[Net King] Drama Boy

His face was stained a little red, and his appearance was always a bit charming, but this smile was light and lively.

People who never smile very much are amazing when they smile.

Jiang Chenghuan's gray-blue eyes like a Siamese cat stared even more like a Siamese cat. He took a deep breath, and drove into the consultation room in a wheelchair as if fleeing.

Eh?

and many more.

After watching the legs, Jiang Chenghuan remembered that he hadn't replied yet.

To be precise, Jiang Chenghuan was dazzled by the beauty and did not wait for his reply.

Jiang Chenghuan hated himself for being obsessed with ghosts for the third time.

What kind of curse did the descendant of Sadako put on him to make him so stupid.

The author has something to say: The author is entangled, whoever attacks and who suffers...

☆、Chapter four and three

Arai brought Baicun's courier in for him, and turned to leave without saying a word.

Arai's complexion was not good, it has been bad for the past two days, to be more precise, his mental state began to be wrong after Chitanda's death.

The delivery was only a few pages, and Bai Cun flipped through it casually, and asked him, "Have you gone yet?"

It’s not the first time that Chitanda’s nervousness has gone missing. The heat of the “disappearance” incident has been completely overshadowed by the uproar caused by Bai Cun at the international film event. At present, domestic people’s evaluation of Bai Cun, who still has lingering prestige, is not overly critical. Unclear newspapers and magazines scolded Bai Cun.

Bai Cun didn't respond for a long time, and when the matter subsided, who would remember Chitanda Setsuko, the crazy woman.

Arai will never forget that no matter how capable he is, he is still an ordinary person in a peaceful society.The person who can be called a friend died due to his own neglect, and the blood was in the bag next to Arai who despised Taste, but he was paralyzed with the thought of "Chitanda is a lunatic, and his behavior is not normal" and ignored many abnormalities , Chitanda will not die either.

As a result, Arai was afraid of the darkness in the huge venue and suffered from plant dependence.

Plant dependence, planting a lot of flowers and plants, the life of plants depends on the grower, which makes people make up for the sense of loss and guilt of missing life.

At any rate, Bai Cun is considered a wild amateur psychologist. He saw that Arai had psychological shadows and depression tendencies, so he made an appointment with a regular psychologist.

Hearing Baicun's question, Arai paused, said "um", and left without looking back.

Bai Cun put the few pieces of paper at hand - Harvard admission letter, into the drawer.

While Arai didn't forgive himself, he also didn't forgive Bai Cun, but he couldn't listen to persuasion now, and Bai Cun didn't have the time to forgive him two days ago.

The underworld has calmed down a lot recently, but it is still chaotic. Baicun is busy suppressing the rebellion, taking exams, and fighting wits and courage with a group of European underworld bosses.

And Atobe took advantage of the summer vacation in July to stay in Germany for more than a month to familiarize himself with the European affairs of the Atobe consortium, and accompany Baicun by the way.

They haven't been together for a few days, and Atobu will leave in two days.

Now that he is in the newly built base in Germany, it is rare to be free, and Baicun misses Xiaojie again.

Half a month ago, Baicun wanted to pick up his younger brother after controlling the situation, but the housekeeper said that Xiaojie had a slight illness, which was fine but not suitable for a long trip, so he let it go.

Bai Cun sank into his office chair, with his toes pointing to the ground, the chair with wheels slipped away from the desk, he quickly retracted his legs into the wide chair, and let it go towards the French windows.

Bai Village wants to row a boat, and autumn is approaching, with withered leaves and red maple, boating on the lake, a small boat let it go from east to west.The sky is blue and the water is green, living in the clouds and falling into a dream... There must be traces.

Reluctantly, Bai Cun put his crossed legs down again, and used some force to turn the chair in circles, while he slumped childishly in the chair which was too wide, raised his feet, and circled with the chair, his gray hair hanging on the back of the chair Floating with the wind, comfortable and safe.

Bai Cun's excellent sense of balance made him not dizzy at all, and he turned round and round with endless enjoyment, until he gradually fell asleep.

While half asleep and half awake, the chair naturally stopped turning, and when the chair sank, it took on the weight of another person.

A warm hand with a thin callus held Bai Cun's face, breaths intersected, Bai Cun was no longer sleepy but did not open his eyes, rubbing that hand with nostalgia like a kitten.

Bai Cun didn't dislike people's breathing anymore, but he was alone.

