I created the Longevity Club

"A cup of cappuccino, half a cup."

Lu Li stepped into a coffee shop with a smile on his face. He was wearing a black windbreaker, which made him look elegant and humble. Then, he walked to the window seat.

With the busy days, Lu Li also took a small vacation. The afternoon comfort made him lazy for a while. Outside the coffee shop, Peng Hao sat in the car, and his cold eyes swept around. He needed to ensure Lu Li's safety.

"Sir, your coffee."

Soon, the waiter handed Lu Li's coffee over. Lu Li nodded slightly, thanked him and took a sip. His smiling eyes fell outside the window, looking at the busy streets.

People are still immersed in their own lives, as if the turmoil during this period has nothing to do with them. Lu Li also smiled gently. No matter how their Changsheng Club fights with various countries and forces in the world, for ordinary people, it is just a topic of conversation after dinner.

Everyone wants to be the center of a storm on a fishing reel and become a superior person, but these are all extremely trivial things. People want to live their own lives more.

The length of time makes it easy for Lu Li to forget his original identity. He likes to appear in the lives of ordinary people. He likes to have seven emotions and six desires.

When dealing with enemies, he hopes to be a cold god of death. When dealing with friends, he hopes to be a scholar in the eyes of his friends, talking and laughing.

"Sometimes, this kind of life is actually quite boring." Lu Li pinched the small iron spoon, stirred the coffee slightly, and smiled gently.

"Li."

At this time, an elegant voice came, and Lu Li also looked up, but saw Kong Ziman standing at the door of the coffee shop with a smile.

The plain white long skirt swayed an elegant arc as she walked, and the white leather bag in her hand set off her elegance and nobility.

It was also her arrival that attracted the attention of everyone in the coffee shop. Everyone couldn't help but sigh that such a wonderful woman should be a fairy in the sky.

"Why are you here?" Lu Li was a little surprised to see Kong Ziman. He just wanted to be lazy, and no one explained how Kong Ziman knew he was here.

.!8,,: The people in the coffee shop saw that the beautiful fairy was looking for someone. Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw a gentleman and easy-going man. They couldn't help but sigh.

These two people seemed to be a perfect match.

"I don't have classes today, and I'm bored at home, so I came to find you." Kong Ziman smiled elegantly and said, "The flowers at home are blooming. You can go and see them when you have time."

"Well, sure." Lu Li nodded gently. Kong Ziman's favorite thing over the years is to take care of flowers and plants. This is also the only interest she can stick to now.

"What are you drinking?"

"Cappuccino."

"Hello, please give me a cup of cappuccino, the same as that gentleman." Kong Ziman said to the waiter and walked towards Lu Li.

Peng Hao, who was outside, quietly put away his phone and scratched his head. Did he go against Lu Li's idea?

"No matter." Peng Hao shook his head. For him, as long as Lu Li was safe, it was fine. As for these love affairs, it was not something he should pay attention to.

On one side was Lu Li, and on the other side was Lu Li's woman. He was caught in the middle and didn't know how to choose. He could only follow his heart.

"Mr. shouldn't bother with me." Touching his nose, Peng Hao sat in the car, thinking for a while, and came to such a conclusion.

Elliot. Christian played with the dagger, with a cold and bloodthirsty breath under his gloomy eyes, his feet stomped on the ground frantically, and blood flowed.

On the deck of this fishing boat, blood flowed wantonly, and the broken limbs and arms made people look pale and disgusting. At the moment when Elliot. Christian and the crew of this fishing boat clashed, this was just an ordinary sailor, how could he be his opponent.

Even the sailors didn't know what happened, they had already fallen on the deck. At the last moment of their lives, they were still confused, why did they fall to the ground?

There was a dark hole in their chests, and the heart inside had long disappeared. Some people even had their arms cut off.

Elliot. Christian didn't know how to describe himself at this moment. He only felt that his power was extremely powerful. Since he reached a contract with a certain existence that frightened him, he had a different power than before. 0...

He was a senior agent of the CIA and a senior executive who held some power in the CIA. However, he had not awakened his superpowers. Later, after meeting this existence, he had his own power.

Every time he killed someone, an indescribable huge power would flow through his hands, to his limbs, and finally into his brain, filling him with bloodthirsty excitement.

Whenever this feeling appeared, he felt that he was the king of the world, no one could be his left and right, he was the strongest existence.

He could dominate everything in this world, even people's lives, he could decide to exist or disappear at will.

Elliot. Christian clenched his hands, feeling the endless powerful force in his body, and waved his hands casually, and another person died on the spot.

The captain who was driving the boat in the cabin was pale and bloodless. This man was too terrifying. Any crew member under his command who disliked Elliot died without exception.

Now, Elliot. Christian wanted him to drive the boat, he had no hesitation, he had to drive the boat, he didn't want to die, but some of his crew members didn't think so.

"Submit to me, otherwise your end will be more miserable than these people." Elliot. Christian looked at the dozen crew members in front of him, his eyes were indifferent and arrogant.

The dagger in his hand flashed 0.5 cold chill as he threw it up, and there was blood on it, which was the blood of those under his feet.

The crew didn't know what to do, they looked terrified, holding pistols in their hands, some of them raised their pistols and pointed the muzzles at Elliot. Christian, but they didn't have the courage to pull the trigger.

"Don't... don't kill me... I... I give up..." Finally, a crew member threw away the pistol in his hand, his pale face showed fear, his scattered eyes looked at the dead crew members, and his heart trembled. These were all his former friends.

But now because of the arrival of this monster, he died on the spot. "Plop! Plop! Plop!"

As this man gave up, the rest of the crew also knelt down and bowed before Elliot Christian.