Inheritance

As soon as he entered the door, his knee was kicked hard, and his knee hit the ground heavily.

Brother Ten walked past him with a cold face and sat down on the sofa.The atmosphere froze in embarrassment, he buttoned the metal buckle on the side of his trousers, and did not dare to get up.

"Ah Ting, am I spoiling you too much?"

These words made him shudder. Today's behavior really offended someone, and he stammered and timidly replied, "Today, Ah Ting has become more disciplined."

Brother Ten slowly brewed a cup of tea. As soon as he raised his hand, Ah Wei understood. He took a long stick by the sofa in his hand and swung it behind his back. The force made him feel his heart and lungs tremble, and the pain instantly exploded.

But I couldn't cry out the pain, and I couldn't beg for mercy, I could only grit my teeth and clench my fists to endure it.The sticks were smashed down against his back row by row, like a rolling pin once, and when it was about to fall for the second time, Brother Ten stopped yelling, glanced at his already pale face, and tasted the stick in his hand. Mao Jian said slowly, "Don't let your cleverness miss your future."

"Yes..." He answered with trembling lips.

"Get up after dinner." After finishing speaking, he got up and went upstairs, and A Weizi followed. He was the only one left in the huge living room for a while, but even so he didn't dare to relax. There must be many cameras installed in the place, and every move is under control.

Fortunately, he was finally left with a relatively quiet environment where he could calm down and think about his current situation.

Forcing himself to ignore the painful stick wound behind him, he pinched his leg hard and took a deep breath...

Brother Ten is vigilant and there are not many people he can trust. Today, Xiaonan's incident happened again, and the people around him are naturally more cautious.And for him to live in Brother Ten's villa at this time, it is not only a good time for both parties to find out the other's cards, but also a good stage for gaining trust.If Brother Ten really wants to use him, the next task entrusted to him must be to examine his abilities in various aspects. On the surface, he did things to satisfy Brother Ten.

He closed his eyes lightly, sighed, it was like walking on thin ice...

After dinner timidly, Brother Ten ordered some things to be tidied up in the seventh hall before letting him and Ah Wei go to rest.

This is his first night in the villa.

He was so peaceful that even he himself was surprised, after all, it was really inconvenient to carry out spying work with a stick wound on his back, and the time now was still too early.

When I took off my clothes in the shower, the injury from being swung by the belt with the belt was almost invisible, but the wound on the back with the stick was hideous and terrible...

"This Ah Wei is a killer."

I couldn't help muttering a few words, but I thought that I was not thrown into the punishment hall to be whipped anyway, and comparing the two, I can't help but feel a little comforted.

The gunshot wound near the back of the heart was submerged in the bruised and purple stick wounds, but it was not as conspicuous as usual. He stretched out his hand for two and failed to touch it. He was shocked. The brother rubbed the wound for him two days ago. Seeing the gunshot wound, I tried to recall it. At that time, the clothes didn't seem to be pulled so high. It should be...

Can't see it...

If he was seen, it was impossible for Chen Jin not to ask him, but if he did, how should he answer?

Could it be telling the truth and telling Chen Jin that this injury was left when he saved Brother Ten?

At that time, it was an arrangement to go online, so he threw Brother Ten down and got scratched casually to win his trust.It was he himself who felt that this was not convincing, so he simply calculated the angle and blocked it in front of Brother Ten, causing the shot to jump into the position with a deviation of five centimeters from the back of the heart.

Sure enough, Brother Ten favored him too much later on, and he didn't waste his own shot in the muzzle of the gun.

kindness……

If the senior brother asks, he can just prevaricate it casually. Injuries in underworld fights are not common.

If Chen Jin knew that he had acted privately and half killed himself, there was no guarantee that this master would not make his life worse than death.

Thinking of an excuse to prevaricate, he took a shower and put on a bathrobe to pack his clothes.

Opening his suitcase, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help showing a shallow smug smile, then he shook out the clothes and hung them in the cabinet as if he hadn't intended, and he hung the most spacious camouflage duvet in the innermost part.

After tidying up, I climbed back to the bed, knowing that the next day would be more uncomfortable if I didn't rub the injury, but I still bit the bullet and left it alone.

"Are you really into him?" Dark red nail polish was painted on the slender fingertips and gently scratched on the computer screen. Sister Yun was wearing a black deep V lace pajamas, and her curly long hair was casually loose. Raising her eyes is already full of charm.

Brother Ten put his arms around her shoulders, kissed her from the collarbone to his lips, raised his eyes to look at the camera in Chen Ting's room on the screen, and said three meaningful words, "It can be used."

"Oh." Stretched out a white arm and hooked Brother Ten's neck, his body attached to it like a vine, "How should I say it?"

"Ah Ting is like a hunting dog. It looks loyal, but in fact it has its own ideas. It's not like Ah Wei who was kept by my side since he was a child. So if I want to use him, I have to put him on a chain."

"You need people to work hard for you, but you have to keep them in check." With a chuckle, Sister Yun has already kissed her body, and her clothes are falling off one by one...

"Then you keep me by your side, what are you holding back?"

Brother Ten pressed her down, leaned over and brushed her hair away, breathed softly into her ear, bit her earlobe bit by bit, his voice was low and deep, and no one could hear what he said clearly, and soon It was covered up by Jiaopan.

In the morning, Chen Ting was woken up by knocking on the door, and the rhythmic three-time meal, three-time meal, it was Ah Wei when he heard it.

He lay on the bed and swallowed deeply, his whole body felt as if he had been run over by a heavy truck, even his bones were aching.

Getting up with difficulty, endured the discomfort and went to open the door.

Ah Wei glanced at him up and down, and handed him a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray, "Brother Ten told you to go downstairs for dinner after taking the medicine, hurry up."

He took it and answered, "Okay."

Closing the door, washing and dressing as quickly as possible, the stick wounds on his back were still swollen, he glanced at the mirror with his back, and couldn't help thinking that only a Virgo brother would give him such a neat one. Injury is called "scar art".

Come on, Chen Jin is a Virgo with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

If it was his father, he would always pick up anything when he was angry, and he would smoke all over his body, which made him look like the scene of a car accident.

But think about it, although he was very resentful when he was beaten, they never let him really break his skin and bleed and hurt his muscles and bones, but now he moved his arms and neck and dragged his entire back, and let out a low cry from the pain □□.

Today is different from the past, when my father passed away...