Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

Mid-Autumn Festival was no different from an ordinary day for Qi Junming and Ji Feng. At most, they would have a big meal and then continue to play games on the sofa.

Yang Ling'er was lying by the window, watching the people coming and going in the community. In the distance, the sound of gongs and drums and red lion heads could be heard from the streets.

When Qi Junming got up to get a drink, he noticed Yang Ling'er. He followed her line of sight and understood something. He turned around and asked Ji Feng.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?"

He could still be a little interested in eating melons and watching the excitement, but Ji Feng always kept his distance from this kind of excitement with people everywhere.

Because when walking in such a crowd, he always had a kind of resistance that he couldn't say. He was socially anxious, but he was not afraid of other people's attention.

Ji Feng was about to refuse when he saw Qi Junming secretly sticking his lips to Yang Ling'er.

The sense of being locked in a cage and looking forward to the freedom of the outside world was too clear.

"Then let's go out for a walk together. Ling'er, go change clothes." This was what Ji Feng had agreed with Yang Ling'er. If there were outsiders around, he would call her Ling'er, or Ling'er.

Yang Linger turned around and looked at Ji Feng with some surprise.

"Hurry up and change your clothes."

Yang Linger finally reacted and went back to the room to change clothes a little faster than usual.

When Yang Linger came out again, she had changed into slim jeans, a long-sleeved blue shirt with sunflowers printed on the chest, a top tucked into the jeans, and a layer of floral skirt bulging around the waist.

She tied a single ponytail on her head, but the technique was rough, and a lot of hair was blown up, which added a bit of tomboyish handsomeness.

Under the gaze of the two people at the same time, Yang Linger didn't know where to put her hands, so she simply walked directly to Ji Feng and didn't dare to look up.

Qi Junming held the drink and widened his eyes. When he realized that this was a change of clothes, a change of clothes that was more in line with his heart than those paper wives, he immediately suppressed his thoughts.

"Brother, make an offer. My computer plus five hard drives and all the peripherals belong to you. Can I raise her?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. This sentence tore open the scar left by the world to Yang Ling'er again, making her face, which had just turned a little red, pale again.

Ji Feng didn't notice these. Qi Junming's words were a joke full of personal color and without malice in his ears.

The best way to fight back against a joke is to make another joke.

Ji Feng stopped Yang Ling'er behind him and made a sword-drawing gesture with his palm.

"Draw your sword. You actually targeted her. Then only one of us can survive."

"Life and death are determined by fate. Don't blame me if you lose."

Qi Junming also pretended to draw his sword and stabbed it twice in the way of a Western sword.

Ji Feng didn't accept the challenge. He turned around and took Yang Ling'er's hand out of the door, saying as he walked: "Remember, don't play with idiots in the future. It's easy to lower your IQ."

Qi Junming: ...

Wasn't it you who started this first?

Ji Feng's sudden joke and Qi Junming's annoyed look made Yang Ling'er relax and a smile appeared in her eyes.

More importantly, the warmth from Ji Feng's broad hand holding hers was reassuring.

Except for her mother who was already vague in her memory, there was no one like this who held her hand and led her forward.

As for Qi Junming, he followed behind sullenly, obviously unhappy about Ji Feng's trick just now.

Only during festivals, the city seemed to have gotten rid of the post-war haze and come alive again.

Every household would go out to play or buy food, and you could see many families on the street carrying large and small bags and gathering together with happy smiles on their faces.

City X was affected by Liang Yuanlong's dictatorship, and it was at its lowest point at this moment.

The Dragon Boat Festival parade held on Central Street was organized by ordinary people, and the lion and dragon dances were even more lively.

Even the lowest-level people living in the black streets would come to join in the fun, but they could only meet their daily food and clothing, and had no spare energy to change into new clothes. Everyone wore gray clothes that made people feel smelly even if they had no smell, and gathered on the right side of the road.

People living in the central area disliked being with them, so they stood on the left side in a bright and beautiful manner.

The people in the same city were separated on both sides by a dragon dance because of their wealth and status.

The bright red of the dragon dance diluted poverty and wealth, hunger and fatness.

Yang Linger was only about 1.4 meters tall and could not stand out in the crowd. Fortunately, Qi Junming's big body could squeeze out a lot of space, so that she would not miss the performance on the street.

As the crowd shuttled, a guy walking against the flow bumped into Yang Linger. If it weren't for Ji Feng pulling her, she would have been sitting on her butt.

The one who bumped into her was a young man with a tuft of yellow hair on his head. He also staggered, and a lot of things fell out of his bulging pockets.

A towel, a small bottle with a label torn off, revealing half a hemp rope.

The young man hurriedly picked up the things and put them in his pocket, while glaring at Yang Linger.

"Why don't you have eyes when walking!"

The young man was dragged away by the bald man next to him who didn't look like a good person just now.

"This quality is really bad. He didn't know how to say sorry when he bumped into someone." Qi Junming rolled up his sleeves to defend Yang Linger. If he hadn't been courageous, he would definitely go up and teach those two a lesson.

"Don't worry about them, go to the snack street and see if there's anything delicious." Ji Feng didn't react so much. He stayed at home for a while to cultivate his character. Otherwise, he would have swung an axe when he first arrived.

...

The bald man pulled the young man out of the crowd and threw him forward, scolding him in a low voice: "Why are you so careless!"

"I didn't expect it either. Who could see that little Gadou hiding in the crowd?" The young man muttered in a low voice.

"Be careful on your first job! The local snake we found was killed yesterday. If you reveal the secret and get chopped to death here, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Brother, let's go."

The bald man patted the young man's head in disgrace.

"You damned thing, what do you do this for? For money!"

"The first few girls we kidnapped are only enough to cover our investment after they are sold. If you don't kidnap two more before you leave, where will the money come from for your extravagant life?"

The desire in his heart was restless. In order not to make himself suffer, the young man decided to do one more job with the bald man before leaving.

"Brother, are we still kidnapping girls who are only 17 or 18 years old? They are too old to be taken."

"How about we find a few children this time? They can be fooled into going with us. They can be sold to people with special fetishes at the same price as those older girls."

Don't underestimate the young man's appearance, his heart is not ordinary.

Being able to be the guide of such a person, the bald man is not bad.

"I have been doing this for so many years, how can I not know! It's just that this time is a little special. Let's see the situation later. If the older girls are really hard to deal with, we can get two younger ones."