The wind stopped and the cloud knew that love was gone, and the heart would naturally be clear. Recently, he was hit by the American accent and was informed by Nalan that she saw Murong and Duanmu walking together. In addition, Duanmu Ming asked him if he had forgotten to bring the things to someone who lived in LA. His tone was filled with joy. This was the first time Duanmu Ming communicated with him in such a tone in a few months, and he suddenly felt a crisis.

"Dear, I will surrender!" He finally spoke Chinese.

Murong Bingxue burst out laughing: "No! I have suffocated to death in the past few months. I have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

When Sikong Ling heard her charming voice and words, he felt like a cat-tick. He also relaxed a little vigilant about the outbreak of the crisis, and said seriously: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"

Murong Bingxue didn't care: "There is not enough sincerity to surrender."

Sikong Ling said in pain: "Xuejiang destroyed my great plan. Oh, forget it, anyway, I surrendered, what's the best general to be defeated? I'll go back immediately."

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He finally remembered the envelope he wanted to help Duanmu Ming carry. He was mixed with feelings for this guy who was both enemies and friends. It is said that this is a very important thing, so he had to hand it over to that person himself. How could Sikong, who always regarded Duanmu as his enemy, feel good about it?

Sikong Ling, who was honest, once looked at the contents of the letter under the strong light, but it was just some photos and a few letter papers.

There were more than 300 miles from Palo_Alto to LA. Sikong Ling drove his cool Maserati convertible on Highway 5 at a speed limit of 70 miles, and it took him half a day.

Top luxury cars have never been the most technological leader. High-end but not luxurious high-quality cars like Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Audi are the king of technology. Bentley often has the situation where the engine is not as good as BMW's top-end equipment. Maserati once discussed with Audi's use of Audi's all-wheel drive technology, just because Audi's parent company Volkswagen owns direct competitors Lamborghini and Bugatti, Lamborghini (owner of the Maserati brand).

Sikong Ling likes Mercedes-Benz S600 very much, but it is too old-fashioned and does not conform to his frivolous boy's self-positioning. Later, he fell in love with Maserati because he liked the hideous harpoon in the logo. The weapon of the sea god Poseidon was the big harpoon. Sikong Ling likes this big bad guy who often challenges the authority of the main god. As for whether the logo designer really has this meaning, he was too lazy to think about it.

He only had an address and name, no contact information such as phone number. When he arrived at the destination, he found it was a bar. This was strange. He didn't send it to his home or to the company. The bar didn't look like he opened it, but there was a waiter who was the friend of the man, and it happened that the designated waiter was not there today. Maybe it was because of the daytime. The bar was very deserted and there was only one customer, but this female customer could be regarded as a big deal. It was so beautiful, elegant as a dream. Sikong Ling stared at her for a few seconds and thought to himself: If he was younger, it might be more beautiful than Xuejiang and Zijiang.

In fact, the beauty has seen him for a long time. A luxury sports car parked at the door of the bar, but a "child" came out. This is very rare. Few young people can afford such a car. This is not China. Rich people will not spoil their children. Even if they have money, they will buy red Ferrari, yellow Lamborghini, or very beautiful road sports car king Porsche.

At this time, Sikong Ling was thinking about something flying back to pay tribute to Lord Murong. Even if he was playing in LA, he never thought about hunting for beauty or picking up girls. This Asian beauty can actually make him feel regretful for life if he doesn't know him.

In fact, he had no experience in picking up conversations, especially when the emperor came to the bar in broad daylight, he was obviously waiting for someone, not a stranger. He couldn't think of anything for a moment, so he walked up to her first and then adapted to the situation.

The emperor sensed someone approaching and looked up alertly, full of discomfort and a look of not welcome to pick up a conversation, almost scaring Lord Sikong away.

"Can you ask... what are you drinking?" Well, I finally didn't get stuck, and asked a harmless saying to people and animals.

The only intersection between him and her was in this bar, so the question was quite concise, although the blind man could tell that he was here to chat with him.

"London_Dry_Gin." She answered simply calmly.