"Don't open your eyes yet, wait for my uncle to kiss you."

The voice is gorgeous and magnetic, slow and gentle, with a bit of arrogance in a joke.

Baicun's eyelids lifted a crack, his long eyelashes completely covered the smile in his eyes, and his hands that had been doing nothing all the time circled Atobu, who was still a gentleman's distance away from him.

Atobe knelt on one leg beside Bai Cun's leg and tried his best to keep the chair stable, but the hand on the back of the chair unceremoniously pinched his waist, and the hand that originally held his small face rubbed his small earlobe.His blue eyes, like a pool of clear water, traced his face carefully.

Atobe recalled, still vividly remembering their first meeting, so clear that he could accurately compare it with today's Baicun Yizhen.

Bai Cun's face has matured a little, and the youthfulness has faded away. Atobe, whose aesthetics is gorgeous as the core, loves his gorgeous face because it belongs to the soul he loves deep in this skin.

Baicun had a slender wound on the cheekbone on the right cheek, with a Band-Aid on it, he looked more like a delinquent boy, but underneath it was the trace of the bullet.

At the age of 15, Atobe felt that he was only five years old when he saw him playing with the chair in circles.

In the eyes of Atobu, the 15-year-old mafia boss Bai Cunye is just his own [-]-year-old.

"It's rare to take the initiative, can't bear to part with my uncle?"

Bai Cun looked serious, thinking seriously, and finally nodded resolutely to Atobe.

Atobe was bloodied again by his lovely lover today.

Atobe couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, hugged Bai Cun, rested his chin on his shoulder, pressed his lips against his ear, and sighed softly: "I don't want to go..."

Bai Cun blinked, and the provocative behavior of blowing air into his ears was really unethical. Besides, the young master, could it be that he was... acting like a baby?

Bai Cun has done too many things like being cute, so he takes it as his regular role. It's a bit complicated to be robbed of the script by Atobu at first.

Bai Cun thought and thought, his emotional intelligence was on the line, and he made the best response at this time - gently turned his head and kissed the side of his face.

In addition to the great sense of happiness, Atobe is also in a complicated mood. It is definitely strange that he can't take the initiative today.

"Are you going to die soon?!"

"..." Not really.

Can you think of me a little better.

Well, Bai Cun reflected, it was because he didn't do enough usually.

"Your wife simply thinks you are cute, young master today, and wants to kiss you!"

"..."

Not only are there too many slots, Atobe always thinks his reaction is weird.

Are other lovers so frank and domineering?

Sure enough, the man in his eyes is extraordinary.

Bai Cun hugged him, Atobu's shoulders were wider than his, and his muscles were fully exercised under the fabric, and it felt safe to climb up. Bai Cun leaned on his shoulders, and slowly said, "You are my It is my eternal responsibility to be the most important person in the world alongside my younger brother."

"..."

Atobe suddenly felt that the role he was taking on was actually his lonely old mother.

Atobe was overwhelmed by his wonderful and endless idea of ​​getting close to the truth, it was too unglamorous.

It's hard for a lover to say a love story, don't force it.

Atobe rubbed his head, and replied dryly: "That's good."

Atobe is also hypocritical.

On the day Atobe left, Baicun went to the airport to see him off.

"Xiaoye, see you next year."

Atobe was very reluctant, and it was rare for his lover to respond positively in the past two days.

Shiramura watched Atobe's straight back going away.

As for next year, Atobe Tokyo's studies and family affairs will be completely inseparable in the second half of this year, and Shiramura is the same in Europe.Atobe learned that Baicun will enter Harvard next year to study biology and try to solve the unsolved mysteries of human life, so he decided to speed up the process, abandon the scheduled high school plan, skip grades and apply for admission to Harvard.

Mr. Atobe is gratified that Atobe is so motivated. Originally, he didn't really support Atobe to live an ordinary campus life and play tennis with a group of boys of the same age, but he still respected Atobe's choice. Waste your talents.

Now Atobe can't wait to embark on the life path that the heir of the chaebol should have, but it is because of Baicun.

Atobe will give up tennis one day, not to mention not giving up tennis completely, his lover is an absolutely buggy sparring player, who can dodge the speed of bullets, not to mention the speed of tennis balls.

But to say that Atobe worked so hard to chase Baicun... It's a bit narrow, and it's more of a kind of edification. All the efforts Atobe has made are really for himself. own responsibility.

