[Net King] Drama Boy

Take Atobe's kindness to him for granted.

Atobe was able to move his body, rubbed his shoulders, and touched his lover's cool and slippery hair. They all said that the hair was like brocade, and it looked like it, but Atobe felt like he was touching the cold scales of the black dragon.

"elder brother……"

"Call the name."

"Jingwu, thank you last night..."

"No thanks."

Baicun: Very strong.

Atobu's nose lingered with the scent of medicine, Shiramura's hair and the same shampoo smell as his, and the smell of blood that couldn't be washed off. Atobu was originally sensitive to five senses, so he could tell whether it was human blood or animal blood.

"Isn't it okay to tell me?"

"Ah."

Atobe's participation, and the Atobe chaebol are also inseparable, which will be a powerful boost.But the enemy is hiding in the dark. Bai Cun feels that he is fighting wits with the air, but also feels that they are all-pervasive. He has not caught any of them so far. It is difficult for him to ensure his own personal safety. The less he knows, the better good.

Bai Cun also wanted to take his time.

It is one thing to avenge his biological parents, and he will not let go of part of the truth when he learns, and it is another thing to act first.

Mostly, he totally enjoys fighting, becoming stronger, dominating, and chasing unknown behemoths.

Atobe knows that he is not a brave person, and he is useless without his help.

He habitually tapped the tear mole at the corner of his eye, the corners of his raised eyes were sharp and confident, and the brilliance in his blue eyes was even brighter.

He also needs to work hard, otherwise he won't be able to help his lover if he wants to make trouble.

Bai Cun was in pain all over his body, and it was so painful that he lay quietly on the bed and didn't want to move at all. In the end, he sat up slowly and stretched his heavy waist slowly. It took 5 minutes to get out of bed, and the walking speed was like that of an old man in his dying years, and a snail could overtake his car.

He led people to fight with the local forces who were stubbornly resisting the death in the end. He didn't remember much about the process. Sometimes the memory of the battle would be faulted, but he still remembered the command, anyway, he won in the end.However, overexcitement of movement and nerves is the end. After a night's rest, it is as dull as a sloth.

After this time, the underworld situation here has largely stabilized and can come to an end.

Atobe looked at him as if he saw a dangerous building crumbling.Atobe didn't go to help him, he believed that Baicun didn't really want to be taken care of as a child all the time.

So Baicun went to change the medicine, and he got up to take care of the real child.

"Is the child named?"

Seeing the baby flushed from sleep, Atobe went to wash up. In the bathroom, Shiramura was wrapping bandages around his body.

"Mustard, Shiramura Mustard."

Atobe paused: "I don't have good expectations."

Mustard, a humble annual, slightly slender thing.

"I copied it."

This body should have had this name in the first place, Bai Cun didn't bother to think about it.

The adoptive father in the previous life had a good literary talent, and his expectations for Baicun were fully reflected in the name, which meant that he was safe and easy to use.

Baicun bandaged up, put on his clothes, and searched for the scent to find food.

The servant who took care of the children happened to bring food.

Atobe and Baicun sat at the dining table and had a hearty Chinese meal.

Bai Cun asked straight to the point: "Has Jing Wu ever been attached to Mao Mao?"

Atobe's chopsticks almost fell off, and Hailan's eyes set off a stormy sea.

"What about Jingwu's body at that time?"

What Shiraura speculates is that Atobe and Maomao exchanged souls like he and his younger brother, but Atobe still had the meaning of possessing Maomao, but Maomao was not in Atobe's body at that time.

After all, Master Atobe's physical and mental condition is taken care of by someone specially assigned to him. Bai Cun lived with Master Atobe for a few days. There is definitely a clue that the soul in Atobe's body has turned into a cat, and Bai Village will not fail to see it.

After being shocked, Atobe laughed. Sure enough, he is a gorgeous guy. I like him and choose him, isn't it because he always surprises me?

You will never be bored with him.

"My uncle was fainted at that time, how could the cat occupy my body."

His tone was as arrogant as ever, he ate elegantly without raising the corners of his eyes.

Bai Cun fell into deep thought.

