Proud Gu Mingyu

Gu Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, finally couldn't help it?

"Uncle Guan, too, and your friends, ah, I see—" Gu Mingyu's pupils were dark and bright, and when illuminated by the light, they looked even more profound and charming. Seeing his calm look, Guan Jing only felt his heart Itching, I couldn't help but put my head on it.

Gu Mingyu turned her head away, held Guan Jing's shoulders and arms hard, and shifted the positions of the two of them. The tall figure completely enveloped Guan Jing, and under the influence of the backlight, that handsome face looked particularly sinister.

I only heard the young man whispering in his ear in an arrogant tone: "So...do Uncle Guan and your friends like to be raped?"

Guan Jing didn't answer, he squeezed his lips tightly and tried to control his panting, Gu Mingyu knew that his guess was right.

Gu Mingyu's eyes wandered over Guan Jing's body, and Guan Jing's heart trembled every inch he walked, but his hands were propped up by his ears in an orderly manner. Gu Mingyu said curiously as if discovering something new: "It turns out that being looked at It can be hard, so why can it only be inserted? Isn’t there still 0.5?”

"No, I can't." Guan Jing, as a person with status and status, is in charge of one of the managers of Chongqing's largest entertainment/music city, and has a nickname like "Yan Wangyan", so there is no way that he is weaker than Gu Mingyu in terms of momentum. But now his long-cherished wish for many years is about to be fulfilled, and his mind is full of images of him kneeling at Gu Mingyu's feet. He can't get strong, but instead feels weak in his legs and feet, "You can only use the back to... be happy."

"So that's it. I understand. Thank you, Uncle Guan, for helping me answer the question." Gu Mingyu stood up straight, put one hand in his trouser pocket and pushed open the closed door with the other. Instantly, bright lights and noisy voices came.

The young man seemed to be standing under the spotlight, and raised his chin slightly, "Let's go out." After saying that, regardless of Guan Jing's reaction, he raised the corners of his lips to show a mischievous smile, turned and walked into the door.

Influenced by his father, Gu Mingyu has an old-fashioned look on his body, coupled with the classical British style chosen by Guan Jing, which complements the style outside the door, as if he came out of a nineteenth-century British student.

The gorgeous and romantic architectural style is used to place various slot machines and gaming tables, and the sound of spinning dice can be heard endlessly. No matter whether the guests inside are dressed elegantly or vulgarly, they seem a little nervous under the stimulation of gambling, and some people are full of people. Their heads were sweating profusely, and some people were full of pride and spent a lot of money.

Gu Mingyu stopped and walked, only thinking that people were prettier than the cards on the gaming table—both sudden riches and family ruin happened in this hall.

Gu Huaili once had a friend who was ruined by gambling. He was originally the general agent of an electrical appliance dealer in County X, and there were countless properties in the store. Gu Huaili once said that if he hadn’t gambled, he would have been the richest man in the county long ago. The agent was lost, the real estate store was gone, everything turned into a bubble, and I owed a lot of debt.

To most people, gambling is like a poisonous mushroom with a bright appearance. To Gu Mingyu, the good-looking color on the outside does not exist.

Guan Jing, who had already returned to normal, stuffed the exchanged chips into Gu Mingyu's hands, and said to him, "Play whatever you want, if you lose, I'll be fine—"

"If you win, it's yours." Gu Mingyu took the chip in his hand and twirled it at his fingertips like a coin. When he walked to a table, he threw down the bet in his hand without even looking at it. "Pray for luck." Blessings of the Goddess."

Guan Jing was no longer as weak as before, he waved away the waiter standing beside him, and with a smile on his face, he came over and hugged Gu Mingyu in his arms, and whispered: "You are my goddess of luck."

Gu Mingyu ignored him, just looked at the cards on the gambling table, with a confident and dazzling smile on the corner of his mouth, but in fact... Gu Mingyu couldn't understand the things on the card table at all. won't fight.

Guan Jing didn't know, seeing how confident he was, he thought he understood, and asked Mingyu every time he placed a bet, probably because Gu Mingyu was too calm, and the goddess of luck didn't bother to take care of this hypocrite, so he walked around Lose more and win less.Guan Jingchang's chips were quickly lost.

"Are you still playing?" Gu Mingyu dropped the last chip and turned to ask Guan Jing.

It took less than half an hour to output [-], even Guan Jing was a little impatient, so when he said he didn't want to play, he saw the dealer draw the cards. Gu Mingyu was extremely lucky this time, and he actually won a hand.

"Hey! I said—" A large pile of chips was pushed down in front of them. Amidst the envy and amazement of the surrounding people, a arrogant voice suddenly sounded, and the table suddenly fell silent. Everyone was silent, and some even moved back quietly. Then the young man sitting in the middle of Dama Jindao was exposed.

