When a ruffian meets a veteran

"Boss Zhao, congratulations..."

"Boss Liu is polite, please come in, please come in."

"Meimei, congratulations. You don't have to be so busy when you become Mrs. Zhao in the future. I will call the wives of Zhang Ju and Zhou Ju some other day. We sisters have a good get-together."

"Sister Hong is here, welcome, I will definitely go when my sister invites me, please come and sit inside."

At the entrance of a big hotel called "Fu'anju" in Longya Bay, Zhao Yunsheng wore a black brocade robe with gold silk thorns and a dragon dress, and his black hair was meticulously brushed behind his ears.Standing next to him was Cheng Meimei, who was wearing a golden long cheongsam with big slits, with a protruding front and back, shining radiantly.She had high temples and a pretty face, with a few bright red spots on her snow-white skin.The waist of the water snake is full and insufficient to hold, which makes the chest proudly stand up and look plump and round. It is really a veritable Shuyuan stunner.

Tang Wenjie shifted his eyes from Zhao Junsheng, who was chatting and laughing, to Cheng Meimei, playing with evil spirits, and objectively said to the people next to him: "It's not unreasonable for her to be raped and fantasized by all the men in City C, what do you think?"

"Are all the men including Brother Jie?" Ling Jianuo replied coldly, then looked up at the still young Cheng Meimei outside the car window.Ling Yuntian has been dead for so long, so long that he has almost forgotten the cold fear, but Cheng Meimei is still the same as before, and even lived a more colorful life than before.

"Why is she smiling so happily? When Ling Yuntian died, she didn't even look at him. Why wasn't she the one who died?" Although he tried his best to suppress it, Ling Jianuo couldn't help but tremble all over.There was a black monster living in his heart, and he wished he could pounce on it and tear the couple alive.

"I'm warning you..." Tang Wenjie grabbed his chin sideways, turned his face to point at himself, and the corners of Xie Mei's mouth turned cold. "Dead people are the least qualified to talk about hatred and revenge. Not only are Zhao Yunsheng's people everywhere here today, but any of the government officials who went in just now can strangle your life. You'd better not make a fuss." gone."

Ling Jianuo was shocked by the coldness in his eyes, swallowed, and lowered his eyelids.At that moment just now, the memory in his body was awakened, and he flinched in fear.Every time Tang Wenjie rescued him from Zhao Junsheng, it was never in vain. In Lose's underground darkroom, the torture room specially prepared for him, although it has not been opened for a long time, but he dare not even think about it.Those memories, touched a little, feel like falling into the ice cellar.

Ignoring the pale-faced Ling Jianuo next to him, Tang Wenjie caught a glimpse of a car approaching the door of "Fu'anju", and Zhao Yunsheng trotted over there.With a solemn face, he gave Ling Jianuo a hand and said, "Uncle De is here, let's go down."

"Uncle De, you're here too." Tang Wenjie walked up to him, and naturally helped the gray-haired old man who had just got off the car.He congratulated Zhao Junsheng with a smile on his face. "Congratulations, Boss Zhao."

Ling Jianuo fell two steps behind him, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.He met Uncle De twice, and he didn't feel good. He hated this fifty-year-old man very much.Especially that time when Tang Wenjie self-mutilated three swords to save him from Zhao Junsheng, Uncle De stared at him with a dark face and eyes like eagles for half a minute, which made him completely hate Uncle De psychological shadow.

"You've been really tough lately, you've really grown up." Uncle De squinted his eyes and said meaningfully.

Tang Wenjie pursed his lips and did not make any excuses, but just lowered his head a bit.Zhao Junsheng didn't dare to intervene, but his eyes had been staring at Ling Jianuo as early as when Ling Jianuo appeared.Uncle De looked enough at Tang Wenjie's side face, and then he seemed to suddenly notice his strangeness. He turned around, pointed at Ling Jianuo with his crutches and said, "Your little brother still hasn't made much progress. Since you want to bring someone with you, Why don't you teach him well? If you can't teach him well, send him there."

Ling Jianuo's face changed drastically, but he resisted the urge to raise his head, and only pinched a few blood marks on the palm behind his back.Zhao Junsheng and Tang Wenjie were also taken aback. After Uncle De washed his hands in the golden basin, he no longer interfered with the affairs of the world, let alone raised a junior.For a while, both of them were thinking secretly, but no one responded.

Zhao Junsheng lowered his head to hide the complexity in his eyes. At the beginning, Ling Jianuo made trouble for him again and again, and suffered a lot.If Tang Wenjie hadn't been a hindrance, he would have killed Ling Jianuo long ago.But even so, he didn't give up the idea of ​​getting rid of Ling Jianuo.Now that his business has grown, his energy has also doubled. A few days ago, he was thinking about sending some people to the countryside to kill Ling Jianuo.But now that Uncle De has spoken, even if he has a few more guts, he doesn't dare to do anything.

