The smile of the reborn king

Hong Xiyang is in his thirties. He looks rough, but not ugly. His facial features are well-proportioned, and his tall and straight appearance seems a bit masculine and manly at first glance. persuasive.

He knew how to put on a show, otherwise he would not have won the favor of the family elders. After Lu Yu's tame training, he was much less violent and rude than before. At this time, after describing the appearance of Lu Yu and Xiao Hei, he again Added a very "gentlemanly" sentence: "They are my friends, I haven't met for a long time, I want to talk to them."

His shirt was rolled up to his elbows, and his strong forearms were propped on the counter. His masculine and clean masculine breath made the hearts of the girls at the counter jump.

"I'm sorry, sir."

The lady at the front desk of the hotel looked at him with an unusually gentle attitude, and said with a slight smile, "The two gentlemen you described are indeed resting here, but they don't accept visitors for the time being." Then she opened the passenger record, looked up and said softly, "206 Room No. just called to remind them that they are going to rest, they will not open the door, and they will not answer the phone."

This is disclosing passenger information in disguise, which is a violation of hotel regulations.

After hearing this, Hong Xiyang felt lost and complicated, so he nodded and smiled at her.

His unadorned, manly, natural smile made the front desk lady blush slightly.

The front desk lady didn't know how tyrannical, vulgar, and vicious this tall, rough, and powerful man was in other places, and how complicated and urgent she wanted to ask her former master to play with him now?Gold and jade are outside of it, but inside it is ruined, and people should not be judged by their appearance.

"They don't want to be disturbed, so I'll wait here for a while."

Hong Xiyang nodded to the front desk lady, straightened up, turned around and sat on the sofa in the corner of the hall, folded his arms around his chest, slightly lowered his head, frowning heavily, wondering what he was thinking.

He who was in deep thought naturally caused the woman who was bewitched by masculinity to dodge her eyes for a while.

Hong Xiyang really didn't dare to disturb Lu Yu, but he was unwilling to leave like this.

He has seen a lot of men, not to mention the servile ones. The men who are inclined towards S&M masters like him, no matter what type, are too superficial-gentle, always a bit stern, lacking in courage; tough , but rude and irritable, vulgar; even if someone combines gentleness and toughness, it seems nondescript and a little weak.

In the really upper-class, rigorous, and formal SM circles, slaves are always easy to find, but masters are hard to find.

And the one who is truly king-like, can make him fall in love with him, and make him completely willing to be a slave and be abused, and for the sake of his heart and blood, there has been only Lu Yu from now on, from beginning to end.

——I haven’t seen him for several years. The photos of him on the Internet are from the past. When I met him this time, I didn’t expect him to change so much. If his behavior and behavior were not the same as before, and he was still accompanied by that bodyguard, I would not dare Yes, but didn't he live in X City with Zheng Ershao?Did he break up with Zheng Ershao?

Hong Xiyang sat on the sofa, frowning, thinking straight.

He also thought of the hysterical slavish pleasure when he was domineeringly tamed and completely controlled by Lu Yu a few years ago, far surpassing his current excitement of accepting a little slave to play with, so that the weak slavishness in his heart was hot , Inspired without looking back!

All of a sudden, he desperately longed to submit to a man as imposing as a king, longed for his strong body to be stripped naked, bound, suppressed, and ordered by that king; longed for his healthy muscles to be grasped, bitten, and whipped...

Lu Yu's faint sneer when he looked down on him echoed in his heart: "Your mastery is indeed strong enough, but when you meet me, even if you are an SM master, your latent and weak slavery will clamor for awakening! Submit Come on, submit to my feet, submit to your own body and heart..."

That past event is so clear in my memory, as if it happened yesterday.

A kind of inexplicable eagerness made his heart tremble, and made the thing between his legs harden in disobedience.

He immediately raised his legs to cover it up, but his rough face was slightly flushed with excited blood——even though he now looks like a successful and tough mature man, his heart has not changed much from before, still It's the old reckless, delusional, reckless.

***

The time went back more than an hour ago.

"...Dad, Dad, slow down."

The man with the beer belly smiled flatteringly with a wry face. While talking out of breath, his smile was extremely ugly.

The sixty-year-old man with an angry and "majestic" face who was pulling him along very fast, was taller than him, strode until he walked to a quiet corner of the city, only to turn around and gasp for breath. Scolding: "Useless idiot! When someone scolds you, you are trembling with fear! I want you, a 'godson', to have a fart!"