The other party looked to be about the same age as Gu Mingyu. He was wearing a casual sportswear and a string of pure white bracelets on his slender wrists. wearing a hat.He originally lowered his head, with his face half hidden under the hat, but now he raised his chin, revealing a baby face with a little baby fat, which looked a little cute.

It's just that this cute boy has his nostrils upturned, and pointed his chin at Gu Mingyu: "You! Play with me again."

As soon as this person appeared, Guan Jing wanted to drag Gu Mingyu away, but just now Gu Mingyu was so lucky that many people crowded over to watch, they were surrounded inside and couldn't get out for a while.

When the other party opened his mouth to ask someone, Guan Jing didn't dare to pretend he didn't see him anymore, and said shyly, "Hi, young master, are you interested in coming out to play today?"

"So it's Guan Laosan. Let me tell you, who at this table would dare to beat me?"

"Uh... I didn't see it just now—" Guan Jing wanted to explain, but there was a circle of people standing around the card table, and only the young master was sitting alone, who could see it?

The young master ignored him, and looked at Gu Mingyu unceremoniously. Seeing his calm expression, he felt good about him, and asked someone to move a chair for him.Gu Mingyu smiled and didn't ask why the others didn't have a seat, and just sat down on the chair.

"The people brought by Guan Lao San really have a bit of arrogance." The young master liked his temperament, and he showed a bit of intimacy on his face, but Gu Mingyu saw his particularly small baby face, but he spoke old-fashioned, and couldn't bear it. I couldn't help laughing "puchi".

Guan Jing, who was standing neatly by the side like a waiter, was taken aback, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Gu Mingyu's clothes. Gu Mingyu turned her head to look, only to see that he had a frightened expression on his face, as if he was a little scared.

Sure enough, the next second, the young master who was still amiable just now suddenly turned his face down and said viciously, "What are you laughing at?"

On the poker table, including the dealer, everyone sat quietly, not daring to make a sound, Guan Jing's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was afraid that Gu Mingyu would offend the young master, if it fell into the young master's hands, I'm afraid that the undead will also be destroyed.

From the performance of the people around and Guan Jing, Gu Mingyu also knew that this young man might have an unusual identity, but as the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, although Gu Mingyu was nervous, she didn't show it on her face.

He raised the corners of his lips, twirled his fingers around the people at the table, and finally landed on Guan Jing, and said with a slight smile, "Do you think they look like frightened quails?"

Silent, no one dared to speak out to refute, even Guan Jing, but he was better than others, when Gu Mingyu pointed at him, he rolled his eyes cooperatively.

The angry look on the young master's face disappeared, he tilted his head, and nodded his chin as if he was thinking about something.

A few seconds later, he suddenly asked, "So you're not Guan Laosan's son? What's your relationship?"

"..." Which eye sees them as father and son?Gu Huaili's status is very high in Gu Mingyu's heart, how can Guan Jing be compared with him.

Gu Mingyu was unhappy, so his face showed a bit, and he didn't answer his words, raised his chin, and asked, "What are we playing?"

"You decide." The young master became happy seeing him like this, rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a handful of chips to play with.

Guan Jingxuan's heart finally came back to reality. He told Gu Mingyu just now that he was just guarding the door, and that the young master was the adopted son of the boss behind the Changle Entertainment/Le City.In fact, there is a more secret club in the entertainment city, which is run by this young master. In terms of status, the young master is on an equal footing with Guan Jing, but in terms of closeness, Guan Jing is not as good as this one.

You must know that the one who loves you the most is this young master. Some people say that it doesn't matter if you offend him, because the other party is famous for being well-mannered. The young master let out such a bad breath, but that one is immortal.

What's more, Guan Jing wanted something from the young master, so he was naturally inferior in front of him.

Gu Mingyu didn't know that he just walked around the ghost gate. He didn't know anything about gambling, but everyone sat down, so he couldn't show timidity at this time, pretending to think, and said after a long while: "Then bet on big or small."

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at him in surprise, and the croupier twitched the corners of his mouth. He felt that the challenge was too small, and it was a bit thunderous and rainy.

"Okay!" The young master thought it was good. He is not a high-level gambler, but he just likes the feeling of nervousness and adrenal glands rising rapidly. "This is refreshing, just play like this! Bet, bet!"

"Let's win two out of three rounds." Gu Mingyu pushed out all the chips in front of him, causing a burst of amazement, that was a total of more than 20, the young master was not to be outdone, the chips in front of him were not enough, and asked someone to change some, Anyway, it won't be less than Gu Mingyu's.

In the past few years, people's life has been rich, and the bet has also increased, and the bet is two hundred.A win or loss of hundreds of thousands in one night is nothing, but a bet of 40 in one hand is also rare.The gamble of the two young people attracted everyone's attention, and people gathered around. With their discussion, the atmosphere became more and more heated.

