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Chapter 54 Flame Red Lips Cinnabar Blood
Magic City, Private Palace, Box 1.

Since Zheng Tianyang hung up the video, he leaned back on the back of the chair, stretched out his hands to rub the center of his brows, and sighed vaguely.

"This man is always like this..."

Zhan Feifei couldn't help looking at Zheng Tianyang with infatuation. She couldn't think of a description for a while, but silently turned his glass over and poured that Talisker 44-year-old whiskey.

If it hadn't been for the Dragon Lord who had called the ghost matchmaker directly, Zheng Tianyang would never have revealed that the ghost matchmaker was there when he got the five emperors' money, and the other party's strange reaction.

Lord Dragon may fall into a pit if he is not sure, to go through fire and water for him, and be a pawn to explore the way, really...

"...the heart has the danger of mountains and rivers, and the chest has the depth of a city."

Under Zhan Feifei's obsessive gaze,

Zheng Tianyang stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, played with it in his hand, and took a sip from time to time, not knowing where his thoughts were going, anyway, he never looked at Zhan Feifei.

The door opened, and the Dragon Lord walked in.

He went straight back to his original position and sat down, rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his palm, wiped the set of five emperors' money with a distance of one or two centimeters, and closed it with a "snap" with regret and reluctance on his face. cover, and pushed the ancient silver box back in front of Zheng Tianyang.

Zhan Feifei showed an angry face, Zheng Tianyang smiled lightly and said, "Old Dragon, what are you saying? Don't dare to answer?"

"Don't dare!"

The Dragon King replied honestly, retracted his hands, and sighed: "Mr. Zheng, I have been diligently cultivating the Tao recently. If you are a dragon or not, don't mention it. You should call me an old turtle."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Tianyang's face twitched a little, and Zhan Feifei couldn't express her anger.

This Dragon Lord is quite proficient in the way of learning and selling now, and he is an expert in self-shaming and self-humiliation.

It is not unreasonable to be able to walk among heroes, high-ranking officials, tycoons, and tycoons in this powerful place, a land of heroes, all the way to the seventies and eighties, and still be able to show up in public and eat well.

Zhan Feifei admired him three times, and despised him seven times. She no longer looked at him, but stood up and stared at Zheng Tianyang.

"Nursed by God."

"what do you say?"

Zheng Tianyang said indifferently: "What did you say? The murderer is dead, so he is not dead?"

Zhan Feifei looked cold: "Do you know who I'm talking about?"

"Magic City Glass?"

Zheng Tianyang shook his head, and said: "Since Lao Long dare not accept it, I will ask for it personally for the sake of my son's funeral."

"If she takes over, I, Zheng Tian, ​​will take over her affection. I will promise her how much money and what conditions."

"If she doesn't pick up, it's just to vent her anger at the loss of her son, contact a few or five friends, and cut off her business."

"What else?"

The more flat Zheng Tianyang's tone was, the more violently Zhan Feifei's chest rose and fell, and she shouted, "I want her to die!"

Zheng Tianyang frowned: "Why?"

Zhan Feifei shed tears, dazzled her eye makeup, and gritted her teeth: "If she hadn't provoked Zheng Zha, in order to spoil her, how could something happen to Zheng Zha?"

"Now that my son is dead, why should she live well?"

"I won't let it go."

After Zhan Feifei said something, a well-maintained and delicately made-up face was distorted, as ferocious as a ghost.

Zheng Tianyang showed disgust without any concealment.

This angered Zhan Feifei even more, she snatched the wine glass from Zheng Tianyang's hand, downed it in one gulp, and slammed the glass on the table.

"boom!"

"Zheng Tianyang!"

Zhan Feifei went from expression, to look, to voice, from rage to the peak, and said calmly and almost coldly:
"Back then, I was the only one who insisted on giving birth to Zheng Zha."

"Now, I alone can avenge my son."

Zheng Tianyang picked up the wine glass, looked at the stained lips on it, and was unmoved by Zhan Feifei's words.