And Baicun doesn't need others to give him anything to do for him.

They are both men with independent thinking and a sense of responsibility. Spiritually, they can lean on each other, but in the material world, who needs to pay for whom for no reason.

They help each other when they are in trouble, and don't do unnecessary things. Their relationship is so transparent and pure.

Bai Cun's outstanding appearance and strange gray long hair, which is not concealed, made everyone at the airport recognize him as the protagonist of the movie "Angel of Killing" that was imported and screened in various countries, but no one dared to rely on the large number of people to come forward and watch. Even the three-meter radius where he was standing became a vacuum during the rush hour of the airport.

Only when Atobe's figure could no longer be seen, Bai Cun turned around and walked back quickly, picked up the phone that had been vibrating for a long time, and walked in a direction where everyone backed away and no one dared to stand.

Back at the headquarters of the underworld in Germany, the sudden riots in the Americas unavoidably made many people tense up and started to work, which made the originally empty floors lively.

Ajiujin managed well, and with the arrival of Baicun, the matter soon came to a rest.

Jiang Chenghuan, an idler whose power has been cut off, is idly playing online games in Ajiujin's office.

He didn't lift his head when he heard the door open: "Is your boss happy to be back?"

Ajiujin hangs up his coat meticulously, puts back the things messed up by Jiang Chenghuan in the office exactly to their original places, walks up to him, and watches the colorful special effects of moves flashing on the computer.

Silently waiting for Jiang Chenghuan to finish playing, Ajiujin pushed his wheelchair away and took him to the hospital for treatment.

Jiang Chenghuan put on a flattering face at the entrance of the hospital: "Surgery is such a troublesome thing, let's not treat it, okay?"

The reason why Jiang Chenghuan is so inactive is because he has an anti-anesthetic physique. In layman's terms, anesthetics don't work for him, so since Ajiujin knew him, every time he was seriously injured, he always had such a hard time before he was shot and retrieved. .

Without even saying "no", Ajiujin sent people into the ward without stopping.

Jiang Chenghuan signed the operation agreement, and went to Ajiujin non-stop for comfort.

In the bathroom, Ajiujin washed his hands carefully with a moderate flow of water, rubbed his fingers and finger crevices like a primary school student, then when he turned off the tap, he patted it and said thank you softly.

Jiang Chenghuan couldn't believe it, and was a little speechless: "You, are you a primary school student? You are too childish!"

Ajiujin said nothing indifferently.

Jiang Chenghuan knew that he was meticulous, meticulous, and cleanliness.He pointed to the faucet: "When did you have this habit? I haven't seen you do it at home."

Is it really a manly thing to say thank you to an item?

A Jiujin pushed him, and the bright windows in the dark corridor of the hospital smelled of disinfectant cast heavy light and shadows. The two of them walked in it as if they were walking in time. Jiang Chenghuan looked up at A Jiujin in a wheelchair, wondering if it was his psychology after seeing his childish side As a result, I feel that his cold appearance has eased a bit.

Jiang Chenghuan thought that Ajiujin would not answer.

"I used them, so I apologize or thank you." Ajiujin's tone was as calm as ever, "I told them about the fate of the items in the house earlier, so there is no need to say any more."

Jiang Chenghuan was flattered to hear him say so many words at once, and he couldn't quite understand his thoughts, but he couldn't stop nodding to express his agreement.

Using such a delicate word as "use" for objects is really... how Jiang Chenghuan can't say.

He was pushed into the consulting room again. Ajiujin should leave after hearing the doctor's description of his condition. When he passed by him, his eyes did not fall on him but he patted him on the shoulder.

The comfort of the indifferent person is so addictive that Jiang Chenghuan suddenly wants to hold that hand.

He still didn't move.

Should I thank you or apologize if I use it...

Jiang Chenghuan didn't look at his back when he went out, closed his gray-blue eyes, and only said to him in his heart, thank you.

I am sorry.

The development of space-time medicine was beyond Baicun's expectation. When the riots in the Americas subsided, someone there took the lead in contacting Baicun's surrender. On the day Baicun set off for the United States, Ajiujin brought Jiang Chenghuan, who could walk on crutches, to see him off.

Bai Cun still remembered the agreement with Atobu that Jiang Chenghuan would kill him as soon as his leg recovered.

