When a ruffian meets a veteran

"Undercurrent" is the earliest bar in Lihua County, which was established 20 years ago.Three years ago, it was bought by Xing Zheng, who was returning home from work, and closed for half a year, and reopened. "Undercurrent" has been reborn and has a new look. It can be regarded as a high-end atmosphere.

Although the discovery of small towns has been very fast in recent years, and many bars that are equally novel and try to connect with big cities have sprung up, but none of them can surpass the status of "undercurrent" in small towns.Moreover, Xing Zheng has always kept a low profile in Nongxiangzi, and his identity is somewhat mysterious. Several bigwigs from different forces in Nongxiangzi all respect him three points.

There are many things in the alley to suppress opponents and black people, but no one has ever made trouble in the "undercurrent", and everyone tacitly regards it as a special existence in the alley.This mystery and awe has become a major source of passenger flow over time.

Ling Jianuo drank some wine, and felt that this bar was more and more good. Compared with Lose, this place is more conservative and restrained. It gives people the impression that it's not that the boss can't afford to be public, but that the boss likes to keep a low profile.

The performance on stage, for Ling Jianuo, who is used to watching Lose's large-scale and explosive performances, this kind of three-point one-style dress, twisting the waist and swinging the hips is obviously not enough to watch.It’s not that Lose’s dancers show more, but that the smell is strong enough, even if it’s just a provocative pose showing the collarbone, Lose’s dancers can express their hot sexiness and charm more appropriately, which is sultry. .

Zhang Xiaodong followed the crowd and finally squeezed to the front of the bar.He rolled his eyes darkly, looking at Ling Jianuo who was drinking with his neck upturned, he couldn't tell what he felt, but he felt that Ling Jianuo's drinking posture was prettier than his uncle's.At this time, the DJ suddenly changed the rhythm. Zhang Xiaodong was startled. He stretched his neck and looked at the stage. The audience kept shaking like an electrified automatic motor. Zhang Xiaodong opened his mouth and fell to the ground with his buttocks squatting.

When he raised his head to look for Ling Jianuo again, he saw two white thighs blocking his eyes.Before the scream came out, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes were also tightly closed, his small face was flushed, and he kept saying to himself like a mantra, "I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see it. Didn't see anything, she wasn't wearing pink panties, I didn't see anything."

Ling Jianuo turned his back to Zhang Xiaodong, didn't see the movement behind him, but he was a visitor who was coming and going, afraid of stepping on the child on the ground, deliberately avoided him, and walked around him, so that Zhang Xiaodong's funny appearance , it fell into the eyes of the braided man sitting on the sofa in the corner.

Xing Zheng crossed his legs, smiled and said with a cigar in his hand, "Hehe... that kid is still funny. During the opening ceremony in California, he carried the firecrackers to the kitchen to light the fire. At that time, a cook was chopping vegetables, and the firecrackers went off. With one knife, I chopped my hand up, and the blood on the chopping board was stained."

Hearing the Coke, the man with braids asked vaguely while knocking on melon seeds, "Hey, this brat is pretty fun, isn't he? I like his mischievousness. Brother Nine, what happened later? The one in California didn't respond? The opening saw blood it's not good?"

Xing Zheng squinted at him, his pitch-black eyes were a little penetrating under the dim light. "How many of these people who do business in the alley have never seen blood? The one in California doesn't believe this, but the brat was beaten and taken away before he had a dinner. Are you I didn't see it, the kid didn't cry much when he was beaten, but when he was taken away, he cried like a loudspeaker, and kept clamoring to stay for dinner."

"Tsk tsk..." The braided man stretched out his hands to smooth the two thin whips on his head, and said tentatively, "How about I go meet him? I'm pretty good at dealing with brats."

"No need." Looking at his puzzled face, Xing Zheng explained, "The person at the door let him in, which is against the rules of the bar. The one in California can't just hand it in if he wants to. Besides, the one drinking at the bar , and it’s not a decoration, we’ll just watch it.”

Fingers subconsciously tapped the beat on the bar with the music, Ling Jianuo was a little bit eager for technique, but he never danced in bars other than Lose, not even on the central dance floor.With his dangling thighs dangling from the edge of the high stool, he was suddenly hugged by someone, and Ling Jianuo almost kicked him flying.

"Brother Jianuo..." Zhang Xiaodong threw himself in front of Ling Jianuo, and hugged Ling Jianuo's thigh, his eyes were still full of shock, his little face was full of misery, as if he was about to cry or not.

Ling Jianuo stared at the kid in front of him completely speechless, he stuffed money to Zhang Xiaodong and left, not at all worried that Zhang Xiaodong would follow him secretly, because the bar would not let such a young child in.But now...

For a while, what Ling Jianuo wanted to do most was to bring out the boss of "Undercurrent" and beat him up.

If Mi Yanchen finds out that he brought the kid to this kind of place, he will never be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River, "What are you doing here? Do you know what this place is? Let me tell you Zhang Xiaodong, let you Uncle knows, I can't beat you to death!"