So where did the cat's consciousness go? It's still in the cat's body, or in the body of Atobu, but it can't control the human body.Also, it is the cat who touches the beads, so why is it related to Atobe, who is out of reach?

In the end, Baicun didn't take out the blue beads.

As expected, this unattractive bead is the root of all evil.

"I have to study hard!"

Atobe: "..."

How to come to this strange conclusion, the thinking jump is so big.

Bai Cun thought that if he was an expert in biology and science, he might be able to understand the principle of this bead and many things.

"It's decided, I want to take the Harvard Biology Department."

"as long as you are happy."

After eating, Bai Cun walked slowly around the house for a walk, even though his whole body was hurting, he still had to move actively, the wounds became more and more uncomfortable the more he rested.

Let’s forget about the Harvard Entrance Exam this year, it’s only a few days away, let’s have a good Chinese New Year, there’s still time before the Chinese New Year...

"Today is Chinese New Year."

Atobe: "Yes."

Bai Cun: "..."

Busy dizzy.

Forget it, but it's been a year.

Atobe sits on a carved wooden chair by the window and flips through a book with one hand supporting his head. Atobe likes to bask in the sun, and the sun is especially attached to him. He is especially noble, elegant, majestic and solemn when he is bathed in the warm winter sun.

She doesn't want to talk to anyone, and when she responds lightly, she is noble and glamorous, like a queen.

Shiramura managed to see Atobe's attributes.

Bai Cun was repeatedly called by his subordinate Jia, so he had to think about his own attributes while holding the computer to deal with follow-up affairs.

"Brother, what do you like about me?"

Atobu didn't lift his head: "Face."

Bai Cun: "..."

On the computer, Bai Cun sent his subordinate B an email with the subject of "Guidelines on How to Squeeze Out the Value of Fake Submissive Wall Weeds and Kill All of It" with a sad and sad face: "Shallow man, break up."

Atobe turned a page and took a pen to write down some insights under the meaningful sentence.

"Brother, how did you convince your parents?"

"My uncle asked my mother to convince my father."

Bai Cun: "..."

Bai Cun sent an email to subordinate C with the subject "How to kill the undercover subordinate B who was responsible for killing the defectors", and said in a sad and angry voice: "You have changed, let's separate for a while."

Atobe turns a page and leaves a bookmark in the previous chapter, so that you can only read the essence when you review it later.

"Brother, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Psychopathy."

Bai Cun: "..."

Excessive.

Bai Cun fell silent, and sent an email to ask his subordinate Ding to make an appointment with a famous doctor on this side of the road, and said in a low voice, "My illness can't delay you, it doesn't matter if you leave me."

Atobe closed the book, took a sip of tea, and leisurely looked up at the misty mist, the sparkling lake, and the snow-capped mountains to rest his eyes.

After being with Baicun for a long time, his psychological quality and eloquence have come out.

☆、Chapter Thirty

On the night of the Chinese New Year, Baicun took the baby away, very irresponsible and ruthless, saying that he came back this time mainly to ask about the Jibu and the cat.

Originally, he wanted to stay with the Ministry for a few more days, but he received news that the dead body of the cat was gone.

On the day he witnessed his parents committing suicide, Baicun contacted his Japanese subordinates to recover the cat's body. The recovery was done, but the body was still missing.

The parents' bodies were nothing but ashes, the bombed car was nothing special, and the cat's body was stolen without leaving any clues, but this can be regarded as one of the few traces left by the mysterious organization.

And, this also made Baicun affirm that the evidence his parents wanted to seal up was their own corpse.

It's just not clear whether everyone who has been in contact with the blue beads has that kind of evidence.

What exactly is this bead?

Rather than exchanging souls, it is better to say that people's consciousness can be projected onto each other, regardless of the limitations of time, space and species.

This is a very critical and important thing. Is it the only one in the world? Do they know that this thing is on him.

What will happen to him if he knows?

Miraculously, Bai Cun did not delay the progress of the crew, and at the beginning of the year the whole crew moved to the United States for filming.

Before the film crew went to the United States, Bai Cun took full control of the power of the foster father and the mainstream underworld in the country.

Of course, he didn't try to go to the United States with the crew for the reason of "don't want to cause trouble to others".