Look at the American accent, it is so perfect. Why are they all Asians so different? Sikong Ling rarely knows other foreign wines, but there is an Internet prophecy book called Gin. Why did you forget this wine? You just know that the UK was once very popular. He said: "The only British wine I know may be Gin. It's interesting. I'm going to go back to my motherland. If a fairy tale-like lady in the last days invites me to have a glass of Gin, it will definitely be a memory that will last forever!"

He did that again - the best way to make friends is not to give favors, but to accept favors.

It's really rare to ask a lady to buy wine for a stinky man. A teasing flashed in the beauty's eyes: "I have a very important date. If you stay at another table honestly, I don't mind buying you a glass of wine."

So hurt, Sikong Ling smiled bitterly, snapped his fingers at the waiter, sat down generously, and said, "I will leave after drinking this cup. If your friend sees it, it will be a lesson for a man who makes the lady wait for."

The beauty frowned slightly, protesting with silence and gaze floating outside the window.

Although Sikong Ling's face was a little thicker, he was also thicker and muttered: "There are many kinds of fairy tale beauties. You are now like the queen who loves to look at the magic mirror." Then he sat honestly at another table next to him.

The beauty still looked out the window, her expression calm like a fox fairy who had been practicing for thousands of years.

Sikong Ling tasted London_Dry_Gin, a real man, and he said to himself: "It's too strong, how can girls like this taste?"

He hoped that Leng Yan's mother, who was sitting next to her, would continue to talk, and then as she chatted, he sat down shamelessly. Unfortunately, she never said anything again.

It seemed that there was no hope. Just as he was about to leave, a tall middle-aged Asian man walked in. His aura was not weak, and Sikong Ling instinctively held his body to get up.

Sure enough, the man was the one who Leng Yanniang was waiting for.

He looked directly at her for a long time, but she didn't notice it. She just looked out the window, so that when he slowly sat in front of her, she thought that the crappy young man had not given up yet. When she turned around and wanted to say something heartless, she realized that he was not him but him.

"I can't believe that he is so young and beautiful..." His voice was not old, but his tone was as vicissitudes as an old man. His eyes were handsome but muddy, like a survivor who had just climbed up to the ground from hell after countless sufferings and reincarnations.

Leng Yanniang's face was calm, but her beautiful eyes were visible and excited. After looking at him for a long time, she said in a trembling voice: "We finally meet. You and I have to have a time to finish everything."

The man ordered a glass of London_Dry_Gin, which was the strong wine he fell in love with when he was studying in the UK, and then he responded: "Yes. Everything is my fault. I have no shame to go back to find you. Since we are here, let's have a good drink. I only have half an hour. It's better not to see you in the future..."

Wen Shiyan, Leng Yanniang's face was even more cold. She came to see him from all the way, but it was only half an hour. This was such a heartless attitude.

Their conversations were so big. It took a few minutes to say a sentence. She asked, "What are you living for? For money? You can come back to me, I am not short of money."

The man sighed long: "You know, I don't like China. The shame and suffering back then were my eternal nightmare. And I no longer have friends in China. I abandoned everyone back then, and now they will abandon me. I am used to it, and everything will be used to it."

She: "How are you? Are you happy?"

Man: "I have times of happiness and times of distress. Happiness is just a scenery on the road of life. I see it when I see it, and I leave when I leave. All sadness and pain are just another kind of scenery. The road of life is full of colorful flowers and wilderness on the other hand."

They spoke Mandarin, as if no one was around, Sikong Ling listened to everything.

It’s so touching and fun. For the teenager who is rude, is it another opportunity to play the three treasures of love and encourage the beauty to throw nuclear bombs at EX?

I don’t know when the man put his palm on the hand of the beauty opposite. When he was holding his palms and looking at each other, a woman who looked like a gorilla rushed in and roared like a thunderbolt: “So it’s this wild woman! I %&·#@, millions, US dollars, can this kind of wild woman buy a dozen, can you do such a thing with our family’s money? I am so blind and I like you! I @#￥%&”

It became more and more interesting. Sikong Ling looked at the female gorilla with a smile and tried hard to insult the pair of bitter lovers with swear words that American TV stations would not allow. He was filled with joy. What kind of human nature is this!

The man actually said calmly: "It's not what you imagined. Give me another ten minutes and I'll go back and talk slowly."

