C175

Monica was originally going to discuss with the judge tonight about the reorganization of the Hong Dao Group. Whether it was in the areas of convenience or manpower control, the judge who had mastered the black and white power of the neighboring city was undoubtedly a side meeting that Monica should be trying her best to follow.

However, just as she was about to enter the judge's office, Monica heard voices coming from inside.

"Mr. Anderson, welcome back to the neighboring city."

"…"

"No, I have always been the best partner of the German gang. At that time, regardless of whether it's the Star Gauze Society or the Hong Palace, your gang will have my full support."

"…"

"Luo Liang? "Don't worry, Luo Liang has always been under my watch. I will report his every move to your sect. He definitely will not leave the neighboring city under my watch. If he leaves, I will also save his life for your sect."

Hearing this, for some reason, Monica's heart couldn't help but ache.

Monica had long known that being the mistress of a judge was just a pawn for him. However, every time she heard the news about Luo Liang, she would always see the awkward appearance of the man in the small building on the mountaintop.

Perhaps, she wanted to see that man's clumsy appearance once again.

She comforted herself in her heart.

However, by some strange accident, her hand had unconsciously felt the exquisite pistol that she had been carrying by her side all this time.

Only after she had killed the judge did she wake up and leave the scene on her motorcycle.

He gave the wild wolf a call. In the phone, the wild wolf said without hesitation that it would take care of everything.

Then Monica realized that she had lost her way, that no matter how suddenly she looked back, she could not see her own bright spot in the lights of the neighboring city.

Gradually, when she came back to her senses, she found that she had arrived at the underground boxing ring where the star river would gather.

Ever since Hu Ming An brought the Blood Gold Group to the Star Gauze Association, the atmosphere between the two gangs had always been on the edge of subtlety and danger due to the familiarity of their subordinates. But now that he had appeared, it was undoubtedly a sign that things were getting worse, as if he was waiting for something to happen.

He still couldn't muster the strength to leave this place.

What's wrong with me? Am I too tired?

Recently, the Hong Dao Hall was busy and she was indeed tired.

But was that all?

She questioned herself in her heart until the man came out with a cigarette, and her heart, as if it could no longer be deceived, shattered into glass and scattered on the ground.

Sometimes, what was lost was not only the answer, but more of a heart lacking in courage.

"Luo Liang, make an agreement with me."

"A promise?" Luo Liang narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that he was not used to this kind of situation.

"Or" Monica slowly turned around. Following that, in the wind, Monica took off her clothes.

"It's a deal."

The wind blew, the lights dimmed, and Monica's hair danced as if she were alive. Her beautiful body, which all men dreamed of, seemed to be within reach of Luo Liang.

At this moment, Luo Liang's heart had suddenly calmed down.

"Tell me about it. Although I have Hu Mingan's billions, I have a bad habit of reneging on my debt. Unless, I can't renege on my debt."

At this moment, if there were an outsider present, Monica and Luo Liang would definitely be shocked.

The two of them did not look like they normally did. The woman was absolutely beautiful, her attacks were decisive, and the man was as smart as a demon. It was easy for him to retreat and defend.

What a lousy couple.

"Good, I didn't sense wrongly, you are the kind of man that hides his strength very well."

Monica suddenly laughed. This laugh could cause another country to fall.

She slowly pulled up her clothes. Just now, she was just testing Luo Liang. The hand she held behind her back was holding that exquisite handgun of hers.

As for Luo Liang, he leaned back in his chair with a relaxed and casual expression on his face. How could he possibly find the anxious look on his face just now?

"Same here, same here. When I was five years old, Father Luo already taught me Night Thorn Rose."

The rose had thorns, and everyone knew them. If they hid in the night, they would be able to distinguish them.

When he was six years old, Luo Liang had endured the pain and the blood, and had picked the first rose. At the age of seven, Luo Liang had secretly brought a pair of scissors along with him to flatten a rose garden that had been planted for three years.

When Father Luo was about to fight, Luo Liang's voice sounded very clear under the night sky.

"Attack with strength, use a shield to counter a spear. Dad, isn't this what you taught me?"

Old Man Luo's raised hand paused for a moment, then he pushed down even more heavily, hitting Little Lou Liang on the butt.

"Bastard, you can just cut one. Who asked you to cut the entire flower bed for me, you brat!" I'll let you talk back! "

What Luo Liang did not know was that at that time, while Old Man Luo was cursing and beating up Luo Liang, happiness had already blossomed in his heart.

If a flower stabs me, I will exterminate your flower bed, and if one person offends me, I will exterminate your entire clan.

Men were supposed to be domineering and unyielding.

Monica had never expected that her father would act like this all those years ago. She slowly walked around the courtyard barefooted, as if she was stepping on the moonlight.

"Has your old man Luo ever taught you how to make a promise with a woman? It's best if you don't agree to it, otherwise, it will be fated that you will never be able to shake him off."

"That depends on how you get rid of it. If you die, you can get rid of everything. Of course, the one who dies should not be me."

Luo Liang stood up and pressed the remote control on the table.

He was not an idiot like everyone else who saw him.

"Then let's add some stakes to the deal."

The gentle music flowed through the courtyard like flowing water. It was as beautiful as the night moon, causing one to be able to enter into a dream-like state.

"I've been interested in making guns recently."

Luo Liang walked to Monica's side and gently pulled her waist up. The two of them danced with the wind.

This time, Luo Liang's dance moves were unexpectedly skilled and professional.

"Take my money and make your gun. Aren't you afraid of the gun going off?"

Monica whispered into Luo Liang's ear. Her voice was as sweet as honey and as poisonous as arsenic.

"My gun, it's hard to fire."

The next moment, the two of them separated as if they had a tacit understanding of each other. Luo Liang walked to the side and stood where Monica had been looking at the lights at the bottom of the cliff.

"I want all the territories in the neighboring cities within three months."

This was an agreement, or rather, the ambition of a monstrous genius.

Luo Liang slightly tilted his body as if he was talking to Ye Feng.

"Three months. I want the cause of death of Father Luo."

The agreement was made.

One for money, one for life.

This time, it wasn't just the Hongdao hall that was being reorganized.

The Hong family, the Belt Gang, the returning German gang, and General Vallarino, who was not part of the plan.

Luo Liang put the wine cup back into its original position. If someone paid attention to it, they would realize that the position had remained the same twice.

"I'll send you off?" Monica asked.

"No, I want to walk."

The figure casually waved his hand and did not turn back.

If someone were to look, they would see that the figure was not tall and sturdy, but actually had the same color as the night.

"What a man with a heart like a rose."

Luo Liang did not see it, nor would he have the chance to see it. In the next moment, the woman who had seemed to be a monster just a moment ago suddenly fell to the ground and started crying loudly, her tears streaming down her face as she wailed like ghosts.

And then he started to laugh.

He was laughing and crying like a madman.