Sikong Ling found a seat in a bar near the hotel that looked very tasty, and sat down. He drank alone and saw foreign girls of all colors coming and going, but there was nothing good. He finally fell in love with one, but he didn't like him, and he felt even more depressed.

As a last resort, he used his trump card - put the key of Maserati at hand, ordered the most expensive wine, and slowly waited for the fish to take the bait. Sure enough, a girl noticed him. He slowly picked up the wine glass and walked to her side. After chatting for a few words, one of the big noses that were as strong as a bull also took a fancy to this sexy hoof, and his intention to snatch love from a knife was as obvious as a male lion.

Such a character, her sexy hooves were painted black and bright, but she obviously wanted to taste the taste of a small Asian man, and she spoke in a slight manner.

Big nose said to Sikong Ling contemptuously: "Boy, she is mine."

Sikong Ling looked at the hideous tattoo on the thick arm of the big nose bull. He was obviously so weak, and the drinkers around him began to secretly glance with sympathetic eyes.

Sikong Ling faced with a tit-for-tat expressionless face: "No, she is mine."

Big nose opened his eyes wide open, twisted his front with both hands, and said evilly: "Say it again!"

Sikong Ling remembered today's shooting. He felt that the price of hero saving beauty was too high, not to mention that he was jealous. He was about to give up for a slutty who was not too beautiful, but he glanced at a familiar figure coming in from the door. He immediately settled down and said, "I give up, you can get her."

The big-nose bull showed the winner's pride. His fingers were just halfway through, and suddenly he felt ache. It turned out that the vicious little man in front of him pinched his testicles hard.

"Ah—" A scream pierced the night sky.

Big Nose wanted to tear Sikong Ling's face with his claws, but as soon as Sikong Ling tried to force his hand, he was so thrilling that he felt completely lost his movement and dignity.

Sikong Ling continued to "pressure" while posing a zombie-like expression, continuing the words just now: "But I'm afraid you are willing to do it tonight but not enough."

Sikong Zero had no sympathy at all, and he was also quite strong, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. He couldn't stand it anymore. He sweated coldly: "Please...please...stop..."

Sikong Ling said: "How do you feel?"

Big nose: "It hurts..."

Sikong Ling: "No way? It's just started." He continued to increase his success power of 7 to 80%. His big nose has a good flexibility and bent like a big lobster. Tears and snot are flowing out. At this time, it can be clearly observed that the human eyeball is actually a pair of convex lenses.

There were countless resentful lights in the eyes of Big Nose, but now they all turned into begging for mercy, or even asking for death quickly.

Sikong Ling thought about a few humiliating words and said, "You said, you are a piece of shit."

Big Nose: "Shit…I’m_**,_I_am_holly_**!"

It’s not that the obedient Lord Sikong would open the Internet. His hand strength was not completely relaxed and continued to torture his big nose: “Good, let’s talk about it loudly.”

"I_am_asshole..." Big nose has no dignity at all. Now he feels that the person he hates the most in the past is a cute angel compared to the completely inhumane demon in front of him. He is just fighting for jealousy. Is it necessary to be so vicious?

The target of this incident - the Yangtuzi kept urging Sikongling to show mercy. Sikongling smiled at her: "I'll listen to you and let him live a few more days."

Yangti thought he had made contributions, but he didn't know that Sikong Ling had already felt that the egg was broken, and the matter was probably going to be big, so he had to let go reluctantly.

The big lobster with broken eggs spasmed on the floor. Sikong Ling asked the bartender very gentlely: "Where is the bathroom?"

The bartender trembled and pointed him out the way.

Sikong Ling slowly sprinkled a handful, washed his hands, looked in the mirror, and came back gently and paid the order and gave the tip. Under the terrifying eyes of everyone, he picked up the Maserati key on the table and left.

The familiar figure was naturally Eliza. He smiled faintly when he passed by her and did not say hello. He didn't think that such a heavy anger could give him points, but he didn't care. He wanted to leave this hotel now so as not to be found by the LAPD police. He had to go back to China and find a good lawyer when he came to California again.

Sikong Ling packed his luggage slowly. It was not that he pretended to behave, but that he didn't believe that LAPD was so efficient, and that something happened to the California governor. The tattooed lobster itself was not a good bird. If LAPD's actions were really so efficient, he could only accept his fate.

At this moment, three knocks sounded.

Sikong Ling came to the door and took a look. It was her.

The door opened and Eliza said, "You've gotten into trouble. I saw the ambulance lifting the man away. It seemed that he was seriously injured."

Sikong Ling: "Let's talk about it after coming in."

The door is closed.

Eliza looked at the suitcase he dragged out and complained, "You still know how to run away? Why is it so heavy?"

Sikong Ling: "I endured him when he disturbed me and talked to the girl. He almost tore up the clothes you gave me. I couldn't bear it anymore. Don't worry, when I let go, I touched him and walked away after confirming that there was no gun. I can't make the same mistake a second time."