During the reprimand, he shook off the fat arm of this cheap son, took out a very fashionable mobile phone from his trouser pocket, dialed a number skillfully, and waited for the call to be connected. At this moment, his expression immediately became kind and relaxed .

The phone rang for a long time before the other end answered. A lazy and impatient voice came from the phone in a very bland manner: "My dear 'Third Uncle', what's wrong with 'you'?"

"Ji Qiang," the old man didn't seem to hear the impatience of the other party, his "majestic and indifferent" face smiled slightly into a big chrysanthemum, and his voice lowered, "Third uncle is ashamed today, he was bullied so much that he couldn't hold his head up , alas, just get on the bus and ask a migrant worker to give up his seat..."

He spoke very fast and fluently, and poured all the sewage on Lu Yu and Little Hei, as if Lu Yu and Little Hei were brutal aliens slaughtering women and children on Earth!Instead, he said that he and his godson were more wronged than Dou E, as if they were the kind and poor peasants who were oppressed by evil forces.

As he spoke, the expression on his old face became serious again, looking very bluffing, but what he said was: "The two of them are carrying travel bags, and the wallets in the pockets of their shorts are also bulging. Ignorant college students who hang out with each other, don't know what is good or bad, and show off when they have money..."

The other party immediately yelled: "Stop!"

A suppressed and impatient sigh came from the phone: "I said, third uncle, how many times have I said that I am now begging my elder brother, and in your eyes, I have become a 'triad' that others can't afford to mess with, but we 'Underworld' isn't just about stealing money, killing people, setting fires, and besides, I still have to listen to my elder brother, I don't have much power..."

The old man smiled immediately: "Ji Qiang, our old Jia family has such a promising person like you..."

The other party was called "Jia Jiqiang", an extremely common and common name in China, and when he heard the old man repeating the compliments he had said hundreds of times, he immediately shouted: "Stop! Stop! Shut up!"

This time, Jia Jiqiang’s voice was more angry and impolite, “Tell me where they are!” Then he gritted his teeth, “Third Uncle, this is the last time, if something like this happens again, I don’t care if it’s your fault or If other people make mistakes, just ignore them, and in the future, except for any troubles, don't even think about finding me!"

***

Back in time, Hong Xiyang was in the lobby of the hotel, imagining how he would be tied up and abused by Lu Yuboguang's clothes. Except for Lu Yu, he had never been violated by others. Itchy!

His strong body twisted, and he sat in a different posture. On the surface, he still looked like a mature and tough man.

Suddenly a bluff came from the front desk.

"Here it is! I saw them both come in!"

The tone of the speech is sure and wanton, it is the voice of a young man.

Another person followed closely and asked the front desk lady confidently, "Where do those two young men live? Both are about 1.7 meters by 1.8 meters. They look like dogs. One is wearing a white sweater and black shorts, the other is wearing a white shirt and ... what, oh, blue jeans, where do they live?"

When Hong Xiyang heard it, they were asking about his former "master" and his master's bodyguard?

He frowned thickly, with a hint of anger on his rough face, he looked up at the front desk, and was looking at the front desk lady who was looking over in horror.

***

In room 206 of the hotel.

Lu Yu had already sat up cross-legged, and his inner breath was steaming and cohesive in the blood, meridians, and bone marrow.

The inner breath is where the essence of the human body lies, and this process is another sublimation from intangible and qualitative to intangible but qualitative. It can be directly said that this is a person's "reborn" and "broken into a butterfly"!

This process must not be disturbed at all, otherwise, all previous efforts may be wasted, and it will be much more difficult to break through in the future.

"Lu Yu, hold on, I have enough internal energy, I will definitely help you break through, and I will definitely restore your original physique!"

Little Blackie sat behind Lu Yu, his gentle and honest voice seemed to soothe all the tension in people's hearts.

He hugged Lu Yu, his broad chest and Lu Yu's strong back were tightly pressed together, his thick arms hugged Lu Yu's muscular and smooth chest, and the air flow in his body formed a "human-shaped cauldron". The inner qi is turned into fire, help Lu Yu refine the inner qi into inner qi!

Lu Yu has practiced internal energy twice before, this is the third time, but it is also the most special and difficult time.

He was not distracted at all, the spiritual platform was clean, the breath in his body was tumbling, orderly, he spent every minute and every second to train slowly, step by step, laying the foundation, only seeking a steady breakthrough, and Brother Xiao Hei practiced the exercises together, and they practiced and stayed together for the rest of their lives.

***

"Who are you? What are you looking for?"

