dark crossing

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.No one expected that Yangzi, the young master who was said to be only eating and waiting to die, would suddenly draw his gun at Yan Yanjian while talking and laughing.

Veron's bodyguard wanted to raise his gun at the first moment, but Veron stopped him.

Anyway, Song Ci is also Song Shi's biological brother.He absolutely can't take a stab at the family of Song Shi, who is still nominally the top leader of Tianhui, just because of a running dog.

This group of false harmony is not impossible to hurt, but it has to be weighed to see if the hurt is worth it.

The middle-aged man, who originally wanted to stand up for Veron, was distorted by the hard muzzle of the pistol, turned his face slightly, and wanted to ask for help from his master who was still sitting on the chair.

Shen Ting, who was still laughing so hard that he couldn't see his teeth just now, withdrew his smile, and the hostility between his brows and eyes was so strong that he couldn't let go, he raised his wrist abruptly, and reminded in a deep voice: "Don't move, bullets don't have eyes, from the chin Go in, and if you are lucky, you can come out from the top of the skull immediately. But if you are unlucky—probably you can only see the light of day after you are cremated."

"Grandpa Bei!" The sweat on the forehead of the man pointed at by the gun flowed down like a stream, and his two limp legs shook like chaff.He didn't dare to move any more, only his two eyeballs flicked around anxiously: "Grandpa Bei, please let this little bastard, no, no! It's Brother Ci, Brother Ci, put down the gun, and talk if you have something to say!"

"Now you know you have to talk properly? What did you do earlier?" While speaking, the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised again, and a cruel and indifferent domineering expression appeared on the young man's handsome face.

Veron, who had been silent all this time, tried his best to maintain a calm look, but his face was already ugly.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner.In his territory, even when Song Shi was in charge, there had never been such a big "face".

Lin Huo had expected a long time ago that this little ancestor might cause some trouble.Unexpectedly, before Song Ci entered the door for a cup of tea, he had already pierced the sky with a gun.

Elders who are on the road are the most taboo for young people to mention the word "old" in person.I don't like the younger generation wielding knives and guns in front of me at every turn.

Song Ci is good, just came to visit the pier, but violated the two tacit taboos at once.

Seeing that Veron's entire face was turned red from anger, but he still maintained a calm look, Lin Huo was angry and funny, and laughed and laughed: "Song Ci's temper has always been like this, young people, it is inevitable Can't hold back." He glanced contemptuously at the middle-aged man who was scared into a liver-colored man with the end of his eyes, and said politely: "As long as you ask for this life, Master Bei, Song Ci will definitely give you this face."

He is worthy of being Song Shi's confidant, in just two sentences, but every sentence has a meaning.

On the one hand, it seems to be blaming Song Ci for his youthful vigor, and complaining that he is a powder keg that explodes at a single point.But in fact, he was reminding Veron not to go too far in everything, so as not to annoy Song Ci and make a mess.

On the other hand, he also asked for a favor.

Well, this person's words are not rude, we were going to kill him, but as long as you have a word, even if it's a life-or-death favor, we are willing to go along with it.

In his own territory, he was refuted by others.Veron was still angry, but was pushed to another dilemma by Lin Huo's words.After holding back for a long time, he finally stretched out his hand, and calmly pressed down, "A Ci, calm down, sit down and have a cup of tea with me."

Shen Ting smiled, and put down the gun obediently.

He put the handle of the gun back into Lin Huo's hand, leaned half of his body on the back of the chair, sat down carelessly, and glanced at the middle-aged man whose crotch was soaked from the corner of his eye, and said leisurely "Master Bei, you are still too soft-hearted. This kind of dog that loves to bite will cause unnecessary trouble to its owner one day. Either, when you get old, remember to tie him up at all times, or—" The slender fingers closed together Palming, fingertips stroked gently and slowly on the neck, showing a playful smile: "A dead dog is the safest."

"You—" The middle-aged man, who was pointed at his nose and called a dog by the young Shen Ting, trembled with anger, but just after he uttered a syllable, he remembered the thrilling moment of life and death just now, so he gritted his teeth, Angrily retreated behind Veron.

In this Hongmen Banquet, Song Ci won a complete victory.On the way back, Lin Huo smiled and scolded him several times.

"Just now, it was just nonsense. You drew your gun in front of Veron. Did you just want to piss your brother off?"

"How can it be!" Shen Ting turned his head disapprovingly, blocked one ear with his bent index finger, and said, "I want to make my brother jump out of bed in anger! I won't have to take over." This mess."

"Stinky boy." Lin Huo pretended to be angry and cursed again, but the praise in his tone was more than blame: "You have become famous in the first battle! Although Veron suffered from being dumb today, he must have a deep understanding. You are a person. It's not easy to provoke a violent temper, maybe the next decision-making summary meeting will not dare not notify you again."

"Decision wrap-up meeting? Is that any different than me going straight into the company?"

"Of course. That is a small meeting of major shareholders." Lin Huo glanced at the driver Liu Sheng in the front row who was driving without distraction, and carefully chose his words: "When your brother is safe, there are only three people who are qualified to participate in the small meeting."

"Three?" Shen Ting stared into Lin Huo's eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Who is my brother, Veron, and the other one?"

"Chu Zhensheng."

Shen Ting immediately understood that this so-called "decision-making summary meeting" was probably a "den of thieves gathering" where "wolves and embarrassments" had daily exchanges on how to "become a traitor".

Rather than saying that this is part of the company's management, it is better to think of such meetings as internal discussions of the "gang" leaders.

Lin Huo took Shen Ting to the gate of Yuehuai along the way.

