Chapter 82 Trust

The "Pirate Stock Exchange" is full of people, but the lively way is very different from the general stock exchange. I can understand them, because there are pirates with guns everywhere, and everyone would be nervous.

"These salesmen are not quite used to it, but they will get better after a long time." Long Lang introduced to Pingmo, "It is still just a prototype, and the gameplay is relatively simple and primitive."

"These 'retail investors' can invest in whichever team they are optimistic about, and they can use money, guns, knives, or even mechas. If that team makes money, they can pull retail investors to get rich together."

"Yesterday, a team of drug-trafficking spaceships came back, and they made a lot of money. Some people made 120,000 Alliance Coins with thirty shots of G4, hundreds of times the profit, but there were also those who lost everything and were destroyed and hacked by the Alliance Legion. Eating black...it's all risk, but it's good to seek wealth and wealth."

Ping Mo was really curious this time, and couldn't help but ask, "Then what is the purpose of doing this kind of transaction?"

The slingshot on the side interjected: "Of course there is a profit, we will take 15% of the agency fee!"

However, Long Lang waved his hand: "What is that petty profit? What I want is prosperity, to build a larger and more stable system, so that more ambitious but incompetent pirates can realize their dreams, what kind of extraterritorial forces will there be? change? It's just a rough start... What do you think of the idea?"

"..." Instructor Ping said dryly, "very powerful."

What is a hooligan is not scary, just afraid that the hooligan has culture.

The accident happened near the end of the "visiting event" when a gunshot burst out from the crowd!

Slingshot screams "Mr. Protect!"

A few bodyguards didn't have personal protection because they didn't dare to disturb their husband's love affair with his beloved Omega, so they just followed from a distance.

And this so-called exchange has no bloodshed since its establishment because of the white hole.

It happened when Long Lang came to inspect.

And the facts quickly proved that they came for Long Lang!

Ping Mo almost reflexively took away the weapon of a pirate beside him. It was a somewhat outdated bayonet gun, which could be placed in the hands of Instructor Ping to instantly turn corruption into magic!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by a few beautiful bursts, the pirates who tried to assassinate Long Lang were seriously injured and fell to the ground. At this time, there was an uproar in the arena. In the chaos, several bodyguards also rushed over.

In fact, the speed of several bodyguards is not slow, but the level of ink is too fast.

Instructor Ping took time to look at Long Lang and confirmed that the other party was only slightly injured, so he naturally and irresistibly ordered several bodyguards: "Protect Long Lang!"

Xu is because the order is too natural, and there is really a bodyguard who respectfully replied "Yes!"

"..."

"Pingmo! Where are you going, come back!" Long Lang exclaimed anxiously.

Instructor Keping has long since disappeared.

"Why are you still standing there?" Long Lang angrily scolded the bodyguards beside him, "Come back, if he breaks a little oily skin, only you are asking!"

"Ah...ah, yes!"

Several bodyguards immediately chased him out, but more people escorted Long Lang back to the safe cabin of the aircraft.

Where can Long Lang sit? His thoughts changed, and while he was worried about Ping Mo, he also wondered if the group of sneak attackers had anything to do with Ping Mo? Why has the exchange always been peaceful, but only when Pingmo appeared, was it to help him escape, or did it have other purposes?

No matter what, you have to get people back as soon as possible.

But when Longlang was about to give the second order, Instructor Ping had already returned with a pirate.

"The others are dead, and there is only one survivor left." Ping Mo shoved the alpha, who was a circle taller than himself, to the ground, and took the initiative to return the gun he had just "borrowed" to a bodyguard.

Long Lang's attention was all on Ping Mo's bloody left shoulder, "You are injured."

Pingmo said "uh" and said nonchalantly, "Small injury."

After Long Lang and his party returned to their residence, they immediately called a doctor to treat Ping Mo. After this battle, those brothers who protected Long Lang personally did not admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

It goes without saying that Captain Ping used to have a "fierce name" outside the territory. Everyone only knows that this person is notoriously fierce and desperate. It can be called killing a person in ten steps without leaving a thousand miles, which is simply demonizing people.

