Chapter 111 Home with new neighbors!
Inside the murder house, Long Island, New York.
Gloria was like a beach washed by waves, exhausted and slumped on the bed.
Her face was covered with dried sweat stains, and she was so tired that she couldn't even move a toe. She could only stare at the ceiling with empty eyes.
"OK"
After Lange drank three bottles of mineral water, he replenished his fluids and jumped onto the bed again, his eyes greedily locked on the devilish body beneath him.
"Stop, stop!"
Gloria, who had been tortured for a whole day, couldn't bear it anymore. She patted Lango on the back with all her strength and begged for mercy: "Go to Claret. I really can't stand it anymore. I feel like I'm going to die." I’m so dehydrated that my bones are falling apart.”
A whole day has passed since Lango returned to New York, and during this time, it seemed that the only thing left in their world was this bed.
As soon as this guy walked in, Gloria was picked up by him and rushed into the bedroom before she had a chance to speak to him.
Then, the endless "sound of logging" echoed in the room.
If she continued, Gloria had a premonition that she would definitely be the first woman in history to die of dehydration due to ejaculation.
"Clary?"
Lange rolled his eyes. Don't tell me, he really missed her now.
After all, the girl is a descendant of Shadow Hunters, and has also undergone special training from her family. She should be far better than Gloria in terms of physical strength and developability.
And her figure is similar to Mavis
"Fake."
"NO!"
Lange glanced at Gloria in confusion, who had a face of rejection. He just cursed with a modal particle.
He shook his head, trying hard to suppress Mavis's voice and appearance from his mind.
"What's wrong?" Gloria asked, sensing something unusual.
Lango sighed softly, then put his legs down on his shoulders, lay on the bedside and lit a cigarette for himself.
After seeing this, Gloria immediately understood that the man next to her was hiding something in his heart. She forced her aching body to lie on his chest and caress him gently, trying to calm his sadness.
After seeing this, Lango tilted his head and told everything that happened on the mysterious island.
After listening to what he said, Gloria looked at him strangely and said, "Didn't the 'Seven Deadly Sins of Lust' work? I've got little girls attached to me, but you can still refuse."
"You know, she is not from the same world as us."
Lange put out the cigarette butt and shrugged: "And if I dared to step out of bounds, her father would definitely trample me to death. Even if you didn't see the scene of his father dealing with the old vampire, it would be like trampling me to death." An ant makes no difference."
He turned and smiled and asked: "Are you happy that I'm loyal, baby?"
Gloria forced a smile, but turned to ask thoughtfully: "Lango, have you ever thought that I don't actually belong to the same world as you?"
"Huh?" Lango, who was about to get dressed and go out for a walk, asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"
Gloria shook her head and whispered: "You are a demon hunter with super powers. There will always be various humans with super powers like you around you, and there are also people like Teddy and Toothless. Such a partner, even yourself”
She stroked Lango's muscles that had become stronger after being strengthened by [Dragon Body], "Your body is so powerful now that it's not like ordinary people at all. In that respect, you were obviously not this strong before in Los Angeles." sharp."
"I mean, compared to you, Mavis, or Clary, I'm just an ordinary person."
Lange was silent for a moment, shook his head, and changed the subject: "Don't think so much. By the way, how are the bar preparations going?"
"It's progressing very quickly. It was originally a nightclub, but it was just renovated." Gloria replied with a smile.
"Really? Then let's celebrate it when it opens. I'll call a few more friends over then."
"As expected, it will open in a few days, and it hasn't been renovated yet. There are already customers in the bar. Six young men and women who live together nearby often come here to buy drinks these days, and there are even people from Brooklyn. Guests, a pair of night waiters at the restaurant.”
"Hahaha, it seems you will become a rich woman soon."
He put on his shorts, kissed Gloria gently on her forehead, and prepared to go out for some air.
However, just after taking a few steps, he was stopped by Gloria: "Have you thought about the name of the bar? You are the host." Lange raised his eyebrows when he heard this, Tongfu Inn? It's a pity that the style of painting doesn't match.
"How about Casablanca." He turned back and smiled: "I remember this is your favorite movie."
After saying that, he opened the door and left the bedroom, leaving only Gloria on the bed with a complicated expression.
Murder house outside.
Lange leisurely held a bottle of beer and stood in front of the courtyard, looking at the tranquility around him.
He could understand Gloria's inner uneasiness because her impression of herself was still that of a college dropout.
At that time, he was no different from an ordinary teenager except that he was a little more playful and had a nasty teddy bear by his side.
No, there is still a difference.
He did not race cars or take drugs, and as the quarterback of the team, he never dressed to bully any classmates. In this world, he can be regarded as a model of campus morality.
But since he came back from Africa, he has been exposed to more and more extraordinary events, which has pushed him to transform step by step, until now, it has exceeded the scope of ordinary people's understanding.
This made Gloria feel strange, but there was nothing Lango could do about it.
She can't stop herself from making progress and heading towards a better life, right?
With a sigh, Lango took another sip of beer, but was surprised to find that the bottle had reached the bottom.
Just when he was about to call Megan to get another bottle, an unopened wine bottle suddenly cut through the air and landed firmly in his hand.
"Hey Coolguy"
Accompanied by a burst of hearty laughter, a man wearing sunglasses and a sleek buzzcut approached.
This guy held up the beer bottle in his hand and joked to Lango, who went out without a shirt on: "Don't be in a hurry to show off your figure, man, there is only one married woman in the opposite door besides me."
"oh"
Lange shrugged and explained: "My family used to be the only one living in this community, so I'm used to being here casually. Are you... the new neighbors?"
"Of course, but after seeing you, I already regret buying this villa."
The guy looked at Lango, then shook his head and said: "I don't want my wife to open the window every day and see a cool guy with a first-class figure and appearance."
"Hahaha"
Lange laughed out loud at the man's witty teasing. He raised his eyebrows and replied: "Don't be afraid, brother, I already have a girlfriend. Even if you don't mind, my girl won't agree."
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, with two bottles of beer, the two people who had just met instantly became familiar with each other.
"I don't care if there is a murderous house nearby, I just know that for only two million dollars, I can have a manor-like villa in Long Island, New York. This is definitely not a loss-making deal."
"That's right, believe me buddy, you will definitely make a fortune from this!"
Lange looked at the villa across the door that the agent had shown him before. He remembered that the last quote was more than four million, but he didn't expect that the price had been reduced by half again.
He then looked at the man in front of him who was wearing sunglasses, with sharp edges and a very strong figure. This man looked a bit familiar.
Thinking of this, Lango took out the cigar box from his pocket and threw a cigar from it to him, "Frankly speaking, I like interesting neighbors, and you left a very good impression on me."
"Take it easy, buddy, we husband and wife are not interested in a threesome."
"Hahaha"
Rango stretched out his hand and formally introduced himself: "Rango Winchester, it seems that our two families are going to get along for a long time."
"Of course, remember to come to my house for a drink when you have time. There are a lot of good things in my wine cellar."
The other party also took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome and masculine face, and held Lango's hand tightly.
"John Smith, nice to meet you."
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(End of chapter)