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On the side of Chang'an Street, a certain high-end club is shaded by crimson lights and magnolia trees. There are expensive guests coming in and out.

Chu Xun rubbed the tip of his nose with a handkerchief, wiped his glasses, and took his time, ignoring the fearful gazes around him.

Hou Yiqun pulled out the cigarette from his mouth, and directly twirled it on the mahogany tabletop, pressing out a smoky spot.He solemnly touched the emerald golden Buddha that had been illuminated around his neck: "10, damn it, I have divine light to protect my body, so I don't believe in this evil."

Feng Xiaoyong sneered with a cigarette in his mouth, "Qun'er, you pushed the yard so hard today that your hands are shaking, right?"

The corner of Chu Xun's mouth showed a smile: "Hands are trembling, but the heart is also trembling, right?"

Hou Yiqun raised his eyes, and his eyeballs went out to Chu Xun's face: "Xiaoer, don't be so awesome with the uncle."

Chu Xun smiled gracefully: "I'm just that awesome."

On the gaming table, chips are pushed and chips exchanged, cups of chips are staggered, and beauties smile sweetly and beautifully.Mr. Hou stared sideways at Chu Xun, not reconciled, Chu Xiaoer, a boy who hadn't been in contact with him for a few years, became more and more arrogant. I really didn't realize it when I was a child, he was considered a character...

Ever since Chu Xun came back from his mission in Chicago, consciously or unconsciously, he often got mixed up with a group of people like Hou.Although the two sides said that their temperaments and their business were not the same, after all, they were wandering in the same circle, their fathers were officials in the same dynasty, and they looked up and down all day long. The people they interacted with each other often had many opportunities to meet.

Since Hou Yiqun missed the auction, the faucet was stolen, and he was choked up by fireworks, he suffered from acute bronchitis. After that, he had bad luck all the way, and hanging eight Maitreya Buddhas around his neck could not turn his bad luck around.As a middleman, the company did not earn commissions, and instead paid out a sum of operating capital and venue expenses.He recently shipped a batch of containers through the port of Hong Kong, but also because of strict checks at the checkpoint, profits were delayed.

Rich people and high-ranking people are all superstitious. They donate money to temples all the year round, worship Buddha and burn incense.Hou Yiqun asked the "Lafayette" who had a good relationship with his family to show him. The old man pointed him out and said, if someone stands in your way, your fortune will have a big turning point.

Who the hell dares to stop Lord Hou?It's evil.

Hou Yiqun looked around, and the people around him couldn't find any clues, and couldn't figure out who would dare to break ground on his territory.His business suffered a setback and he was depressed, so he had more opportunities to go out to drink and play cards.

Chu Xun also wanted to have a chat with Young Master Hou and find out about this man.The two hit it off.

After the Hou family is a veteran of the party, they have a deep nepotism and hold great power, and they have a powerful turf in the Military Commission.Master Hou is ignorant, incompetent, and has no skills. Relying on the shadow of his ancestors, he is now the director of a certain department under the Third Department of the General Staff. He controls the liaison office in Guangzhou and Hong Kong. He uses the army's internal pass to participate in smuggling. It's a pity that he has economic evidence Not enough to shake a tree with deep roots.Even if there is evidence, it depends on the reluctance of the higher authorities to deal with it.Chu Xun calculated in his heart that he wanted to dig deeper, dig out the rotten roots of the big tree from the ground, and see how long the Hou family could continue to be prosperous.

Huo Meier came in style, wearing a black gold low V-neck wrap dress, which shone in the dark, with a pair of big eyes that were charming and smart.

"I'm so fucking unlucky." Hou Yiqun patted the seat beside him, "Huanhuan, come here and rub my brother's shoulders to change my luck."

Huo Huanhuan is a famous flower in the circle of social circles, many sons-in-law and bosses like to take her to dinner and card games.She is famous, has face, and although the price is high, she is generous and forthright, smart and has a good eye for price.

Huo Huanhuan thought in his heart, Master Hou, you want to change your luck, it's useless for me to rub your whole body, and I don't have that luck either.Your family's fortune is worse than the treasury's. We little ones are still waiting to pluck hair from you and drink soup.She squeezed Hou Yiqun's arms very vigorously, and then quietly cast a few winks at Chu Xun.

