I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

At ten o'clock at night, the living room of Xing Wen's house was lit.

Mu Chenghai managed to catch his breath, and sat on the sofa to enjoy the pudding offered by Mu Chen.

"This is not bad, where is it produced?" Mu Chenghai observed the packaging of the pudding.

"Malaysia." Mu Chen replied.

"Buy another thirty boxes of it." Mu Chenghai's glasses were backlit.

"Okay Dad." Mu Chen cooperated and quickly opened Taobao.

Xing Wen: "..."

Sitting side by side, the two father and son discussed happily how much it would cost to buy a pudding factory.

"I believe it will not exceed [-] million." Mu Chen said, "But there are very few factories that only produce pudding, and it is generally very likely to produce other junk foods at the same time, such as instant noodles."

"That's no problem. After buying it, it's fine to change it to a full-line production of pudding." Mu Chenghai said calmly.

"As expected of Dad, you are so wise. Let me see if it is suitable..." Mu Chen touched the computer.

"Don't buy it!" Xing Wen took the computer away with one hand and looked at Mu Chenghai: "Excuse me, where have you been these two days, Dad?"

Mu Chen glanced at Xing Wen a little unhappy.

Looking at Mu Chenghai's attire, he probably knew that the police were looking for him everywhere.

"...Mu Chen is very worried about you." Xing Wen added.

Mu Chen lowered his eyes and didn't say a word for a long time.

"I went on a treasure hunt." Mu Chenghai said.

"You really took the things in the iron box?!" Mu Chen became anxious for a moment.

"It's me, Zai Zai." Mu Chenghai had a guilty look in his eyes, "I promise to pass Chao Sheng and protect his treasure."

"This is the criminal father!" Mu Chen stood up in disbelief, "I don't care what kind of friendship you had with Guan Chaosheng back then, he is a criminal and he is still in prison, I don't want to see you as an accomplice!"

"Mu Chen." Xing Wen signaled him to lower the decibel, "You said treasure hunting, so what is put in the iron box is not the treasure itself."

"It's a blueprint." Mu Chenghai smiled, "Guan Chaosheng likes to play tricks, and hides things like Russian dolls."

"Have you found it?" Xing Wen asked.

Mu Chenghai spread his hands, and then said: "Guan Chaosheng is dying, please finally find out the things and show them to him."

Xing Wen reached out to take the yellowed drawing, and hand-painted it with a blue ink pen, some of the ink has been smudged.

Mu Chenghai and Guan Chaosheng are classmates, and they have known each other since they were a little bit big.

The two have similar interests and can chat quite well, skipping classes and playing games together every day.

Unfortunately the situation is different.

On the day Mu Chenghai received the admission notice from Oxford, Guan Chaosheng made up his mind to drop out of school and beipiao.

"We made this together before we separated." Mu Chenghai pulled up his sleeves, revealing the hexagram-like logo, "At that time, I thought it was dirt, but now it looks even dirtier."

I laughed at this pattern for three years for my classmates, but I didn't expect it to gradually become the logo of a certain organization.

When Mu Chenghai returned to China, Guan Chaosheng suddenly became a big boss. He lived a life of luxury, and kept sending houses, cars and women to Mu Chenghai.

Mu Chen: "My mother??"

"Although he left, he didn't give it to me." Mu Chenghai said.

Guan Chao is full of nostalgia for the past, and regards Mu Chenghai who has returned as his best brother, and people in the organization privately acquiesce that he is the second in charge.

At first, Mu Chenghai thought that Guan Chaosheng had really made a lot of money in business, until he accidentally learned the truth.

Tangtang Guan Chaosheng, rich and powerful, was beaten black and blue by his good brother at his birthday party, and the screams resounded throughout the hotel lobby.

"You reported him?" Xing Wen asked.

"I persuaded him to turn himself in, but he was arrested first." Mu Chenghai said, "Later, Xiao Xing found out. To ensure my safety, he made a fake death certificate for me, and the story sank to the bottom."

"So... what is the real treasure? It doesn't look like money." Mu Chen said.

"I don't know either." Mu Chenghai shook his head, "Guan Chaosheng has been very unconscious for the past few years. He drew the drawings by himself, but now even he himself can't understand where it is."

"This place..." Mu Chen felt a little dazed as he touched the blueprint.

"You recognize?" Xing Wen glanced at him.

"I don't know." Mu Chen pondered for a while, then asked, "Aside from Yuan Qi, is there anyone else who covets this treasure?"

"...It's gone." Mu Chenghai leaned on the back of the sofa chair, sighing, "Guan Chaosheng probably never thought about it in his dreams. He buried a small treasure and sent his son to jail."

