a little bit

Qiao Qiao came out of the reception room. He walked slowly to the garage and got into the jeep.

After driving out slowly, the prison guard at the gate greeted him, and Qiao Qiao smiled at him.

He drove the car a certain distance and stopped along the roadside isolation strip. He really couldn't wait, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Gao Qian's number.

After three rings, Gao Qian answered.

Qiao Qiao asked directly, "Do you know the relationship between Xingxin and Duan Yirong?"

"Duan Yirong? The young master of the Duan family? Let me check it for you." Gao Qian tapped the keyboard with one hand, and squinted his eyes to scan Duan Yirong's bad experience. After about 2 minutes, he said to Qiao Qiao: " It really has something to do with it, they are college classmates, they were in the same school when they were studying abroad, but Duan Yirong committed some crimes and was dismissed by the school, so he came back a year earlier."

"Did something happen?" Qiao Qiao pursed his lips. He couldn't figure out why Xingxin asked him to find Duan Yirong. On the other end of the phone, Gao Qian asked him what was wrong. Qiao Qiao came back to his senses, paused for two seconds, and said to him : "I have to go and meet this Duan Yirong."

"Are you going to see him? He is not so easy to meet." Gao Qian frowned, "How do you want to see him?"

Qiao Qiao pointed the steering wheel with his index finger, he suddenly smiled, the sunlight outside the car window fell wantonly on his face, and the clouds of sorrow dissipated, he said: "Gao Qian, do you still remember the first time you saw me, I was What's it like?"

what does it look like

Gao Qian looked at the mid-air and recalled, long curly hair, short black skirt, and red lips with heavy makeup, swaying step by step, walked in front of him. He drank some wine at that time, looked at the woman in front of him, and looked at the woman in front of him. illusion.

Gao Qian paused, and said, "Looks like a woman."

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The venue at the Heiqiao Bar was extremely lively today, men and women, all clustered together, not for anything else, but because of the big beauty in the middle of the dance floor.

With long curly hair, short black skirt, and red lips with heavy makeup, the dancing woman attracted many people's attention when she entered the dance floor.

Duan Yirong is a frequent visitor of Heiqiao, he can't stand loneliness, he likes to make friends, although most of them write about friends, which are useless and flattering, but Duan Yirong just likes to listen.

This night too, on the second floor of Heiqiao, a large room was reserved, and a bunch of people were called in. Several groups of people got together, hugged each other, and some rolled directly onto it.

Duan Yirong looked at the door and waited for a while, but he didn't see anyone coming in. He was a little disappointed. At this moment, the door was opened, and a tall man walked in. Duan Yirong immediately closed his eyes when he saw the man. With a straight face, "Luo Kuang, why are you here?"

Luo Kuang walked towards him slowly, took two steps, and sat next to Duan Yirong, not too far away, he said: "I didn't want to come, what should I come to the party of you young masters? "

Duan Yirong snorted when he saw that he was lukewarm, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

This Luo Kuang was hired by their family, it was not cheap to call out once, and his attitude was extremely bad, Duan Yirong took a sip of wine, feeling upset.

The room was a bit stuffy, and the downstairs was so lively, he glanced at Luo Kuang who was sitting beside him drinking.

Luo Kuang turned his head, his eyes were like two small knives, and he swished towards Duan Yirong. Duan Yirong didn't know how he had provoked him, so he pouted and stood up suddenly. A few friends who were playing beside him, Looking at the young master inexplicably, "Master Duan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's bad luck here, go down and look around." Duan Yirong snorted coldly and walked out, when the door closed there was a "snap", and there was a thud.

The people in the room gave a "puchi" smile, "This young master really has a big temper."

Luo Kuang listened to the ridicule, tilted his mouth, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and smiled lazily.

Duan Yirong walked downstairs to the dance floor, looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, he pushed aside the crowd, and walked towards a woman in a short black skirt.

The lights in the bar were flickering, Qiao Qiao raised his jaw slightly, he watched Duan Yirong slowly walking towards him, a familiar sense of hunting made his adrenaline surge, and excitement was born spontaneously.

Duan Yirong walked up to Qiao Qiao, he took a glass of wine and handed it to him, "Beauty, would you like to drink a glass of wine?"

The big beauty in a black dress and red lips was still dancing on the dance floor just now, but when she came out, she immediately attracted a lot of attention, and everyone wanted to strike up a conversation.

It's just that once the beauty finished dancing, she just sat there, without smiling or speaking, looking at her surroundings with a blank expression, as if she knew everything, which really made people afraid to go up.

But they didn't expect that Duan Yirong, that scumbag, would take the lead.

Everyone watched intently, and their eyes fell on this beautiful woman, wanting to see if she would fall for Duan Yirong.

Seeing that, she readily drank the glass of wine that Duan Yirong handed to her in one gulp, then pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled lazily.

Duan Yirong looked at her smile and was taken aback for a moment, then heard the other party's voice hoarse, "I drank the wine, then what?"

Duan Yirong was stunned for a few seconds and then moved over. He leaned against Qiao Qiao, pressed his earlobe and lowered his voice, "Of course you are with me?"

The two immediately left from the bar, Qiao Qiao stood up, Duan Yirong immediately stuck up, the two walked to the stairs, Duan Yirong couldn't bear it, and directly pulled him into the men's toilet at the corner, closed the door, and entered. compartment.