Zhan Feifei took one last look at him, turned around and walked to the bathroom, and said:

"Sorry, take it easy, both of you."

"I'll go get some makeup."

Watching her walk into the bathroom, within a few seconds, there was a "bang" sound from inside, as if glass was broken.

Lord Dragon looked at Zheng Tianyang and asked, "Why don't you go in and have a look?"

Zheng Tianyang picked up a tissue, wiped the lip marks on the wine glass, shook his head and said, "No, I understand her."

The lip marks were wiped clean, but Zheng Tianyang still frowned, as if he still felt that it was not clean, so he simply changed to a wine glass...

……

bathroom.

Standing in front of the half-broken mirror, Zhan Feifei picked up a piece of broken glass and scratched it on her fingertips, blood dripped out.

As if she didn't feel any pain at all, she slowly and forcefully smeared the blood on her lips along the line of her lips.

I looked in the mirror and saw that it was bright red and pure, like a fire burning.

Zhan Feifei smiled in satisfaction.

Flaming red lips, nothing like this.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she had already restored her delicate makeup, especially her red lips, which were dripping red.

"Tianyang, Lord Dragon."

"I still have guests, excuse me."

Zhan Feifei smiled apologetically at the two of them, turned around and left Box 1.

Flowers bloom with a smile,

Walking swaying,
Zhan Feifei, the queen of night shows, is blooming wantonly like a black dahlia.

"Tsk!"

After Zhan Feifei left the box, Lord Long looked away and sat down beside Zheng Tianyang.

"Her hand was hurt."

"I saw."

"Hard hearted enough."

Lord Dragon smiled lightly, but what he said was cruel: "I mean, why did you invite me to play this play?"

"Dare, you want to provoke her to die."

The sound of "acting" shocked the sky.

The two people present are both actors in the play, so the situation is calm.

Zheng Tianyang did not refute, and said flatly: "Yes, I just want to provoke her to die."

"Her viciousness and madness, didn't you see it just now?"

Lord Dragon thought for a while, then nodded slowly.

Maybe it was because he drank too much wine and had another glass of whiskey, Zheng Tianyang's words gradually increased:
"When our son died, this woman was already insane."

"She was right about one thing."

Lord Dragon asked jokingly, "Which sentence?"

"My son is dead, why should she live?"

For the first time, strong emotions appeared on Zheng Tianyang's face, and hatred surged like a tide.

This "she" is obviously not Magic City Liuli.

"If she hadn't taught her son to be like that,
I, Zheng Tianyang, will not cut off my children and grandchildren! "

"I want her dead!"

"hiss!"

Lord Long gasped, and could not help but move his butt to the side.

The same "I want her to die", the same ferocious face, in a trance, the faces of Zheng Tianyang and Zhan Feifei overlapped in the Dragon King's mind.

There is only one thought in his mind: not a family, not entering a family.

In terms of viciousness, the two men and women are equally divided, and no one can tell the other.

Zheng Tianyang's emotions were revealed only for a moment.

He just closed his eyes, opened them again and returned to normal, and asked lightly: "Old Dragon, is what you said just now true?"

They're not exactly acting, either.

Lord Dragon waved his hands again and again: "Just call me Old Gui."

Zheng Tianyang: "..."

Lord Dragon sighed: "I really don't dare to look at it, don't dare to predict it, and dare not count it."

"The old blind man packs his luggage and runs away, and even gives me eye care. I can't really bang my head on a rock."

"I dare not."

Zheng Tianyang frowned: "Aren't you going to test it out?"

Lord Dragon smiled lightly and said: "I tried it, isn't this waiting for the result?"

He took out his iPhone from inside his linen gown, dialed the number, and hung up after connecting.

A minute later, there was a knock on the box door.

"Come in."

Lord Dragon shouted, the door opened, and a young man wearing google glasses walked in.

The Dragon King asked, "What's the matter?"

The young man replied: "I have screened out a suitable candidate through the self-media groups in the whole magic city, and I will have a 'chance encounter' with Liuli in the magic city tomorrow."