But this request is not capricious by Atobe, presumably he has seen something to say this.

But the Jiang Chenghuan in front of Ajiujin was something Baicun had never seen in his past and present life... Cowardly.

It's rare that this kid dared to stare at Baicun when Ajiujin was talking to Baicun.

Bai Cun looked at him in a blink of an eye: "You are comfortable, Ajiujin is serving you so comfortably, isn't it?"

Jiang Chenghuan jumped behind Ajiujin on crutches without saying a word.

Bai Cun sneered and left.

Before boarding the private plane, Bai Cun frowned, it was like this again, with an ominous premonition.

But there is no turning back, this trip is imperative.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Ajiujin standing there waving to him, too far away to see his expression clearly, and Jiang Chenghuan behind him was still cowardly and did not show his head.

Bai Cun stretched his eyebrows, smiled knowingly, turned around and waved his hands, and rushed to America freely.

Since there are killers on the supposedly well-guarded special plane, it seems reasonable for the captain to let the plane crash into the Atlantic Ocean in a suicidal manner?

After a lot of tossing, he finally made an emergency landing at the destination, and it was no wonder that Bai Village was not easy. As a result, he was besieged and killed by the forces that originally planned for peace talks as soon as he landed. It is not difficult to guess.

Bai Cun flew to Nuevo Laredo, a city on the border between Mexico and the United States in North America in the early morning. It was already the early morning of the second day when he broke through the siege and contacted his subordinates.Being picketed by the leaders of the two countries, even if Baicun wins, he will lose a layer of blood, so he simply made a big noise and pushed it to the terrorist attack.

When Baicun finally got his way, half of the gangsters in Europe that had conquered hard work changed hands, which was reasonable and unexpected.

In the end, Baicun realized it too late and fell into a disadvantage. He had to embark on this journey of death, otherwise the territory of the American underworld would be desolate.

The shaking of the branches of China's root gene is a little unstable.

But no problem.What Baicun felt now was unprecedented excitement and fighting spirit.

Let's get into a mess, it's okay, he was tricked into a moment of carelessness and fell into a downturn, Bai Cun is not in a hurry, because there is no doubt that he will win in the end, it can only be him.

What Baicun was not surprised about was that half of the underworld in Europe changed hands and a series of unprecedented chaotic crises since Baicun took power all originated from one person-Jiang Chenghuan.

Jiang Chenghuan, reversed.

☆、Chapter four or four

In the middle of winter, with severe cold and light snow, Jiang Chenghuan can now move freely with only a thin stick for a period of time.

The thin metal stick in his hand was icy cold, the winter in Europe was a scenery he had never seen before, and he was in the tallest building in the center of the city, but he had no intention of admiring the snow-covered white in front of him.

He is waiting.

He didn't know if the person he was waiting for would attend the appointment or not, but he even came a few hours early.

It's really cold today, maybe the coldest in the whole winter, there are tiny fluffy snowflakes floating in the sky, dark clouds and mist cover the sun, he is wearing thick clothes, but I don't know if he is getting cold or something, migraine is suppressed Unable to stop, the pain in the left back of his head has been disturbing him day and night since he successfully won the power, making him uneasy.

Maybe it's because I haven't been so busy for a long time, so I took this opportunity to calm down my thoughts.

After hibernating for so long, Jiang Chenghuan succeeded, regardless of his illness, but he didn't enjoy himself much.

Then consider the pain.Jiang Chenghuan's family background can be described as noble, from small wins to big ones, there are no real losers, one loser, one loser, or muddle-headed fiasco.

Except Baicunye.

Jiang Chenghuan was so proud and arrogant, the moment his legs were crippled, he hated him so much that he didn't fake it, and the moment he learned that Bai Village's arrangement alone won him all the business in the United States, he didn't fake his strong respect and killing intent.Every meter he walks in a wheelchair is degrading his self-esteem. A person who refuses to admit defeat must show resignation and weakness...all of this must be paid back.

Jiang Chenghuan's insidiousness and cunning are not just for fun, he is indeed a conspirator.

Jiang Chenghuan from another time and space can see through the disguise of Bai Cun's superb acting skills at a glance. He himself is also very good at disguising and has insight into people's hearts.

In a certain way, he should also thank Bai Cun for forcing him to learn how to endure hardship and fear, and to forbear and hide.

It's a pity to say that the first time he met Ajiu Jinhe, he knew how he could win his favor and pretend to be weak.