Under the bright light, he looked at the woman in front of him at close range, and the three-dimensional and gorgeous facial features came to him with a sense of oppression. He stared blankly, only feeling his heart beating violently.

"Beauty, what's your name?"

Qiao Qiao smiled without saying a word, he raised his hand and stretched it towards Duan Yirong, Duan Yirong hid for a while, Qiao Qiao's palm still held the back of Duan Yirong's head, he pressed Duan Yirong's head to himself with a little force, four Eyes met and very close, Duan Yirong heard the woman's voice, deep and magnetic, "Master Duan, what were you hiding just now?"

Duan Yirong's Adam's apple rolled, listening to that voice, he felt a little inconsistent.

But what was wrong specifically, but he couldn't figure it out, he frowned slightly, but still smiled and said: "I didn't hide, it's too late to love you, how could I hide?"

As he said that, his mouth was about to close in. When Kankan touched him, he suddenly felt pain on his face. He let out an "ah", but before he could react, the hair on the back of his head was violently pulled up. Forced to look up.

The ceiling light dazzled his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes, only to see that the big beauty in front of him tore away the long curly chestnut hair with one hand, revealing a short hair, wiped the red lips with his hands, and looked at himself expressionlessly.

"Duan Yirong, I have some questions to ask you."

The man's voice was deep and sweet. Duan Yirong opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief. After realizing it, he wanted to shout for help, but as soon as the cry reached his throat, he whimpered and screamed.

Qiao Qiao withdrew his bent knee and hit Duan Yirong's abdomen hard, he said, "Even if you shout out loud, no one will hear you."

This sentence, Duan Yirong often said to others, he likes forced and abusive love.

Unexpectedly, the feng shui is turning now. In a cramped toilet, he was threatened by someone chaining his neck. A man dressed as a woman pressed him against the door, stared at him condescendingly and aggressively, and asked in a low voice, "You and Lucky?" What's new?"

Duan Yirong was startled, he didn't seem to expect that the other party would ask this, he froze for a moment, and then said: "I don't know him."

Qiao Qiao smiled, and he knew that he knew it when he saw the reaction. His hand was stuck on Duan Yirong's throat, and he tightened it slowly with a little force. Duan Yirong could clearly feel the pressure. Qiao Qiao asked again, Duan Yirong blushed and panted heavily, "I said I said..."

Qiao Qiao let go of his hand a little, and Duan Yirong gasped, "He and I used to go to the same school, we should be regarded as classmates."

Qiao Qiao narrowed his eyes, and he continued to ask: "What did you do when you were a sophomore, and you were expelled later?"

Duan Yirong's complexion changed, and he remained silent, Qiao Qiao tightened his hands again, but this time Duan Yirong refused to speak, Qiao Qiao looked at his flushed face, pursed his lips, and slowly let go of his hands.

Duan Yirong was a little hypoxic, and he couldn't say anything about being dismissed from studying abroad, but when his consciousness gradually became blurred, he heard the other party say, "Xingxin asked me to come to you."

Hearing this sentence, his tense body relaxed.

He smiled sarcastically, "He asked you to come to me? What does he mean?"

His mind was a little loose, he leaned against the door, he opened his eyes, but he was not looking at Qiao Qiao, but staring blankly at the sky.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if caught in some kind of memory.

He thought of Xingxin's extremely angry face at that time, the first time that young master, who had always been calm, looked at the people in the room with that expression on his face after he came back from the outside.

Disgust, revulsion and anger.

And then, what did they do?

He snorted and smiled, leaning his back against the door. He looked at Qiao Qiao, his body completely relaxed, and he said, "Xing Xin plans to settle old scores with me after going to prison?"

"What do you mean?"

"I asked someone to give his friend medicine."

Qiao Qiao was stunned, he let go of the hand holding Duan Yirong, Duan Yirong found an opportunity and punched him in the face, Qiao Qiao dodged back, Duan Yirong opened the door with his backhand.

The door was opened, and he narrowed his eyes to stare at Qiao Qiao. He said, "Do you think that crappy school can really make me drop out? Isn't it all because of Xing Xin?"

Duan Yirong sneered, Qiao Qiao looked at him blankly, thinking of the young master Duan who cried and told him that he missed his father in 18 years.

He shivered suddenly, he was in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, Duan Yirong had disappeared.

What does Xingxin mean by asking him to come to Duan Yirong?

Just want to let yourself know about it?

Qiao Qiao walked slowly to the mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror in a daze, lowered his head, turned on the tap, and washed his face.

The cold water poured on his cheeks, Qiao Qiao's mind was in a mess and his thoughts were chaotic. He closed his eyes and felt the refreshing feeling of the cold water on his face.

Suddenly, his body stopped, before he could react.

He felt that the back of his neck was pinched hard, his head was pushed down, and one hand pressed the water outlet valve in the pool, and the water gradually overflowed.

His face was submerged in the water, his nose and mouth were constantly bubbling, he refused to struggle, and just when he was about to suffocate, the other party grabbed his hair and pulled him out of the water.

He gasped heavily, his face was pale, and his eyes were tightly closed.

He heard someone chuckle casually in his ear, "I heard that you are the real murderer in Chaanyin Village?"

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