Hong Xiyang skillfully and secretly smoothed the hard thing between his legs to the upper groin, then stood up and asked in a rough voice. , but still as before, he did not hide his hostility at all.

He is alone, but the other party is five strong young men.

The leader of the other party was very graceful and silent, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a cigarette, and only let the four younger brothers do things. It was "Jia Jiqiang" who the sixty-something old man called to complain to.

Jia Jiqiang heard Hong Xiyang's rough question, and immediately turned his head to stare at him.

Hong Xiyang's voice was full of anger, his eyes were like torches, and the young master of the Hong family who was used to giving orders, except in front of Lu Yu, was generally a person who put the Lord first. At this time, he stood up strong and high-spirited, just looking at his appearance, he was very powerful.

Jia Jiqiang frowned slightly. Although he joined a somewhat powerful underworld, he also understood that he could only make waves in this small town. When he left this small town, let alone him, even his "big brother" was not considered a What.

Therefore, he is generally unwilling to provoke such people who don't know their background.

But before he could speak, a younger brother who was used to being arrogant in this small town and had no vision, immediately sneered and walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked arrogantly, "Who are you?"

Then he suddenly took out a switchblade, turned it in his hand, and looked sideways at Hong Xiyang, continuing to say, "We are looking for the two thieves who stole my brother's mobile phone. Are you their accomplice?"

Hong Xiyang is strong and strong. He has practiced the muscle reduction plan for several years, and has been learning self-defense skills from the bodyguards. Otherwise, he would not dare to drive around alone to collect slaves. What's more, this little guy also insulted his "master" as a "thief"?

He still held back a bit, not wanting to mess around in the hotel where the "master" was. Hearing the slander from the gangster, his rough face suddenly revealed an angry look, and he stretched out his hand with a fist as big as a bowl, yelling: "Mr. MB, you are looking for death!" !"

"Ouch!"

The young man was used to pretending to be a tiger, and he didn't expect him to do it when he said he would do it, and he didn't know much kung fu, so he turned over and lay down in an instant, clutching his bleeding nose and shaking his head on the ground in pain, tears bursting from the wound on his nose With a full face, he was so embarrassed that he threw him home.

This sudden turn of events angered the other four people including "Jia Jiqiang" and frightened the front desk lady.

"Grass!"

"Damn, kill him!"

"Dare to act wild on our land, don't give up his tricks, can we still meet people?"

The other three younger brothers rushed forward aggressively.

Jia Jiqiang also couldn't hide his face. In his territory, his younger brother didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten. If the news spread, he didn't have to mess around. He clenched his fist with a sullen face and said, "My friend is too deceitful, I don't even say a word." , hit someone directly?"

"It's you little bastards who beat you!"

Hong Xiyang roared aggressively, raised his leg and kicked away the little gangster who was rushing towards him.

At this time, he suddenly put aside his pretentious appearance, straight as a red-eyed bull, punching and kicking, glaring like a copper bell, his muscular and tall body is like a humanoid machine, which should be nimble and delicate He made the guarding and grabbing brutal and blunt, beating up the three clamoring younger brothers who rushed forward until they howled like hell.

"Brother Qiang, beat him up! Oh my stomach..."

"Damn it, you dare to hit me...I'll kill you!"

The three punks were beaten to the ground, turned around and noticed the dodgy crowd on the first floor of the hotel, and felt ashamed to go to grandma's house, wishing to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. He hated Hong Xiyang to the bone.

"Still killing me?"

Hong Xiyang gritted his teeth and growled ferociously, "I'm such an idiot, I haven't killed you yet if you dare to call my master!"

He was so angry that he didn't pay attention to what he said. He blurted out the word "Master", and then kicked the person who wanted to stab him with a knife, and cursed in a rough voice, "You little bastard in the poor mountain city, Dare to fight with me, MB, you are nothing, I don’t show my power, you fleas still want to dominate..."

"Too much deceit! You—"

Jia Jiqiang was a bit cunning, and he didn't do anything from the beginning to the end. Seeing Hong Xiyang's skills at this time, he couldn't please him at all, so naturally he didn't want to stand out, and just reprimanded him angrily.

But he didn't finish his reprimand, suddenly his eyes widened, and he hurriedly shouted to stop: "Xue Zi stop!"

It turned out that his little brother whose nose was smashed by Hong Xiyang's punch at the beginning was holding a grudge. At some point, he sneaked up behind Hong Xiyang, pulled out the switchblade, and stabbed Hong Xiyang in the back of his heart with gritted teeth, roaring ferociously. Said: "Fuck your ancestors, go to death!"