Affected by this, the young master was extremely excited. He took off his hat, revealing a rosy cheek like a red apple. He looked at Gu Mingyu with burning eyes, looking extremely belligerent.

However, Gu Mingyu remained as calm as before, and said with a smile, "I hope that the goddess of luck will favor me again."

Seeing that the croupier's expression was not right, Guan Jing moved over, took the cards from the croupier's hand, and shuffled them skillfully.Guan Jing intentionally showed off his skills, with brilliant and diverse techniques, which dazzled Gu Mingyu, but also felt that Guan Jing shuffled the cards himself because he wanted to control the winning or losing, so as to please the young master?

Gu Mingyu didn't care about winning or losing, but she didn't like being tampered with, so she stared closely at Guan Jing's hand, trying to see the flaws.

It's just that Guan Jing was born as a croupier. Over the years, when he was interested in managing casinos, he would also perform on the stage. Gu Mingyu, a layman, could not tell.Guan Jing is a handsome man, exuding the flair of a nouveau riche, but his hands are so delicate, it's hard to imagine that his hands have been chopped off and seen blood.

After finishing the last trick, Guan Jing drew out two cards neatly, and the fluffy cards slid against the table into the central frame. Guan Jing looked at the two of them with the pole.

Gu Mingyu couldn't see it, so she didn't bother anymore, and chose a big one at random, but when the cards came out, it turned out to be a small one, and the young master won the first round.

Guan Jing swiped away one-third of the chips, and the young master twisted his body proudly and let out a loud laugh.It's just that he didn't notice that all the people around him were wiped out at some point, and a man of unidentifiable age stood behind him with a smile.The person's first impression was that he was clean, without any extra decorations or luxurious clothes. He only had a string of sandalwood bracelets on his wrist that was exactly the same as the young master's. He was wearing a white Tang suit. Mr. Teach.

Guan Jing saw the man and wanted to say hello, but the other party shook his head, Guan Jing smiled and continued to deal the cards.

In the second round, Gu Mingyu was still overwhelmed. When the cards came out, Gu Mingyu showed a slight smile on his face. He raised his head and said to the young master, "I won this time." Then he saw the person behind the young master, and the other party nodded to Gu Mingyu Nodding, with a gentle and gentle temperament like jade, Gu Mingyu subconsciously smiled back.

The young master snorted, and felt that Gu Mingyu's smile seemed to be laughing at him. He was about to stand up, but a generous palm was pressed on his shoulder, and then a familiar gentle voice sounded, "Just play the game and have fun, don't be lazy." Temper, don't forget that the old man said that you are very angry and need to be raised."

The young master frowned, with strong dissatisfaction on his face, he shook off the hand on his shoulder vigorously, pretending that the person behind him didn't exist, and yelled at Guan Jing to open his cards.

This time it was the young master who placed the bet first, the young master thought about it and wanted to place the big bet, but the person behind him said softly: "Put the small one."

The young master didn't listen to him, and shouted with his eyes wide open: "Big!"

The result was naturally the opposite of what he chose, Gu Mingyu won another game.

Looking at the high pile of chips in front of him, Gu Mingyu was surprised that Guan Jing didn't do anything, and at the same time saw the gloomy look in the young master's eyes. Although he didn't know if it was aimed at him or someone else, the young master was in a bad mood after all. , and I am proud of myself.

Gu Mingyu thought for a while and exchanged the chips for cash. Two boxes of banknotes were placed in front of him. Gu Mingyu stood up and said to the spectators who surrounded them three floors in and out: "Whoever sees them has a share, let the goddess of fortune take care of them." All of us." Then he lifted a box and slammed the money inside.

Immediately, everyone screamed crazily, and spread their hands desperately to get money. No one cared who seemed to have an identity, and immediately rushed the young master and that person away.

The young master had an idea, slipped and got under the table.Money swayed from in front of Gu Mingyu, only his position was the least crowded, the young master crawled to his feet, grabbed his feet and stood up.

Looking at the surprised Gu Mingyu, he showed a slightly sinister smile that didn't match his appearance, "From today onwards, you are my best buddy, go, brother will take you to a fun place!"

As he said that, he dragged Gu Mingyu through the crowd and ran into a passage, and came to a strange place with many turns.

The place is strange because it is a corridor with many doors, there is no light in the corridor, only the light from the glass doors, each door is an empty room, and the other end of the room is a side There are many seats outside the window, which looks like a movie theater.

The young master took Gu Mingyu to the end of the corridor, where there was a very ordinary door, opened the door, and there was a dressing room inside.

As soon as the young master entered the room, he sat down on the sofa and panted with his tongue out. Gu Mingyu was not much better than him. After a while, he blinked, "Where is this place?"