Although Zhang Xiaodong didn't know where it was, he saw so many naked women on the stage just now, and he also looked at their thighs and underwear. ?Looking up at Ling Jianuo eagerly, his mouth was flattened, tears were ready to burst.

Ling Jianuo held his forehead and shouted before he could cry, "Shut up! If you dare to cry, I will cut you!"

Zhang Xiaodong shut his mouth obediently, but tightly wrapped his arms around Ling Jianuo's thighs, for fear of being squeezed apart.The corners of Ling Jianuo's mouth twitched, are his thighs thick?One and two like to hug his thigh.

Just thinking about how to solve this matter, Ling Jianuo's face froze, he took out his mobile phone in his pocket and took a look, the words "good uncle Mi Yanchen" pierced his glass heart.

Hanging up the phone, sent a message of "On the way", seeing that people around were already paying attention, Ling Jianuo jumped off the high stool, picked up Zhang Xiaodong, and strode towards the door with meteoric strides. He still didn’t forget to scold him, “Baby boy, you are such a kid, let me tell you Zhang Xiaodong, after you go back, if you dare to tell your uncle that you came here with me, I will go to the room on the third floor to help your uncle Pick a cane thick as a thumb, and it won't kill you!"

As soon as the little butt tightened, Zhang Xiaodong's small body immediately shrank into Ling Jianuo's arms, and the arms around Ling Jianuo's neck tightened a little.Ling Jianuo was so strangled by him that he couldn't breathe, rolled his eyes and shouted, "Let go, suffocate me and go back alone."

The braided man got up and saw that the two had an "undercurrent", turned around and asked Xing Zheng, "Ninth brother, do you want to check the identity of that man?"

"No, the man in California can't rub the sand in his eyes. If we give him a letter, it's considered a betrayal of his favor. If we do anything else, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive." Xing Zheng didn't expect Ling Jianuo to take it away directly. Zhang Xiaodong, he thought he could see that man today.

The first time he saw Mi Yanchen, he knew that he was very unusual. Later, when he was meeting with his former brothers, he heard about Mi Yanchen.After that, he started to get acquainted with Mi Yanchen, but unfortunately, Mi Yanchen's eyes were always smiling and cold, and he couldn't get close at all.

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In the living room, Mi Yanchen was sitting on the sofa watching TV expressionlessly, and when he received a text message from Ling Jianuo, he knew that the two of them were on their way back, so he didn't pick them up in person, but went to the yard to break Putting the sticks on the table, he waited intently for the two to go home.

Ling Jianuo and Zhang Xiaodong stood at the door, they heard the sound of the TV in the room, and didn't go in for a while.Looking down at Zhang Xiaodong who was crying with his neck shrunk, Ling Jianuo didn't know if he was influenced by him, so he also became a little nervous.Realizing his inexplicable guilt, Ling Jianuo frowned unhappily, and regardless of Zhang Xiaodong's pitiful eyes, he raised his hand and pushed the door and walked in.

When Mi Yanchen heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them.On the whole table, the bluish-yellow tree branch that he peeled cleanly was placed on the table in front of him alone and conspicuously.Ling Jianuo's scalp was numb from his gaze, and he stood at the door in a daze, motionless.

Zhang Xiaodong originally hid behind Ling Jianuo, but when he saw him stop, he had to walk out with his head down. He raised his head and glanced at his uncle quickly, and was immediately startled by the tree branches on the table, and then subconsciously went to Grab Ling Jianuo's thigh.It's a pity that he grabbed the jeans with one hand.

Ling Jianuo recovered from the immobilization after being scratched on his leg. He looked at Mi Yanchen's deep eyes and touched his nose guiltily, but he was vomited in his heart—too fucking pretending !

"Come here" a deep and deep voice sounded, Ling Jianuo and Zhang Xiaodong shook together.Zhang Xiaodong didn't dare not listen to his uncle's words, so he continued to move forward with a sad face.Mi Yanchen didn't rush him out, but raised his eyelids, looking at Ling Jianuo who was still standing at the door as the door god, no emotion could be seen in his deep eyes.

Ling Jianuo suddenly became angry, closed the door behind his back, walked over to him and sat down next to him without saying a word, unaffected by his low pressure at all.Who can't pretend?When Tang Wenjie's bastard kills someone, he can still find someone to shoot him in front of the murdered person.

Mi Yanchen's gaze followed Ling Jianuo all the time, watching him sit down, and didn't say anything to him, but, after Zhang Xiaodong finally dawdled in front of him, he looked away, looked at the red-eyed Zhang Xiaodong and asked, "Kneel down." Lying or lying down?"

Zhang Xiaodong's body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a bang.The sound was too loud, and the kneeling was so sudden that Ling Jianuo was so startled that he almost jumped up from the sofa.This brat is too honest, it doesn't hurt, he kneels so loudly.