The gentleman surnamed Feng on the seat also has a background. He was one of the young princes of the current dynasty, and he was doing business with Hou Yiqun.Feng Xiaoyong is really a rascal, and said: "Hey, whoever wins this fight, let Huanhuan sit on his lap and touch his tits! Whoever loses, Huanhuan squeezes his balls!"

Hou Yiqun: "Fuck, come on."

Huo Huanhuan: "Hate it or not!"

Feng Xiaoyong: "Come or not? Will Chu Xun dare to come?!"

Chu Xun dragged his voice: "Come on—"

Chu Xun cursed in his heart, grandma, if this winning trick is to draw a group of pigs with a belt, the second master will gnaw the game down no matter what.

The corners of Chu Xun's eyes shone like lightning. With a light fingertip on the poker table, five Royal Flush cards were drawn out neatly under his palm.

After he won the cards, he showed a pure smile, like a child, smiling and avoiding Huo Huanhuan's greasy face, and didn't touch his breasts.

He conveniently took out a peacock feather from the vase, to tease the itch on the beauty's chest.Huo Huanhuan's career line is strong, and the deep ditch clamped the peacock's hair all at once, and said coquettishly, "Do you hate it?"

One day, after playing cards, a group of people went out to find a place to eat, covered in smog and scarlet eyes.

Feng Xiaoyong's hand went from behind to Huo Huanhuan's chest, and squeezed heavily inside the deep V-neck: "Huanhuan, where do you eat? Beauty picks places."

Huo Huanhuan knew that Young Master Chu had a heavy taste and liked spicy food, so he hurriedly flattered him and said, "Let's eat boiled fish."

This boiled fish shop on Chunxiu Road is adjacent to the Sanlitun Bar Street. It is full of customers all year round. There are long queues at meal times and the business is full.This group of sons and sisters have VIP gold cards in their hands, and the boss handed them the cards in order to curry favor with them. These people are rarely rewarded with face.

The manager welcomed them in person.As soon as Chu Xun entered the store, he felt that there was something wrong with the aura in the store, and he shouldn't have come here today - he met an acquaintance.

Who is the acquaintance?

The group of them went in, walked across the round table in the lobby to the private room, and when they looked up, they bumped into a few tall, ruddy-faced men speaking their native dialect, chatting around the table and drinking.

Chu Xun took a look, quickly looked up at the sky, touched the hair curtain: "..."

When Huo Chuanwu turned his head, he was secretly taken aback, Xiao Xun?

Master Huo went out to eat with two of his buddies today, had a drink, and chatted with each other.When he is not on duty, he looks after the store for his buddies, keeps fit, plays billiards, lives a carefree life, and shoots a pistol under the quilt every night thinking about Xun Niuer.He actually enjoyed this isolated and peaceful life.The two groups of people who had deliberately avoided intersections in their lives did not expect to meet in public today.

It was He Xiaozhi who drove Chu Xun.Xiao He's status is convenient, as President Chu's entourage and bodyguard when he goes in and out of the country, he closely follows Chu Xun, carrying a briefcase, and his two shrewd eyes are rolling around.

He Xiaozhi caught sight of Comrade Xiao Huo who was sitting silently and upright with his legs open at the table. He couldn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud.The young man with a cheerful disposition is extremely hard to hold back on this occasion.

Daqing, Jixiang, and Chuanwu came early, and the wine has passed three rounds. At this time, they are all a little bit up, and their eyes are red.They ordered a three-jin pot of Jiangtuan at this table, and the pot was full of spicy oil, reflecting the red light.

Chuanwu held a cigarette in one hand and drank beer.

Daqing ran to the door of the back kitchen and asked for three raw eggs.

Jixiang waved his hand: "I don't like to eat raw."

Daqing rolled his eyes at this man: "Turtle, laying eggs to strengthen the yang. Erwu, are you coming?"

The corner of Chuanwu's mouth shrugged coolly, and said with disdain: "I used to drink it in the army."

