Chapter 111 Heroic Competition 1
The light from the crystal chandelier is like molten gold, generously splashing across the villa's spacious living room.
Mingyue was like a thief, taking a quick glance at the battle situation and then sneaking along the edge.
The air was stagnant, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
The three men each occupied a different position, each with their own posture. However, their gazes were like sharp arrows, fixed firmly on the same target.
Chi Heng.
The handsome man has a pair of green eyes like a cold-blooded animal and soft golden hair as dazzling as the god Apollo.
He slowly turned around, with a faint smile on his face, looking at a woman who seemed to have no guilt at all.
Chi Heng's smile not only did not fade, but deepened a bit.
He spoke directly in an intimate tone: "Is Yue'er finished class?"
The smile and provocative tone were like stones thrown into a stagnant pond.
In an instant, a silent and turbulent undercurrent was stirred up.
"Heh-," Freeman Caesar's voice lowered, clearly penetrating the tense atmosphere:
"When we were in Saint Grou, who was it that called Little Moon a playboy? Who was it that said we were crazy?"
"What do you look like if you come here now to ask for your identity? A beggar?"
Morino Ling was so angry that he sat on the sofa, holding his head in his hands in pain and not saying a word.
The day he met Chi Heng in South Africa, he had a bad feeling...
I didn’t expect it to come true today.
Morino Ling had nothing to say. This was all his retribution.
Chi Heng saw Mingyue sitting in the restaurant calmly, not looking at the four men the whole time.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and a fleeting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Chi Heng thought Mingyue would at least come over to mediate in this situation, so he started a long speech.
Or either apologize or get rid of him.
Or maybe he would just lose his temper like last time, scold them one by one and tell them all to get out.
Unexpectedly, after she sat down, she took out a notebook from her bag and started studying seriously?
Ha--how cute.
Chi Heng retracted his sticky gaze and looked at the increasingly cold atmosphere:
"It seems like my 'uninvited guest' is making you brothers... very nervous?"
He deliberately emphasized the three words "brothers".
The ending tone is long and frivolous, like a feather brushing against a powder keg.
"Nervous?" As the recognized boss, Yan Chongzhou sneered.
He walked over to the sofa and sat down, crossing his long legs casually.
But his gaze was like an ice-hardened blade, cutting through Chi Heng with precision.
"My baby loves Chinese food, and we usually have a fixed number of bowls and chopsticks."
As he spoke, he picked up a heavy crystal square cup carved with flowers on the table. This was the only one Mingyue had drunk from.
He bought this expensive handmade crystal glass while on a business trip.
There are 12 pieces in the set, but Mingyue doesn’t think they are cute enough and doesn’t like to use them usually.
As Yan Chongzhou's wrist shook slightly, the clear water drew a dangerous cold arc on the wall of the cup.
He saw the pink lipstick mark, aligned it with its outline, and drank the remaining water in the glass with his head tilted back.
With this unruly look, he doesn't look like the man that his cousin used to say "My cousin has mysophobia..."
"Mr. Chi, there are no chopsticks for you for tonight's meal."
The implication is that he cannot "come to the table".
As Yan Chongzhou finished speaking, he shook his wrist violently and the cup flew out of his hand.
With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it rushed straight towards Chi Heng's face!
The force was so fierce and the angle so tricky that it was obviously not a warning, but a real killing move.
The crystal cup reflected the bright light and rapidly enlarged in Chi Heng's emerald pupils.
He dodged so quickly that only a blurry afterimage was left behind.
The man tilted his head slightly, his body leaning back at an incredibly flexible angle.
The crystal glass almost brushed the tip of his tall nose.
"Bang"
With a loud bang, the cup smashed onto the stone bricks in the garden.
It exploded like hail, scattering all over the ground.
Mingyue caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, and her heartbeat quickened slightly.
Don’t panic about small things, trust the boss.
...
Chi Heng, who was not at all panicked when facing three people alone, raised his hand.
He slowly wiped away the wet marks on his chin with his fingertips.
The movements were as graceful as polishing a piece of art.
He looked at Yan Chongzhou, his lips curled up even wider, but there was no smile in his eyes:
"Brother Yan, why are you so angry? It's just a table. Add another set of bowls and chopsticks and squeeze in more to make it more lively."
Chi Heng's eyes swept over the other three people, and then looked at Zhong Liqi who had been leaning against the gate watching the show.
Finally, it fell back on Yan Chongzhou, with naked provocation,
"Or...are you afraid of crowds?"
"Then you can go back to your own home, be magnanimous, and give up your seat, right?"
Freeman Caesar, who was standing on the other side, rarely glanced at Mingyue since she came in.
He was wearing a perfectly tailored dark grey suit, his shirt stretched tight by his bulging pectoral muscles and biceps.
He slowly pulled out a shiny silver pen from his breast pocket.
He unscrewed the pen cap with a leisurely posture, and turned it deftly at his fingertips, with a cold light flowing.
He leaned forward slightly, his sapphire eyes looking at Chi Heng gently.
Like examining a questionable lot:
"If you want to 'squeeze' in and share in this 'excitement', that's naturally... your personal freedom."
Freeman Caesar spoke softly, but his tone was no less cold than Yan Chongzhou's.
His fingertips lightly touched the tip of the pen, which was shining with cold light. His face still had that impeccable gentleman smile, but his voice suddenly dropped in pitch.
Like a venomous snake slithering through the grass:
"But Mr. Chi, this little girl of mine who is loved by everyone is not someone I will take in just because I see her."
"Sorry, she was just being playful. How can a kiss lead to the kind of responsibility you mentioned?"
After hearing this, Chi Heng laughed softly, and the laughter echoed in the empty living room.
He no longer paid attention to Freeman Caesar's poisonous elegance.
His gaze passed over them and went directly to Mingyue, who was in the center of the storm.
His eyes instantly became intense, focused, and possessed of a domineering, predatory quality.
"Mingyue, listen to this! Not only are the three brothers stingy, but even their etiquette for entertaining guests is so... unique."
He took a few steps forward, his steps steady and oppressive.
Chi Heng stared at Ming Yue and smiled, each word clearly spoken:
"I'm not trying to replace them. I'm trying to create a whole new place next to you, one that's all mine."
At this moment, a cold and violent voice suddenly exploded, "Location?"
Morino Ling's voice was filled with undisguised murderous intent:
"A bastard who has ascended to power, a monster without any mental power, is worthy of being on equal footing with us?!"
Mingyue: Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen the prince’s attack power.
A silver light suddenly appeared, like lightning tearing through dark clouds in the dark night.
The iconic silver hair drew a dazzling arc of light under the light, so fast that it was beyond Mingyue's visual range.
Like a lone wolf ready to pounce, it suddenly attacks.
I don't know when a tactical dagger with an extremely fierce shape appeared in my hand.
A sharp whistle rang out in the air, heading straight for the man's slightly open collar.
The knife was fierce, fast and tricky.
The goal was clear: to sever Chi Heng's carotid artery.
The next second, the sharp blade was avoided by Chi Heng, who was faster.
Morino Ling only unbuttoned the top two buttons of the other person's shirt.
At the same time, a thin red line with blood beads was left on the skin below his collarbone.
Morino Ling's knife missed, and his body took advantage of the momentum to spin and land on the ground, kneeling on one knee to cushion the impact.
The remaining crimson on the tip of the dagger in his hand was dazzling under the light.
He raised his head, his amber eyes burning with feral anger under his silver hair, staring at Chi Heng intently.
This scene happened in just a few seconds, and Mingyue pursed her lips.
Morino Ling is really angry...
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