Cold weapons are a man's romance

Edward Blackson was standing in front of him with a bouquet in his hands, his brows were furrowed, and his razor-sharp eyes poked at him mercilessly.

"What are you doing here?" Roman craned his neck to see if Edward had a gun tucked in his waistband (no, not the "gun" that every man has, it's a real gun), ready to take advantage of Cesar's last moment. Shooting him in the head when he was weak will forever resolve the grievances between them.

He didn't find the gun.Thank goodness.

"This is a public place, I can't come?" Edward said unceremoniously.

"You're not here to visit Cesar, are you?" Roman pointed out sharply.

"none of your business."

"You are here to visit Cesar." Roman said firmly, "How do you know something happened to him?"

"You should ask Humphrey why he posted all the messy messages on social networks." Edward sneered, "I didn't come to visit him, I came to laugh at him. As I said a long time ago, I despise their children Dude, now that he's injured playing with that stuff, I can't gloat about it."

Roman stared at the gorgeous bouquet in his hand: "It's really convincing!"

Edward glanced at the bouquet in distaste, and clicked his tongue: "What's the matter? You have to bring flowers to the grave. I am a civilized person in modern society and know what 'polite' is, even for enemies. Boy."

As he spoke, Edward threw the bouquet of flowers on Roman's head. "Here's for you! Think of me laying flowers in front of his tombstone in advance!"

The overflowing fragrance filled Roman's nostrils, he sneezed earth-shatteringly, and hurriedly caught the bouquet.

"Aren't you going to see him? He's in the ward over there." Roman pointed to the end of the corridor.He felt that what he said was superfluous. Since Edward was so well prepared and brought flowers, he might have already found out Cesar's ward number.

"No! Do you think he wants to see me? If you accidentally piss him off, you will blame me again. "

Roman looked into Edward's brown eyes in puzzlement.It was true that he did not get along with Cesar, but it was also true that he cared about Cesar.Roman didn't know what happened to the two of them in the past, what kind of quarrels there were between Edward and his grandfather Blackson Sr., but obviously those frictions and conflicts were not enough to erase the bond between them.

Sometimes the relationship between people is so complicated, it is so love-hate.

"I don't know what happened to you in the past, but if you want to visit him, you can go. I will pretend that I didn't see anything. Cesar is only hospitalized for observation today and will be discharged tomorrow. There is only one chance."

Edward bent down and looked Roman in the eye. "Boy, don't you understand human language? I said no. Go."

"You ran all the way here on a motorcycle just to throw flowers on my face?" Roman looked at his motorcycle gloves and messy hair.All the evidence shows that Edward should have rushed over as soon as he heard the news of Cesar's injury.

Edward grabbed Roman by the collar: "If you dare to say one more word, I will let you live in the next ward."

"I'm very grateful that you saved my life, but I'm going to be angry if you keep uttering wild words like this." Roman is not a small character who will give up after being threatened with a word or two.Edward had been mean and arrogant to him from the very beginning. Although he had saved his life, no one with a mild temper could stand such a vicious lifesaver.

"Oh, what do you want?" Edward sneered, "If you want to scare me, you are 300 years too early."

Roman grabbed his wrist, pulled his hand away from his body, and made eye contact with Edward not to be outdone.

"You don't think I'm talking harshly to you, kid?" Edward maintained a grinning expression, secretly wrestling with him, muscles bursting out in his arms, "You think I have no guts or the ability to fulfill my promise? words?"

"If we really fight, I don't know who will enter the ward." Roman raised his eyebrows.

After all, he was also a professional athlete. Although he has retired, his foundation is still there. In addition, he has been learning swordsmanship and wrestling during this period of time. He doesn't believe that Edward can easily beat him to the hospital.Edward wants to try his hand?Then come!Who is afraid of whom?There are some people in the world who cannot be persuaded with words, but can only be taught with fists.

"It seems that someone really needs to teach you what self-knowledge is, kid. Do you think you can compete with adults after playing with children's toys a few times? You may be a little knight in a fairy tale kingdom, but in In the real world, you are nothing."

"Why do you always look down on Bingji so much? Even if you don't like it anymore, please respect it, because there are people in the world who love it. Even your friends are one of them! If your friends like something And if you don't like it, what you should do is not to criticize it, but to shut up. Did your adults ever teach you this truth?"

A burst of blazing anger shot out from Edward's deep eyes, as if magma burst out from the cracks in the ground.His free hand clamped Roman's shoulder, twisted it hard, and Roman let go in pain.The bouquet slipped from his lap and fell to the floor.

"You're very proud of your kids' slapstick games, aren't you?" He wiped his hands on his pants in disgust, as if there was something dirty on Roman's body. "I tell you, it's nothing. It doesn't even Neither is competitive sports, it doesn't deserve it. It's just a game imagined by a group of people with adult bodies and child minds. If you really value it so much," he bent down and leaned into Roman's ear, "then I don't mind destroying it in front of you. I'll show you what the difference is between a grown-up and a child."

"What do you want to do?!"

"If I remember correctly, the Silver Memorial Tournament is about to start, right?" Edward smiled maliciously, "Cesar happily signed you up, didn't he? I can just imagine his face, his expression It must be the same as when we signed up. Very good. I will win your game, become the strongest over all of you, and then declare in front of the whole world-you are nothing."

