Ghost Eye Merchant Reborn

"make a deal."

The magnetic voice of the God of Sleep sounded, and Tang Ling's red lips raised slightly, very good!

In addition to not being at a disadvantage, Tang Ling also knows what kind of requests to make and will not be rejected. Look, this sleeping god did not refuse Tang Ling's request and agreed quite happily.

Tang Ling received the permission from the God of Sleep and began to move her hands. The God of Sleep remained silent and just watched Tang Ling working, watching Tang Ling put on special gloves, and then sterilized the scalpel with alcohol and fire.

The same is true for medical tweezers. He holds the tweezers in his left hand and a scalpel in his right hand. The juice of Fuyu seeds has been applied to his wound before. That leaf was also eaten by the God of Sleep. The wound on the God of Sleep

It did slowly start to stop bleeding.

Tang Ling observed the wound and saw that it was no longer bleeding. She glanced at the God of Sleep and said, "I'm ready to start. Do you need to lend me a towel to bite on? The sound insulation effect of the hotel here is not very good. If you scream

If you make too much noise, it will cause trouble, but I won't care about you."

Sleep God originally thought that Tang Ling cared about him after listening to what Tang Ling said before. But after hearing this, his face turned a little green. Sleep God felt regretful in his heart. At that moment, why did he feel that Tang Ling was still very caring?

As for kindness, she is definitely a naked villain.

"Don't worry, if I scream, I won't... um!"

The God of Sleep was still talking there, and Tang Ling was so angry that Tang Ling immediately took action. Before the God of Sleep could finish speaking, he almost screamed out. Suddenly, he felt depressed. This Tang Ling definitely did this on purpose.

of.

The God of Sleep stopped talking and finished what he was about to say. He originally wanted to say that if he screamed, he would not be a man.

But Tang Ling struck too quickly and without any preparation, and he almost screamed.

The God of Sleep pursed his lips tightly, his face became a little tense, and he secretly cursed in his heart. At the same time, he did not forget to look at Tang Ling's craftsmanship, and he looked at Tang Ling's hands, flexibly working on his shoulders,

I was secretly shocked.

Who is this Tang Ling, and why does she know this? She used the scalpel very flexibly, and did not cut too long on his skin. She just made a small incision, and then she held the tweezers in her right hand for a very long time.

He accurately reached into the hole made by the bullet, clamped the bullet, and quickly took out the bullet.

The whole process was very fast, even faster than a professional doctor. Even a professional doctor would have to use instruments to find the location of the bullet before taking action. However, Tang Ling took one look and started directly.

Both the use of the scalpel and the clipping out of the bullet were very professional. However, he felt pain when Tang Ling used the scalpel to cut the skin, and the pain afterwards was relatively mild.

And even though it hurt a little at first, it didn't seem as painful as when I took out the bullet. Sleeping God frowned slightly and looked at Tang Ling with deep probing eyes. Tang Ling seemed to be getting more and more mysterious.

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And now he owes Tang Ling two favors because of this matter. I don't know if he can afford to repay it, but since he promised Tang Ling, he will not break his promise. He is a person who values ​​trust.

Tang Ling looked carefully at the bullet in the middle of the tweezers, but she frowned and thought. She had seen this bullet before. It was made by her arms base. This bullet was different from ordinary bullets because these pistols had been modified.

The clip added a lot of bullets, and in order to ensure that the pistol would not become too heavy due to too many bullets, the bullets were improved.

The bullets made by her military factory are more than half lighter than normal bullets. Although the bullets are lighter, they are much more powerful. These are all improvements made by Xiu. At this point, Xiu

has a talent that no one else has.

This bullet is a product of her military factory. Tang Ling is not very surprised at this. What surprises Tang Ling is that it seems that among the forces in Hong Kong, Tang Ling has only supplied it to the Double Dragon Society for the time being. In other words, if there is no special

If so, in Hong Kong, only Ssangyong has this kind of pistol and this kind of bullet.

And the God of Sleep was shot by this kind of pistol, could it be that... the person who shot the God of Sleep was a member of the Double Dragon Society?

If this matter involves the Double Dragon Club, Tang Ling cannot be underestimated. No matter what the reason is, Tang Ling will always stand by the Double Dragon Club. That is the Double Dragon Club on the 11th!

But if this injury was indeed caused by the Double Dragon Society, then the enemy of the God of Sleep was the Double Dragon Society? And she actually saved the God of Sleep!

Tang Ling was stunned for a moment, then put the bullet aside, put away the tools in her hand, and took off her white gloves.

"I don't know how to do stitches. If you don't want to go to the hospital, just wait for it to heal slowly. It just takes a little time."