After the initial shock, Tang Wenjie was still quite happy.Although he still couldn't guess what Uncle De was thinking, Ling Jianuo definitely had a better future following Uncle De than following himself.It's just...Looking at Ling Jianuo who was about to bury his head in his chest, Tang Wenjie sighed inwardly, while paying attention to Uncle De's expression, he whispered: "Uncle De has a crush on him, that's his luck. However, He was spoiled by me, sending him to Uncle De may disturb Uncle De's cleanliness."

"You also know that you spoil people!" Uncle De snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else.Tang Wenjie was so restless, he took a breath and hurriedly helped him inside.Seeing Cheng Meimei approaching with a smile, Zhao Junsheng gave a warning look from a distance, seeing her froze for a moment, then turned to greet other guests, then retracted her eyes and carefully followed Uncle De.

After a few people had walked for a while, Ling Jianuo raised his sweaty little face.Just now he held his breath and didn't feel it, but now he realized that he was panting badly, his whole body seemed to be collapsing, tired and scared.When Tang Wenjie entered the door, he glanced back at him, and then he hurried after him.

After passing by Cheng Meimei's side, he paused, looked up and saw Cheng Meimei's froze smile, and then completely recovered his usual coldness and calmness.What is there for him to be afraid of? Back then, he didn't even want to die, so what about the boss who was all-powerful back then?

The interior decoration of "Fu'anju" is majestic and magnificent.The hall is simple and empty. As the "outer city", it not only adds a touch of mystery to the "inner city", but also has special "Fu'anju" features - nightly singing and lively performances.It's daytime now, but I can't see the luxury of night.

Entering from the hall, you will face the majestic tall city wall.There is an exquisitely structured turret at each of the four corners of the city wall, and three arched gates at the bottom.The copper-cast lion's head is buckled on the door, with a large and thick copper ring in its mouth. The thick and huge city gate is dark red.After passing the city gate, it is the inner city of "Fu'anju".All the way through, the guests consciously silenced their voices to make way for Uncle De.

Ling Jianuo didn't dare to look too much, he just took a quick glance at the extraordinarily luxurious and golden hotel.It was his first time here, and he couldn't help being a little speechless.It really is the place where the government eats on weekdays. I heard that the price of vegetables starts from four figures.I just don't know if he can still have a good meal in this posture today.

After going around seven or eight red carpets, several people entered a box.The box door is also in the shape of a city gate, with a mahogany door and a copper lion head.The inside is five meters high and more than 100 square meters wide.Fengxiangping, Tanmuta, Jinjinlian... Ling Jianuo was slapped on the head by an angry Tang Wenjie before he could finish looking at them.

"Ah!..." Seeing that the three people in the room were all looking at him, Ling Jianuo quickly lowered his head in fright, wanting to see Tang Wenjie's expression but afraid of offending Uncle De who was sitting over there.

Tang Wenjie looked at the back of his dark head, wanted to slap him twice but was a little bit hesitant to do so, but the needle-like gaze behind him made him dare not perfunctory, so he lowered his face and shouted: "Don't even look at this No matter where it is, the soul wanders away at every turn, and the rules are all learned in the dog's stomach."

Ling Jianuo felt that he was really hypocritical today, and he was scolded and wronged after a few words. He looked up at Tang Wenjie in a strange way, and after meeting Tang Wenjie's astonished eyes, he looked back in shock.Tang Wenjie opened his mouth, unable to bear it, another burst of anger surged up.What else can he do to him, who is he jealous of?But he also knew that in front of Uncle De, if he really wanted to make Uncle De angry, if it wasn't when he was losing his temper, how could Ling Jianuo feel better?

Uncle De looked at the big and small pair over there, and shook his head in disappointment.Seeing Zhao Junsheng bowed and standing aside, he smiled and said: "Xiao Zhao, you go down. Today is your day of great joy, don't set rules in front of me, it makes me rely on the old and sell the old. It's fine for Ajie to be here , I will leave in a while."

"Yes." Zhao Junsheng didn't dare to imitate Tang Wenjie and say a few flattering words, bowed [-] degrees and backed out.Ling Jianuo watched the door closed, wondering if he should follow suit, subconsciously went to see Tang Wenjie.But Uncle De spoke first: "Let him go out and wait, I have something to tell you."

Tang Wenjie glanced back at Uncle De, then whispered to Ling Jianuo, "Wait at the door, don't run around."

Seeing his hesitant to speak, Ling Jianuo knew that he was going to warn him of what would happen if he didn't obey, so he curled his lips boredly, turned around and left.Tang Wenjie resisted the urge to chase after him and kick him. After the gate was closed, he turned around and walked in front of Uncle De, standing with his hands down.

"Every one's bones are hardened, the small ones have no rules, and the big ones have no prospects." Tang Wenjie was sweating coldly from these few words, and didn't know how to answer for a while.This rhythm is very similar to when Uncle De was going to do something before, but today is another day when someone else is getting married. I don't think Uncle De will come here just to beat him up, right?

