his life, "You are sick and don't have much time. I just want to confirm with everyone. It's good to be okay. If something happens, you should appoint a successor as soon as possible..."
"Do you want to be your successor?"
He lowered his head again, "I just want to confirm..."
Tang Qian put down his folded legs and leaned back, with the old housekeeper and Merlin standing behind him. He raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a strange arc, "Don't worry, I will live longer than you.
You can be your successor if you want, just show your loyalty first!"
The man was shocked and wanted to deny it, but he was too guilty and speechless.
Because he felt that if there was no one present who would be the next to sit in that position, it would not be an exaggeration for him to have this idea...
Just when he was taking it for granted, a sudden sharp pain came from his back, and then his heart was tightened. He instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood and couldn't move! In Tang Qianye's calm eyes, the man fell straight down.
…
After he fell, another tall figure stood behind him, holding a still bloody heart in his hand!
This person stabbed someone into the body with his bare hands and pulled out the heart.
He took a step or two forward, and the light became slightly brighter. This tall man had long hair, and on his face that could be called a monster, a blood-red rose tattoo took up most of his cheek, and the blood in his heart
It flowed down and stained his arm. He looked at the heart in his hand and said, "No, Master Qian, this heart is too dark!"
After saying that, I threw it away, and my heart rolled away in the dark room.
Tang Qianye watched this scene calmly, holding his forehead with the back of his hand, looking sickly and fair, and said nothing.
In this dark and strange place, there is something polarizing on his indifferent face: cold madness and gentle cruelty!
These two completely different looks merge together to form a cruel beauty!
At this time, someone next to him said, "Hey! Mingfeng, if you kill him, what will happen to his vacancy?"
The corners of Mingfeng's lips curled up, and when he saw Tang Qianye, he asked, "What will Master Qian decide to do?"
There was no emotion on Tang Qianye's face, "Be fearless, let's improve ourselves from below."
After saying that, he stood up and said, "That's it, I still have something to do."
The three of them stepped over the corpse on the ground, and he glanced coldly, "I told you I would live longer than you."
This sentence was like a warning, and everyone was silent for a moment.
After leaving the wing, the man named Ming Feng leaned against the door and called him from behind, "Master Qian, don't you consider staying here? The competition between several forces has been fierce recently."
"I don't have time, you can figure it out on your own?" Tang Qianye paused with his hands in his trouser pockets, his back looking aloof.
Qianye really didn't have time to care about it. He had to go back and play chess quietly, occasionally daze, and was tired of being with Weiwei. How could he care about such a thing?
There was a light outside the box, and his sickly white and clear face had a thin and clear texture in the swaying light, as flawless as a white jade. He glanced at the people sitting in the lobby of the bar, frowned, and turned away
Face asked the people behind, "Who are those people? I don't remember that anyone can come in here at will."
Behind him, Ming Feng smiled evilly, "These are our direct troops. Each of them has eighty or ninety people. When they are put together, they become one!"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Mingfeng said again, "What does it matter? Let's all get together and have fun."
"It's up to you, don't bother me if you have nothing to do in the future!"
After leaving these words, Tang Qianye and the old housekeeper Mei Lin walked away.
And Mingfeng folded his hands and looked at the people in the lobby, thinking about who should be promoted to fill the vacancy. Recently, their battle for power has become increasingly fierce, and Master Qian is not busy with other people's business, so he cannot just leave people behind for every vacancy, but
, he already disliked the one just now...
In the end, after Tang Qianye left, the underground bar held an extremely fierce competition for the top spot.
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After returning to the hotel, Tang Qianye found that Ouyang Weiwei and Xi'er were not there, so he made a phone call out of confusion.
As a result, before he could say anything, Ouyang Weiwei's extremely excited voice came over the phone, "Are you back? Come out quickly, I'll wait for you at the Vienna Palace Square, hurry up..."
Beep, beep, beep!
Just like that, the phone hung up.
This kind of killing first and showing off later made it impossible for him not to go out...
He found that sometimes, women are much more difficult to deal with than men.
Vienna Royal Palace at dusk.
This building is majestic and brilliant, exuding a gorgeous royal atmosphere, and is full of the legendary story of Princess Sissi and the heart-stirring royal love, which makes people sigh and sigh.
In the Palace Square, when Ouyang Weiwei was standing in front of a statue of Poseidon and pacing back and forth, Tang Qianye finally arrived——
In the golden sunset, he is dressed in a white shirt, with a face as beautiful as a white jade, and a graceful and calm pace, just like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world!
It seems that all the good things in the world are gathered in him.
Looking at him, Ouyang Weiwei couldn't help but giggle again, remembering an hour ago in an old jewelry store:
Seeing her staring blankly at a pair of rings, the old woman asked in her native German, "Girl, your boyfriend is handsome, right?"
She was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
The old woman added, "I can see that your face is really rosy."
Seeing Ouyang Weiwei lowering her head in embarrassment, she explained calmly, "This ring is said to be the same as the one worn by the main god Odin and the god of love Foga when they were engaged in Nordic mythology. You guys wear it?"
, I will definitely get their blessing..."
Myths are always full of romance, so Ouyang Weiwei bought them without thinking.
She thinks it is much more meaningful than those platinum, diamond and magic horses.
"Weiwei, what's wrong?" He walked up to Ouyang Weiwei, with the setting sun behind his back, and his black hair seemed to glow with golden light.
She was almost dumbfounded, came to her senses, put her hands behind her back and said, "Qianye, let me ask you again, did you say that except not marrying me and loving me forever, you can promise me anything else?"
This was the second time she asked this question emphatically. Tang Qianye's sickly white and beautiful face showed a little hesitation, wondering what she wanted to play.
But looking at that expectant face, he finally nodded, "Yeah."
"Okay." She smiled even brighter, "Close your eyes first."
Tang Qianye was a little confused, but still closed his eyes.
Then, a pair of warm and soft lips covered her. Tang Qianye opened his eyes slightly, but felt her tongue sticking out, and pushing something cool in...
After the two separated, he looked at her blankly, his mouth still slightly open. After a while, he took out the thing in his mouth.
A Nordic-style black ring with ancient and gorgeous hollow patterns.
He stared at the ring blankly for a while, then looked at her again, "..."
Ouyang Weiwei took out the other one and smiled victoriously, "Since you don't want to marry me, then I will propose to you!"
Tang Qianye, "..."
Ouyang Weiwei blinked at him, "You can't go back on your word. You promised me anything except those two things!"
Tang Qianye suddenly felt like the world was spinning. He held his head and shook it twice. Ouyang Weiwei quickly supported his thin body with distress, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
He avoided his face a little palely, "Um... Weiwei?"
"ah?"
"you……"
"What's wrong?"
Tang Qianye's face was filled with pain, "Do you want to marry me?"
(Dear friends, please smash gold medals and red envelopes to wish Weiwei a successful counterattack this time! Hahahaha...)