In fact, it's not that Tang Ling really doesn't know how to sew, but now she suspects that Sleep God and Ssangyong will have a problem, so naturally she won't be too helpful to Sleep God. Before, she just said that she helped him take out the bullet, but she didn't say anything.

He also had to be responsible for suturing the wound.

Sleep God's tense body finally relaxed, and he glanced at Tang Ling with a complicated expression, "Thank you."

The God of Sleep rarely says these two words to others. The reason is relatively simple, because almost no one has done anything that requires him to thank others.

Today, Tang Ling accidentally saved him and helped him so much. Regardless of his doubts about Tang Ling's identity, he was still grateful to Tang Ling from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Ling was packing medicine and tools, and asked seemingly casually, "If I remember correctly, you should be a boxer. I didn't know that you can also use swords and guns in black boxing."

The God of Sleep leaned against the wall and relaxed a lot, "You don't know too much, but it's better not to know. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

Tang Ling glanced at the God of Sleep, "How did you get injured? Is it related to the gang?"

Although the God of Sleep expressed her attitude and told Tang Ling that she didn't need to know so much, Tang Ling still persisted and asked if she had a relationship with Shuangyong, she really had to consider whether to knock him out.

Send it directly to Eleven.

Sleep God's originally relaxed body suddenly became tense again. A pair of eyes instantly looked at Tang Ling. When he saw that there was nothing strange on Tang Ling's face, he calmed down a little.

"What do you know?"

He felt that Tang Ling should know something, otherwise, she would not ask so straightforwardly.

Tang Ling looked at the God of Sleep, and then started to talk casually, "It's nothing. It's just that when I went to the alley before, I saw a lot of people who seemed to be from gangs. They looked nervous, as if something had happened, or they were looking for someone.

, after the result, I found you in the trash pile, those people should be looking for you, right."

In fact, where did Tang Ling see a gang member? If her hearing hadn't been so sensitive and she had identified him, that person was the God of Sleep, and she wouldn't have been meddling in other people's affairs.

The so-called gang members were looking for someone, etc., she just made it up casually. No one saw it anyway, so she could make it up whatever she wanted.

Tang Ling observed the reaction of Sleep God, and the result was just as Tang Ling expected. When Sleep God heard that someone from the gang was looking for him, he immediately frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.

Tang Ling's eyes darkened and her heart became cold. It seemed very likely that the person Sleep God had offended was a member of the Double Dragon Society, but she didn't know what the feud was between them.

"Did they see you saving me?"

The God of Sleep had been thinking there for a long time, but then he asked such a question. Tang Ling glanced at the God of Sleep, it seemed that this kid was still humane, and she was worried that he would harm her.

"They didn't see me rescuing you, but they should have seen me entering the alley. I think for my own safety, I need to know why they are looking for you, and if they found you hiding in the alley before

, and I am the only person passing by that alley, will you cause trouble for me?"

Tang Ling's ability to talk nonsense is really getting better and better. Even things that don't exist can be said vividly, without blushing or beating, as if they are real.

After hearing what Tang Ling said, Sleep God was worried. This matter was his business, and he didn't want to cause trouble to Tang Ling. If Tang Ling said it, those gangs might really do it.

If you find trouble with Tang Ling, Tang Ling will probably suffer disaster.

"I don't want to get involved in the matter between you and the gang, but I want to ask one thing, is there anyone's life between you?"

Tang Ling asked this question very directly, looking straight into the eyes of the God of Sleep, not allowing him to escape.

Tang Ling saw the wound of Sleep God. Although it was not fatal, it was not because the opponent was not ruthless. It was because Sleep God was very skilled. Every time he encountered danger, he cleverly avoided it, but he still suffered a lot of injuries.

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If the Double Dragon Society were to do such a dirty trick to the God of Sleep, besides human life, Tang Ling could not think of anything else. If human lives were really involved, Tang Ling would have to think carefully about how to deal with this God of Sleep.

Sure enough, after hearing Tang Ling's words, although Sleeping God didn't show anything on his face, he remained silent and did not answer Tang Ling's question. Because he did not want to deceive Tang Ling, he had no choice but to remain silent.

But his silent silence indirectly told Tang Ling that there was indeed a life hanging between them.

Tang Ling felt a chill in her heart and her expression was not very good. She just thought about it for a moment, and suddenly a person flashed in Tang Ling's mind.

Thinking of this person, Tang Ling's face became darker. She looked at the God of Sleep cautiously, secretly guessing in her heart, could that person be the God of Sleep in front of her?

But the sleeping god's skills are so good, have they reached that level?

However, looking at the injuries on his body and the previous small fight between Tang Ling and him, Tang Ling knew that this sleeping god was no ordinary person. From this point of view, he might really be that person.