The influence of the father-in-law is an old-fashioned force that is traditional and conservative and even upholds righteousness. It dominates the underworld in the East as a hegemony, but it is very weak overseas in the West.

And the reason why Bai Village dared to claim that piece of land without a foundation was because of Jiang Chenghuan.

It was said that Jiang Chenghuan was driven to the United States by his elder brother like a bereaved dog. Bai Cun didn't believe it. On the contrary, his people finally got some information about him.

Similar to what he heard in his previous life, the rumors of Jiang Chenghuan's counterattack from the underworld.

The production crew successfully arrived in San Francisco. Bai Cun had just arrived, and he didn't plan to contact Jiang Chenghuan for the time being.

Baicun began to study.

In addition to self-study courses, I wrote an autobiography for the role I played, and I looked like a normal person in peace.

There are new actors in this stage of the show, a young actor who plays a middle-aged man and woman and two children in the main family.

At this stage, Bai Cun had a lot of scenes with the actor who played the eldest son who was obsessed with him in the play, so he came to say hello to Bai Cun.

This actor is in high school and is a Chinese child star. It is not an easy opportunity to play this role. I am a little prejudiced and jealous of the Japanese boy who plays the leading role, and I am not bad.

He stumbled and introduced himself to Bai Cun in Chinese-style Japanese: "Hello, I, my name, my name is Yan Qingcen, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Baicun's black hair was lengthened, and the charming curve of the back was spread to the waist and hips. The exposed half of the face made people daydream in vain. At this time, he was holding a large book and wearing silver-rimmed glasses. He was gentle, calm, and elegant. Lian, Yan Qingcen felt that this Japanese boy had the charm of an ancient Chinese literati.

Yan Qingcen didn't get a reply for a long time but didn't notice it. It wasn't until he met those clear and bright black eyes that he realized that he had been staring at him. At the same time, he had no doubts about the aesthetics and casting of the director and screenwriter.

He had only seen this beauty before.

"Good name."

The voice and appearance are simply produced under the name of God and refined.

Yan Qingcen was silently nympho for a moment, and instantly spurned herself, the other party was a man, a man, a man.

Hey, he speaks Chinese?He didn't have an accent yet, and even his own Mandarin sounded like a scumbag from the Northeast. Yan Qingcen defined the other party as a master in his heart, and added five favorability points to the other party because of his Chinese language.

"Thanks for the compliment, the name was given by my grandfather." Yan Qingcen saw the beauty listening to him carefully, and added that the other party was from another country, so he unconsciously spoke in the most standard Mandarin in his life, and said politely: "Grandfather said the name. Upright, people will not be mean."

Arai, passing by the lounge, saw the new kid talking to Bai Cun cautiously. He couldn't understand Chinese, but he had no doubt that another person was deceived by Bai Cun's appearance.

Arai looked at him with pity for the last time, then went back the same way with a straight face, and walked into the dressing room.

Director: "It's a bet, it's a bet! I have no regrets in the bet, I'm sure I'll leave!"

Makeup artist: "One day! I bet one day!"

Drama Manager: "Two days! That kid is quite likable, he can last a while!"

Screenwriter: "Too naive..."

Does Baicun show his true nature and choose a partner? He only depends on his mood.

Arai and the screenwriter said in unison: "Today!"

Bai Cun: "I also bet on today."

Everyone: "..."

Yan Qingcen followed behind Baicun with a broken expression on his face.

Bai Cun sat lazily on the dressing table that became a gambling table, with the index finger of his left hand twirling his silver-rimmed glasses without lenses, his long hair curled up with his right hand, his toes pointing to the ground, and no one gave him a look.

Yan Qingcen: What is the point of wearing glasses without lenses?

Bai Village: Pretending to be a cultural person.

Director Sato: "Uh...I'm also here to liven up the atmosphere..."

Bai Cun nodded approvingly, moved his index finger slightly to throw his glasses aside, jumped off the dressing table, walked to the door, and said cheerfully to the crew who had just started to work, "Director Sato, in order to create a good atmosphere for the crew—— Please eat tonight! Big! Meal!"

Director Sato shed tears of regret when he heard the cheers from all directions of the crew.