Mi Yanchen turned his head to look at him, then stared back at Zhang Xiaodong and said, "I called your teacher, and she said you didn't go to school all day today."

"Uncle, I won't dare next time." After he begged for mercy, Zhang Xiaodong burst into tears, and his small body trembled with the crying, Ling Jianuo scratched his hands Scratching the sofa vigorously, he insisted on making a hole before giving up.

Mi Yanchen's paralyzed face finally showed a crack. He looked at Ling Jianuo complicatedly and said, "I'm going to beat him up. If you can't stay longer, go back to your room."

Both Ling Jianuo and Zhang Xiaodong were stunned for a moment, one breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt inexplicably irritated, not sure where this sour feeling came from.And the other one has a face of dead gray, desolate and desolate before the catastrophe strikes.

Zhang Xiaodong saw that his uncle was really going to beat him up, and sent away the only little brother who could save him. His mother has gone to the countryside, and there must be no one to save him tonight. Feeling sad for a moment, he burst into tears . "Brother Jianuo, woo woo..."

Mi Yanchen was not in a hurry, he just held the stick in his hand, Zhang Xiaodong cried even louder in an instant, but Mi Yanchen seemed to be waiting for Ling Jianuo to return to the room on purpose, and was not in a hurry to act.However, seeing that Zhang Xiaodong was crying louder and louder, he took the stick and patted his face lightly a few times, threatening him with redness.

Zhang Xiaodong immediately covered his mouth, his crying became much quieter, but the tears fell down one by one like broken threads.

This kind of strange atmosphere where the father taught his son but was reluctant to do it because of the presence of outsiders, finally made Ling Jianuo awkward to go to grandma's house.With a gloomy face, he glanced at Mi Yanchen who had a wooden face and no special expression, stepped over the two of them, and went back to the bedroom sullenly.

"Brother Jianuo, save me!" Zhang Xiaodong was in a hurry, trying to get up but afraid of his uncle's majesty, the cry that had subsided began to rise again.When he saw his uncle started pressing down on the tree, he really got up and chased Ling Jianuo regardless.

Mi Yanchen caught him with quick eyes and hands, took off his pants, and put them across his legs, a set of movements was smooth and smooth.Ling Jianuo entered the room, his pressure dropped instantly, his face was paralyzed and his usual anger returned, he leaned over to Zhang Xiaodong's ear, and threatened sinisterly, "Your mother is not at home, no one can save you if you call me. Did I warn you last time, if you play truant again, your pants will be stripped and beaten!"

"Wow...don't do it, I don't dare, Brother Jianuo, save me!" Zhang Xiaodong kicked his legs indiscriminately, jumping up and down like a loach, but unfortunately, being held down by Mi Yanchen's big hand, he couldn't help it anymore. No matter how hard he struggled, he always lay firmly on Mi Yanchen's lap.

Ling Jianuo was lying on the bed and heard Zhang Xiaodong crying, he was very irritable, pulled the quilt over his head and couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen to the movement outside.After a while, there was a series of crisp sounds like slaps, and Zhang Xiaodong's screams were interspersed regardless of the walls.

After silently counting 15 times, seeing that the applause had not stopped, Ling Jianuo lifted the quilt and sat up.After being dazed for a while, he shrunk back to lean against the bed, lit a cigarette for himself, and smoked heavily.He also didn't know what was going on with the fierce beast that was dormant in his heart. Zhang Xiaodong was the son of Feng Xiuxiu, he had no prejudices, but he didn't like to see him, even the Yue'er who was pestering him, at most he was just It's just a little favor.It was right for Mi Yanchen to teach Zhang Xiaodong a lesson, and he shouldn't be so unbearable out of emotion and reason.

Reluctantly convincing himself, Ling Jianuo lit another cigarette, and there were already 40 slaps outside, Zhang Xiaodong didn't call him for help anymore, but the crying was more real, it was really painful and crying like a child, It sounds very pitiful.

Mi Yanchen looked at Zhang Xiaodong whose buttocks were shining red on his legs, lifted him up, spread his legs and let him sit down, wiped his tears and nose, then took the stick from the table and asked, "Do you still want to beat him?"

"Wuuuu... hiccup! Don't hit, don't hit, wuuu... I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again." Zhang Xiaodong's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, and a small After the face was washed by tears, it was rosy and tender.

Smiling, Mi Yanchen deliberately put the tree stick in front of him, seeing him trembling with fright, he threatened with satisfaction, "Then you keep this tree stick for me, and if you dare to play truant next time, we'll spank your ass with it." How about it?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... ok!" zhang xiaodong answered with tears, knowing that his uncle would not hit him anymore, he took courage, stretched out his arms around his neck, and cried loudly on his chest.

Mi Yanchen picked him up and walked to his room without coaxing him, but the big hand holding his butt was very steady.Ling Jianuo opened the window to disperse the smoke from the whole room, then threw himself onto the bed with exhaustion, staring at the ceiling in a daze.