[Chapter 231 ]:Choice

This slap is not Tang Monk's hot-headed, but a thoughtful reaction. It may be a little unrealistic to kill the cradle of the feelings of the two people, and for his sincere efforts, Tang Monk does not want his dream to be shattered so soon. After all, this is more or less an experience for him. However, deterrence must be carried out, and he is also afraid that he will be heartbroken in the future. You can only take two injuries to lighten them. Tang Monk also secretly hoped in his heart that Shi Feiyuan would not go too much with Nizi. At that time, if the other party just played with his feelings, Tang Monk would also crush this little evil evil to the country and the people.

After being insulted by the clever Shi Feiyuan, she did not have the humiliation in her heart. She still behaved generously and did not let anyone see the clue. The talent of performance made Tang Monk sneer in her heart, and she couldn't help but be shocked. It seems that this woman is completely evil. I met my opponent this time, and I can only hope that this little girl's role is right. Tang Monk, who had no leisure to continue to play with these people, left the scene with the orange, which was originally a light bulb. I don't know what to do. Finally, under the concern of Tang Monk, let him accompany Shi Feiyuan and Murong Zixue well, and he left in advance. And told him that the car also drove away, so that he could go back as he liked. Murong Zixue looked reluctant, but she had no choice but to move the other party with her sincerity.

The orange on the car did not start immediately and asked with a smile, "How's it going?"

"Who are you talking about?" Tang Monk, who lit a cigarette pleasantly, took a sip and asked.

"Both are included."

"Murong Zixue had a small idea, but I refused."

"This is not like you!"

"Sometimes people should be careful. If you are not completely sure, you can't take action rashly. It's not good to be coquettish at that time.

"What about Shi Feiyuan?"

"Too smart. I don't think she is her opponent. Maybe she will be heartbroken in the future.

"Is it so exaggerated? If Shi Feiyuan really makes you have this idea. You won't be so easy to talk to the other party about treating you well in the future. He is a topic like my brother!" Orange said with a smile, and then turned his body and sat down with Tang Seng, eager to watch the play.

"Observing slightly, don't you see the red finger marks on Shi Feiyuan's face?"

"Damn. Are you the devil? Or an angel? You are also willing to do such a beautiful little girl. Aren't you afraid of turning against you? In the face of the other party's fierce and domineering style, although Orange has always known it. However, Tang Monk's behavior of beating women still made Orange feel incredible. Because Tang Seng once said: Men can't beat women under any circumstances, because women are naturally loved by men. However, this time, it was used in the opposite way, so that Chengzi also understood the weight of this brother in the mind of Tang Monk. Tang Monk did nothing more than to make the other party afraid. The one with this black face sang was full of anger.

"It is because Shi Feiyuan doesn't say anything that I think she is even more terrible. Let's drive!"

Orange sighed helplessly and started the car and rushed to the villa.

Tang Monk has been hiding Hattori Qingyuan about Li Da's death and doesn't know how to tell her. At this time, Tang Monk cared about her not because of the other party's long face that could make her impulsive, but because he really fell in love with this fierce woman with a fierce appearance and a fragile heart. After this period of cultivation, Hattori Qingyuan's injury gradually improved. Occasionally, I can come out and take a few steps.

Tang Monk, who walked into the room, saw Hattori Qingyuan lying in ** reading a book. It was Du Liang's Blood Romance. It is about the love during the Cultural Revolution in the 1960s and 1970s. Full of romance, but also full of blood. But it gives people a beautiful but painful tone. Tang Seng has also read it. Although he didn't shed tears, he was also moved in a mess. On the one hand, love is more important than the protagonist's uniqueness. Tang Monk admires the unique attitude of Zhong Yuemin. The son of a main city mayor, even if his father has retired, can install it. This man is good. He can directly set up pancakes on the floor. Even if that temperament is not ordinary people can It's comparable enough. There is also the romantic sentiment inherited from his father, which can depict the Russian scene in a moment, which is also a harbinger of Zhou Xiaobai's complete love for him. Therefore, men must have men's integrity and appropriate talents. Tang Monk is going to this aspect step by step, making himself less ignorant and giving himself more bloody spirit and romantic qualities.

"Is the injury better?" Tang Monk, who was sitting at the head of the bed, asked with concern.

"It's much better, thank you." Hattori Qingyuan, who put down the book in his hand, kept kneading his white and flawless little hands, and said nervously. Obviously, for a simple Qingyuan Hattori who has almost no contact with men, the scene of his close contact with this man has been lingering in her mind. The first time is always so unforgettable.

"Li Da is dead."