The smiles of the two showed hints between men, so they knocked the egg on the rim of the beer glass, and beat all the egg yolk and egg white into it.Huo Chuanwu sat quietly among the noisy crowd in the lobby, with two sword-shaped eyebrows slanted, and there was an indescribable aura in the silence.

Daqing waved and shouted: "Waiter, can you take a colander to pick up the chili peppers? There are too many chili peppers and leave them?"

He was standing and picking up chili, without paying attention, he flicked the colander in his hand, and a spoonful of hot chili oil flew to the people behind him...

"Ouch—"

A group of Hou happened to pass by, and raised his hand to block it. From the collar of his shirt to his chest and lower abdomen to the crotch of his trousers, a straight line of chili oil was splashed vertically in front of him!

"I...fuck..."

Hou Yiqun raised his head and was about to swear, he was in a daze for a moment, and then gradually recognized them all—a group of Xiaoshandong in the courtyard on Yuquan Road back then.

Daqing squinted his eyes and tilted his head to look at him: "Yo, you."

Huo Chuanwu put down his wine glass and didn't move. His stern eyes narrowed into slender ones, staring at Hou with light in his eyes.

Back then, two groups of little villains fought in the playground on Fuxing Road, throwing tomatoes and water bombs at each other. General Xiao Huo led a group of Xiaoshan Mountains under his command, but they all participated in the war, and shot a group of Hou in the asshole with rubber bullets.The two parties haven't seen each other for more than ten years. This means that the princes "condescended" to enter the small shop of the common people today. The living classes of the royal relatives and ordinary people have been greatly different in recent years, and there would be no intersections in the first place.

Hou Yiqun shook his shoulders, tugged at his collar, and said in a low voice, threatening: "Dirty for me."

Daqing threw the colander into the fish basin and said nonchalantly, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention."

Hou Qunqun: "If you're not careful, it's over?"

Daqing: "What do you want?"

The two sides quickly choked up a few words, and they were also suppressing the anger of the year. They didn't like each other, and they didn't back down.Chu Xun secretly winked at Huo Chuanwu behind his back, hey, take it easy.

Hou Yiqun's eyes fell on Huo Chuanwu.

The second son of the Huo family looks, looks, and looks too much like Huo Chuanjun back then, except that there is a deep scar on his face, like a thorn, poking Hou Yiqun's eyeballs.

If Chuanwu hadn't shown up, Hou Yiqun wouldn't have remembered about Huo Chuanjun, and would have forgotten that there was such a person.Lord Hou, we have many enemies, and there are a lot of people who have plotted against each other. Times have changed, so which one of you is which?

Hou Yiqun narrowed his eyes, raised his chin, and said with a sneer, "Isn't this Huo Xiaoer, where's your brother?"

Huo Chuanwu glanced at this person coldly.

Hou Yiqun intentionally exposed the shortcoming: "Your brother will not still be locked up in the Changping Farm to dig sand? ... Oh, let him out?"

Huo Chuanwu took his hands out of his trouser pockets, stood up slowly, his brown arms were iron-colored.

Hou Yiqun threatened in a low voice: "Hey, blooming on your face? Be careful, don't get a spot on your head one day, it will be a dipper."

Chu Xun stood quietly behind him, his eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, and he was poked into a taboo pain point in his heart...

This scene is very interesting. In fact, the two groups have known each other for a long time. The hatred accumulated over the years has led to a clear barrier between the two sides.However, Chu Xun and Chuanwu had a close relationship in private, so they had to pretend to be unfamiliar on the surface.Chuan Wu took Chu Xun's position into consideration, and endured it, instead of directly punching Hou in the face.Chu Xun is protecting the second martial arts in his heart, and his subordinates can't help but want to pinch others...

The scene is chaotic.

It was probably Daqing who came out first, and slammed his palm onto Young Master Hou's chest.

Huo Chuanjun's incident is a shadow that cannot be mentioned, and it is a scar that everyone can't hide.Back then, Daqing went to Huo's house to report to Chuanwu's mother. Brother Dajun was framed by someone, and the photo was posted on it. Dajun had an accident and was arrested... These boys from Shandong Gang were annoyed at the bastards who reported and made trouble , all hated those surnamed Hou, and also hated those surnamed Chu.

