stupid dirty romance

Tang Xiaorong was the first person to know that Nujin was back. He has been in charge of the Cambodian business for six or seven years. Money, violence and beauty, whatever you want, and you can pay the price, he can satisfy them all, but After all, Nukin is the big boss behind the scenes.

Tang Xiaorong was also a boxer in the past, and his life in black boxing was cheap. No one would care if he was injured or died. At that time, many people had one or two "side jobs". Then it will be associated with drugs.

At that time, Nu Jin's reputation was not as big as it is now. He needed useful people. Tang Xiaorong was discovered by Nu Jin at that time. He was naturally petite and had a baby face, so at that time everyone cared His name is Chihuahua, that is the name of a breed of dog, and it was also his name when he was a boxer. This kind of dog has a violent personality, sharp teeth, and bites very painful. Nu Jin often said later that only Tang Xiaorong was the only one he could rest assured of. , I don’t know if it’s because he is a Chihuahua.

Nowadays, no one dares to call it that anymore. Tang Xiaorong no longer punches. He looks gentle and handsome, but he still shows his murderous aura.When he was standing outside the boxing gym waiting for Nu Jin, many of his subordinates cheered up, thinking that the boss looked like he was going to meet some big enemy.

This was not Tang Xiaorong's intention. Nu Jin suddenly said that he wanted to bring someone to watch the boxing match. He thought it was incredible. The person hadn't been here for a long time. He used to go down to play by himself, but never. He has brought people here, his business partners or possible lovers, none of them have been here, it is equivalent to Nujin's own playground, where he keeps his favorite toys.

Three low-key black BMW cars came one after another, and Nu Jin and his guests sat in the middle car. Tang Xiaorong didn't move, stood there watching quietly, waiting for the doorman to open the door——Nu Jin Jin is not as young and reckless as before. It's not that there are any marks on his face, but that his whole temperament has changed. Tang Xiaorong frowned, took a step forward, and said, "Welcome back!"

The man in a white suit looked back at the people around him and smiled.

——Please come and get to know me.

The viewing angle is the best in the box upstairs, you can clearly see the situation on the stage without being splashed with blood, the velvet fabric of the European-style couch gives people a feeling of peace of mind in your hand, while the ring below There are people fighting each other, and there are not a few people who like this feeling. Staying in a safe position is like watching a play to watch the suffering and violence.

Xia Jun sat down and didn't talk anymore. He didn't like this place, and he took human life as a trifle. He didn't need Yin Yu to tell him. He could guess the dirty truth about human trafficking, extortion, kidnapping and black market. Trading, all the sinful things you can think of are going on secretly in this smoky place, gamblers are cursing, prostitutes are looking around, wandering warblers are shuttling among the crowd, it's like an ukiyo-e.

"They can't touch us." Yin Yu sat down beside him and said calmly, "Look at the bottom, how interesting it is."

Xia Jun glanced at Yin Yu, but didn't answer. He was watching the game in the ring, a tall black man and a thin boy.

"They look too different in size." Xia Jun turned to Yin Yu and said, a little worried, he didn't want to see such a boy who was at most eighteen or nineteen years old being torn apart by a big guy who was two heads taller than him.

"Audiences love to watch."

Yin Yu leaned over and looked over, then leaned back on the sofa, and said: "You don't have to sympathize with him, this kid is a murderer, have you seen the brand mark on his neck, it's a prison that no one wants to chop it up Death row inmates are selling us signs who want to make more money and save bullets, and we have the best of both worlds."

This kind of massacre happens every day, and from time to time, a few special children can be found.

"I suddenly feel like I don't know you anymore." Xia Jun said.

"I'm letting you know me..." Yin Yu glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, smiled, and added: "Honey."

Xia Jun turned his face away and didn't look at Yin Yu's provocative appearance. He did it on purpose to make himself retreat. If he didn't accept his worldview, then he would never accept him and trust him, but How could he accept this!Do you accept buying and selling human life?

"Then if I want to go down and fight, what would you do if I am in the ring now?" He asked suddenly, staring at the situation in the ring over there without blinking.

"You can try it."

Yin Yu sat a little closer, put his hand on Xia Jun's thigh, and said, "I remember that your grades in the police academy were very good, and now is just the time for you to show it off to me."

When he said this, his tone was mocking, but it didn't make people angry. Xia Jun turned his head to say something, but bumped into Yin Yu's mouth.

Lips pressed against lips, both of them froze for a moment, then separated, Yin Yu coughed dryly, and returned to his expressionless state.

"Okay, I'll try it next time!" Xia Jun stood up, leaning on the railing of the box and looking at the bloody mess on the stage.

Yin Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he curled his lips, not looking at Xia Jun.

When the gunshots rang out, the whole boxing gym was silent for three seconds. Some people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some people took out their guns and looked around for hot spots. This is what Tang Xiaorong saw when he came back from the back office.

Xia Jun was wearing a black vest and trousers, standing barefoot on the ring panting heavily, his ribs hurt a bit, but his opponent didn't take advantage of it, as for now...

He raised his head and looked at Yin Yu who was standing on the second floor with his pistol raised. On his face, Xia Jun seemed to find a trace of anger.

"What are you doing?" He went upstairs, took off his sweat-soaked and blood-stained vest and threw it on the ground, feeling a little annoyed, "I've already won, why did you shoot?"

Yin Yu had already sat back on the sofa safely, with one leg folded on top of the other, he took out the handkerchief in his suit pocket and carefully wiped the gun in his hand, without even looking at Xia Jun: "It doesn't matter whether you win or not." If you lose, that person will die," he said.

"why."

"Because I can."

Yin Yu got up and walked in front of Xia Jun, raised his eyes, looked at him, and didn't speak.

He stretched out a hand to caress Xia Jun's cheek, wiped the corner of his bruised mouth with his thumb, his eyes darkened, and suddenly hugged Xia Jun.

"Officer Xia, let me kill them all for you, okay..." Yin Yu whispered in Xia Jun's ear.

"What?" Xia Jun didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing..." Yin Yu let go of him, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, go and clean it up, and I will take you to continue to understand me."

The second basement floor of the boxing gym is a workshop. The place is very large, but it is empty. There are a few cameras placed on the edge of the curtain. There are some simple sets here and there, and some people walk through them.

"Where?"

"you guess."