Mu Chenghai stayed at their house that night, and Xing Wen was somewhat tired after returning from Japan, so he went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, he got up to go to the bathroom, and found that Mu Chen hadn't slept, curled up on the sofa by himself, with a chess set on the coffee table.

Xing Wen wanted to call him, but suddenly noticed that he was playing with him.

Coincidentally, Boss Mu also liked to play like this before.

I played Go, Chess, and Flying Chess with myself, and I also tried fighting against the landlord and monopoly.

Based on this, Xing Wen judged that Mu Huhu must have no friends.

Mu Chen was wrapped in a blanket, and with his left hand he manipulated the white chess to capture the opponent step by step, and then led the black chess to counterattack with his right hand.

It was so boring.

It's boring, but there is a sense of distance that makes people afraid to approach and talk.

Xing Wen poured tea, leaned against the railing on the second floor and looked down: "I'm still asleep."

Mu Chen's subordinates stopped moving and looked up at him: "You scared me."

With eyes like black jade, Xing Wen couldn't help laughing, and walked downstairs.

The wall clock on the wall struck three times, and Xing Wen sat down opposite him: "Which side wins?"

"I win." Mu Chen continued.

"What are you going to do about your father's matter?" Xing Wen asked casually.

"Let him go." Mu Chen took away the eaten soldier and looked a little annoyed, "That's an agreement between him and Guan Chaosheng, at most I'll ask Zhang Chengbin to look at the picture."

"Yeah." Xing Wen watched the chess game.

Playing chess with yourself has this kind of disadvantage, every move will crush the opponent to death.

Mu Chen is about to fall into a dead end again, and he looks like he will explode at any time and flip the chessboard.

Xing Wen suddenly reached out, picked up the white soldier, and moved it forward.

Mu Chen just stared at Xing Wen's slender fingers and froze.

"Go on." Xing Wen raised his eyes.

Mu Chen lowered his eyes and manipulated the black chess: "Do you know how to play?"

"No," Xing Wen thought for a while, "You teach me."

"No, didn't you watch the meeting just now?" Mu Chen moved his head, with a thin smile on his lips.

"See what is enough, you have to practice." Xing Wen said.

Xing Wen was suddenly curious, if he had to take the initiative to play chess with Boss Mu in the past, would he have seen Mu Chen like this earlier.

He was as happy as a child, and if he had a tail, he probably would have flicked it up right now.

"I'll teach you next time, the rules are only said once." Mu Chen took out a small white book from under the blanket: "If you don't understand, just read the manual."

"Okay, let me take a look." Xing Wen deliberately reached out to take it.

As expected, Mu Chen snatched the manual back, "Let me tell the story, it will be dawn after you read it."

Xing Wen almost exhausted all his strength to hold back his laughter.

The two played chess smoothly, Xing Wen didn't talk much, and Mu Chen gave some thoughtful pointers occasionally.

"General." Xing Wen finally smiled this time.

The white chariot bumped lightly, and the black king fell down.

"I won, what should I do?" Xing Wen looked at him.

I was quite sleepy at first, but I didn't expect to play chess so excitedly.

Mu Chen didn't speak, and looked at the eaten Wang silently. He probably hasn't seen such a big scene in the past ten years.

"I don't have anything here..." Mu Chen threw down the blanket and stood up, hesitating for a while and looking at him: "Just pay with the flesh."

This time, Xing Wen was stunned and looked at the other party.

This fox is white and tender, it must taste good.

"So straightforward." Xing Wen said for a while.

How many times had this man been bullied before he came over?

Where are they all?On the kitchen stove in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the bathroom and bedroom, it’s still like today when you lose a game of chess...

Mu Chen regretted it as soon as he said it, and Xing Wen's eyes seemed to be churning with uncontrollable something, like a leopard locking its prey.

"Sleep, weak fox." In the end, Xing Wen stretched out his hand and touched the opponent's head, "I'm not interested in people who can't last an hour."

After Xing Wen finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs, leaving Mu Chen standing there alone, his complexion turned from red to white and then to red again.

Mu Chen didn't sleep all night, and the next morning he saw the guests with dark circles under his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Xi led his uncle to sit down.

"Being rejected by the dog man, he thinks I'm impatient... Fuck." Mu Chen covered his head with the contract, as if frustrated.

Uncle Jiang Xi next to him was psychedelic when he heard it, and he was even more psychedelic when he took over the contract.

"This is..." Uncle is a Chinese-German mixed race, he can only speak English and German, and can understand most of Chinese.

"Sign it." Jiang Xi ordered while drinking black tea.