Eliza said angrily: "Just talk nonsense, you can cause trouble everywhere, aren't you afraid of being expelled from the school?"

Sikong Ling smiled and said, "I come to study and learn things that I am interested in. I find that many courses require attendance, so I may not be able to take the minimum credit, and I will drop out sooner or later. Moreover, I went to Harvard to take a leave of absence before coming to Stanford. I was fired and went to Harvard to play, haha! By the way, I caused trouble today because of you, I am very well-behaved!"

I can't imagine what this guy's well-being looks like. Eliza's heart softened and her voice softened a little: "You have an injury on your hand and you are still fighting with someone, and you are such a strong big man. Is it scaring me... Do your hand still hurt?"

Only then did Sikong Ling realize that the wound seemed to have cracked. He took off his shirt and exposed his strong muscles. Seeing the white gauze oozing blood, he said in confusion: "It's no reason. I used a trick of "sucking the bag" from the tiger claws. I was obviously using my right hand, why did the wound on my left hand collapse?"

Eliza wanted to laugh at his words "take out the baby", but she felt heartbroken again for a while. She bit her lip and said, "I'm afraid I'll go to the hospital to reband it."

Sikong Ling looked at the wound and said, "The hospital gave me some bandages and medicine. I'll just get better if I'm too lazy to go to the hospital and have to run away. If I go to the hospital and I'm hurting, it'll look good."

Eliza: "Then I'll help you."

Sikong Ling took out the medicine bag, she figured out all the items inside, and began to reband him.

The gunshot wound was actually very terrible, and Eliza also had a little dizziness, so she couldn't help but turn pale.

Seeing her appearance, Sikong Ling frowned and said, "Can you do it? Don't force it."

Eliza smiled bitterly and said, "Okay. It's just...I didn't expect you to be so seriously injured. I really...I don't know how to thank you."

Sikong Ling saw that her tears were about to fall, and just smiled faintly: "That's how bonds arise. You said, it hurts so much, how can I forget you in my life?"

Eliza was so dizzy that she couldn't get along with her. She barely bandaged her and almost fainted. Sikong Ling hurriedly helped her to the bed to rest.

Sikong Ling looked down at her pale face and laughed: "You are just bandaging me like this, you are overestimating your ability."

Eliza was embarrassed: "I'm a little dizzy...but I've finished it!"

Seeing her proud look, Sikong Ling said softly: "What a strong girl."

Girl... I haven't heard this title for many years. She liked this title, and her blood suddenly recovered a lot, and she was so happy that she looked like a little girl.

Kawaii... Sikong Ling gently stroked her bright hair and asked, "Who are you?"

She closed her eyes and enjoyed her brief selflessness, and replied lazily: "Eliza."

Sikong Ling: "You know I was studying at Stanford, but I know nothing about you, it's not fair."

Eliza: "I am also from PRC, a single mother who is a miserable mother. She once grew up in the UK and is now a boring civil servant in PRC. She is very busy and has come to the United States for a few times. When you come back, you will definitely not be able to find me...Never_Ever_Maybe..."

Sikong Ling: "Oh...Never_Ever...isn't it too cruel? Then, can we be together tonight?"

Eliza opened her eyes, but did not look at him, nor was she angry. She was just silent, closed her eyes again, and sighed softly.

Sikong Ling: "You can think about it slowly. It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Since I said it, this is another bond. Whether it is successful or not, it is all very meaningful memories."

Eliza was silent for a long time and said leisurely: "California is such a magical place. I have been here for two days, and more things seem to have happened than in the past ten years..."

Sikong Ling: "The magical city, the magical season, the magical boy, the mysterious Eliza..." It is indeed the mysterious Eliza. She didn't even know her Chinese name, and she seemed unwilling to say it.

He lowered his head and kissed her fragrant lips gently, but Eliza grabbed the wound on her left hand as soon as he touched it, causing him to snort bitterly.

Eliza bit her fragrant lips and said softly, "I'm sorry, give me some more time."

Sikong Ling admired her extremely tangled pretty face, smiling without saying a word. If she could still escape tonight, the three words Sikong Ling had to be written upside down.

He kicked off his shoes and lay beside her, leaning against her soft body, the lady's fragrance filled his nose, feeling like a fairy.

"What are you doing in broad daylight today?" Eliza asked casually.

Sikong Ling replied casually: "Help a friend in China send something to the person there. The person is not there, it is mysterious. The person in the bar is not himself, and the friend asks to deliver it to the person himself."

Eliza seemed to have grabbed something and began to think.

Eliza: "What?"

Sikong Ling: "It seems like a letter and some photos."

Eliza finally caught something: "...What is your Chinese name?"

Sikong Ling: "Sikong Ling, the Zero who is surnamed Sikong, the Zero. Oh, where is yours?"

After a long time, Eliza said decisively: "Duanmu Meng."
Chapter completed!