Director Sato did not dare to resist Bai Cun, and the others retreated first under the leadership of Arai.

Yan Qingcen held up the broken silver-rimmed spectacle frame on the ground, his elegant and ancient beauty...

Bai Cun hooked his fingers.

Director Sato reluctantly walked over.

Shiramura's arm rested on Director Sato's shoulder and slowly tightened.

"The director is so generous. I have been in the group for so long and caused everyone a lot of trouble. In this way, I will contribute half of the capital and I will decide the location, okay?"

Conspiracy, this demon definitely has a conspiracy.

Director Sato, whose neck was tightened by his elbows and gradually lost his breath, broke out in the desire to survive: "Okay! Great! Let's do it!"

"The director is really empathetic."

"...ha, haha,...um."

Yan Qingcen was dumbfounded.

I understood.

Why don't you avoid me?I don't want to know the inside story, I don't want to be silenced, please avoid it, okay!

So-and-so restaurant in San Francisco.

The crew felt a little guilty.

Although I don't know much about the restaurant, and I don't understand the name, but I can tell from the facade that it is not like a high-quality and cheap public restaurant where a large group of people eat.

"This needs to be booked a week in advance..."

Bai Cun listened to the report from the earphones and signaled Director Sato to come on.

Director Sato: "...I have an appointment, everyone come in..."

He slandered Bai Village in his heart, and even made an appointment in advance, absolutely forcing a conspiracy.

Everyone shouted "Long live the director", but they were not polite at all when ordering food.

Bai Cun saw that everyone in the crew had finished eating and drinking, so he didn't eat any food, so he turned and went to the bathroom.

He himself has always been the focus of the crew because of his beauty and personality, but when he hides his breath, very few can notice him sneaking.

A subordinate sent a message that Jiang Chenghuan had arrived.

Bai Cun squatted on the smelly bathroom toilet and took out the PSP... and played the spicy chicken pure love strategy game of Akutsu last time.

"The characters in the game are still so hard to describe."

"Aren't these options really psychiatric test questions?"

"If only I could hit someone..."

Baicun didn't really go to the toilet, and the cubicle door was not locked.

Someone opened the compartment door.

A tall and handsome man with red hair, gray-blue eyes like a Siamese cat, and a dark blue suit, he looks like a dog.

Jiang Chenghuan.

It didn't follow the script, Bai Cun wanted to go out and meet him later, but he came to his door.

"Yo, cute kitten~"

He speaks the same Chinese as Baicun, with a soft voice, and still looks like that.

He can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, but he is a ruthless and ruthless person who is romantic but not obscene.

"My name is Bai Cunye. How about you?"

Jiang Chenghuan was vigilant. He thought it was a cute child when he heard the voice outside the door.Facing a stranger in front of her eyes, Yan Xiao Yan Yan reported her name...

Jiang Chenghuan straightened his body leaning forward, his muscles tensed secretly, and his tone was still unserious: "What, are you lost? Chinese kitten."

Bai Cun saw his reaction in his eyes, smiled and said politely: "Do you care?"

"Crazy, you spy on people going to the bathroom. Do you understand the rules of reporting your name and making an appointment?"

Jiang Chenghuan: "..."

Could it be that this child is a smile paralyzed?

"Jiang Huan." Jiang Chenghuan, who let go of his guard but still gave his pseudonym, smiled and said, "How old are you, you have a hot temper, and you still want to fight?"

The boy picked up the PSP and looked at him contemptuously: "Stop talking nonsense, one-on-one or group fight?"

"Oh~ then come to my box, 1V1~"

Despite Jiang Chenghuan's abductive tone, Bai Village followed him as if he would not admit defeat.

Jiang Chenghuan's table is quiet and luxurious for two people, with elegant environment and soundproof room.There was already a beautiful woman with a variety of styles waiting impatiently on the seat.

Gentleman Jiang Chenghuan helped the beautiful lady who complained in French, kissed the back of her hand lightly, and said in French, "I'm sorry, please go back."

The seemingly brainless French beauty glanced at the young man behind Jiang Chenghuan, and walked away arrogantly with knowledge and interest.