He kicked the bouquet and stepped on the falling petals towards the elevator.Doctors and patients passing by in the corridor noticed these two unusual people.Before they became suspicious, Roman hurriedly picked up the fallen bouquet and pretended nothing happened.

After being tossed by Edward, the bouquet has changed from a bright and delicate state to broken and damaged.He couldn't help feeling a little distressed.This bouquet should be placed on Cesar's bedside at its most beautiful time, and the most beautiful bouquet should match the most beautiful person.But it was destroyed by the sender himself.

If he was not mistaken, Edward sent him a letter of challenge just now.The man who keeps saying he despises soldiers will participate in the Silver Memorial Tournament soon, vowing to defeat all opponents and become the champion, and then trample on the honor he finally won, throwing it away like a shoe, to tell everyone Soldier lovers: what you love is worthless.

Roman thought he was crazy.Did he become a paranoid with a dark heart because he was stimulated by something when he was a soldier?No, he probably went crazy before he ran away from home.The old Mr. Blackson that Roman knew was a kind and decent old gentleman. Edward could quarrel with him, and the problem must be Edward.

How would Cesar react if he learned of Edward's crazy plan?Will he get angry from his heart, tear off his plaster cast, pick up a sword, and personally teach that ignorant kid a lesson?

No, Cesar was not that impulsive.Compared to Edward, he seems to have let go of past grievances.And Edward obviously hasn't let go.He's the one who's bound by the past.

Although Roman was reluctant to tell Cesar about Edward's plans, he would eventually find out.As long as the official list of contestants is announced, he will know that his rival has also signed up, and his students will meet him in the competition.In the period leading up to the match, Roman needed fencing instruction, but the injured Cesar was unable to attend.He can hand over the lessons to other coaches of the club, such as Lawrence, but once he learns that Edward is participating, he will definitely come to guide Roman himself.Will this aggravate his injury?

Roman's mind is in a mess, everything in the past and future is too chaotic, he can't figure it out at all.

The elevator doors opened again.

"I knew that as long as you get involved in anything, it will definitely develop in the worst direction!"

Without looking at Roman, he could tell that the owner of this loud voice was Alex.

"I really can't blame me this time." Alex's stepbrother said calmly, "If you were the one who came to pick me up, Cesar would not have suffered such a disaster."

"No! He still will! Because the one who falls and hits him becomes me!"

The two noticed Roman sitting in the corridor and put aside their quarrel for the time being.

"Hey, how is the silver-haired boy?" Alex asked rudely.

"The arm is broken and needs to be hospitalized for observation for one night." Roman said.

Nolan stood with his hands behind his back, and gave Roman a knowing look.The black-haired young man swallowed, remembering everything Nolan confessed in the tower... If he hadn't been frightened by that sentence, he wouldn't have fallen down the stairs and injured Cesar.But this can't blame Nolan either.It wasn't Nolan who pushed him down.To blame can only be blamed on his poor psychological quality, and he can't stand being frightened.

Nolan had unusual feelings for his brother.Did Alex know that the man he was with wanted to sleep with him?Come on, Alex didn't even know that he had learned the wrong saber technique, so how could he discover Nolan's secret thoughts?

In other words, Roman may be the only person in the world who knows the truth.If he wanted to survive under the powerful Mr. Nolan Norfolk, he'd better learn to keep his mouth shut.

"Wow! You even gave him flowers!" Alex mistakenly thought that the tattered bouquet was intended to be given to Cesar by Roman. "These flowers are too shabby, and they really taste like ordinary people!"

"But young master, you don't even have flowers when you come to visit." Roman said sarcastically.

"You know what a fart! I can get someone to deliver a van of flowers with just one phone call!" Alex did as he said, took out his mobile phone and started ordering bouquets.

Nolan Norfolk bowed to them politely: "I'm going to visit Mr. Ripa. Alex, do you want to come together?"

"Forget it! I'm willing to come here and I've done my best! Let me visit him? There's no door!"

Before he finished speaking, Nolan had already walked towards the ward.Alex sat down next to Roman angrily, complaining about why he, an unrelated person, came to visit.

Because your brother is half of the party involved.Roman thought.

"Alex, do you know Edward Blackson?"

"I know this person. I don't know him. Why do you ask this?" Alex crossed his legs.

"Just curious. I thought you've known Cesar for a long time, so you should also know Edward."

"Edward had run away when I first went to the Aurora Club."

"Then you definitely don't know what kind of grievances there are between him and Cesar. Sorry, I asked the wrong person." Roman sighed exaggeratedly.

"Who said I don't know?!" Alex hated being underestimated the most. "Well, I only know a little bit. Lucinda told me this secretly, so don't tell it."

Roman narrowed his eyes: "I always feel that your next sentence is 'If you can keep a secret, so can I'."

"Who did such a wicked thing to you?!"

Roman decided not to say August's name.Alex is much more straightforward than the little punk emperor. He had too many misunderstandings about this violent red-haired youth before, and he didn't realize that he also has cuteness until now.

"It's nothing...well, tell me quickly, or your brother will come back."

Alex covered his mouth with his palm, and whispered: "Cesar once had a car accident because of that guy, and was almost crippled."