He took out the cigarette rod and took two puffs. Seeing that he was still standing still, Uncle De suddenly got angry and threw the cigarette rod over. "Why are you still sticking around? Wait for me to greet you?"

Tang Wenjie was hit straight on, and he quickly caught the stick without caring about the red-hot tobacco scattered on his body.He didn't dare to let Uncle De's cigarette stick fall to the ground, and when the time came to find a reason to slack off, it would be a good fight again.He respectfully put the cigarette stick back on the wooden table, hesitated for a moment, looked up at Uncle De, and carefully discussed: "Here... Can Ajie go back with Uncle De later?"

Uncle De put the cane made of ancient Heishan wood on the table, and asked indifferently: "You want me to call that child in, right?"

"Third Uncle..." Being punished outside, Ling Jianuo was still at the door, Tang Wenjie couldn't help but change his address half-beggingly.Before Tang's father became the mayor, he had a few close friends, but the sworn brothers were closer than his own brothers.Father Tang is the second child, and Uncle De is the third child.After Tang's father was promoted, the friendship with Uncle De and the others began to go underground.

Tang Wenjie has known his father's brothers since he was a child, and he often goes to Uncle De's house to play on weekdays.Later, Tang's father became more and more busy with work, so he naturally handed him over to the nearest uncle De to take care of him.It was also at that time that he began to be pressured by Uncle De to learn Kung Fu and homework.In the first few years, Tang Wenjie still remembers that he went on a hunger strike and escaped with all kinds of means, which was much more tossed than Ling Jianuo before, but he was still screwed over by Uncle De one by one.

Uncle De looked at Tang Wenjie, whose ears were slightly red and his eyes were out of focus, and he was so angry that he took a few breaths. "You're really promising. Didn't you learn from that kid? You've become a big brother. You don't even have a sense of vigilance. You're always in a daze. How many lives do you have that you can't take seriously?" Son, huh?"

Tang Wenjie was taken aback by the sound of the crutches hitting the table, and even trembled when he recovered from the furious Uncle De. "Third Uncle, you, don't be angry, I, I..."

"Get down!" Uncle De stood up from the chair, holding the cane in his hand.His back was straight, his twilight was no longer there, and the aura on his body was more solid and dense than Tang Wenjie's.

Tang Wenjie bowed down, before lying down on the table, he stretched his cane across his chest.His bitter face became even more tangled. After a moment of stalemate, he got up and tore off his pants, then bent down and lay down on the cold wooden table.No matter how many times you experience this posture, you can't take it lightly.However, his face was only reddish, his body had already adjusted his state faster than him, and he even relaxed the fists that were pulled together due to tension.

Seeing his small movements, Uncle De's anger subsided a little.However, the crutch in his hand was still merciless, and he greeted his exposed firm buttocks and thighs all at once, with the sound of wind every time.Under a round solid wooden stick, it will flatten the flesh and directly injure the bone.Uncle De has practiced kung fu for decades, and his strength cannot be ignored. In just a few strokes, beads of sweat the size of beans fell on Tang Wenjie's forehead.

Ling Jianuo put his ears to the crack of the door. Just now he heard Uncle De roar a few words, but he didn't hear Tang Wenjie's reply, but a series of chaotic muffled sounds came out.It's a pity that the door is so thick that he couldn't hear it clearly.Because he didn't know how long they would last, Ling Jianuo simply lit a cigarette, squatted down on the ground and smoked.Uncle De was obviously unhappy today, he was a little worried about Tang Wenjie inside, and the voice in the box was really not right.

Fidgetly pulling two handfuls of hair, Ling Jianuo spurned himself in his heart for thinking too much.According to Tang Wenjie's temperament, even the Heavenly King and I are not afraid, how could he allow such a thing to happen.Uncle De, no matter how old he is on the road, he probably wouldn't hit people casually, although it seems that the two seem to have a little friendship.

After searching back and forth on the three-meter-wide red carpet for a long time, Ling Jianuo threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the gourd-shaped trash can with golden carvings. He really didn't realize that it was for trash at first.He was about to turn around and go back to the door, but he saw Cheng Meimei and Zhao Yunsheng turned and went upstairs.

There was a banquet outside at this time, why did the two of them come to the back together?

After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Ling Jianuo followed. "I'm sorry!" Because he was walking in a hurry, he almost bumped into someone, bowed his head and said, and continued to walk forward, but he didn't go upstairs again.When he was about to reach the next corner, he turned his head abruptly, his eyes widening in horror.Although it was just a quick glance, he certainly did not admit his mistake. The waiter who went upstairs was clearly Yao Xu.

"Didn't it mean that Zhao Junsheng and Yao Qianshu broke up, and finally Yao Qianshu went bankrupt and his family moved to other places?" Looking at the box where Tang Wenjie was, Ling Jianuo hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and turned to follow