But after getting along with him for so long, because Ping Mo is too obedient, everyone almost forgot that he was such a living hell king who was so capable of fighting as a single soldier. There was always the illusion that he was just a beautiful Omega.

Found it today.

And Instructor Ping is not only very skilled, but also particularly able to endure pain, he is a tough guy!

There was so much blood on his shoulders that his face was pale, but when the doctor cleaned his wound, he didn't even frown, let alone screaming. The modern version of bone scraping is just like that!

No wonder Mr. likes him, everyone is convinced that such a person is their mistress!

Ping Mo didn't know that he was about to be recognized and accepted by most of the white holes, and even received a wave of sincere admiration. After the doctor left, he secretly swallowed painkillers in the room.

No way, Instructor Ping's "masculine burden" has been deeply rooted, no matter where he is, face is the first.

And the person who can make him relax and cry unscrupulously in pain is not by his side, and it has been half a month since they were separated.

While Ping Mo was dealing with the wound, Long Lang had also interrogated the origin and purpose of the assassin.

That was the remnant of an uncle in Long Lang. He had just taken over the White Cave, so he used the thunder method. It is not surprising that the old forces who were cornered and desperately jumped over the wall.

But these are not important, the important thing is... Ping Mo did not participate in this assassination.

Not only did he not participate in the assassination, but he rescued him regardless of his own safety, and even suffered such serious injuries in order to help him catch that group of assassins.

He had known for a long time that his little friend was good at skills, but he didn't expect that even if Ping Mo had no weapons, he would be so powerful. But he was willing to stay with him obediently.

Long Lang had mixed feelings in his heart. Could it be that his suspicions and precautions were all wrong?

He decided to go see Ping Mo and couldn't wait for a moment.

The moment the door was opened, Long Lang and Ping Mo were a little surprised.

Long Lang picked up the painkiller on the table, both distressed and funny, "The doctor said you wouldn't take it, why..."

Instructor Ping's surprise quickly turned into embarrassment. He snatched the bottle of medicine in annoyance, "The doctor must make me take it, I...just..."

He couldn't make it up a bit. If it weren't for the current situation, Ping Mo would like to silence the surnamed Long on the spot.

However, Long Lang laughed, only to feel that his children were really fierce and cute. He was like a young man, his heart throbbed, and he couldn't help but lose his balance, and suddenly went up to hold Pingmo.

It's a pity that even though Instructor Ping was injured, he reacted very quickly, and Long Lang didn't touch a piece of his clothes at all.

Long Lang's hand that stretched out in midair froze in place, and then slowly retracted, "You... don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions."

"Ping Mo," Long Lang asked Ping Mo's eyes, "Why do you want to save me?"

Ping Mo took back his sight by packing the medicine bottle, and turned his back to Long Lang and said, "Didn't we have an agreement? Always protect each other."

More than ten years ago, in that small training base, two young boys made such a promise.

Although Xiao Longlang knew from that time that Xiao Pingmo was an Omega, Xiao Pingmo only regarded him as a brother...

"You still remember." Long Lang's heart moved, but he didn't notice that Ping Mo clenched the medicine bottle with his back to him.

Instructor Ping was afraid that when he looked into Long Lang's eyes, he would get tense, just like he never regarded Long Lang as the opposite sex, and Ping Mo was never willing to be his enemy.

The fearful and gloo time of youth was the time when needed a partner the most. More than ten years ago, this person used to accompany him from the haze to hope. Although it was only a short paragraph, it was precious.

But there is always a choice.

Since the assassination incident, Long Lang has less and less restrictions on Ping Mo, but Instructor Ping is lazy and doesn't like to go out.

This undoubtedly made Long Lang more at ease.

