Boss, I was wrong!

When Shi Mengfan drove the car door and the warm air blew in, Huang Xiaomu almost lost his mind. The artificial refrigerator was so cruel that he couldn't look directly at it. The boss was indeed noble and glamorous enough!

Huang Xiaomu followed Shi Mengfan out of the car, and then heard the sound of table tennis, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

Years of experience in film and television dramas made Huang Xiaomu realize that this is probably the rhythm of smashing the scene, so he was a little excited for no reason.

Seeing Huang Xiaomu's wandering expression, Shi Mengfan tugged at his arm and said softly, "Be more focused. If I make any mistakes, even if you come from the palace now, you won't be able to make up for your mistakes."

The corner of Huang Xiaomu's mouth twitched: "The old minister obeys."

It's a bit out of the way here but there are still a few entertainment venues on the street from which the sounds emanate.

Shi Mengfan glanced at the girl beside him and said softly, "Xiaochen, go wait in the car."

"Brother, I want to accompany you!" The girl in the peaked cap pouted a little dissatisfied.

"I'll count to three..." Shi Mengfan stretched out three fingers while speaking.

"Three two one negative one negative two negative three!" Shi Mengchen didn't buy it.

007 Flowers of the Motherland

Seeing Shi Mengchen's stubborn look, the expression on Shi Mengfan's face changed quickly. He held Shi Mengchen's hand tightly, and the expression on his face was so sad that it seemed that a dying person was telling his funeral. Ah, when I grow up, you are the only family member left by my side. We have been holding hands and growing old together for so many years. You don’t know how much my brother cares about you. How can I allow you to take risks at such a dangerous moment? No matter from the perspective of respecting the old and loving the young or socialist morality, you should go back to the car and sit honestly waiting for the news of your brother's triumphant return, shouldn't you?"

Shi Mengchen looked at the twitching rhythm of his brother's mouth, so Shi Mengfan stepped up his efforts to pretend to be pitiful: "Xiaochen, have you forgotten our dead parents? If I can't take care of you well, they won't let me go Ah, brother Xiaochen, please, hurry back, okay? If you don’t go to the car, I’ll show you my death right now!”

Depend on!This is a god horse and a god horse!Shi Mengchen was so helpless, it was unscientific for Nima himself to have such an embarrassing brother for Mao!

Although he complained silently in his heart, Shi Mengchen still nodded resentfully and left the scene of the fight step by step.

Seeing Shi Mengchen close the car door, Shi Mengfan finally turned around and took out a cigarette to light silently. His fingers were very slender, and the cigarette end flickered in the night to form a dynamic picture, which made his complexion paler.

"Boss, have we been standing here all this time?" Huang Xiaomu broke the silence when he finished smoking half a cigarette.

Shi Mengfan shook his head, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and wiped it out with his shoes: "Go over there and have a look."

Walking into this street, Huang Xiaomu realized the brutality of the fight. This seemed to be the end of the fight. Countless younger brothers fell to the ground, and the storefronts on a street were smashed to pieces. Blood was spilled wantonly on the ground like A blossoming rose......

And this is not over yet, on the other side of the street there are still two groups of people in a stalemate, they are fighting desperately together with machetes and steel pipes......

Shi Mengfan stopped in the shadows and looked at Huang Xiaomu with a chuckle. In this night, Shi Mengfan's cheeks were as pale as a vampire, and Huang Xiaomu's nose was filled with the smell of fresh blood.

"This is the life of gangs, and this is a relatively small-scale fighting with weapons. Do you think you are still used to it?" At this moment, Shi Mengfan was like a Rakshasa who came out of hell. The wind was light and the clouds were calm, but Huang Xiaomu's heart was trembling, as if he couldn't bear it in the next second.

There are still some groans of fallen and injured younger brothers in my ears, but the man in front of me is as handsome as ever.

"Do you regret coming here with me? This road may not be what you imagined. In fact, there are no flowers here but full of thorns. If you regret it, you can quit now. I personally care more about the physical and mental health of the flowers in the motherland. Yes." The smile on Shi Mengfan's face was a bit sly but unquestionable.

Huang Xiaomu raised his head and stared straight into his eyes. There seemed to be some expression in his black eyes, but it was a little blurry under the dim streetlight.

"Don't regret it, even if the road under your feet is full of thorns, wouldn't it be good if you know what road you're walking and will reach the end point? At least it's better than I'm just dawdling around and waiting for death."

008 This is the characteristic of my Great Heavenly Dynasty!

The expression on Huang Xiaomu's face was firm and even resolute. Seeing him like this, Shi Mengfan couldn't help but think of himself many years ago, as if he had embarked on a road that should not belong to him under the pressure of life and walked further and further. farther until now.