Lord Dragon asked again: "Is it safe?"

The young man adjusted his glasses, and his tone was unmistakable: "Nothing will go wrong!"

Lord Long waved his hand, looked at Zheng Tianyang, and said with a smile: "Try it, you can't leave your tail, or you will be followed and grabbed by the tail, and the turtle shell is useless."

Zheng Tianyang was speechless for a moment as he watched the young man walk out of the box, and then saw the proud look of the Dragon Lord.

Is this with a turtle?

Or are you addicted to humiliation?

"What if the test yields results?" Zheng Tianyang asked.

"Look at the good and the bad."

The Dragon Lord shrugged: "It goes without saying, I'll start searching for dragon acupuncture points for your son, the water and land dojo, and make a big deal of it."

Zheng Tianyang asked: "What if it's not good?"

"not good?"

The raised shoulders of the Dragon Lord collapsed:

"I run too!"

Zheng Tianyang: "..."

Lord Dragon got up and walked out of the box: "Go and rest, go and pack your luggage."

Before leaving the box, he glanced at the bright red stain on the doorknob, and sighed: "What a crime!"

In the Dragon King's mind, the black dahlia and the flaming red lips once again appeared.

……

"Wow, Flaming Lips!"

"Beautiful!"

Liu Li hugged the pillow and huddled on the sofa with her bare feet. When she saw Xiao Jiu coming up with fruit, her eyes lit up.

Not to the fruit, but to Xiao Jiu's red lips, grabbing Xiao Jiu and asking, "Where did you buy your lipstick? What brand? What color?"

Xiao Jiu was a little confused by the question, she was stunned for a moment before she realized, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Boss, boss, this is not lipstick."

"Not lipstick?"

Liu Li didn't believe it.

"Well, it's cinnabar blood."

Sitting next to Liu Li, Xiao Jiu began to popularize science: "The ancestral rules of our Lin family, if the women in the family participated in funeral affairs that day, they are yin, and they are tainted with yin, we are required to use cinnabar blood on their lips and take a little positive yang." The meaning of destroying evil."

"Cinnabar blood is made by mixing heart blood with cinnabar."

Liu Li didn't understand, so she asked, "I understand cinnabar, what's on my mind?"

"It's fingertip blood." Xiao Jiu showed Liu Li the middle finger of his right hand, and took a closer look, but he could only vaguely see a hole the size of a needle tip, which had healed.

Liu Li stroked her chin, looked carefully at Xiao Jiu's lips, and enviously said, "It's not bad."

Xiao Jiu became serious, and said seriously: "Boss, you can't just use fingertip blood, you must mix cinnabar."

"if not?"

"Blood on the heart will lead to fire in the heart, resentment will rise to the sky, hatred will linger, and there will be a bloody disaster."

"Is that so..."

Liu Li looked like "I'll just listen", obviously not taking it to heart.

Xiao Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, and honestly took out a small porcelain box as big as a watch dial and shaped like that, and offered it: "Boss, I adjusted this myself, here it is for you."

Liu Li accepted it unceremoniously, and said happily: "Then I'm not polite, maybe I can use it tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, I may have to go to the door tomorrow, but I haven't decided whether to go or not?"

Liu Li rubbed the pillow in her arms vigorously, and said irritably, "Hey, the college reunion, I'm so annoying."

Xiao Jiu was confused and asked tentatively, "Boss, don't you want to go?"

Liu Li shook her head and said, "I want to go, the whole dormitory has gone, and I haven't seen them for a long time."

"That……"

"Damn it, you said you want to bring your family!!!"

Liu Li thought the pillow was being smashed by the classmate organizer, "I'm so pissed off, where do I get my family from?"

Xiao Jiu spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

When Liu Li was almost depressed, Xiao Jiu continued: "Boss, you may not be able to leave tomorrow."

"How to say?"

"Another customer has arrived."

"Client, who?"

"A little Internet celebrity whose ID has become prettier."

(End of this chapter)