Uncle didn't dare to be negligent, so he picked up a pen and signed it in a daze.

"Happy cooperation." Jiang Xi squeezed out an ugly smile, "profiteer."

"Happy cooperation." Mu Chen took the contract without bothering to look at it, and handed it to the side: "Xing..."

This is a habit. After signing the contract, it will be handed over to Xing Wen.

Jiang Xi looked at him with teasing eyes, Mu Chen coughed lightly, and said calmly, "Let's stay for lunch."

Xing Wen pushed the door open at this moment and came in. Mu Chen stuffed the contract into a drawer without looking at him.

"I see, you are afraid that you won't be able to wake him up, and you want to just be with him in your dream..." Jiang Xi whispered.

"Shut up." Mu Chen was slightly annoyed.

"There's no more beef in the refrigerator." Xing Wen glanced at Mu Chen, "Can I use another animal?"

"Why, aren't you not interested in fox meat?" Mu Chen frowned on the spot.

"Who wants to eat you." Xing Wen looked away, "That's beef, no other animals, I'll go out and buy it myself."

"Let me go together." Jiang Xi got up and said to his uncle: "You can go back first, I will be back after lunch."

Xing Wen went straight out, Jiang Xi followed and sat on the hood: "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

The car drove out, and the two of them messed up their hair in the wind almost at the same time.

"Why are you so angry! Are you short of sugar!" Jiang Xi shouted loudly.

Xing Wen didn't answer, and the car arrived at the nearest general supermarket at high speed.

"What do you like to eat?" Xing Wen asked viciously.

"Candy...Brother Xing, I beg you to eat some candy first." Jiang Xi said.

Xing Wen entered the candy store at the door, and within half a minute came out with a large box of lollipops, took out one of them, took a bite, and handed it to Jiang Xi.

"?" Jiang Xi took it in a daze.

"Are you angry?" Xing Wen said.

Jiang Xi didn't reply, Xing Wen stuffed the whole box of lollipops to him, and strode towards the supermarket.

Of course he didn't fall into low sugar today, but there was always a feeling that the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he was.

"You're not angry, Brother Xing." Jiang Xi chased after Tang, "You're jealous, I wish the first bite was my own."

"Shut up." Xing Wen didn't look back.

There were not many people in the supermarket at this point. After nine o'clock, Xing Wen was a little worried about whether he could still buy beef.

If he can't buy beef, he has to go home and stew foxes!

Fucking pissed off.

Xing Wen walked very fast, Jiang Xi had to run to catch up.

The meat section is at the innermost part of the supermarket. There are supermarket employees wearing masks, hats and gloves, and chopping meat with knives.

The first time the knife was cut, a sudden sense of nausea surged up.

Xing Wen was startled, his eyes were bloodshot in a trance.

The blood stained the ice cubes on the desk to keep fresh, and flowed down, soaking the soles of Xing Wen's shoes.

"This fish is fucking heavy and smelly—" A voice came from the side, like a steel wire tightly pulling on the fading consciousness.

"Brother Xing!" Jiang Xi shouted in a panic.

Xing Wen stood still, the blood on his feet stretched all the way to a narrow door, and he stepped on it with one foot unconsciously.

It seems that the moment the photographer presses the shutter, everything freezes.

The road was dark and quiet, and Xing Wen leaned under a street lamp, watching with difficulty as a hand pushed the door open.

The person at the head wrapped himself tightly, only showing a pair of eyes, but Xing Wen still recognized it this time.

This is Yuan Qi.

The pitch-black crow stopped at the edge of the old eaves, watching the sinful scene together with him.

There is a shallow round disk on the horizon, which is the sixteenth moon.

The author has something to say: The holiday was too difficult, I was taken into the mountains, sitting on a small bench and typing QAQ to the big yellow dog

Extract comments today:

①Mu's father...don't spank your son's ass if he's old...? Little vixen, you big pig

② Can I trick Brother Xing with a toffee (I want to touch the abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles, and biceps)

I cheated Brother Xing, maybe I can get a fox with fried fur all over his body (it’s a plan)

③Aww loudly, it really pokes my heart ahhhhhhhhhhh

④My God, the interaction between these two people is so sweet!It turns out that Xiao Shou is really a vixen! !

⑤If I hadn’t read the comments, I wouldn’t have realized that Chapter 1 was a murder case. I thought it was an old fisherman fishing late at night, adding to the quiet atmosphere

⑥The statement of tattered fox is so tsundere hahaha, the tsundere attack makes me unable to extricate myself

⑦^O^/ Hurry up, let Lao Xing wake up, I can’t wait to see Lao Xing and the little fox talk about love ~ (Super loud)