Xi Shijing

The walls inside the private room were solid and thick, Qiao Weixian vaguely heard the tables and chairs turned over outside the room, and the voices of people scattered.

"Boss Qiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Feng Yongzhan slammed the door firmly and locked it behind him.Pu Xueying stood up, turned her head to make way for Feng Yongzhan, and said flatly, "Here we are."

coming?

Qiao Weixian's eyes were burning on the person who stepped in, and he suddenly widened. This person was no different from the photo in the newspaper: "You——you are from He Township..."

Feng Yongzhan pulled the stool away, patted his trousers, and sat down: "Why," he nodded at Pu Xueying: "Just stand there, and not introduce me and Boss Qiao?"

Qiao Weixian put his two hands on both sides of the wheelchair, so that he would not describe himself as embarrassed.He looked at Pu Xueying, his eyes carved two marks on his face.

Xueying?

Qiao Weixian felt that his eyebrows were twitching, and the blood flowed up from his throat, pumping him into a pot of red and soft longevity flowers.

Pu Xueying shook her head: "Yong Zhan, don't keep it up!"

Qiao Weixian caught a breath in his throat: "Xueying, Pu Xue..." The breath came back sour, and he turned it up hastily, making him dizzy and want to vomit.

Feng Yongzhan slapped a gun on the table, and smiled at Qiao Weixian: "Boss Qiao, it's a sin to disturb your game. If you read the newspaper tomorrow, you may know my background. Let's get serious!" "

Qiao Weixian covered his mouth, and before he finished thinking about the reason for the split between brothers, he looked at this man and felt his demeanor was dirty. He passed him and turned behind him: "Xueying, you are a bandit's staff officer? You are a bandit—— "

Pu Xueying's hand went to Feng Yongzhan's shoulder.

Feng Yongzhan waved his hand: "You two brothers' accounts will be settled later." He made an ear gesture to Qiao Weixian: "He has hated you for a long time!" Feng Yongzhan leaned back in his chair, holding a mahjong tile in his hand, Tossing and throwing the ground: "Thinking about it, the pier is also in chaos."

When Qiao Weixian heard this, his face suddenly lifted.Feng Yong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and threw the mahjong tiles on Qiao Weixian's body: "The two of us were entrusted by someone today to negotiate. Let's finish the matter here first. Boss Qiao is on fire at both ends. Hurry up!"

The mahjong tile rolled on Qiao Weixian's lap, turned upside down, Dongfeng.

In a trance, Qiao Weixian noticed that there was no movement outside.Feng Yongzhan presumably sent people to guard it—or maybe the casino was opened for Qiao Weixian today.

Qiao Weixian's chest was suddenly suspended: where did Yuan Ji go?

He clenched his fists, his face flushed with anger: "Negotiation? What are you, negotiating with me? Who asked for instructions? Who agreed? You?"

Feng Yongzhan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and smiled behind him: "Your brother..."

Standing beside Feng Yongzhan, Pu Xueying just nodded: "The same rules, one hundred things to do. With such a close brother, wouldn't it be unfair to ask for instructions on what to do?"

Qiao Weixian's heart was still in shock, he rubbed the east wind in the palm of his hand, looked at Pu Xueying again, and immediately hated him: "Pu Xueying, it's not your turn to do shit!"

Pu Xueying pretended not to hear, stood beside Feng Yongzhan, and took out a stack of papers from her arms: "Brother Weixian, to be honest, you are enough to have a pier for so many years. There are so many opinions! Everyone doesn’t want you to be an idle renter——

"However, don't hurt too much. There is nothing complicated today. If you can sign the severance contract, there is still some money that can be returned to you!" Pu Xueying flipped through a few pages. , the corners of his mouth are raised:

"The pier... always has to change dynasties. According to my observations in the past few days, you haven't managed the pier much! Take turns to sit in the manor, and your bad leg may get better if you rest more."

Qiao Weixian opened his eyes wide, looking at the so-called agreement in Pu Xueying's hand.He took a deep breath, grabbed the piece of Dongfeng in his hand, and threw it towards Pu Xueying's head on the spot.Pu Xueying couldn't dodge in time, and won the lottery head-on, two red streaks came down from her nostrils immediately.Seeing this scene, Feng Yongzhan immediately sat up straight, but after a while he burst out laughing.As if seeing Pu Xueying's joke, he knocked the handle of the gun on the table: "It's useless!"