Jiang Chenghuan stood motionless for a long time, his body was covered with snow, and there was movement behind him.

On the rooftop where no one stepped on, the snow was naturally cleared by no one, and it accumulated a thick layer, no matter how you stepped on it, the sound was not small.At this time, the sound of "squeaky" footsteps was surprisingly well-proportioned and regular, neither too fast nor too slow.

Jiang Chenghuan put away all kinds of thoughts and turned to face him, "I'm surprised that you are willing to come."

"Come to kill you to make up for my negligence."

The voice was so cold and light that Jiang Chenghuan felt strange.

The flat, monotonous and indifferent tone he had always thought was his most gentle voice.Jiang Chenghuan's head hurt even more, a throbbing physical pain.

This winter is indeed the coldest.

Ajiujin held a simple and lovely red carp kite in his hand, still covered his face with black hair, leaving only a green phoenix eye, calm and unwavering.

"Using a kite to communicate is very much like your hometown."

Jiang Chenghuan was a little irritated by the headache, but he was used to being patient. He used to endure the days when he didn't have anesthesia and couldn't block the pain.

But as if his body was against his mind, the words that came out of his mouth were very questioning: "Aren't you angry?"

Be lied to, betrayed, used, not angry?

"not angry."

Jiang Chenghuan had known for a long time that he was calm, but today he saw the cruelty of extreme rationality.

Jiang Chenghuan was annoyed as if he had been betrayed.

"Heh, aren't you going to kill me? There is no ambush here, and there is no help elsewhere."

Jiang Chenghuan spread his hands generously, instigated by pain nerves and burned by an unknown fire.

"You pretended to be a coward for nearly a year to lower the vigilance of me and everyone else. You won half of the underworld in Europe. You are afraid of pain and death." Ajiujin finally put on a curious expression that is much poorer than normal people, "Why? Take the risk to ask me out?"

A grain of snow fell into his eyes, Jiang Chenghuan bit the tip of his tongue, and returned to his senses.He laughed wildly, "I will live, and I will win by stepping on your corpse."

Hearing that Ajiujin was not surprised, as expected, he came to the appointment because of this life-and-death duel.

Gently put down the kite, shrinking his frozen fingers.Jiang Chenghuan, are you angry?If it had been earlier, you would have seen that I was suffering for you, but unfortunately my emotions could not last long.

It's very sad, Ajiujin can't control his emotions, he is absolutely rational.

When Jiang Chenghuan saw that he was holding a gun and opening the insurance, he looked normal, but Jiang Chenghuan didn't move, so he smiled meaninglessly.

Pointed at by him, Jiang Chenghuan walked towards him facing the black muzzle of the gun, threw away the thin metal stick and raised his hands as if surrendering, his footsteps were unsteady but firm, Ajiujin's inquiring eyes locked on him, and the finger on the trigger did not tremble at all.

Ajiujin didn't expect to be hugged by him without threat, so he took advantage of the opportunity to put the gun on his head on his shoulder.

Jiang Chenghuan smiled wryly, the point he shot at was exactly where his headache was. Am I cheap? The headache was actually relieved.

Ajiujin didn't understand him, so he tightened his fingers slowly. Regardless of whether he understood or not, he could kill this person by tightening his fingers, ending the confrontation between the European gangster Baicun faction and the rebel party, and atoning for his sins.

"I can't do it, Jiang Chenghuan."

So rigid tone, so gentle.

Ajiujin took the gun under his surprised and inexplicable sight, and put it on his temple. Not killing him would be tantamount to betraying Baicun, and suicide would also cause trouble for Baicun, but there was nothing he could do.

"From now on, take care of yourself."

This is actually the most perfect development in Jiang Chenghuan's ambition.

The Baicun forces that have not been conquered in Europe are temporarily under the overall management of Ajiujin.Bai Cun is stuck in America, once Ajiujin is lost, the European gangsters are like picking something out of a bag, and Ajiujin's death would be the best.

It could not be better.Isn't this what Jiang Chenghuan wanted, without a single soldier... He suddenly grabbed the hand holding the gun, and his knees, which were already suffering from cold and pain, were overwhelmed. Such movements made his body crooked and overwhelmed. Unprepared, Ajiujin threw his gun into the snow next to him.

"No need." How will I be better off if you die.

