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In the back seat of the car, Lin Jiujiu instinctively moved closer to the window, trying to put as much distance between herself and the man next to her as possible.

"How passionate do you want me to be towards you?" Hei Junche moved closer to Lin Jiujiu, not allowing the woman to escape.

"No need for enthusiasm. I want Master Hei not to be so mean to me during the year we live together." Lin Jiujiu looked at Hei Junche's face without dodge.

Suddenly, Hei Junche stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of her neck. With a little force, Lin Jiujiu let out an "ah" and felt a burst of pain.

"The voice is good and the screams are nice. If you have a chance... let's compare." The man did not take back his strength. Lin Jiujiu was now so far away from him that the tips of their noses were almost touching.

"If you try harder, you might have a chance to climb into my bed." Hei Junche finally let go of his hand and lit a cigarette.

"Psycho." Lin Jiujiu cursed in a low voice. She looked up and met the man's eyes and seemed to be speechless. She was really afraid of him because of her innate strength.

Suddenly, Lin Jiujiu's chin was pinched, and a puff of smoke came from Hei Junche's mouth. The woman choked and coughed several times.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hei Junche seemed to be very satisfied with the woman's reaction and raised his lips: "If you disobey me, you will be punished."

Lin Jiujiu opened the window and breathed in the fresh air, not daring to say anything anymore.

10 minutes later, the car arrived at the villa.

"Ms. Lin, we're here." Li Hu had already enthusiastically walked around to the rear door and opened the door for Lin Jiujiu. Lin Jiujiu got out of the car and looked back. The man in the car had no intention of getting out.

"What? Do you want it?" The man asked when he saw that Lin Jiujiu was not leaving.

Lin Jiujiu closed the car door wisely and ran home quickly.

"Go to the Jingwu Sect." Hei Junche put away his playful expression and said to Li Hu calmly.

Half an hour ago, he received an email. The email showed that all the raw materials they exported to country Y last week were detained at the customs. If these materials cannot be successfully transported to country Y, the trade capital chain will be broken. Lose.

As soon as I closed the email, a strange invitation text message was sent. The other party said that he would wait for him in his territory.

Who is this, so bold, daring to make trouble on Tai Sui's head?

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Hei Junche came to "Jingwu Sect".

At this time, a man was leaning on the sofa in the reception room. It seemed that he was the one who sent the text message.

"Jiu Yang, my name is Leng Yibai." The man stretched out his slender hand, held it in the air for a minute, and then took it back.

Different from his usual attire, at this moment, Leng Yi's white eyes were wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his originally harmless face revealed a hint of sinister evil, as if the innocent young man had been darkened.

"What do you want?" Regarding the entire context of the current situation, Hei Junche already understood clearly from previous emails. However, country Y's business was previously in charge of a small man, because he was obstructing it. Country Y's current business The trade market has reached a deadlock. The only way to break the situation is to unblock the flow of these goods so that they can arrive at the factory in country Y as scheduled.

"I will share half of the business this time." Leng Yibai raised his hand to hold up the frame on the bridge of his nose.

"Can you eat it?" Hei Junche looked at him coldly.

"I have a pretty good appetite." In an instant, an undercurrent surged between the two men.

If it were the person who dared to threaten Hei Junche like this before, he might no longer be alive, but this time Hei Junche was somehow not angry. He felt that this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember that the man came to him alone. The territory, without fear, calm and calm, also aroused Hei Junche's curiosity, or this fish, he should raise it first and then decide whether to eat it or not.

When the two of them held hands together, their eyes met, and the air around them seemed to freeze, cold and lifeless.

"Then, happy cooperation, see you later." Leng Yibai straightened his clothes and walked towards the door. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After going downstairs, Hei Junche didn't want to go home and sent Li Hu home. He drove the car to a seaside villa.

Arriving at the door of the villa, the housekeeper seemed to be no stranger to the owner of the car. He opened the door enthusiastically and welcomed him inside.

This is a villa built on the seaside, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and its location is not too far from the urban area. However, compared with the noisy urban area, this place is like a "private garden" built in a busy city.

The style of the villa is modern and minimalist, and it looks a bit like a work of art from the outside. Whether you look at the exterior or interior decoration, you can feel that the house designers put a lot of thought into it, and of course a lot of money.

The owner of this villa is the young and promising Chinese-American Jing Jiajun.

He is also one of the few friends around Hei Junche. Two years ago, when helping Hei Junche deal with an emergency incident at the "Fist of Fury Sect", Jing Jiajun flew to block Hei Junche's knife. They were considered friends of life and death.

Looking inside through the glass of the villa, it was filled with smoke and bright lights.

Jing Jiajun is a lively person, so he will hold some parties in the villa every now and then. However, he never calls Hei Junche on such occasions. He knew his friend's temperament very well. So, when the black man appeared in front of him today, Jing Jiajun thought he had made a mistake.

When Hei Junche stood in front of the man, Jing Jiajun was sitting among a group of women who were dressed coquettishly and with good figures. According to his tradition, no woman could stay by his side for more than a week. Jing Jiajun's limit for women is one week, and he thinks he has always "obeyed" this rule very well.

Of course, he also has this capital. Handsome appearance, "double-door" bodybuilding, rich wealth, and many talents. As long as these advantages are magnified, many women will go crazy for them, not to mention that these advantages are concentrated in one person.

"Why are you here today?" Knowing that Hei Junche didn't like to interact with strangers, Jing Jiajun stood up and took him to his study room while talking.

After pouring two glasses of whiskey, Jing Jiajun handed one of them to Hei Junche who was sitting on the sofa.

"I don't know. I've had some bad premonitions recently, so I want to be quiet." Hei Junche rubbed his temples as he spoke. The recent "Jingwu Sect" incident really made him feel really bad.

"Tell me if you have anything, you know I still have some connections." Jing Jiajun also sat down on the sofa and lit a cigar.

"He is obstructing it." Hei Junche said, but at this moment he did not open his eyes.

"Are you going to avoid him?" Jing Jiajun knew from the years of tacit understanding between the two that the man Hei Junche was talking about was his father Hei Yunsheng.

At first, Hei Yunsheng hoped that his son could take over the family business, but he resolutely founded the "Jingwu Sect" by himself. Since then, the conflict between the two has intensified. Although he doesn't want to admit it, if Hei Yunsheng wants to touch the "Jingwu Sect", he probably won't need to put in much effort.

"Okay, let's not mention this anymore. By the way, how is your little wife?" Jing Jiajun narrowed his eyes at Hei Junche jokingly.

Jing Jiajun was also shocked when he found out that this man whom he had known for many years agreed to have a flash marriage with a woman.

After all, there is a sharp contrast between the two of them when it comes to women. Although it cannot be said that Hei Junche is not a womanizer, there are only a handful of women around him over the years. Although it was just a contract, Jing Jiajun would not be willing to agree to this invisible bondage.

"Her? It's interesting."

"Did you lose your mind or your kidneys?" It was the first time Jing Jiajun saw Hei Junche actually saying that a woman was interesting.

Hei Junche threw the pillow beside him towards Jing Jiajun. This long-lost relaxation can only be felt when he is with his friends.

At this moment, he stopped talking and closed his eyes.