Pu Xueying was wearing a fishtail gray long gown, and she rubbed the hem, her face turned red with blood.

Qiao Weixian was panting heavily, and rushed to his heart: "Pu Xueying, you are a bastard colluding with outsiders to lie to your brother-you have the guts to kill me on the spot! And sign it, sign your mother's mouth! Are you a human being?" Where? Are you a human being!"

Pu Xueying didn't speak, but Feng Yongzhan caught up with him: "Haha! Boss Qiao, you get your share of the money! Besides, if you're dead, your father will just give the pier to the monk. Damn it!"

Pu Xueying looked at Qiao Weixian, thinking that all these years, he had relied on his father's abacus, that's all.His father really spoiled him. If his parents could be my parents, I would be lively and at ease, reading and writing. Why go up the mountain to join the bandits? ... Pu Xueying has never been spoiled by others since she was a child, so at this moment, she can't help but have more inappropriate fantasies in her mind.

He smiled, and the blood on the gown faded away: "You reincarnated well. I say you are blessed," his fingers were soaked in blood, and his voice was weak: "When my family lost everything , and asked your family to beg, but Uncle Qiao said that there is no money! It is all for Wei Xian, if you don’t take care of him for the rest of your life, how can you get it?”

"Father even wrote a letter asking Qiao's mansion to adopt me. I was dying of illness at that time..." Pu Xueying smiled: "It's really Brother Jinlan. Thanks to my fate, otherwise how could I ask you, the letter was rejected by your father Where did it go? Brother Weixian, do you know?"

Feng Yongzhan picked his ears.

Pu Xueying wiped off the blood bit by bit: "It's really good, it's really good. I also want to lose my legs as soon as possible, so that I can live a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, so that I won't have to work so hard!"

This incision seemed to have cut an old wound, the old pus had festered, and it had the stench of evil.After hearing this, Qiao Weixian said decisively, "Are you crazy?"

He closed his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air, and laughed back from extreme anger, a faint purple fainted between his brows and eyes: "Pu Xueying, for the sake of the previous generation, you are fighting with me this way, you are really like a bandit... You came, and asked him to come to me by himself. This word, damn it, anyone who likes to sign it can sign it.

"You want money? If you want money, I'll just treat you as dead and give your parents some money. Money from the underworld, paper from the yangworld, which one do you want? I'll burn it for you right now!"

Pu Xueying recalled that the past was not over yet, and it was because of her anger that she couldn't contain it, and Qiao Weixian's eloquent tongue added fuel to the fire.His voice lowered: "You have thought about it and made up your mind to fight against me, haven't you?"

Qiao Weixian's back softened, and he looked at Pu Xueying with a stagnant face for a long time: "I told you, you listened. Don't sign anything."

Not bad, as expected.He knows it's not that easy.Pu Xueying smiled, didn't make a sound, just took her time and moved to the entrance of Xizifang.

There is a thin wooden door in the passage, which serves as the boundary between the two halls.Pu Xueying touched the crack of the door and pushed Qiao Weixian away.There is a sack at the other end of the Xizi room.It looks like a collapsed body, about half the height of a person, with a girdle tied around its mouth, tied to a chair.

In fact, his "negotiation" could have been done slowly.Just following Feng Yongzhan's pursuit, and hearing the news, he was about to touch the door.If it is not clean and tidy, I am afraid that this "negotiation" money will not be available.

Pu Xueying's nosebleed was wiped into two horizontal lines.He looked back at Qiao Weixian, and saw Qiao Weixian's back slowly arched.

Pu Xueying walked towards Qiao Weixian and pushed the wheelchair close to the sack.Qiao Weixian stared blankly, then turned his head, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

The two confronted each other, and Feng Yongzhan was in a hurry.He saw that there was hope for a plan, but seeing that the two were really struggling, he drew a pistol from his belt and pointed it at the sack: "Think, think about it, what the hell is there to think about?"

He didn't actually intend to shoot.Unexpectedly, seeing the situation, Qiao Weixian suddenly pushed the wheelchair back.Pu Xueying turned her face to the side, saw Qiao Weixian stretched out her arms, as if about to stand up, lost her mind for a moment, snatched Feng Yongzhan's gun, and fired it in front of her.

It was the second shot of the night.

The sack was stained with blood, as if a peanut had been peeled open, revealing the red skin.

Qiao Weixian naturally couldn't stand up.He threw himself, and ended up kneeling on the ground as expected.The dust on the blanket rose up, covering the tail of his shirt.