If he was really that person, Tang Ling really had to consider whether to knock him unconscious directly, take him to the Double Dragon Club, and leave it to Eleven to deal with.

In order to confirm again, Tang Ling took a deep breath and looked at the God of Sleep solemnly, with a solemn tone in her voice, "A while ago, the boss of the Double Dragon Society was assassinated. Was that person you?"

The God of Sleep instantly looked at Tang Ling sharply. Those eyes were like knives. Anyone who had seen it couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. That aura was filled with murderous intent. Tang Ling was no stranger to murderous intent.

, so she felt the murderous intent of the God of Sleep as soon as it was released.

"Who are you?"

The voice of the God of Sleep was a bit cold, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant. He was still the same person who just told Tang Ling that he owed Tang Ling a favor.

Tang Ling narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the sleeping god, "It seems that it is really you."

Tang Ling saw the reaction of the God of Sleep very clearly. It seemed that the boss of the Double Dragon Club, who was the subordinate of Eleven, was indeed killed by the God of Sleep.

The God of Sleep is a member of the Double Dragon Society, the person who has been wanted all along, and the person that Eleven has been looking for.

But there is one thing that doesn't make sense. The identity of the God of Sleep is well hidden. Even the people of the Double Dragon Society should not be able to discover the identity of the God of Sleep so easily. In this case, why did he fight with the people of the Double Dragon Society today?

Could it be that...

Tang Ling looked at the God of Sleep coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in her eyes, but it was so fast that even though the God of Sleep and Tang Ling looked at each other, they could not catch the murderous intent in Tang Ling's eyes.

There should be only one possibility why Sleep God's identity was discovered, and that is that he wanted to assassinate someone from the Double Dragon Society again, and the person he wanted to assassinate was probably Eleven, but Sleep God failed this time, and even

of injuries all over his body.

Thinking of this possibility, Tang Ling really had murderous intentions. She had indeed thought about killing the God of Sleep directly here, but she wanted to know why the God of Sleep wanted to assassinate the boss of the Double Dragon Society and whether there was a mastermind behind it.

What's driving all this?

Tang Ling and the God of Sleep looked at each other for a long time, both of them thinking a lot. For a moment, the atmosphere in the bathroom was very awkward, the temperature dropped, and it was a bit cold.

And just when the atmosphere was getting colder, the ambiguous voice came from next door, and it was getting worse.

The two of them were in the bathroom at the moment, and the sleeping god was naked and exposed in front of Tang Ling. The commotion next door was getting louder and louder, which broke the deadlock, but made it a bit embarrassing.

After all, two unrelated men and women would indeed feel very uncomfortable if they heard the ambiguous voice next door in the bathroom.

Tang Ling glanced at the God of Sleep, and then walked out of the bathroom. The God of Sleep looked at Tang Ling's back with a complicated expression. Finally, he saw an ordinary cotton T-shirt in the plastic bag filled with medicines. It was that

They are sold on the street for twenty yuan a piece. They are very ordinary and have no tricks.

Something in the heart of the God of Sleep seemed to relax a little. Looking at the cotton T-shirt, his body that was cold due to excessive blood loss seemed to feel a little warmer.

The wound on his body had been wrapped with gauze by Tang Ling, and the bleeding had stopped. Sleep God picked up the cotton T-shirt from the plastic bag, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then put it on with difficulty, and then persisted.

Then, walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as she got out of the bathroom, she saw Tang Ling sitting on the chair in the room, looking at him quietly. She was not surprised to see him wearing the cotton T-shirt she bought.

She didn't buy it specifically for the God of Sleep. She just passed by a stall and saw an old man selling clothes there. She thought that the clothes she wore after the God of Sleep would probably be scrapped, so she bought one, which could help that person.

Old man, by the way, the God of Sleep also wears some.

Of course, no matter what Tang Ling thought, when Sleeping God saw this cotton T-shirt, he couldn't help but secretly owe Tang Ling another favor. This favor was owed by him silently and he had no intention of telling Tang Ling.

If Tang Ling knew that she had saved the God of Sleep and worked so hard, and this favor was not as important as a piece of clothing, she would definitely spend dozens of dollars more to buy him a few more pieces to wear!

The God of Sleep was not in very good condition, so he needed to rest. He sat directly on the bed, leaning against the bed board.

For a moment, the room was very quiet, as if the scene between the two of them just now was an illusion.

The God of Sleep was leaning there. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly said, "It was indeed me who moved that person."

In one sentence, he not only admitted the fact that he killed the boss of the Double Dragon Society, but also indirectly admitted that he was the Rakshasa on the road, the elusive and invisible Rakshasa who killed people!