"So you think the same way..." Shi Mengfan looked at him and then said lightly, and then walked towards the scene of the fight: "Huang Xiaomu, you didn't cherish the last chance given to you, so no matter what happens in the future Don’t blame me for anything you encounter, let alone yourself.”

Huang Xiaomu didn't answer, he just followed closely behind him.

By the time the two reached the end of the street, the fighting had completely ended. The last boy in the group had been chopped down by a machete, and bright red blood was continuously flowing down his shoulders, as if he could clearly see the vitality. the passage of time.

Huang Xiaomu couldn't help looking away, but Shi Mengfan held his chin tightly. There was no superfluous expression on Shi Mengfan's face, and his voice was so cold that it was almost suffocating: "Can't bear to watch? But if you really want If you go on this road for a long time, I suggest you to see clearly, otherwise the person who will fall here next time may be you or even me."

"......" Huang Xiaomu was silent for a while but still forced himself to raise his head, just at this time a man as strong as a bull came over: "Boss."

When he said this, his eyes kept on Huang Xiaomu's body. It was obvious that he didn't want some gang affairs to be known to outsiders.

Seeing his gaze, Shi Mengfan smiled clearly: "Wang Yu, he will be a member of our Fengyun Gang from now on. If you have anything to say, it's okay to say it."

"Yes." Wang Yu nodded and said, "Boss, all the venues of the Phoenix Gang have been smashed, and their members have died, injured, and wounded. The gang leader has already fled. As for the site of the Phoenix Gang, I think we can do it tomorrow." Take over."

The corner of Shi Mengfan's mouth curved into a bloodthirsty smile, which was extremely dazzling under the somewhat dim street lights: "Very well, I will leave this matter to you. Xiaochen is in the car, and you are responsible for sending her back."

After saying this, Shi Mengfan left lightly, just like coming lightly without taking a cloud.

But Wang Yu suddenly said: "Boss, do you want to find two younger brothers to take you back?"

Shi Mengfan seemed to be in a good mood. He pointed to Huang Xiaomu behind him: "This is my new bodyguard, just let him see me off."

The latter nodded very seriously: "Boss, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations, I will definitely send you home safely, otherwise I, Huang Xiaomu, will hit you with a thunderbolt!"

The corner of Wang Yu's mouth twitched and looked at Huang Xiaomu, such a person with such an IQ...is there really no problem...

Although he was a little puzzled, Wang Yu couldn't say much when he saw Shi Mengfan's accustomed appearance. After all, it turned out that this man had never made mistakes for more than ten years.

After the scene of the fight was almost settled, Shi Mengfan took Huang Xiaomu and left. Just as their car turned the corner, the alarm bell rang.

Shi Mengfan raised the corners of his mouth mockingly: "This is the characteristic of my Great Heavenly Dynasty!"

Huang Xiaomu: "......"

009 He is my boss

"What do you want to eat?" Shi Mengfan asked as the car drove into the urban area.

In fact, Huang Xiaomu hasn't eaten anything since he skipped class in the afternoon. When asked by Shi Mengfan, he felt very hungry, but when he thought that the other party was his boss, Huang Xiaomu said hypocritically: "Boss, I'm not hungry."

However, the next moment his stomach grunted in a particularly shameless way.

It's a shame!Huang Xiaomu wished he could find a crack in the ground to reach Mars.

Shi Mengfan couldn't help chuckling: "You're not hungry, I'm hungry, is there anything delicious here?"

Huang Xiaomu was a little depressed, but he still spoke up: "I know there is a Malatang shop on the corner of the street that is not bad, I often skip class to eat there."

Shi Mengfan frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"There is a Mala Hot Pot next to that Malatang, which tastes very pure!" Huang Xiaomu obviously didn't realize Shi Mengfan's displeasure.

The corner of Shi Mengfan's mouth twitched a little. He parked the car on the side of the road and looked at Huang Xiaomu with a very noble and glamorous look: "Please, can you eat some high-end and elegant food?"

"No money." Huang Xiaomu looked at his boss pitifully.

"I treat you!" Shi Mengfan let out his domineering air.

"I know." Huang Xiaomu looked up at Shi Mengfan with a particularly aggrieved expression: "But my essence of holding silk has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and I am hopeless, boss!"

"And me, don't give up the treatment!" Shi Mengfan looked at him very seriously and asked again: "What else do you like to eat?"

Huang Xiaomu closed his eyes and pointed to the side of the street: "I think this