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Feeling Chen Yongren's palm brushing across his head and landing on his back, Cheng Zixin didn't feel disgusted, and shook his head slightly: "You scoundrel, you are very carefree at first glance, have you said that to many women? "

Chen Yongren sat down beside Cheng Zixin, and at the same time put his arms around Cheng Zixin's slender waist: "You are wrong, I am not bad at all, I just want to give them a home. Don't you think it is great that I do this? ?”

"Pfft!" Cheng Zixin was immediately amused by Chen Yongren's brazenness.

"By the way, Zixin, have you ever heard a song?"

"What song is it?"

"itch."

"Itch? It's a strange song title, I've never heard of it before."

"It's okay, I'll teach you how to sing."

The next moment, Chen Yongren's magnetic and ambiguous singing voice sounded in the suite: "She is a touch of the setting sun; if you think about it, who knows how to appreciate it;

He has a cloud window of blue; just wait and wait, someone will share with him;

She is a continuous piece of music; think about it, who knows how to sing;

He has eyes full of soft light; just waiting, someone will bloom for it;

Come, be merry, there's plenty of time; come, love, there's plenty of folly;

Come, wander, anyway, there are many directions; come, pretend, anyway, there are many scenery;

Ah, the itch; generous, in love with the appearance of love;

Meng Lang, who was devious and obsessed with dreams; the more he panicked, the more panicked he became, the more itchy he scratched;

"

As time passed, after Teacher Chen's careful teaching, Cheng Zixin's high-pitched singing soon sounded in the hotel suite: "Come on, be happy, there is a lot of time anyway; come on, make it!"

In this way, when Jiang Yaowei took people to clean up the scene, and Li Bin and Han Xiaozhong were interviewed by reporters on behalf of the police, Chen Yongren kept comforting Cheng Zixin who was wandering alone on Hong Kong Island.

Two hours later, Cheng Zixin, whose mind and body were completely released, fell into a deep sleep.Looking at the corners of the other party's mouth, it was obvious that he was having a good dream.

As Chen Yongren said before, Cheng Zixin will forget all the thrills tonight when the sun rises.

Looking at the woman's sweet sleeping posture under the moonlight outside the window, Chen Yongren drank his red wine, and then dialed his cell phone: "It's me, arrange for a few guys to go to Stanley Prison. After the wind has passed, kill that Hong Jipeng. As for the reason, the fight Or commit suicide."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yongren threw the phone on the coffee table and stood naked on the balcony.

Chen Yongren's eyes skipped over the many water stains on the balcony floor, and fell on the Hong Kong Island entrance and exit of the Red Tunnel, which was still in a hurry in the distance.

Feeling the cool night breeze blowing over his body from time to time, Chen Yongren said lightly: "Hong Jipeng, Hong Jipeng, you'd better pray that your brother doesn't leave too fast after going down. Otherwise, after you go down, you won't be able to find him. "

Under the moonlight, the smile on Chen Yongren's face was extraordinarily soft and indifferent, just like a god enjoying all living beings from above.

Chapter 66 Encountering Ye Tao and Ling Jing's Past in Prison

The next morning, at 9 o'clock, in Stanley Prison.

"Hong Jipeng, while you are in court for trial, you are temporarily detained in Stanley Prison. You'd better not do anything in it, otherwise, your charges will be more serious." Looking at the brown prison uniform Hong Jipeng, the prison staff warned.

Touching his bald head, Hong Jipeng hugged the pillowcase, towel, toothpaste, toothbrush, mouthwash cup and soap, gave the staff a cold look, and then walked to his solitary prison.

"Boom."

Hearing the heavy closing sound of the iron fence door behind him, Hong Jipeng threw his things on the bed and lay down on his back.

"Ah Biao, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Even if I die, I will drag that bastard Chen Yongren to die with me."

Looking at the concrete ceiling above his head, thinking of his brother's staring eyes before his death, and Chen Yongren's smiling face that made him hate him to the bone, Hong Jipeng said through gritted teeth.

"bang, bang, bang"

I don't know how long I lay there. Just as Hong Jipeng continued to recall the past experience with Hong Jibiao, there was a sound of metal collisions in the corridor outside: "It's time for the activity, go to the playground to gather, hurry up."

"click, click, click"

"Click, click, click"

Accompanied by the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps, the voices of many prisoners sounded in the aisle: "Oh, I can finally go outside to bask in the sun."

"I heard that there is another good show today!"

"Look at the show, hehe, you seem to have lost all your cigarettes last time!"

"Oh, don't mention it, it's all because Ling Jing is so good at beating. Tell me, will he be beaten this time?"

"It's hard to say, but that guy will be beaten to the ground sooner or later. What about the Flying Tigers, they have hands and legs, everyone is human, and they can always find an opportunity to beat him to the ground."

""

Listening to all kinds of discussions outside, Hong Jipeng's expression that had been dead silent twitched slightly.

The playground is not small, divided into many areas by various high iron fences.After simply scanning around, Hong Jipeng followed the crowd to the busiest area.

"Last chance, buy it and let it go, hurry up."

"Those who pass by, those who pass by, don't miss it, and bet faster."

"Hurry up and place your bets. Don't hesitate. Our friend Ling Jing from the Flying Tigers has won dozens of games. Do you think he can continue to win?"

Under Hong Jipeng's gaze, the three middle-aged men greeted the surrounding prisoners from time to time, and at the same time took the bet cigarettes from their hands.

In the middle of the field, two prisoners faced each other.

On the left is a young man with an extremely stern expression. The young man is very handsome, and with his stern expression, if this is not a prison, Hong Jipeng thinks he can be a star.

Under the guidance of the crowd, Hong Jipeng knew that this young man was Ling Jing from the Flying Tigers.Looking at this young man, for some reason, Hong Jipeng thought of those Flying Tigers wearing black hoods in the Red Tunnel yesterday.Then, Hong Jipeng thought of Chen Yongren who was smiling all the time, which made him clenched his fists.

"Huh." Hong Jipeng exhaled lightly, suppressed his impatience, and looked at the man on the right who was confronting Ling Jing.This man is obviously much bigger than Ling Jing, and with the scar on his face, he looks extremely fierce.

However, Hong Jipeng, who has been in the hail of guns and bullets for many years, feels that Scarface may not be Ling Jing's opponent.

Just when Hong Jipeng was thinking about these things, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, and at the same time, a surprised voice came from his ear: "Hong Jipeng, why are you here?"

Hong Jipeng was about to habitually raise his arm and elbow backward, but when he heard this somewhat familiar voice, he immediately stopped his movements and turned his head to look over at the same time.

When he saw that always gloomy face, he was also a little surprised: "Ye Tao, how could it be you?"

Neither Hong Jipeng nor the man named Ye Tao in front of him thought that two old friends would meet here after so many years.