Tang Seng, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help telling Hattori Qingyuan the news. He knew that it was cruel to her, but he didn't want to continue to deceive her. Hearing this, Hattori Qingyuan's hands, which had been constantly kneaded, were also fixed, and her whole body couldn't help trembling. She believed in the authenticity of this matter and felt that happiness was so short. She thought she could accompany the man for a few days, but when she heard the news, she could only choose to leave. Looking at the woman who had been trembling and didn't say anything, Tang Monk held her body in his arms and whispered, "He committed suicide."

Hearing this sentence, Hattori Qingyuan took a look at the man with concern in his eyes, and said coldly, "That's also what you forced."

"There should be only one person between us. This is impossible to change. When he died, he told me that only when he chose to commit suicide could he let you stay with me. Do you understand?" Tang Monk's voice was very soft and light.

"Can you leave me alone for a while?"

"If you really want to leave, please let me know. I don't want love to pass unambiguous. Looking at the woman, Tang Seng said softly, and then walked out of the room. Hattori Qingyuan, who stayed behind, was in pain. She had been choosing to escape, but she still couldn't mention her fighting heart, whether it was for love or family affection.

Tang Seng, who came out of the room, was heartbroken. He had never understood when Hattori Qingyuan had formed an indelible mark in his heart, so that he had to think about her. Seeing that Tang Monk was decadent after coming out of Hattori Qingyuan's room, Orange asked with a smile, "What's wrong? It's the same as being depressed as being given ** by a woman just now.

"Maybe Hattori Qingyuan is leaving me."

"For Li Da?"

"Yes! After all, Hattori Qingyuan was raised by him. Even if Li Da chooses to commit suicide, she can't stay with me with a stable conscience. Her heart will feel awkward. I understand her."

"Is that how you let her choose to leave?" As for Tang Monk, Orange knows very well. In Tang Monk's world, as long as you are happy, even if I leave, such bullshit is completely useless. The happiness of a beloved woman can only be given by herself, and others can't afford it. This idea has been continuing. Chengzi does not think that Tang Monk will discard this woman. What she is worried about is that the little girl Hattori Qingyuan will die. Tang Monk is not beating, scolding, or using despicable means. She can only watch this woman leave her side.

"The decision on this matter is not in my hands, but in her hands." Tang Monk's words are very decadent, at least giving people a particularly helpless and confused feeling.

"It's not like you. Do you remember what you once said? If you love someone, only you can give her the most happiness in the world. This kind of thing must be fought hard. This kind of thing can't be done by you, Tang Seng. The orange that lit a cigarette said with a wry smile.

"At that time, I was too young and too vigorous. What you say doesn't go through the brain's thinking. No one in the world is inseparable from anyone. Since I fell in love with her, I can't ignore her inner thoughts. Otherwise, I won't be happy to see her sad in the future. After all, this is not a bloody case caused by a love triangle. It is the choice of family and love. It's difficult." Tang Monk, who was sitting on the sofa, also lit a cigarette and smoked it. In this way, the two big men have been discussing the fate of fate, some insurmountable love, and some family affection. The fate of the fuck is always indescending scenes, and it is still impossible to adapt to this damn fate.

"The lady Ye Rouge should also be released from the secret room. I think she may have scolded my ancestors all over now." Shaking off the insurmountable idea in his mind and crushing the cigarettes that were about to burn out in his hand in the ashtray, Tang Monk went upstairs. Now there are only a few servants, Ye Rouge and Hattori Qingyuan in the whole villa, and others go home for the Spring Festival. This gorgeously decorated villa looks particularly desolate. It's not as vigorous as before, and it's dead.

Tang Monk's guess is right. After seeing Ye Rouge, this *** woman used her ability to scold people, scolded the ancestors of Tang Monk 18 generations, and almost went up to bite Tang Monk. Let this despicable and shameless man lock himself here and leave him alone, making him look like a bear like a child without parents.

"Shut up your mouth. Do you really want me to stuff something into it?" Sitting on the sofa and watching the woman with a pure appearance and a *** smell perform the appearance of a shrew, which made Tang Monk really want to hold down and beat her plump buttocks hard.

"You can stuff whatever you want!" I'm afraid that your thing is not big enough to fill in. Ye Rouge didn't care about his level at home at all, showing the unique *** smell on his body. I even want to play a Japanese love wife action movie with this man immediately, which is also called a pleasure and sexual welfare.

"You** again?"

"How's Li Da?" Looking at Tang Monk's cold expression, Ye Rouge no longer continued to show his ** posture, but sat calmly beside Tang Monk and changed his strategy. The little bird asked with concern around the man. Obviously, this is a matter related to his own interests. If Li Dazhen dies, then he can be serious. See the sun. The question now is whether Tang Monk really touched Li Da.

"Dead." Tang Monk's answer was simple and clear, and there was no addition of any expression at all, which made Ye Rouge inevitably have a little more afraid of this person who is not too old. Such an understatement to strangle the people who have been harming the Tang family all the time is not what ordinary people can show.

