Chapter 181

In the morning, the sky is still gray.

A gentleman dressed man in a red bow tie was looking at his watch until someone stood in front of him.

"Here you are."

Bert put away his watch and put it in the pocket of his dark green suit.

"She didn't come?" Bert lowered his voice. Quite surprised.

Jize nodded.

Burt took out a rather old brass and gold pocket watch from the other side pocket, which was covered with some dark blue paint, and gave it to him as a farewell gift.

This scene seems normal to others.

In fact, Burt's original words were, "this is the Marshal's keepsake. He owes me a life. You can take this and go to him, and he will help you settle everything. As for the train ticket, I gave it to the barber, and you can pick it up

"Thank you."

Jize rubbed his watch with his fingertips and breathed a breath slowly. The expression on his face was more sincere.

"Bon voyage."

Burt had some sympathy for his experience, but when he remembered that he had been calculated by Lin Lang, he couldn't say any words of comfort.

Bert boarded the ocean liner and began to slowly leave the dock.

Maybe the atmosphere of parting was too heavy. He took off his hat, stood on the deck and yelled at him, "live well! You are a man of iron! Don't worry about it! Don't be a coward! If you can't do it, just go straight ahead! "

“……”

Why are these words so strange together?

Jize kneaded his brow and waited until he was out of sight. Then he turned back and went to the barber shop. He winked at the store manager and pretended to walk into it. Soon, a man dressed the same as him came out, lowered his face and asked the master to cut his hair.

The real owner had already changed into a light brown woolen coat, revealing the gray waistcoat and the snow-white edge of his shirt. He was wearing a dark black felt hat. He became more and more expensive, like a young professor who had just returned from his studies abroad. He left the secret back door, picked up a black leather box and went to catch the next train.

He had to go to the house of general pan in a short time and persuade him to borrow his own elite troops.

A wide range of means, no matter what, is just a pinch in the economic lifeline. However, Jize believes that in this era of warlords' chaotic separatism, big fists tend to be more effective.

He was the first to arrive at the railway station and was preparing to get on the train to check in.

"Mr. Peng, take your time."

Qing and Rourun female voice came from the side, the content is not very real, it seems that there are "cooperation", "hospitality" and other words.

Jize felt that the voice was a little familiar. After a glance, he caught a slim figure. Obviously, there are so many women wearing cheongsam around, and there are many of them with good looks and temperament. But he saw that woman at the first sight. When he reached out to touch the hairpin between his hair, the jade bracelet fell gently, which was like a dream.

Jizawa almost stopped at the moment.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

How could this woman be at the train station?

Just waiting for a rabbit?

Jize bite teeth, he knew that he should not believe her words, said not to follow, is not to worry about him?

He cursed in his heart, intending to hide his figure by the flow of people.

Seeing Lin Lang turn around and go in the direction opposite to him, before the man could be happy, she suddenly changed her mind and went straight to him.

Jize had no choice but to retreat and walk backward.

But he looked up and saw that he was about to leave the railway station. He was not reconciled to the fact that he was one step short. He thought that he would take advantage of the chaos to pass by her, like a stranger, but as soon as he turned back, he heard the voice of "husband".

It's over.

Found out.

Jize's heart seems to be loaded with several small rabbits, alive and disorderly, are going to run to the throat. He hurried back, pretending not to hear.

"Husband? My husband

Now that question becomes an affirmative sentence.

Jize heard the difference between them, and he wanted to die.

He walked forward with long legs, trying hard to shake off the Lin Lang.

"Husband, wait for me..."

Jize walked out of the crowd and was about to run. Suddenly he saw pearl standing in front of him and some strong male servants.

When we meet on a narrow road, both sides stare at each other.

Jize's legs were like lead and couldn't move.

It turns out that all the traps are dug here.

In the back of the Lin Lang step on high-heeled shoes, a pair of anxious color on the face, but in the heart secretly smile unceasingly.

She wanted to see what kind of excuse the man was going to use this time.

"Husband, it's really you." Lin Lang poked out his head from behind him, "what a coincidence, I originally sent people, but I didn't expect to see you again." She looked at the man's face as black as the bottom of a pot, grinned and pretended to be curious and asked, "did Mr. Burt return home by train?"ask while knowing the answer.

Jize took a deep breath, "how long have you been ambushing? Did you see it all? "

"Husband, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Lin Lang's fingers grasped his cuff.

"Stop pretending!"

The man finally broke out and shook off the man, "don't you just want to see me being deliberately played with and caught on the spot? Are you happy now? Satisfied? Is my sad and desperate face as pleasant as Madame? "

Lin Lang was slightly stunned.

Can't help it?

