Against the current Hengdao

Jinmen is an important place, adjacent to Yandu, a city with a solemn and indifferent temperament amidst the hustle and bustle, standing firmly surrounded by the harbor.The green distant mountains and the farther sea and sky are connected together, and the waves are vast.

In the villa area at the foot of the mountain, a large number of new-style small western-style buildings have awakened a bit of fashion in this corner of the old city.

Yan Xiaodao has cultivated the martial habit of going to bed early and getting up early for many years. He turned over from the bed, and the ray of sunshine outside the window slanted on his side face with outstanding sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and it was dyed with a layer of soft morning light.

There was a heavy wheezing breath coming from outside the door, and the sense of existence that could not be ignored filled more than one corner, and he couldn't wait to arch the door panel.

The more the construction quality of the new house is more stretched, I can't help knocking and pondering carefully, and the door frame starts to drop dust.The moment Yan Xiaodao opened the door, two furry and unshaven giants crashed into his naked chest, and played with his chin and neck with their rough, saliva-stained tongues. He has been used to such intimacy in the early morning for years.

With a pair of big hands, Yan Xiaodao roughly grabbed the mane of a big baby's neck, stuck out his tongue and licked it fiercely at the moment of kissing, licked the male dog's sharp teeth, and took advantage of each other without any loss. Then he pushed that stupid big head behind him: "Go away, Master Xiong, wash your mouth and pee first."

The other idiot stepped forward and jumped on unwillingly. His front paws hit the master's shoulder lightly, and his smooth and beautiful hair in black, white and gray rubbed against your face indiscriminately.

But this guy still didn't think he was intimate enough, and at the same time he stretched out his paws while being slapped down with a palm, he licked his crotch.

"Eh? Playing hooligans with my brother, third girl?!" Yan Xiaodao smiled and blocked the fat claws that tried to open his big pants.

Yan Xiaodao went all the way downstairs, carrying a basin in the middle, putting a white towel on his shoulders, and throwing a few pieces of beef jerky behind him, hearing those wheezing and wheezing quickly turned into a burst of joyful chewing.

It was cold outside in the early morning, and the small wind knocked over the green treetops and then passed over the shoulders, inadvertently blowing ripples on the bare back.

He bent down to wash in cold water in the yard, rubbed his shoulders, waist and abdomen vigorously, exhaled white air, and let the water drops rush down the gully of his abdominal muscles, wetting his whole body.

The silhouette of the drenched back is tough and sharp, quite masculine of a northern man.

Brothers from all the houses in the yard passed by, some were naked talking and washing, and they raised their heads and shouted "Brother" to this side.Yan Xiaodao directly poured half a basin of cold water over it as a greeting, and immediately caused several basins of water to attack from all directions, covering his head and covering his face until he was about to float...

"It's not big or small, you guys, fuck me!" Yan Xiaodao threw a waterfall of water from the tip of his hair, laughing and cursing.Master Xiong and Sanniang crashed out of the room, and the two sturdy and strong bodies danced around in the water, shaking their heads and tails, their eyes were all smiling, and they told the little ones with straightforward body language that they splashed well ah!

No one is afraid of him, some people are a year or two older than Yan Xiaodao, but they still call him "brother".

Someone took out a three-section cudgel-shaped guy from the room, stood in the courtyard with strides, and beat and beat him.

After washing his whole body with cold water, Yan Xiaodao fetched another basin of warm water, but carefully submerged his big hands into the warm water, soaking again and again.

Looking at the back of the hands, this is a pair of handsome male hands, with slender fingers and well-grown nails.

It's not a girl's delicate and delicate hands, and there are no hideous veins or thick muscles. It's not more or less beautiful.

When his palm was turned over, there was a scar like a knife and an axe, and the flesh was peeled off, and then it was white, shocking!New wounds are constantly piled on top of old ones. Over the years, there has been no pain for a long time. The old skin is worn away and replaced with new ones. Eventually, it turns into a thick layer of calluses, with twisted and uneven carvings in the middle. mark.

Only these knife marks that cannot be concealed still show the blood and glory of the owner of these hands wandering the rivers and lakes for more than ten years and walking on the blade.

Yan Xiaodao shared a table with his brothers and had breakfast. He ate half a pot of salted stewed bean curd, three oil cakes and four tea eggs.

He went back to his room, took off his clothes and changed into the clothes he went out with.

A thick black belly belt was worn around the waist, intentionally or unintentionally hiding the abdominal muscles.There are three to four light knives on the left and right ribs, small and light, some short and some long.The longest one is only about ten inches, and the size doesn't look too scary.There is also a slanted square-shaped pattern steel saber on the back waist, which has some weight.