After all, it was the secretary, he got out of the car first with "the difference between master and servant", and opened the car door for Shen Ting from the other side with due courtesy.

When Shen Ting got out of the car and looked up, he saw a tall and handsome man leaning on the car not far away and smiling at him.

With a lowered eye, yo, it's a black Ferrari.

This car is not only different in color from the common Ferrari red, but also has a sharper front than the regular model.At the bottom of the air vents on the fascia is a special carbon fiber front lip.The side lines of the body are more complicated, and compared with other series of the same brand, there are several more air passages for heat dissipation.

As for the person leaning against the car with a peachy smile on his face, who else could it be if it wasn't Chu Huainan?

Shen Ting waved to Lin Huo, and walked over in three steps at a time, with a surprise smile on his face that even he couldn't tell whether it was fake or sincere: "Why are you here? ?”

"Pick you up." Chu Huainan opened the car door, and the gentleman bent his arms as a gesture of invitation.

When Shen Ting bent down and got into the small sports car, he even reached out to block the door frame.

This capitalist, whose hair is more expensive than ordinary people, is actually more thoughtful and thoughtful than Lin Huo.

The sports car can only seat two people, so Chu Huainan naturally served as the driver.

Shen Ting noticed that the key of this car was of a very rough and retro style - a copper-yellow metal strip was sandwiched between two simple black plastic pieces, and the key only had two buttons for locking and unlocking the door.

It looks like a very handsome car, but there is not even a decent one-button start device in the car.To start, you must first insert the key into the lock and turn it, and then press the start button.

The seats in the car are all integrated, and if you want to adjust the position, you can only adjust the distance between the brake accelerator pedal and the steering wheel.

Shen Ting looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "It's this age, buying a classic car that requires a key to start? Are all capitalists sick?"

Chu Huainan was amused by him again, and looked over with a smile on his lacquer-like peach blossom eyes, "It's not like I'm sick. However, since I have everything, I can only ask for some affection."

The central control area in front of the driver's seat is narrow and simple.There are only three buttons on the console: R reverse gear, AUTO automatic gear, LAUNCH ejection start.

Chu Huainan put the automatic transmission on, and stepped on the accelerator slightly.The black sports car rushed out like a gust of wind.

Capitalists are very willful even in their feelings.

"It doesn't matter if it's simple or complicated. Old or new, cheap or expensive...it doesn't matter, the point is that I like it."

Listen to this speech, if it is recorded and posted online, let's see if you won't be chased and scolded by some netizens!

As a member of the general public, Shen Ting sneered at this bourgeois speech.

But what Chu Huainan said next made him immediately become more vigilant by 20 points.

"Song Ci, did I tell you that you look like someone I've met before?"

"You said it—" Shen Tingqu put his arms behind his head, and said in a very casual way: "You said last time that you met me a few years ago."

"I always feel that you are not Song Ci."

Out of the instinct of self-defense, the blade that has been hidden in the sleeve all year round slowly slipped into the palm of his hand.

This ultra-thin blade was placed close to the body, and even Mr. Bei's bodyguard, who was strong in appearance but capable in performance, hadn't noticed it.

His palms were slightly moist, but there was no sweat on his forehead, and the smile on his face was not affected at all: "Where did you meet me? Toronto? Or Melbourne?"

"I don't remember." Chu Huainan looked at him out of the corner of his eye while driving, and practiced Tai Chi calmly: "Anyway, I have seen him before."

Shen Ting smiled and pinched the blade, the hard metal felt firmly against her fingers.

The ten fingers connected to the heart, the icy chill caused a sore feeling of being blocked in the chest.

If you're lucky, this might just be another casual flirting by Chu Huainan.

And if you're unlucky, maybe the capitalist really saw him somewhere.

But if the luck is even worse, the Chu Huainan in front of him who has repeatedly tested him may really be his enemy.

So……

"Why don't I remember meeting you at all? I see, it's probably because you remember wrongly." Shen Ting turned his face sideways, and there was a hint of cautiousness in the corners of his raised eyes.

He suddenly smiled with enlightenment, and elbowed Chu Huainan's right hand holding the steering wheel: "I said, the one you keep mentioning, shouldn't it be your sweetheart who fell in love at first sight?"

There was a yellow light at the intersection ahead.

Chu Huainan took a look at him, stepped on the brakes, and parked the car firmly, then turned his face and said frankly: "Yes."

The bitterness in Shen Ting's heart disappeared instantly.

I don't know why, but there is an illusion of being confessed from a distance.He shrank his neck rather numbly, "What kind of person is he?"

Cold and sharp, strong and righteous.He is a person who cannot be ignored, and plays the role of protector brilliantly.

Chu Huainan condensed this long first impression into two words: "Good guy."

Now it was Shen Ting's turn to be amused by him, and the knife in his palm slipped back into his sleeve silently, "Then it must not be me."

The two long legs, which had been aggrieved and curled up in the small space just now, stretched out together with the owner's mood, and crossed and curled up a more comfortable Erlang leg.

Shen Ting lazily stretched her waist, and moved the blade further away from the cuff, "So what if we look exactly the same? Even if I look the same as your sweetheart. But you should understand the reason why the orange grows in Huainan, right? I'm not a nice guy."

Tangerine born in Huainan?

"Tangerines grown in Huainan are oranges, while oranges grown in Huaibei are oranges. The leaves are similar, but the taste is different. 』

This famous quote from "Yanzi Chunqiu" was memorized by Chu Huainan before school.

This is where his own name comes from.

The domineering capitalist laughed silently: In my place, no matter if you are orange or orange, as long as you touch Huainan, you must have my surname Chu!