Hou Yiqun kicked up, and Huo Chuanwu, with sharp eyes and quick hands, went forward and blocked with his knees!

A group of Hou's toes touched the kneecap, and he suddenly felt pain, and his feet were stuck in the toe of the leather shoe.The fist he swung was immediately captured by Huo Chuanwu in his hands, and he was pinched tightly.Chuanwu's eyes were cold and unmarked, he was too lazy to say a word of nonsense, his rough fingers pinched Hou Yiqun's palm bones, and slowly exerted force...

The manager came out to persuade the fight, and a group of people pushed each other in a hurry.

Huo Huanhuan kept dodging in the corner of the corridor, watching coldly to avoid harm.A group of rough men were fighting at the wine table in a restaurant. She had seen a lot of this scene, so it was none of her business.

Whoever wins will go with her, and whoever is beaten will pluck out her hair. This is also Huo Huanhuan's principle of dealing with things these years, and the means of superiors.

No one paid attention to what Chu Xun was doing.

Chu Xun never fights, and the second master is a skilled worker and doesn't do dirty work.His hands are faster than anyone's eyes. He quietly picked up a soup spoon from the table, quickly scooped it into the fish bowl, and poured it on someone's feet, then scooped another spoonful, and splashed two spoonfuls in a row. His method was sinister and his face was calm. expressionless.

Huo Chuanwu squeezed Hou Yiqun's fist and pushed Hou Yiqun's fingers so hard that they were about to shatter.

Hou Yiqun took a big step backwards, just as his thigh was about to make a side kick with force, his supporting foot suddenly slipped.The whole person looked like the hair on the back of the head was pulled by someone, caught off guard, suddenly pouted back, puff——

……

All four bodies are turned upside down, a red oil soup, and expensive shirts and trousers are all fucking useless.

The majestic Lord Hou, under the eyes of everyone in the dining hall hall, made a big somersault and lost his embarrassment.The man's face was flushed, and he was so angry.

The moment Hou Yiqun fell back and fell, Chu Xun jumped away briskly, avoiding the red oil on the ground.

Chu Xun stretched his legs and shook the legs of his suit trousers, wiped off a drop of oil that was accidentally splashed, and then wiped his fingers with a handkerchief.

Daqing Jixiang and the other two were panting, not enjoying the beating, and caught a glimpse of Second Master Chu who was shaking his pants next to him.Isn't Chu Xun the younger brother of that bastard Chu Yu? He's nothing!

Daqing's brain was completely hot, and he picked up the drink pot on the table, which was full of a large pot of lemon ice water, and poured it on Chu Xun's head...

Chu Xun: "Hey..."

Huo Chuanwu was shocked and wanted to block it, but he didn't have time.

Chu Xun was completely unprepared, and the ice water poured down on his head, face, and pants, pouring his heart on his head, body, and trousers.His eyes were splashed with lemon juice, and they were sore immediately, he couldn't open his eyes, and covered them.

Huo Chuanwu: "..."

He Xiaozhi has been watching the fun with his head depressed, covering his mouth in surprise, his eyes gloating, brother Huo, let's get into trouble, your buddy actually beat up Mr. Chu.

In the restroom of the restaurant, Chu Xun stood in front of the big mirror and wiped the water off his body until his hair was wet.A proud big flowered rooster fell into the soup.

He murmured and cursed at the surname Hou, causing the second master to be unlucky and sad.

When I turn back, I have to go to Biyun Temple in Xiangshan to burn incense and invite a Buddha.

A handkerchief was quickly wiped wet, the bathroom door opened and closed, Chu Xun raised his eyes, a tall figure flashed in the mirror, and a familiar warm breath overflowed into the cabin.

Huo Chuanwu's eyes were apologetic, and he was obviously surprised: "Is it successful?"

Chu Xun narrowed his eyes stimulated by the lemonade: "What do you think?"

The narrow bathroom immediately seemed cramped, and the lights on the ceiling became dim, and the light and shadow hit the faces of the two, and the eyelashes flickered.

Chu Xun didn't have to put on airs in front of this person, his mouth was slowly pouted, his hair was wet, and he was ridiculously embarrassed.