Jiang Chenghuan looked down at the person under him who finally had an obvious change in expression, and suddenly his whole body lightened up. The migraine that had tortured him day and night was clearly still there, but it seemed to have disappeared.

Ajiujin's black hair was scattered in the snow, revealing his handsome and pale face. The surprised expression and the unconscious warmth in his eyes made him a boy like his appearance.

Jiang Chenghuan was obsessed with willingness, and kissed his bloodless lips.

A smile appeared on Ajiujin's lips, he raised his hand to pinch the neck of the unscrupulous bastard on his body, turned over and pressed him, the two breathed together, Ajiujin sighed lightly on his lips, the cold weather made his breath condense into water mist, and was strangled Jiang Chenghuan, the lifeblood, smiled proudly, biting his tongue hard with his teeth...

Boss Baicun, what should I do if I can't refuse this insidious bastard.

How can I not betray you.

……

"Hey, pull up your pants and don't recognize anyone."

He never expected that one day he would say such a thing, but Jiang Chenghuan owed him that,

Putting on a thick coat to cover the hickey marks, wiping away the blood from the red and swollen lips, the waist hurts more than the head and knees combined, Jiang Chenghuan felt that he didn't want this old body anymore.

Seeing the ruthless Ajiujin disappearing behind the roof door without hesitation, Jiang Chenghuan gave up and lay on his back in the messy snow under his body, raised his hand with difficulty to cover his eyes, and could see the gray sky through his fingers. Snowflakes are falling lightly, what the hell is this...

He was picked up by someone ruthlessly at the same time he heard footsteps again, and put into a wheelchair covered with a thick blanket.

Jiang Chenghuan hugged the blanket into his arms silently in a daze, and buried his face in it. He was surrounded by warmth and softness at first, and the snowflakes that fell into his eyes tended to melt into water and melt out of the corners of his eyes.

sorry Sorry sorry.

Baicun received the news that Ajiujinhe's whereabouts were missing, and pulled out the tongue of the last dissatisfied person. The strong smell of blood made him wrinkle his nose. When he looked up, he saw the sunny day in San Francisco at noon outside. It was time to kill him. up.

In the early days of Harvard's spring enrollment, Bai Cun took a week off due to time constraints.

When Ajiujin lost his news, he returned immediately, and the tug-of-war of stalemate in Europe officially came to an end. With the return of the overlord, the dust will inevitably settle.

Jiang Chenghuan lost again.fiasco.

Bai Cun waved back the group of subordinates behind him, while there were only two people standing on the other side.

The opponent's escape route was cut off one by one, and it was impossible to escape.

As usual, Ajiujin pushed Jiang Chenghuan's wheelchair without any new injuries.

Bai Cun puffed up one cheek, and a lock of black and white intertwined hair was wrapped around his fingers. His clothes were torn a bit, and he had dark circles under his eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time after fighting in the front line for several days. He stood there decadently and casually, with a black skirt The red liquid flows down with the meat foam.

Now after several trials, Bai Village's aura is not so sharp, and he has become introverted and peaceful, with deep majesty, no one can see his threat.

"Akutsu, come here."

Ajiujin's whereabouts are unknown and chaotic European underworld forces, Baicun was able to learn about Ajiujin's news at the first time, and broke Jiang Chenghuan's arrangement with the help of God, all because Ajiujin did not betray.

Ajiujin walked over without giving Jiang Chenghuan a look.

Jiang Chenghuan tilted his head, closed his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Unwilling and fearful, Ajiujin's betrayal also made his heart tighten.But no regrets.He will never submit to others, no matter who makes him submit, what is the difference between not resisting and tamed domestic animals, this belief even allows him to overcome the fear and trembling of death.

Ajiujin, only Ajiujinhe, for him, Jiang Chenghuan didn't know what he could do.

Bai Cun raised his eyebrows: "Jiang Chenghuan, do you agree?"

Ajiujin stood half a step behind Baicun, his black hair covering his entire expression.

Jiang Chenghuan opened his eyelids, put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, raised his legs and smiled: "You won't keep me if you don't agree."

Bai Cun nodded in agreement, raised his gun, and did not aim deliberately, but the bullet would definitely not deviate from Jiang Chenghuan's heart: "Put a jackal by my side, although I am not afraid, it is not my style. It's time to die."

"You are really cute when you are kneeling and wearing sheep's clothing, but jackals who can't stand up are not so cute, and those with healthy limbs are not cute."