In fact, it is not difficult for the Sleep God to admit a murderer, but when he admitted that he killed the boss of the Double Dragon Society, he admitted that he was a Rakshasa.

And if his identity as a Rakshasa is spread, I am afraid that the future will not be so easy. In fact, the Sleeping God does not know why, but he will never tell anyone such a confidential matter, because he

I have never believed in human beings.

Maybe it was because he lost too much blood and couldn't work properly, or maybe it was Tang Ling's love for her treatment, or maybe it was the ordinary cotton T-shirt. In short, he indirectly told Tang Ling about Rakshasa's identity.

Since Tang Ling knew about the killing of the boss of the Double Dragon Society, she must also know that the boss of the Double Dragon Society was killed by Rakshasa.

Tang Ling did not expect that the God of Sleep would tell her so directly and happily. In any case, Tang Ling admired the God of Sleep for his courage.

It's interesting to think about it. This God of Sleep has three names at once, the God of Sleep, the God of War, and a feared Rakshasa.

These three names are all his names, but Tang Ling still doesn't know what his name is.

"What's your real name?"

Tang Ling checked the God of Sleep. Interestingly, in the school files, the name of the God of Sleep was filled with the word "God of Sleep". When Tang Ling saw it, she really praised these two words.

The writing is so domineering.

The God of Sleep was slightly startled, obviously not keeping up with Tang Ling's thinking. Originally, he admitted that he had killed the boss of the Double Dragon Society. He thought Tang Ling would say something, but Tang Ling actually asked for his name.

His name...

If Tang Ling didn't ask about this, I'm afraid he would almost forget his name.

"Very few people know my name, and I won't tell others casually, but I would like to tell you today. You must remember clearly that my real name is mohammedabedar—oufaws."

The God of Sleep said a long list of names, which didn't sound like English, and the pronunciation was a bit strange. If you were an ordinary person, you might not understand it, but Tang Ling was not an ordinary person. She knew a lot about the languages ​​of the world, and when she heard

Tang Ling was really shocked when she heard the name of the God of Sleep.

Tang Ling opened her eyes slightly and looked at the God of Sleep, with a hint of shock and a hint of doubt in her expression.

How could he, with such a noble status, come to Hong Kong to study, and become the "God of War" in the underground black boxing ring, and even a terrifying Rakshasa? Tang Ling was a little confused. How could he, the God of Sleep, become such a powerful person?

Thing.

Sleep God originally thought that Tang Ling would not be able to remember such a long name, but when he saw Tang Ling's application, he found that Tang Ling actually understood it!

"You can understand."

It's not a question, but an affirmation. Otherwise, why would Tang Ling have such an expression?

Tang Ling looked at the God of Sleep and spoke softly, "Muhammad; Abed; Aluf; Prince Os, I didn't expect that I would save someone and he would actually be a prince. It's just that I don't understand.

As Prince Arabi, why do you appear here and assassinate the leader of the Double Dragon Society?"

The sleeping god just spoke Arabic, which Tang Ling could understand. The most important thing is that the Mohammed family is the royal family of Arabi, and only people from the royal family can be called this name.

Muhammad is the family name, Os is the name of the sleeping god, Aluf is the current king, and Abed is the previous king. The names on Arabi's side are all inherited, so in his own name

, there will be family, grandfather and father’s names.

Although Tang Ling had never heard of Os, Tang Ling had heard of Aluf's name. Based on this calculation, it was easy to guess the identity of the God of Sleep.

It was said before that the Royal Academy of Hong Kong would have princes and princesses from some royal families come to study. Tang Ling thought it was just a rumor. Unexpectedly, she actually met one, but this prince didn't really look like him.

prince.

"Are you so sure that I had a reason to kill him?"

The God of Sleep was guessed by Tang Ling's identity, but he was just stunned for a moment. He had some experience of Tang Ling's mystery and unfathomability, so he didn't say too much about his identity, but asked this question.

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He did have his own reasons for killing the boss, but he was never willing to explain his reasons to anyone. He just killed, and he didn't care what others thought of him.

But this time, he wanted to explain because he didn't want Tang Ling to think that he was a demon who killed people at will.

Tang Ling looked at the God of Sleep and raised her eyebrows, "If your reason is good, maybe I will consider not exposing you."

The God of Sleep smiled. What he cared about was not that his identity was revealed, but he simply wanted Tang Ling to know the reason.

As for his identity, even if it is exposed, what can he do? At most, he can live a more careful life. He has survived all these years, and he doesn't care too much about what kind of life he has not experienced.

"I killed him because he deserved to die."

The God of Sleep leaned against the bed board and when he mentioned the boss of the Double Dragon Club, his voice became much colder. His reason was simple, he deserves to die!