Long Lang was afraid that Ping Mo would get sick from staying in the room for a long time, so he took the initiative to take him out to relax, but Instructor Ping, as an Omega with a heavy "straight A complex", didn't pay much attention to those flowers and plants.

He even said bluntly, "Don't let me see gilt roses again."

Long Lang didn't give up at first, and tried to take Pingmo to see the gilt rose plantation, but Instructor Ping gave the reason directly: "It's too mother."

It completely refreshed the values ​​of the new white hole boss.

Soon, Long Lang discovered that Ping Mo was very interested in military daggers. As long as they passed through the market, he was very familiar with them. Not only military daggers, but also any hot and cold weapon could make him say a few more words.

The wound on Ping Mo's shoulder healed very slowly, and the whole person was sullen, like a not very healthy cat, as long as he could say a few more words and smile more, Long Lang would do anything.

Doesn't he like weapons?

He, the biggest arms smuggling chief, is most in need of weapons.

I don't know how long it has been in the White Cave, two months, or three months, until the wound on Ping Mo's shoulder has healed, Long Lang has taken him to visit several core arsenals in the White Cave.

In addition to the arsenal, Ping Mo was even introduced to several upstarts, as if to introduce the future sister-in-law's posture. Instructor Ping was very face-saving, and actually offered to pay a return visit to several stations. In the eyes of his subordinates, his actions were given to the future mistress. Their faces, in Long Lang's eyes, is that Ping Mo is slowly accepting him.

Everyone is happy.

Only the slingshot was worried.

He had been with Instructor Peace for a short time, and he knew how hot-tempered Ping Mo was. It was impossible for him to be so good at dancing.

More importantly, he has also seen the shameless past of Ping Mo and Pei Yutu. Instructor Ping would really forget that person in a blink of an eye, and would he have a good impression of Mr.

It's weird.

It's a pity that Pingmo is now Long Lang's darling, and Slingshot dare not speak rashly, for fear that one accident will cause fire. Baidong is important, but his life is more important.

Slingshot then worked hard to plan for a long time, and finally got an opportunity to sneak into Pingmo's residence quietly.

Although the relationship between Instructor Ping and Long Lang seems to have improved by leaps and bounds in the past few months, he still lives alone.

The reason Pingmo gave was impeccable: Repeated marking would make him miserable.

His past with Pei Yutu is not a secret.

Although Long Lang admired his magnanimity, he was still reluctant to mention it. He only said that when Pingmo's injury was healed, he would find the best doctor for him and remove the marks.

It's just that Instructor Ping's shoulder hasn't healed yet, so it's naturally not suitable for surgery.

Slingshot sneakily squatted outside the door. Seeing no one around, he quietly looked through the crack of the door.

Ping Mo turned his back to him and slowly took off his shirt. He was tall and thin, and his thin muscles were extremely explosive, but his skin was creamy, smooth and white, and his slingshot swallowed his saliva. Realize that something doesn't seem right.

Immediately afterwards, Instructor Ping had an extra military dagger in his hand.

The sharp point of the knife was aimed at his own shoulder and stabbed without hesitation!

slingshot:"!!!"

It's not right! The slingshot turned around and wanted to leave, but the door behind him suddenly opened!

The author has something to say: first kneel to apologize _(:з"∠)_

I overestimated myself again. I didn’t write about the reunion. I was too humble without the manuscript. I looked at the outline there, but I didn’t write about the QAQ.

But we will meet again in the next chapter, believe you have noticed it too, the storm is coming! Something is about to happen...

This article is almost over, and then the next book should be "Junior Brother is Reborn".

Apologies to romance readers, I still haven't saved enough money in advance, romance competition is fierce, and now there may be no list, hey... I'm overestimating my ability again...

Although Sanxi is a prankster, he is a more diligent prankster. His writing is mediocre, but his quality is good. As long as he opens a hole, it will be updated every day.

Don't say Sanxi, go to code, stay up all night today, and try to write the climax tomorrow as scheduled.

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