Huo Chuanwu suddenly wanted to be happy, dimples appeared on his face, Xiao Xun looked wronged, very cute.He guessed that it was Xiao Xun who poured oil on the ground, this wilting child was so fucking relieved.

Chu Xun was wronged: "Are you still happy? Are you happy again?"

"I'll help you, you'll punish me!"

Huo Chuanwu showed his white teeth, smiled without speaking, took a stack of tissues, and wiped the water on Chu Xun's neck.

He stretched out his big hands, rumpled Chu Xun's wet hair, and straightened them out strand by strand, like a big man coaxing his boy.

Chu Xun scolded: "Your mother's group of monkeys... and that man named Daqing in your family. Later, you will clean up this person for me. You pour water on him, boil water!"

"Well, I'll go back and splash him." Huo Chuanwu added calmly, "Daqing is not our family."

Chu Xun made a biting mouth shape, his front teeth almost touched Chuanwu's nose, Chuanwu quickly retreated and dodged.

Chuanwu's face was shrouded in warm yellow light, the eyelashes and the bridge of the nose drew nice shadows, calm and warm.

The shirt is light pink and sees through when exposed to water.

Chu Xun is also the trendy style of dressing for trendy people. The inside of the shirt is hollow, unlike the conservative style of Chuanwu, who must wear a vest inside.

The pink cotton and linen fabric reveals a pale complexion, blurring the outline of the chest, the wet fabric rubs against the chest, and the nipples swell.Chu Xun raised his face to meet Shangwu's gaze, and there was a little blackness in the depths of the opponent's eyes, like a burning flame, like a morning star.Er Wu stared at his chest with revealing eyes.

Chuanwu's breath was hot, blowing his hair curtain, sticking it very close, silently helping him to wipe it, his broad chest was closed, and his two arms covered the person in the corner, with a strong psychological hint.The movements of the two were coordinated, and as soon as Chu Xun raised his arm, Chuan Wu knew where to reach out.

The crotch was also splashed with water, and Chu Xun lowered his head to tidy it up, it was chilly inside.

Chuanwu couldn't help laughing out his dimples again, the little pink bird must be wet.

Chu Xun was aggrieved: "What a fart you are laughing."

Chu Xun: "Wipe, can you wipe the bottom for me?"

Huo Chuanwu immediately reached out to pick it up, Master Huo wiped the bird for you...

Chu Xun quickly reached out to catch the water from the faucet, and touched Chuanwu.

Chuanwu grabbed both of his hands and clenched them tightly.The physical contact made the two of them in a trance, unable to suppress the impulse, wanting to hug.

Chuanwu's two big hands supported Chu Xun's ribs, like hugging a big baby.The eyelashes and the tip of the nose rubbed against each other, speechless.

Chu Xun was not reserved, and leaned forward, and the two of them formed a herringbone shape under the lamp, face to face, just like that quietly, the man's rough chin was torn, and the light and shadow on the ground overlapped beautifully...

Huo Chuanwu suppressed his impulse, but he didn't really know why Xiao Xun suddenly became obedient, like a cat, and stopped bickering with him?

Chu Xun knew in his heart that he knew everything.

He goes to the underground palace almost every night, and he knows everything about Er Wu.He watched the man come out from behind the shower curtain, naked, glowing all over his body, flesh-colored in his white ribbed panties, and a birthmark emerged on his ass.

He watched Erwu lie on the hammock, under the big stone pillar that year.Er Wu lazily relaxed his limbs, then slowly turned sideways, putting one leg on top of him.The man's back was dripping with water, he was panting heavily, his muscles were trembling under the lamp, his fingers were exerting force, as if desperately suppressing and revealing the man's desire most thoroughly, the hammock shook violently with the movement of his palm...

Erwu, this silly boy, doesn't know that his whole background has been exposed to the second master, right?

The corner of Chu Xun's mouth curled into a favored smile, and he said in a low voice, "Get out quickly, and don't let the surname Hou see us."

Chuanwu suppressed his panting, let out an "um", and rubbed his wet lips against Chu Xun's forehead.

There was a knock on the door from someone unknown, and the noise of people and footsteps in the restaurant.

The two quickly separated, looked away, their chests rose and fell, and their eyes were full of tenderness...