The movement of Cong was very smooth and smooth, and it became perfect in one breath.
He didn't give Alex the chance to struggle or resist.
You have to know that it's not as easy as to touch a tiger's share by planting this object on Alex's body!
If he had a choice, he would be more than willing to touch the tigers' share!
Her muscles were suddenly punched by something hard. Of course, she would feel uncomfortable.
"What are you doing?"
Alex's instinctive defense gave a kick to the man who was still holding onto the remade Stinger.
His purpose had already been achieved. Just when He realized that Alex would definitely attack him, he turned his body to the side and let him go. It was likely because he was worried about the wound on his arm,and because he was anxious to take a look at him, he was still kicked by Alex and was only able to stabilize his body after staggering a little.
"Waaa... uh, what's that?"
Alex stretched his arms, and his muscle tissue was destroyed. The pain made him suck in a cold breath.
"This is something that can't be detected by a metal detector! The wound will heal within 24 hours. I will activate it after you successfully entered the nest of the bank!"
"I'll keep you for collecting the bodies! I hope you can collect a whole body!"
She looked quite relaxed, but Alex didn't understand the meaning of her last sentence. "Is it just a joke or is she telling the truth?"
Alex was slightly stunned, and then he lowered his head to check the wound on his shoulder.
The wound was only the size of two beans, and it could be ignored. However, the muscles were invaded by a strange body, and there was an indescribable uncomfortable feeling of swelling,
"Why don't you install a liquid explosive in my body? I'm going to perish together with the river bank!"
Alex growled in a low voice. After drinking, he became even more ruthless and cruel.
"What? Do you want to die with the river bank? And you want to take your wife and children with you?"
Cong was always able to figure out the 'sacred will' of Alex in such a manner.
He carefully wiped the blood overflowing from Alex's wound with a sterilized towel, but there was no wound with a plaster for rapid healing.
He seemed to want Alex's wound to heal by itself. That would make it look more natural.
"You know so well... if I choose you, you'll definitely survive, right?" Alex asked in an attempt to test the waters.
When the crowd met Alex's eyes, which looked a little low and low, they said in a low voice,
"Normally, I can survive!"
"What about in two circumstances?"
Alex continued to ask.
"In two circumstances... it's hard to say!"
This question seemed to be a waste of time.
"Then how will I die with the other party who is not chosen?"
Alex asked again.
Walking to the crowd in front of the canvas bag, they stopped for a second and then looked back at Alex.
"Why are you in such a hurry to know? If you try it yourself, you'll know everything!"
Obviously, he didn't want to answer Alex's question.
Alex narrowed his eyes and stared sharply at the crowd who was looking for something in the canvas bag. He said in a cold voice,
"If I'm not wrong, you must be one of the adopted sons abandoned by the river bank, right?"
All of a sudden, Cong movement stopped.
Only then did she realize the deep meaning of the proverb in Chinese: To be in the king's company was tantamount to living with a tiger!
He didn't answer her question, nor did he deny it. But it didn't look like a yes-to-be.
"As I said, I don't want to know your past! But from the day you were picked up by me, you are already mine!"
Alex raised his eyebrows and said, "If I can't kill the river bank myself, the important task of history will be handed over to you!" "Unfortunately, I don't accept your trust in history! You'd better find someone else!"
The crowd had just rejected Alex's offer.
"You can't bear to take your adoptive father's life? What are you doing now?" Alex asked with a sneer.
"To save your life!" said Cong in an indifferent tone.
Suddenly, Cong turned around and added, "I will try my best to save your life! But you can choose to commit suicide!"
Alex really wanted to fight with Cong! Because every word he said was so annoying.
"Tell me, how will the river bank deal with Lita and her son?"
Alex seemed to be unable to suppress the anxiety in his heart, and he rushed to the crowd, who was packing up things.
"Don't move, it's Yanbang!"
Just as Alex's waist was hit, his body went limp and he was pushed to the ground by the force of the blow.
Ben was good at fighting, but Cong knew every vital part of a person's body, and every move could be fatal.
However, to deal with Alex, he only needed to use one-fifth of his strength, which was enough to temporarily soft him down and get rid of him.
Just as Cong was not in the mood to continue pestering Alex, he heard footsteps coming from the staircase.
"Are you so afraid of him?"
Alex could see the tense expression on the faces of the crowd.
"Do you want me to die again?"
The stocky man said with deep meaning.
Before Alex could understand the deeper meaning of this sentence, the person who had just brought his canvas bag disappeared into the window.
As expected, they were all low-class goods.
They were all gentlemen on the stage!
Then, Harold opened the door for Yen.
"Where's Alex?" Ben asked directly.
"Second Young Master is upstairs," Harry said respectfully. "I'll go upstairs and call you, Mr. Yen."
"There's no need! I'll go look for him myself."
Ben strode through the living room, and when he just stepped on the stairs, he stopped and looked back.
"Have your Second Young Master had dinner?" he asked.
"I've already eaten... I have a good appetite,"
Harry answered honestly.
Ben nodded thoughtfully. "Okay, you don't have to go upstairs tonight. I'll take good care of him."
What she meant was, was he going to stay here tonight as well?
"Thank you, Mr. Yen!"
If Ben could live here, at least, Harry could feel more at ease.
Up to this point, in fact, Harry and Alice were very clear in their hearts. If this family had to sacrifice a person to be protected, the suitable candidate must be the First Young Master, Ethan!
One was the sun, and the other was the twilight. It was self-evident which was light and which was heavy.
However, Yan could not find Alex in Ethan's medical room. It was tidied up inside, so he should not have entered it.
Looking for the slight sound, Yen walked to the master bedroom on the second floor.
When she pushed open the door, the smell of alcohol greeted her.
It was not strong. It should be mild alcohol like red wine.
Alex lay on the huge wedding gown, wrapped in a festive color. He was playing with an exquisite brocade box in his hand.
"What about drinking wine to relieve our sorrows?"
Ben took the brocade box from Alex's hand and weighed it in his own hand. "What treasure? You're so fond of it that you can't let it go?"
But Alex ook it back and said, "Don't touch my stuff!"
"You're so stingy?"
Ben sat down along the edge of the wedding square and asked in a leisurely voice, "Don't you want to discuss with me how to deal with the river Soldiers?"
"Hey, tell me, is the elder brother more important? Or is the woman who has been slept with the most important?"
Alex asked.
"It's not even more important than you!" Ben blurted out without thinking.