"Changle Club, Misty, my territory." The young master hummed twice, with a smug expression on his face, "You are my brother, you can do whatever you want here."

"Then Guan Jing—" Gu Mingyu remembered that Guan Jing had told him not to leave his sight, but he was grabbed by the young master just now, and with the chaos of the crowd, he didn't know if Guan Jing saw him run away with the young master.

"If you want to see him later, just ask him to come over later," the young master rolled his eyes, and then muttered in a "low voice", "I'm afraid he can't ask for it."

"Why did we run away?" Gu Mingyu was a little curious, but he also got a little understanding of the young master in this short contact today. Although he asked a question, his eyes were calm, as if it was just a casual question, and it didn't matter if you answered it or not.

The young master was about to get angry again, but seeing his expression, he didn't want to be angry, so he just curled his lips and said: "I don't want to see him, I just came out to have fun, why did he come here suddenly? It's disgusting to see!"

"Him?" The figure of that person appeared in Gu Mingyu's mind. Although it was just a glimpse, it left a deep impression on Gu Mingyu's heart. The person looked elegant and handsome, without any fireworks on his body, just like a fairy.

"My dad!" The young master puffed up his mouth angrily, his eyes suddenly showed an inexplicable coldness, and there was a bit of disdain and sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "he won't come here, at most he will hide upstairs and watch the surveillance Bar."

Gu Mingyu could never have guessed that they were father and son, not to mention the age mismatch, but the young master's look just now made Gu Mingyu very suspicious.It's just that the young master has a bad temper, and Gu Mingyu couldn't ask any more questions. The two of them sat for a while, and not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Wait." The young master said lazily, got tired of sitting on the sofa for a while before standing up, took out two masks from the closet, and threw one to Gu Mingyu.

"You look pretty good today, so you don't need to change it." The young master walked around Gu Mingyu and helped him straighten the vest outside his shirt.

Gu Mingyu played with the mask in his hand, and the young master went to the inner compartment to change clothes.I don't know what kind of material this mask is made of, it feels very smooth, with a black base, and gold threads are used to draw complicated patterns on it, which is extremely gorgeous.

It's just that Gu Mingyu was a little puzzled, the young master thought of it as soon as he thought it out, and didn't even explain to him, he just replaced everything with actions.

When the young master came out, Gu Mingyu was startled, and saw that the other party was wearing a straight military uniform, with military caps, boots, gloves, and leather whips. The young master was not short, and might even be a centimeter or two taller than Gu Mingyu, wrapped in straight military trousers. With his slender legs, his shiny military boots exude a solemn color under the light.Originally, no matter how angry his baby face was, he looked a little cute, but now Gu Mingyu felt the murderous aura from him.

The mask in the young master's hand was exactly the same as Gu Mingyu's. After signaling him to put it on, the young master took the lead, opened the door and walked out.At this time, there were already people inside those glass doors, and Gu Mingyu saw a tall and strong man in his thirties with a dignified face, like the CEO of a multinational company.However, such a person was hanging naked in a room at this time. A long iron rod locked his legs at both ends, almost forming a straight line.There was a man in a cloak standing behind him, and his leather-gloved hand didn't know what he had done to his buttocks, causing the man to look up like a lone wolf and howl silently.

"These people are usually high and have countless people, but they just like to be treated like this. Do you think they are cheap?" The young master was wearing a mask, and Gu Mingyu couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so he could only judge from his voice at this time It should be ridiculed.

"They are all voluntary?" Looking at a tied up boy surrounded by several strong men in a certain room, doing indescribable things, the window is full of watching guests, from the look on the boy's face It was difficult for Gu Mingyu to draw the conclusion that he was being forced.

"It's not just voluntary, every customer here spends millions of dollars here every year, whether it's in the window or outside the window." I don't know if it's because I can't see the face, but Gu Mingyu feels that the young master seems to have completely changed. If she hadn't watched him put on a mask in front of her, Gu Mingyu would have thought that the person under the mask had been dropped.

The young master explained to Gu Mingyu room by room, and told Gu Mingyu about the identities of the people in those rooms, their sexuality, and the games they had accepted. Finally, they came to a room where the lights were not turned on. The young master lazily pointed at the room. The door said to him, "If you're interested in what I just said, go through this door—you can try anything."

Gu Mingyu looked at the door, and through the glass door, he could see a faint figure kneeling in the dim room, waiting for his arrival with a submissive attitude.

Gu Mingyu distinguished carefully, and felt that the figure became more and more familiar, he smiled, his smile was calm and gentle, his deep black eyes carried the wisdom to see everything, his standing posture was relaxed and comfortable, and his expression was calm, as if he was just refusing a meal.

He said: "You don't have to try some things, you know you won't like them, not to mention, I'm still underage."