"So do you think the slave family cheated you?" In the face of this situation, Ye Rouge once again showed the posture of a *** woman and seduced the man who was not confused to show the uniqueness of his **.

"I said, hello, everyone. You didn't let me down, and you have the potential to be a mistress. Tang Monk, who lit a cigarette again, took a sip fiercely, which was large enough. Seeing this scene, Ye Rouge smiled and said, "That's of course. In fact, the slave's ** kung fu is even better. Do you want to have a try tonight? Don't worry, even if you hurt one hand, I can serve you well. What kind of old man Zhang Guo rides a donkey and an old man pushes a cart and rides a lotus. The slave family can make you want to die.

"I don't need it today. Wash your body first. I haven't taken a shower for days. It smells bad. Go back to your house quickly. Tang Monk scolded.

"The official is really bad."

"Get out of here!"

In the face of Tang Monk's eviction order, Ye Rouge quickly left the villa. In fact, she had been nervous during this period, afraid that Nangong Yueli would think she had betrayed.

It was not until he saw the woman leave the villa that Orange asked with concern, "Just let her go. I don't want to torture anything. A woman who knows Li Da so well. There must be an identity behind it that scares others. Otherwise, you can't be so bold."

"Fishing big fish with a long line. The thread is closed too fast, and it is easy for the fish to detect it.

"Who do you think it will be?"

"I'm not a fairy. I can't guess."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Go to the people who will meet the information you gave me first. Let's see if we can squeeze something from them.

"You are really a person who is not afraid of death. Although I don't know why you are so confident to play with them. But I will also support it. Although I'm a little worried, I also want to see how difficult those rich masters are to deal with. Orange said with a smile.

"It's difficult to go to the blue sky, and I have to climb slowly. With so many wives and mistresses, I don't try my best to make money. Do you want to drink the northwest wind in the future? Tang Monk said with a smile.

This time, Orange did not swear, but looked at this young man with a strong smile. I don't think the future will be very peaceful. It seems that the competition is getting more and more fierce. Orange is not a person who likes excitement, but he has to learn how to find excitement when he is with a person who follows a sword. Now he finds that the stimulation accompanied by self-realization is actually quite meaningful.

Ye Rouge, who left the villa, has been observing whether there is someone following him. If Tang Monk really sends people to track and the stalker's skills are good, it is easy to find that this woman's evading and tracking skills are quite good, at least not what ordinary people can learn. Although no one followed her, the woman still changed the taxi many times and kept changing the route. From the afternoon to the evening, she walked into the West Gate underground casino, but instead of following the route of Tang Seng's last trip to the West Gate underground casino, she passed an inconspicuous path and walked to the fourth basement floor and saw The middle-aged man with authority shouted respectfully, "Boss."

"Have you been imprisoned by Tang Monk?" Nangong Yueli, who seemed to know everything, said in a flat voice, but this sentence made Ye Rouge kneel on the ground with a fluttering voice and explained in shock, "I didn't say anything. Just do what you told me."

"Don't worry so much, I know. I remember that you have done so many things for me. Get up!"

"What am I going to do next?" Ye Rouge knew that what he had done before was only the first step. The other party did not hesitate to sacrifice a powerful subordinate to put him by Tang Seng's side. In any case, there were arrangements.

"Serve the young master of the Tang family well. Try your best to get me Tang's gold tablets. Nangong Yueli's voice was flat but exuded a majesty that no one dared to question.

"What is that?"

"A piece of gold the size of a palm."

"We spent so much on a piece of gold?" Ye Rouge asked doubtfully.

"It's better not to ask more about things you shouldn't know." Nangong Yueli came with a sharp voice. Ye Rouge panicked and nodded repeatedly to make it clear.

Nangong Yueli explained something again, so he let Ye Rouge go back and warned her not to find herself during this period. As soon as he was placed beside Tang Seng, he must use the woman's special ability to trap this man in the palm of his hand and let him want to die before he can tell you something. Ye Rouge nodded repeatedly and made it clear. Then he left the West Gate underground casino.

"Boss. Do you think she can confuse Tang Monk? Li Mingshan on one side asked doubtfully.

"Tang Monk is not a fool. Maybe he has guessed some clues. However, the young master of the Tang family can play with the long line fishing for big fish. Therefore, we should also step up the pace. How's Qiqi's recovery?" Nangong Yueli seemed to know everything like the palm of his hand.

"I have a good rest, and I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"Very good. Everyone had a safe and happy reunion year. Next year, we will watch a showdown between masters. Nangong Yueli, holding a dragonfly in his hand, looked at the messy chess pieces on the chessboard, with a strong smile on the corners of his mouth, and then directly pressed the dragonfly in his hand to the other party's general. He whispered, "General."

Li Mingshan, who was puzzled but did not dare to ask, could only watch the play directed by his boss.