The blue veins on Jize's forehead suddenly came out, like a sudden bulge of Qiu Zhi, ferocious and terrible. His eyes gradually became bloodshot because of the excitement. He was possessed by the devil, as if he had changed a person.

He thought of the choking feeling that Lin Lang strangled his neck when he came back to his room that day.

Since the vicious woman found out that he wanted to escape, she would not let him go.

In fact, deep in Ji Ze's heart, in addition to the fear of Lin Lang, the annoyance and annoyance of being teased, there are some unclear happy emotions.

He didn't even know whether he wanted Lin Lang to appear to stop him from escaping, or not to let him leave. No matter which choice he chose, he didn't like it. The former would lead to the failure of his plan, and the latter made him feel that Lin Lang didn't attach so much importance to him, so he escaped from it.

"Husband, you..." Lin Lang bit his lips.

"Oh, don't you think it's ironic to call me husband? Do you think I'm your husband? You despise me, insult me, abuse me, tame me, use your favorite way of conquest, leaving bloodstains on my body. Am I your husband? A dog is not as mean as I am

He tore open the collar of his shirt, and the bruise was still on his neck. "I've had enough of it!"

"Well, you're very proud to see that I'm playing around and I can't escape your palm? Now how do you want to torture me? Flogging? Blanching? Hunger strike? Or do you strangle me with a handkerchief like I did a few days ago? "

"Yes, I can't fight you. Am I losing the head office? Don't you just want to play some animal training game? I'm sorry, I won't accompany you! "

Jize went to a railroad track and lay down, with a side face and a sneer at her.

It's gloomy. It's chilly.

"But if Madame wants to play, she can go to hell with me."

"The eighteenth floor of purgatory will go through at that time, and my wife will be more happy to see it."

"What are you going to do?" she said

"Why, can't the lady see it?"

"Stay on the track, commit suicide."

Jize looked at her stunned expression and felt a pang of pain.

She had no idea that she should be able to give up.

People's heart is beyond control.

No matter how smart she is, there are times when she fails.

She did not know that when a man was not even afraid of death, there was no other thing to threaten him.

He thought like this, unexpectedly some complacent, this game, after all, he pulled back.

Ji Ze inadvertently raised his eyes, but saw that man, stunned, eyes gradually filled with a layer of mist.

He was stupefied and opened his mouth unconsciously.

What's the trick?

"You You come back... "

As if she had just regained her consciousness, she rushed to him, grabbed her wrist, and tried to drag him away from the dangerous area of the railway track. The steaming train would come from afar, and crush people into a blood bubble.

Jize was pulled, the skin on his hand could clearly feel her strength, as if it was going to be embedded in the skin. However, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Now it's a bit like Feng Shui in turn. Instead, she's begging him.

What's going on?

Does she care so much about his life and death?

"Madame, what are you doing? Aren't you proud of it? It is not everyone's ability to drive a person crazy. " He tried to get rid of the strange idea and satirized her.

"No, it's not..." She said incoherently, "I didn't want to let you die. I was just so angry that I wanted to scare you I don't want you to die... "

Lin Lang began to weave sweet lies again.

"That's because I love my husband so much that I can't stand my husband's affection for another woman, and I can't stand being just a stand in and our children I hate, I hate, I want to revenge my husband's heartless But But... "

Her tears rolled down like snow drops. "Nevertheless, I still like my husband..."

What is it like for a soft hostage to be confessed by a vicious kidnapper?

Jize's psychological activities are very contradictory.

The confession came so suddenly that he didn't know what to do. He had to rely on instinct.

"You don't want to die, I don't want you to die..."Jize almost believe, raised his hand involuntarily put his arm around the other side's waist, and then suddenly a spirit of excitement, his eyes cold to the bone, "are you lying to me? You just want to coax me back to abuse me! Do you think I don't know your dirty and mean ideas? "

"No, I won't..."

Lin Lang cried a little bit out of breath, a little embarrassed.

But from the man's point of view, this woman's crying is too foul.

Pear with tears, sad.

Some people passed by, surprised to see the couple sitting on the rail, Lin Lang cried "miserable", the eyes of condemnation fell on the man.

Jize felt uncomfortable.

Obviously, it was he who wanted to die. Why did he finally become his own?

"Hey, don't cry. Many people are watching."

Jize pushed her. When he was outside, he always showed people with a gentle and gentle face. There was no such gaffe.

Lin Lang is still crying, a pair of eyes are crying red.

It's like a rabbit he once raised with snow-white hair and beautiful eyes.

"Don't cry..." His voice of persuasion became weaker and weaker.

This person cries too beautiful, that kind of arouses the person to be distressed.

He gave her a kiss on her tearful cheek. His voice was soft and blurred.

Lin Lang glared at him.

Jize was even more embarrassed.

No, I'm really attracted to this bad woman.

He's really finished.