"Isa is still so smart." Jiang Chenghuan said with emotion, and asked Baicun to take a seat instead.

Jiang Chenghuan admired the beauty on the opposite side, he really didn't expect such an unexpected surprise today, so he picked up a top quality one at random, it looks fourteen or fifteen years old, it is the most delicious age, and its temper is also cute.

"Okay, how do you want to play?"

Jiang Chenghuan, who wanted to play with the child opposite him, heard the other party spit out Sen Liang's words with an innocent expression.

"I told you, Yue Zhan."

The young man's smiling eyes were bright.

"Fate as a contract, a battle of life and death."

Jiang Chenghuan touched the gun in his lower back.

The young man lowered his smile and pretended to be thinking.

"However, you can play."

As he said that, as if he could see through, his beautiful fingers touched the gun that Jiang Chenghuan was holding tightly in his hand hidden under the table across the table.

"Play this."

Jiang Chenghuan listened to that beautiful and steady voice, with cold sweat running down his back, sighing in his heart that he was careless, without revealing anything on his face, and said relaxedly: "I will accompany you to the end."

The teenager was very pleasantly surprised, like a child meeting a playmate who was in tune.Jiang Chenghuan didn't see his movements clearly, but only heard the delicate and cumbersome tableware and tablecloths clattering to the ground, and the food, red wine and ice cubes were scattered all around the ground, making it a mess, looking like a battlefield.

There was nothing left on the fuchsia tabletop—a revolver.

After Jiang Chenghuan put the gun in his hand back to his waist, Russian roulette...

This kid is crazy.

Jiang Chenghuan's hands trembled a little, but he calmed down quickly: "Let's start."

The young man tilted his head and smiled: "Well...it's a bit dangerous, isn't it?"

Jiang Chenghuan was frank.

Heart: more than a little...

"Come in another way, or the classic version will be too boring."

The young man on the other side was simply in high spirits.

The interesting version is definitely more dangerous. Jiang Chenghuan's heart is cold, thinking about the possibility of subduing the opponent with force and guns.He is still very angry. If he could, he would have killed the top-quality young man in front of him long ago. After all, beauties have their lives to enjoy, but it's a pity that he has given enough power to him, and he can't beat him...

"How would you like to play?"

Jiang Chenghuan's tone was not good, and Baicun sighed. The other party's emotions were too obvious, and he was still too young. He will be more interesting after more than ten years.

Bai Cun picked up the black pistol in the middle of the dining table, took out a carving knife, carved six numbers on the outer wall of each bullet slot, and threw a bullet to the opposite table.

Bai Cun reminded: "Remember that you put the bullets in the number slot."

Jiang Chenghuan filled one of the six magazine slots with a bullet, turned the wheel, and returned the magazine to its place, with skillful and smooth movements.However, he was unavoidably depressed. Even with a gun in his hand, he didn't feel that he could kill the person facing him. This feeling of powerlessness made him almost suffer from migraines.

"What is this for?"

The boy stretched out his hands, the palms were slender and slender with traces of oil paint, a pair of soft and weak hands.

"Isn't it that you feel very upset that you were involved in such a life-and-death scene for no reason."

Jiang Chenghuan put the revolver in his outstretched hand, and his expression was self-evidently stinky.

"So please forgive me, I keep shooting myself." In Jiang Chenghuan's eyes looking at the lunatic, Bai Cun said slowly: "Only you know which magazine slot the bullet is in. And if I can guess which gun is bullet, then this bullet will be sent into your skull."

Jiang Chenghuan just touched the gun. He has touched the gun for so many years, the gun is fine, the bullets are fine, and he remembers which bullet slot the number is in.

Jiang Chenghuan couldn't believe it. The lunatic said he was going to shoot himself to see which slot the bullet was in.

"I won't stop you if you want to commit suicide."

The revolver was single-action, and Shiramura held the hammer down with his hand, and now, pulling the trigger had a one-in-six chance of killing someone.

"You will lose."

The boy said as he casually put the gun to his temple.

Jiang Chenghuan's pupils shrank, he was serious.

Jiang Chenghuan was flustered by his confident and calm attitude. If this lunatic really didn't die, then he was the one who died!