Biting the accent of the word "healthy", Bai Cun's eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Ajiujin who was gloomy and silent behind him.

Jiang Chenghuan sneered, stood up with a thin metal stick while supporting the armrest of the wheelchair, and kicked the wheelchair away. His mood was completely low. He didn't care about his heart that was at stake, and just stared at the loyal dog behind Baicun.

Ajiujin raised his gun at Jiang Chenghuan and pulled the trigger.

Jiang Chenghuan was leaning on a thin stick, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out from the force, and the cold sweat rolled down. He endured the pain of another shattered patella in his left knee and remained silent.

Sweat flowed into the eyelashes, Jiang Chenghuan couldn't care less and didn't have the strength to wipe them off, so he looked at A Jiujin's eyes in a daze.

I really can't see clearly, Ajiu Jinhe is so ruthless, but don't feel sorry for a scum like him.

Never.

Ajiu Jinsen's green pupils lost focus, and his pale face was indifferent.

He bent his back, lowered his head so low that he couldn't lower his head, and said the first words Bai Cun heard after seeing him: "I share the responsibility."

As he spoke, the muzzle moved to his left knee.

"Why are you responsible for me! Stop it!" Jiang Chenghuan had difficulty moving, and was so anxious that he almost fell.

Baicun didn't express his opinion, and Ajiujin shot without hesitation.

A shot went off.

Bai Cun blew at the muzzle where the bullet that knocked out his gun had just been shot, and instead of looking at the astonished Ajiujin, he fixed his gaze on Jiang Chenghuan.

Bai Cun threw away the gun with zero ammunition, turned around chicly with a flick of his remaining sleeves, and walked away with a slight smile.

On the surface, it is not serious, but what Bai Cun thinks in his heart is not very serious: the drama is so full, the two of you can be the protagonists.

They also betrayed each other, loved each other and killed each other, see if you two can do it.

Seeing Ajiujin's obsessive obsession, he couldn't help being melancholy, leaving Jiang Chenghuan with a meaningful sentence.

"Good calculation."

Jiang Chenghuan's frowning eyebrows relaxed, and his pupils shrank.

Ajiujin raised his head suddenly, and his uninjured knee gave way. He was very smart, but he only understood Bai Cun's words.

Jiang Chenghuan pulled out a scalpel blade and dug out the bullet in his left knee with a thin staff. No one around him could numb his pain.

He didn't know how to deal with the person on the other side, and after death, he became even more uneasy.

He took advantage of Akutsu.

Jiang Chenghuan expected Ajiujin's betrayal, and expected that he would stand behind Baicun at this time.Expected him to shoot twice, one for himself and one for him.

Then Bai Cunyin Ajiujin let him go.

Jiang Chenghuan knew clearly that he could not win against Baicun, so he had to pave the way and keep fighting with Baicun.

He has never believed in a battle that must be fought to the death. He is Xiang Yu who will cross the Wujiang River even in the face of the contempt and scorn of the world.

And Bai Village is famous for cutting grass and roots without leaving a way out, so the most effective and reliable way out is - Ajiu Jinhe.

Take advantage of Baicun's emphasis on Ajiujin.

Take advantage of Akutsu's feelings for him.

Isn't the damage now the smallest? He thought about it the moment he prevented Ajiujin from committing suicide.

No one died, except that he sat back in the wheelchair, and Ajiujin and Jiang Chenghuan were safe and sound.

He gave up fighting for Ajiujin.

Jiang Chenghuan can still be monitored by Ajiujin and work under Baicun, everything seems to be back to the original point...

It's different, Jiang Chenghuan can't lie to himself anymore.

Akutsu understands.

Jiang Chenghuan is despicable, cunning and insidious, taking advantage of everything.

Love begins with self-deception and ends with deceiving others.This is the romance in Jiang Chenghuan's eyes.

☆、Chapter four or five

Ajiujin walked towards Jiang Chenghuan, helped up the wheelchair, and also helped him: "Go back."

Jiang Chenghuan was surprised: "Aren't you angry?"

"Ah."

"Why?"

"People don't get angry with pigs."

"..." Jiang Chenghuan held his forehead, "Where is this pushing me?"

"hell."

"..."

After being stimulated, it can be restored to factory settings, completely turning into a ghost like when I first saw it, and there is no one else.

