209: C209 He Took the Opportunity to Test Them

C209 He Took the Opportunity to Test Them

The Vermilion Bird was fearless, and a cold smile appeared on its lips. "What? You don't dare?"

Beitang Shen's voice was bone-chilling, "I, Beitang Shen, have nothing that I don't dare to do!"

"Then follow me!"

On the top floor.

The night wind blew, and starlight flickered. Two tall and straight figures stood by the railing, staring coldly at each other.

"The Vermillion Bird threw a can of beer over. Beitang Shen casually grabbed it and pulled open the zipper with a bang.

"I'll accompany you!" The vermilion bird also opened a can of beer. It leaped for the rest of its life and sat on the two meter tall platform.

Beitang Shen also jumped onto the platform and sat beside her. The two of them remained silent and raised their heads to drink. Soon after, a can of beer was finished and the empty can was thrown onto the roof, making loud noises.

"Again!" Vermilion Bird took out a can of beer from behind and handed it to him. As he took the beer, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye and saw that there were two cans of beer piled up behind her back.

After drinking the two cans of beer, his expression remained the same as usual as he coldly said, "Drinking like this is too boring. Why don't we compete and see who drinks more?"

The Vermilion Bird's face was expressionless. "There is a win or loss in the competition. What do you plan to use as a wager?"

Beitang Shen's sharp gaze tightly locked onto her, "Freedom. If you win, I will return your freedom. "

The corner of the vermilion bird's mouth curled up, "Alright, if you win. . . I will work for you for the rest of my life!" The contract she signed with Beitang Shen. It was only twenty years, and she was using her freedom as a bet.

Two pairs of cold and emotionless eyes intertwined. They fiercely touched the wine jar, signaling the establishment of the bet and the start of a competition.

One can of beer after another was poured into their stomachs. Empty cans were thrown to the roof one after another. The two of them sat on the high platform like two machines, mechanically repeating the action of pouring wine. Starlight sprinkled on their bodies, giving rise to lonely and sorrowful feelings.

After drinking for an unknown period of time, the Vermillion Bird's eyes began to blur. The beer had already reached her throat. She covered her mouth, burped, and said with a slightly drunk tone, "Why didn't you kill me back then?"

She knew that this man loved Xia Dong to the bone. She kidnapped and hurt Xia Dong, but did not expect that he would actually spare her life.

Beitang Shen's eyes were also hazy as he drank a mouthful of wine. He said faintly, "I have an agreement with you. "

She sneered, "An agreement? For a man like you, is an agreement useful?"

He was not the kind of person who would abide by the agreement. In Japan, she had already seen his ruthless methods.

He turned his head to look at her. Under the starlight, her beautiful face carried a faint sneer, but her eyes also carried a bit of drunkenness. There was a hint of charm in her cold and elegant eyes. He had to admit that she was very beautiful.

"Just take it that I value her. "

Her red lips curled up as she looked at the resplendent city night scene. She said indifferently, "I won't be grateful to you. Sometimes, losing freedom is worse than death. "

"I know, I don't need your gratitude. " He also looked into the distance. That was the port. It was brightly lit, and it led the ship back to the sea. However, the lamp in his heart that guided him had already been extinguished.

He loved her for five years, and in the end, she did not belong to him.

The sadness in his heart had no place to complain. It could only turn into melancholy and beer, pouring into his heart together. It was so bitter that it made his eyes sparkle with something like glass shattering.

The wine jar in his hand was empty again, just like his heart.

After a long time.

The night wind blew, bringing with it the hustle and bustle of the city, the sound of a whistle.

The two bodies lay on the high platform, unmoving.

Suddenly, a pair of pitch-black eyes opened. The cold gaze made people shiver. She turned to look at the person beside her. His eyes were closed and his brows were tightly knitted. His entire body emitted a strong smell of alcohol.0

The Vermillion Bird called out to him softly, "Beitang Shen?"

He frowned impatiently and turned around, his back facing her.

Her slender fingers slowly slid down, reaching for her calf. She took out a sharp dagger from her leather boots.

She looked at his broad back and raised the dagger high up. It was this man who had destroyed her freedom, destroyed her pride, and even used her beloved Dean Lin to force him. If she killed him, she would be able to regain her freedom and be reunited with Dean Lin.

The piercingly cold killing intent suddenly swelled, and was ready to strike!

She raised her hand high up and stabbed down heavily, but at the last moment, she controlled herself. She had gone mad, she had really gone mad. If she killed him, how could she escape from the hunt of Yamaguchi Group, and how could she save Dean Lin from Japan?

When the alcohol surged up, she almost did something that she couldn't bring herself to regret.

She put down the dagger dejectedly and quietly put the dagger back into her boot. Then, pretending that nothing had happened, she quietly laid beside him.

Beitang Shen suddenly turned around, his eyes as cold as ice. He didn't look like he was drunk at all. He said coldly, "Why didn't you attack?"

The Vermilion Bird broke out in cold sweat. It turned out that this man wasn't drunk at all, but was pretending. He definitely didn't believe in his own loyalty, so he took the opportunity to test him.

"Why didn't you do it?" He stared at her coldly, as if he wanted to see through her internal organs.

Her lips moved. She said indifferently, "If I kill you, I won't live either. Although I hate not having freedom, there are important people who deserve to make me give up my freedom "

" You are only half a second away from death "

His right hand moved, and only then did she see clearly that he was holding a very small pistol, if she didn't stop her assassination. . . Then, his bullet would not hesitate to pierce through her heart.

Her eyes sank. "I won't be so silly in the future. "

He glanced at her and sat up from the high platform. "You're good at drinking. "

The corner of her lips curled up. "Your alcohol tolerance is also not bad. "

"We tied. "

"The bet was voided. "

He stretched out his right palm and stood in midair. She also stretched out her right palm, and the two of them heavily struck once.

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Xia Dong came out of the backyard and returned to the living room. She simply treated the burns on her arm. Fortunately, it was not very serious.

A servant came forward, "Young Madam, old madame invites you to temporarily stay in the guest room tonight. I have already tidied up the guest room on the second floor. If you need anything, call me at any time. "

"Okay, I understand. Sorry to trouble you. " Han did not remember her now, so she could not go back to her room to rest.

Her guest room was at the end of the second floor. Before she went back to her room, she went to Xiaobao's room. Yi was also there. She roughly told them about Baili Han's situation, and the two little guys were shocked.

Yi touched his chin and sighed as if he was experienced. "Why did daddy's memory go back to five years ago? And it was before Su Yunqian left the country! "

Xiaobao puffed up his cheeks and showed a face full of hatred. "Dad actually wants to see Su Yunqian. What would he say to her? It can't be a proposal, right?"

Yi frowned. "It can't be. Who would propose in the middle of the night?"

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