What the hell did he pick up casually!

I will never be a cheap hunter again.

At least look at the attributes of beauty.

Jiang Chenghuan stared at the gun in his hand, his gray-blue eyes settled into a dark color, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned back on the back of the chair with his eyes wide open, rubbing his thin lips with fingers irritably.

Bai Cun knocked his gun on the table in frustration, and said dissatisfiedly, "You wear glasses because you are short-sighted!"

Jiang Chenghuan was so embarrassed that he blushed and yelled back: "I am farsighted!"

Bai Cun: "..."

Jiang Chenghuan took out the contact lens case from his bosom, paused for a while, and pulled out a delicate monocle from the chest pocket of the suit, which is the kind of Western monocle with only one round lens.

Ten seconds passed.

Jiang Chenghuan hesitated.

"Cut." Bai Cun disdainfully helped the indiscriminate choice difficulty to make a choice, "Wearing contact lenses now is not particularly unreasonable, and it also destroys the atmosphere of our life-and-death duel, which is unexpected."

"Oh yes..."

Jiang Chenghuan picked up the monocle and looked carefully at the numbers on the bullet slot.

Bai Cun lifted the gun back to his temple with his mouth curled up in displeasure.

After seeing Jiang Chenghuan's expression, Bai Cun's index finger holding the gun moved.

A sound.

Jiang Chenghuan didn't even see the boy's eyelashes trembling.

air.

Bai Cun smiled and changed his hand to hold the gun.

It is easier said than done to know that emotions are invisible.

Next shot.

air.

There are 43 muscles on the human face that can be combined into tens of thousands of exaggerated or subtle expressions.

Change your hand and shoot again.

air.

Even with neurological facial paralysis, there are still body movements and eye pupils.No one can manage not to reveal what is on their minds.

Next shot.

Under Jiang Chenghuan's staring eyes, the young man's hand moved far away to the center of his eyebrows.

With a proud and predictable attitude.

"you lose."

The slot number is 5.

The bullets are at 5.

☆、Chapter [-]

The dining table used for dining was empty, and the smooth purple red wood surface reflected the luxurious light of the crystal chandelier overhead, and the ground around the dining table was messy with cups and plates.

Sitting neatly on both sides of the dining table, there is no atmosphere of tit-for-tat at all.

Because one side is at an absolute disadvantage.

Jiang Chenghuan faced life and death many times in his life, and he was not made to be more open-minded and fearless. On the contrary, the more he dealt with death, the more he cherished his life.That kind of fear is a biological instinct, a natural one.

And the one opposite Jiang Chenghuan is not human.

The teenager definitely knew his real name, who he was.

"Are you going to negotiate terms or kill me?"

"Of course I'm trying so hard to talk to you from the bottom of my heart."

Jiang Chenghuan was made really uncomfortable by his reproachful expression, this is really *heart* heartbreaking.

At any rate, he saved his life, but it also took time.

The boy stood up, turned the gun leisurely, stepped on the chair and stepped on the dining table, and the small dining table walked in front of Jiang Chenghuan in two steps.

"Do you know?" The young man sat mysteriously on the table next to Jiang Chenghuan, leaning over to approach him, "I knew about you early in the morning. I came here half a month ago, and I just saw you here today. What do you think is the reason? "

Jiang Chenghuan's hands and feet were cold, and at this moment, the delicate and beautiful thing he breathed and heard was a colorful Burmese python that chose to eat people.

What could be the reason, thanks to him still procrastinating here, wondering where all his incompetent subordinates are going to die and not come to rescue them Boss is in trouble.

It turned out that he was dragged, and he was alone and helpless.

People have already set up the situation and waited for him.

In response to what he thought, the door of the room opened, and the other subordinate handed in a handwritten document.

"You can know a lot of things by seeing this sign, right?"

The boy showed him the black mark at the footer of the document.

One of the underworld gangs in Zhenshan, Japan and even Asia.

He should have thought a long time ago that this Chinese kid who speaks the Chinese surname Bai Cunye is the newly adopted son and sole heir of the old man of the Japanese underworld, Bai Cunye.