All these shadows and swords were finally wrapped safely and securely under a shirt and suit.A row of knives, neatly arranged at random, flashed a cold light like water, quietly and reservedly gathered under the white shirt.

Yan Xiaodao put on his suit neatly and straightly, looking like a human being, without hostility in his eyes.He straightened his collar as usual, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and went out surrounded by the second master Xiong and the third lady.

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Everyone in the business world knows Yan Xiaodao's identity.This man is powerful, he is the godson of Qi Baoshan, a big brother in Jinmen.

Yan Xiaodao was an orphan when he was young, his father was unknown, his mother was unknown, no one wanted him, just a bunch of skinny bones huddled by the side of the road in a cold village, an insignificant little life buried in the dust, he would die if he endured another winter night up.

He was picked up and adopted by a kind-hearted rural woman, who fed him a wholesome meal, and grew up among brick-burning factories, coal hills, sand-digging sites, and wild prodigal sons in wet puddles by the sea.He worked to earn money while he was in school, and by chance, he met his later adoptive father.

His adoptive father was also a poor man at that time, working in a factory on the outskirts of the city, but treated him very well. Ten yuan in his pocket was only enough to buy four steamed buns with pork and green onions, and he must give the knife two.

Yan Xiaodao worked with this person, started a small business, set up a stall to make money, was blackmailed and chased by local snakes, fought with others, was smashed into the shop and burned down the stall... The father and son were also very down and out, penniless, living in the city in the cold winter Sleeping wrapped in a rotten quilt under the bridge hole.His godfather set up a dilapidated stall in the old city amidst the bleak lights late at night, selling some substandard shoes and cheap gadgets, he helped his godfather beat dogs with a stick with a knife, and fought with wild dogs. man...

Qi Baoshan is also a strange person who has experienced storms.No one knows how this man suddenly became famous.

The godfather was too poor to take care of his son. When he left that year, he left all his pocket change and belongings to Xiaodao to venture out of town.When he came back two years later, Qi Baoshan came back with a lot of money in his pocket, and made a fortune from an unclear source.

Yan Xiaodao dropped out of vocational high school at the age of 16, and has been in the rivers and lakes with his godfather ever since.

Qi Baoshan's business has always been half-baked and half-dark. There is nothing you can't do or can't do. At that time, it depends on whether you dare to do it or not.This person first spent money to rent the entire building of the clothing, shoes and hats hypermarket where they set up their stalls. He became a boss from a poor dick who was bullied by others, and then he cleaned up one by one. small business owners.Two years later, the four largest home lighting, shoe and clothing stores in the northern part of the city were all taken over.

A few years later, the two outdated restaurants with old buildings in the Republic of China in the East District have changed their old appearance into a new look, and at the same time changed their signs and owners, and have business contacts with famous people in the yamen; Familiar faces who often appear in the headlines in the evening go to these restaurants in private.A few years later, this old city began a magnificent old city renovation movement, countless new hotels and shopping malls were uprooted from the ground, the port built a new economic zone near the bay, and the transoceanic transportation trade and port processing industry witnessed a booming stage of crazy expansion... …

There are some people who start from scratch and have a long way to go. They can endure hardships and hardships just because they are brave and dare to earn money.

Yan Xiaodao was always by Qi Baoshan's side, with two embroidered steel knives piercing the field, fighting back and forth in the visible and invisible gunpowder smoke, with countless knife marks on his back.

Now that all the hardships have come to an end, the gold basin has washed its hands, and the prosperity of life is followed by a quiet time.Lord Qi has also given up his hand in the past few years, respecting the changes in the policy environment above, judging the situation, and restraining his edge, the books of Sino-Ocean Company and its real estate hotels have been kept very clean, and they have kept themselves safe to earn some honest money, and have deep friendship with people from all walks of life. , don't offend anyone.

Yan Xiaodao obeyed his adoptive father and agreed with these ideas.When you were young, you fought bravely and risked your life to earn a lot of money. You have your life to earn this money, and you have your life to spend it!

In early spring, the scent of flowers and trees on both sides of the expressway bursts out, mixed with car exhaust and factory white smoke, and blends into a thick aftertaste unique to northern cities.The hastily pursued greening results met the rapidly expanding population and traffic in a narrow road, which was quite helpless and powerless. From time to time, a cloud of dust was raised behind the muck truck, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gray-blue cloth.This is a rapidly developing metropolis.

Yan Xiaodao sat in the car in a bold and comfortable posture, occasionally reaching out his fingers to dust off the cigarette ash.The black car whizzed by, with a narrow slit in the window, and the burning smoke flashed past like a red star.