The girl in the ape did not take his tricks and continued to curse. Sikong Ling secretly praised: I am afraid that my stepmother, who is the iron-toothed and poisonous fangs, does not have such profound insulting skills.

The man became angry and said ruthlessly: "Shut up! I'm using my money!"

The anger value of the orangutan girl was directly out of the blue: "I'm a useless waste, why would you become the president of my dad's company without me? Your conscience is given to the dog? Tell you that you can make money entirely because my family gave it to you. Without me, you are nothing!" Continue to scold.

The poor man who was spitting out of his face finally slapped her orangutan in the face.

"I'm fighting with you!" After a while of a fight, the woman was repelled, and she remembered that she had a weapon - an electric shock.

Sikong Ling stood up excitedly, what a show!

Was, Was, gossip, gossip, gossip, skillfully poked the president with an electric shock. The man was a cultured person, but he had never seen such a high-end equipment. He was in a hurry and was poked into the flesh. After a series of electric shocks, he fainted on the ground.

Then, the orangutan girl held the weapon and approached the vixen she understood.

I can't watch the beautiful sister being bullied by the female orangutan. Sikong blocked among them and said coldly: "Enough."

The female gorilla used electrical appliances to stomp Sikong Ling without hesitation. The great hero Sikong was no longer a weak scholar. He grabbed her fat wrist and squeezed it hard. The weapon of war fell to the ground. He also said a fair word: "The aunt looks so ugly and sprays feces all over her mouth, which is a perfect match."

When did the female orangutan suffer such sincere insults? She opened her mouth and vomited a lot of saliva at Sikong Ling.

Sikong Ling threw her out with all his strength, and the force was fierce, causing her to fall out of seven or eight meters. When she landed on the ground, she hit the edge of the table, bleeding from her head, and her face was even more ferocious.

Sikong Ling gracefully used the noble Hugo_BOSS's sleeve to wipe the disgusting piece of phlegm on his face. He was about to show his unbeatable mood in front of the beauty, but he saw the crazy aunt pulling out a pistol from her treasure bag again.

Sikong Ling then remembered that the United States is a country with rampant guns. LA is equivalent to Guangzhou in China, and it is even more chaotic. The price of heroes saving the beauty is too high.

Sikong Ling showed a begging for mercy on his face and shouted: "Sister! Don't do anything randomly. You beat me to death and go to jail for the rest of your life. Your husband will live a happy life with other women from now on!"

Such a reliable statement did not make Crazy Aunt moved. Seeing her hideous expression, Sikong Ling screamed in his heart: It's over, this time it's a boat capsized in the gutter!

She really shot. This time, the Poison Tongue Jun really touched someone else's scale. How dare she say she looks ugly? In front of her love and rival, don't you want to live anymore?

Amid the screams, Sikongling flashed instinctively, and the bullet's arm flew past, and the pain and electric speed reached his brain.

Fight! Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion! Sikong Ling picked up the glass that the beauty sister had just drank and threw it out. Sikong Ling was very genius in grasping the space. When he was a child, he was so accurate in shooting basketball. This cup happened to be thrown on Aunt Crazy's big head, which made her second shot completely hit the plane.

It actually hit the point. Seeing that Aunt Crazy was falling and falling, Sikongling quickly pulled the beautiful sister to escape. He didn't know, but he had already knocked Aunt Crazy fainted.

The beautiful sister sprained her foot while running away. The fear of not being able to stop at all made Sikong Ling immediately pick her up, throw her into the car, rushed to the cab, started quickly, and ran away in a hurry with the strongest acceleration.

He ran away. When he ran a few miles away, he was stopped by the traffic police for speeding. Sikongling finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the police. This time, even if the crazy aunt came, she still had the power to fight. Heat weapons were really a great invention. No matter how strong a male was, he could only surrender in front of it.

Sikong Ling took out his driver's license and student ID, and showed a gunshot wound on his arm. He said that a crazy woman in the bar fired a shot, and they were speeding because they ran away.

The police uncle looked at his student ID and said, "A student from Stanford University actually has a Maserati!" He reported the case to the headquarters. Sure enough, someone at the headquarters called the police, and the address and the approximate situation matched Sikong Ling's description.
Chapter completed!