At that time, he was fighting with his elder brother and was in a predicament. He was preparing to go abroad, so he had no time to meet Bai Cunye, and he had no way to get specific information about him.

The old fox's hand finally reached out to the west, how could He De, a rising middle-level underworld force, be missed by him.

"Cooperation, yes, why bother?"

Jiang Chenghuan pushed aside the barrel of the gun that was stuck between his eyebrows at some point, and the young man sat beside him on the edge of the table, dangling his legs in boredom.

Just like an innocent child.

"Of course, it's to see if you have the guts to cooperate with us." The young man sighed disappointedly, "We can only cooperate if you pass the qualification, and the consequence if you fail is—annexation."

Jiang Chenghuan still underestimated the other party's ambition, not only didn't want to start a steady and steady cooperation first, but also came up with the latent purpose of annexation.

Annexing his power rashly is nothing, the key is that this level of Asian power has quietly infiltrated without a high-sounding reason. Such a big fanfare will definitely arouse strong rejection from the underworld here, who will not hesitate to hurt the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred confrontation.

"You are killing yourself."

The young man tilted his head, the sadness in his eyes flashed away, and murmured: "That one is old."

This sentence alone is enough for Jiang Chenghuan to make up his mind. The old man is a late hero, and he refuses to accept his old age and makes such a muddled decision. The faint suspicion in his heart disappears.

In fact, he was right in his suspicion. Bai Village was just pretending to make Jiang Chenghuan unable to rise up against him. The prestige of his father-in-law is still so good.

Bai Cun suddenly stuffed the gun barrel into his mouth, and a gun equipped with a silencer appeared in his other hand, making two soft beeps.

Jiang Chenghuan's wailing and screaming were partially blocked by the gun barrel... Fortunately, the room was soundproof.

Two shots from Baicun shattered his two patellas, and his knees were disabled. With the medical science of this era, he will have to rely on a wheelchair in the future. With the development of medical science, he may be able to stand up on crutches in a few years.

Jiang Chenghuan quickly gritted his teeth to stop his voice, his face was pale, cold sweat rolled down, and his head was bowed deeply.

After a long time, the voice squeezed out of the throat is simply not human beings: "I surrender."

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.A man can bend and stretch.

Jiang Chenghuan's wildness and arrogance are not as fragile as his patella.

Bai Cun respected him as a man.

He must deeply feel the fear of death, the gap in strength, the oppression of momentum, the torment of pain, and the mutilation of his body. Only then can Jiang Chenghuan, a man, surrender temporarily.

The most important thing is to ignite Jiang Chenghuan's desire to conquer and make him want to continue playing with Baicun. Otherwise, there is a [-]% chance that this man would rather be broken than whole, and he will lose to Baicun.

From now on, Jiang Chenghuan will always want to overwhelm and defeat Baicun, and when working under him, he will always inflate fear and hatred that discredits his dignity. If he doesn't kill him, he will never be able to leave him.

But once Baicun wins him, there will be another time, making him unable to turn over forever.

Unknowingly, Jiang Chenghuan obeyed Bai Cun's guidance and completely fell into the net he wove.

In order to accurately manipulate his psychology, Bai Cun investigated and thought about his behavior, planning tonight for a long time, no more, no less, half a month here.

Most of Jiang Chenghuan's subordinates were held back by a hacker under Baicun who tampered with the code of his distress signal.

Jiang Chenghuan is a smart man, didn't he find those irreparable doubts in the whole thing?

He didn't find it.

Bai Cun fired three empty shots at himself, changing his hand and direction every time he fired a shot. Even though Jiang Chenghuan had received anti-hypnosis training, under the many psychological gaps and tense atmosphere created by Bai Cun from the beginning of the meeting, his There is a gap in the heart, and there is no reason why this little hypnosis to dispel doubts should not be successful.

In fact, half of his main force is dealing with the old man and other potential heirs in Japan, and the other half is in China to stabilize the newly conquered country.

To hold back Jiang Chenghuan's subordinates, there are barely enough people in Bai Village.

Today's game is almost entirely a 1V1 sitcom.

Empty glove white wolf.

The risk is the risk, but after he finished the scene today and left this door, he has the first chess piece to conquer the underworld here.

earned it?

