I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

In the quiet and dark room, the man on the bed moved.He propped up his body to reveal the tense muscles of his upper body, and raised his hands to touch his neck to loosen his muscles and bones.

It was already ten o'clock when they came out of Mr. Cong's slightly older house, and the younger brothers saw their boss hurried over and nodded and bowed: "Second young master."

The light made Yan Yiming squint his eyes, and he blocked it with his hand after getting used to it, then put down his hand and nodded: "What about others?"

The younger brother immediately realized who Yan Yiming was talking about: "Go to the police station." Looking at Yan Yiming's face, he scratched his head guiltily: "But it doesn't look very good."

The hand pulling the tie paused: "What's wrong?"

"This morning, Police Officer Cong came out of the door, and we said hello to my sister-in-law. Officer Cong's face was so ugly at that time, Second Young Master..." The younger brother glanced at Yan Yiming's face, swallowed his saliva and did not continue.

Yan Yiming fastened his tie, and slowly showed a smile on his taut expression, and gave the younger brother a kind look: "Good job, keep shouting like that in the future."

"Yes Yes."

Yan Yiming seemed to think of something and was about to speak when the phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, and he opened the text message.

Yan Ruohao: It’s okay to play, but don’t forget about business.

On the surface, the Yan family operates bars, KTV, massage, hotels, real estate, etc., but behind the scenes, they do everything illegal and criminal, including drug trafficking, usury, human trafficking, arms smuggling, and so on.According to Mr. Yan's words, this is called black and white, both are correct.

This time I came to S City because there was a rumor in a bar here that someone was secretly selling drugs. The Yan family is very powerful. If some younger brothers want to earn some pocket money to buy and sell drugs without permission, it is not impossible.

But the amount of drugs is too much, which is a bit tricky.

Originally, anyone could be sent over for such a trivial matter, but Mr. Yan insisted on asking Yan Yiming to come over to investigate this matter, saying it was for exercise.

Up to now, Yan Yiming is a little thankful to the old man for letting him come to meet Mr. Cong.

The location of the bar is relatively remote, underground and dark and damp.In such an environment of "good things to do", it is no wonder that people's inner desires are not just around the corner.

Walking in with his head down, the bar manager and the service staff stood neatly at the door. When they saw Yan Yiming coming in, they all bowed fifteen degrees and shouted neatly: "Second Young Master."

Yan Yiming nodded, and the manager took a step forward: "Second Young Master, this way." He opened his hands and led Yan Yiming into the office and put a book on the desk: "Here is the transaction record of our bar, I checked it earlier , The inventory has also been checked, and there is not a single gram missing."

This one gram refers to drugs.

"Oh?" Yan Yiming folded his legs on the desk, took a ledger and opened it.

Judging from the books, there are no mistakes, and the goods sold and the amount paid are relatively consistent.Yan Yiming threw the ledger on the desk, lay back on the office chair and rubbed his fingers on the ends of his eyebrows: "Since you have read it beforehand, either the ledger is fake, or people from other places sneaked into our Yan family to do business on the ground.”

Yan Yiming squinted his eyes, and his tone seemed to be oppressive: "Of these two, which one do you want?"

The manager stood in front of the desk and broke out in a cold sweat. No matter which one of these two, he was not doing his job well. Needless to say, the one in the front, if someone really sneaked in in the back, it would be because of his improper control and letting others do whatever they want on the Yan family's territory.

Yan Yiming put away his legs: "You put away the ledger first, I don't need to teach you what to do in the evening, right?"

"Yes... I understand." When Yan Yiming went out, the manager's back was already soaked with sweat.

The music in the bar is loud at night, and all outside sounds are blocked in a box on the side.Under the purple light, ambiguous music filled the air, and a woman in a red diamond skirt sat next to him and pulled Yan Yiming's tie.

The scent of the perfume in the eyes and bones of the body was alluring, unbuttoned, the woman leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Yan Yiming's neck.

With a deep smile hidden in his eyes, Yan Yiming stretched out his hand to touch the woman's shoulder when the door was kicked open with a "bang".

At the door, Mr. Cong was dressed in casual clothes, staring at Yan Yiming's hand with an expressionless expression on his face: "Don't move, routine inspection."