The driver is his inseparable brother, with a round head, narrow eyes, quick hands and feet, and can chat.His real name is Yang Xifeng, and his nickname is Fengfeng.

"Brother, the expressway is very fast to the airport. We came out a little early today, so we have to wait there." Yang Xifeng was smoking, driving smoothly and skillfully.

"Fengfeng, there are two more exits, go down one more time, I'll buy something before going there." Yan Xiaodao opened all the car windows, put half of his arm on the window sill, and pointed his finger.

"Buy it? Buy cigarettes, brother?" Yang Xifeng asked.

"Buy a coat, it's still a bit cold." Yan Xiaodao said.

Yang Xifeng turned to look at his elder brother, both of them were wearing quite a lot.

Yan Xiaodao explained casually: "Come here from the south, maybe I didn't wear a thick coat. I forgot to pick it up before going out. I happened to buy a new coat for my godfather."

They were there to pick you up at the airport.Yang Xifeng looked young and mature, nodded as if he understood, and said with a smile: "Brother, Master Qi has something to do when he comes back? There is a new term in the Linwan sub-bureau, and he passed a message to the new director. Master Qi seems to have made an appointment Tian and others have a meal at Baiyue, brother, will you go too?"

Yan Xiaodao is used to these things: "I know, go."

He is the only attendant that Master Qi must bring with him every time he is on a social occasion, regardless of other things, let him accompany him to drink and meet people again.

Yan Xiaodao is quick and generous in his work, and he is also good-looking. When he goes out to meet guests, he can make himself look good.

He has a long and thin face, black eyebrows and bright eyes, and a tall and straight figure.

In the past two years, handsome men and plastic surgery have become popular.In terms of facial features, Yan Xiaodao is not very handsome and dazzling, not as good as those oily noodles.However, his eyebrows are very tasteful, a pair of masculine thick eyebrows seem to slant into the temples, but there is no excessive fierceness.Before opening his eyes, there was a kind of leisurely smile, and the brows were slightly raised, and his eyes always seemed to "hid a thoughtful word that he didn't say", full of a long and deep meaning, which made the whole face very lively.

On the side of the tip of his nose, there is a small black mole upon closer inspection. It is small and delicate, and it just rightly blends a touch of vividness and warmth into the rather masculine face, which is very touching.Therefore, Yan Xiaodao is very popular with men, women, even passers-by, and old people.

Seeing that the target exit was approaching, they suddenly crowded into a group tens of meters ahead, and the vehicles seemed to be frightened, jumping and chaotic each other.A dangerous car accident came in a blink of an eye.

Yan Xiaodao's eyesight is very good, but he can only see that a large truck failed to brake, crossed half of the lane sideways, and slammed into another 50-seater bus.In an instant, the big cargo turned over, and the square buttocks of the passenger car were horribly dented and turned into narrow, rotten buttocks.The rest of the small cars made tire friction sounds one after another, and then collided with the big cars crossing the road one after another.

Fortunately, it was not rush hour, and more cars behind stopped in time, but all were blocked.

Yang Xifeng stopped the car smoothly, then turned the car with rich experience, and quickly occupied a position on the emergency lane to avoid accidental injuries. praise.

"I'll go over and have a look!" Yan Xiaodao had already opened the door halfway and stood up, glanced at it from a distance, and walked straight past the narrow gap of the railing on the road shoulder, as always.

It was clear from the past that a pale gold sports car grabbed the road and squeezed a lot of cargo.I don't know if the driver of the big truck saw the real expensive price of the sports car, or if he braked too quickly, the car overturned and hit the innocent big passenger on the road, and dragged down a group of unlucky people who were scratched and bumped.

A fiery red coat made of cashmere can be seen in the Bentley sports car, and a strong brand-name perfume mixed with car sandalwood smells from the cracked car window.

"Hey, sure enough, the one without the ball drives much faster than the one with the ball, fuck..."

Yan Xiaodao spat out the first half of the sentence, but didn't bother to say the second half, which rich and wealthy family's aunt is this?

He didn't care about the trot, he jumped with two long legs, directly passed the front cover of the Bentley, passed another car, and walked towards the overturned truck.

"Hey, you stepped on my car?..." The woman in the sports car said something while talking on the phone, as if she heard the half of Yan Xiaodao's previous sentence, a look of embarrassment turned into anger was suppressed under the exquisite eyeliner makeup .

The author has something to say: Thanks to every friend who slipped in.New year's new article, the protagonist Yan Xiaodao, his personal biography is full of ups and downs and legendary experiences. Of course, CP also has a lot of roles, and the ending is a beautiful HE.