Next, as long as the contact between Jiang Chenghuan and his subordinates is properly isolated, even if Jiang Chenghuan knows that there is no one here after Baicun takes over his power, it will be too late.

Big win.

In addition, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but it is not too late for a hypocrite to take revenge even in another time and space.

The revenge of the seven-day little black house is not due to the hypocrisy of Baicun's hypocritical character shaped by his adoptive father.

What's more, it was much easier to control Jiang Chenghuan when he was hospitalized. Bai Cun waved a small handkerchief tearfully and sent him into the ambulance.

Then he turned his head and explained to the crew and director after dinner: "My relative in the US is hospitalized, and I have to ask for a few days off."

Director Sato nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Baicun delayed the planning process, but he paid for all the meals and didn't mess with the crew. Sato was very grateful. You know, when he saw the bill, he almost thought he had no money for the movie. made a bid.

It has to be said that Jiang Chenghuan's subordinates are still capable, and it took Baicun a long time to subdue Jiang Chenghuan's influence.

Bai Cun was so busy conquering the stars and the sea that he almost forgot his younger brother who was fostered by Assistant Arai.

After the situation stabilized, Baicun took his younger brother back to his stronghold.

Arai reluctantly said: "When you don't have time, bring Xiaojie to me. I have never seen such a cute and cute child."

"Eh?" Bai Cun tilted his head, "And me?"

"How are you?"

"Don't you think I'm number one in the world, super cute and cute?"

Arai: "..."

Go and stir up the wind and the rain and don't come back.

"Go back to the crew as soon as possible, and you are the only one missing."

Baicun took the baby, Xiaojie looked at him blankly, he reached out to touch his soft and tender cheek, and said to Arai: "Well, let's do it now."

"...you always want to come out."

"It's just a little free for a while."

"Hi hi, little ancestor."

After Arai went out to contact the director, only Shiraimura and Xiaojie were left in the room.

This is Baicun's temporary residence in this country. Although it is luxurious and safe, he lives in a very uncomfortable place. There is no environment he can trust, and he has to keep an eye on him when he sleeps.

Someone knocked on the door and came in, presenting a file.

I still remember being called mentally ill by my brother, so Bai Cun made an appointment with a doctor to check his body.

Psychology is not checked.

It seems to be putting the cart before the horse. This is not the point. The point is that this inspection really found a problem.

Bai Cun carefully read the text in the file sent across the ocean from China.

Burn it peacefully after reading it.

The content inside can make anyone shocked and suspicious of life.

After the physical examination, Bai Cun found that something was wrong with his body, so he asked people to check Bai Cunye before the exchange. With mental preparation, he contacted the medical examination report to confirm the conjecture, and came to a completely different truth, which was unavoidable.

The little mustard in his arms stared at the paper with its eyes, and made a "babble" as if it understood it.

Bai Cun sent an email to the subordinate who helped him make an appointment with the doctor.

Main idea: Kill the doctor and all possible insiders.

And inform all the personnel involved in the Lanzhu incident to stop the investigation and return to their respective places.

Fully investigate the events before the car accident of Bai Cunye's parents.

After Baicun finished all this, he held Xiaojie up high, Xiaojie didn't smile or get scared, just remained blank.

"Actually, don't you understand?" Bai Cun asked in an affirmative tone.

Xiaojie's round eyes blinked slowly, and her cute little head nodded slightly.

"You are considered an elder brother." Bai Cun held the baby safely in his arms, "But now I am an elder brother, and my elder brother will protect you."

Xiaojie yawned, tilted his head indifferently, and stared at Baicun's fingers with his big black eyes.

Bai Cun knew that he was looking at his hands with traces of paint that had been painted for more than ten years.

"It's hard not being able to hold a paintbrush. Be patient for a while."

Xiaojie smiled, revealing her empty pink gums.

The Lanzhu incident and Baicun are not investigated for the time being, but the original intention of becoming stronger will not be delayed and the expansion of power will not be delayed.

Because the investigation of the Lanzhu incident was suddenly stopped, Baicun also felt very uncomfortable, so it would return to being boring.And Baicun suddenly discovered that it was interesting to have sex with each other.