But Jiang Chenghuan was relieved, why he cared about A Jiujin, and still used this method that A Jiujin would find out sooner or later, wasn't it because people like them generally couldn't forgive deception and use.

Try another one that doesn't rub the sand in the eyes of honesty and love, breaks up every minute, and spreads abusive stories every day, how tiring it is.

So dark creatures don't need light, they can fall into darkness hand in hand.

Is it a loss for me to sacrifice myself because of unwarranted guilt...

Jiang Chenghuan still had a sad face on the surface, and he silently denied it. He taught his young partner a valuable conspiracy lesson.And I always feel that Ajiujin doesn't care on the surface, and his future life will still be difficult.

Then let's do it again, Jiang Chenghuan's strength is playing tricks and tricks, keeping his heart sad.

Another change of owner, it should be said that the property returned to their room in the original owner's building. Ajiujin thoughtfully cleaned the two of them, treated the wound for the wheelchair-bound person, and then settled accounts after autumn.

Jiang Chenghuan was staying upright on the sofa, and Ajiujin sat on his legs with his legs spread apart. His charming posture made his phoenix eyes more charming, and his expression became colder: "I will give you a chance to redeem your sins."

Jiang Chenghuan pursed his lips, and it really didn't end.

Don't get angry, but you can't show it, and don't take any losses. You really deserve to be brought out by your perverted boss.

With his index finger, Jiang Chenghuan pulled out a metal object from the seam of the wheelchair next to the sofa.

Dangles, sparkles, precious metals, rings.

Ajiujin's green pupils fluctuated slightly, he lowered his head, took the ring and put on his ring finger, staring at it for a long time.

Jiang Chenghuan's eyes were soft, and he didn't even realize that his migraine was no longer happening.

Ajiujin raised his head suddenly, with indifferent eyes, and punched Jiang Chenghuan in the face with his ring-wearing hand.

Jiang Chenghuan covered his bleeding nose, smiled wryly, and turned to a cheap smile, "Anyway, you've got it, and you're legally eligible to get married next year, right? We'll go get the certificate then."

"Do not."

Jiang Chenghuan just wanted to persuade a few words, we are all husband and wife.

"I can modify the information on my ID card and get it back for me tomorrow."

Jiang Chenghuan: "..."

It's simply evil and crazy!

Could this Nima be the legendary self-cultivation and self-contained skills of the attacker?

Jiang Chenghuan resolutely agreed with this hasty and reckless decision: "Okay."

I'm lame and old (not counting), so it's not bad to settle down and find a little fresh meat for the elderly.

Ajiujin laughed when he heard the words, Jiang Chenghuan couldn't bear his laughter, and leaned forward to kiss him in a daze again.

Jiang Chenghuan had nosebleeds all over his face and hands, and the cleanliness Ajiujin frowned, but he still didn't refuse.

Bai Cun asked for leave and delayed his trip to the university's meeting department. He and his lover were separated in two places. Under their noses, the two subordinates saw Tianxiu affectionately slapping Bai Cun's face like dog food. Can Bai Cun bear it?

Ajiujin was sent on a business trip, and Jiang Chenghuan stayed behind.

Successfully cured two people who were too good.Bai Cun didn't understand the brain circuits of the two of them with flawed brains and personality. After many betrayals and mutual abuse, they still received their certificates the next day. Could it be that playing love and killing each other is a newly popular way to show affection.

But don't let Baicun catch Jiang Chenghuan to make trouble again, no one will lose face next time, and he will definitely be killed.

Jiang Chenghuan's body was fractured and weak, and the family was formally taken care of, so he was powerless and unwilling to do things, and he couldn't do it. Maybe he won't in the future.

The foster father of the remaining half of Asia, he has come to negotiate peace.

The vision of the old man who has been in the underworld all his life is still the same as before.

Dominating the underworld is really refreshing. Although the follow-up management work is huge, after a few years it will officially enter the track, and Baicun will be able to concentrate on studying biology to solve the unsolved mysteries of human life.

Uncle Atobe sent a congratulatory message when he learned of the big changes in the underworld.

He also thinks that Bai Village is absolutely open, and it has dominated the country in just a few years.

It can only be said that he is a celestial wizard who mixes black and white, and made the world succumb to the protagonist's halo.

Baicun's enrollment was long overdue, and successfully joined forces with Atobe on the first day.

"elder brother!"

Atobe catches the lover who is flying towards him.