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After Xing Likun bought the shoes, he wrapped a pair of deerskin gloves for his mother-in-law. It was so cold in the vegetable store.

A few minutes before the appointed time, a tall and thin figure appeared on the opposite side. He wanted to break into the 'Red Wind' clubhouse in a daze, but was stopped by two security guards at the door, who were fighting for reason.

"I, I'll find someone, don't make trouble, come out right away!"

"Do you have a membership card?" A security guard smiled strangely, "Not everyone can enter this place."

The other also ran on him, "Look at you, you are very handsome, don't be someone's neighbor? We won't make things difficult for you, just ask him and tell us."

These people work in the top clubs in city B, they are used to seeing the second generation of officials, soldiers and rich, and they don't pay attention to ordinary people at all.

The really strong branch of the Xia family is Xia Jun's family, and Xia Qing's family only took advantage of their relatives with several million assets, which was far from enough to qualify for the 'Red Wind'.

Xing Likun walked over, didn't take out his membership card, just relying on his face - major general Lin's nephew, Hai Cheng's second son, who doesn't know the eyes that sneaked into the world?

With a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth and a pair of deerskin gloves under his armpits, he walked into the glass door wiping Xia Qing with his arm.

"Uncle Xing! Uncle Xing!!"

This person played tricks, so he pretended he didn't hear it, and turned his head when he was about to say, "Oh, nephew, are you here too? I didn't see it just now."

Xia Qing, "..."

My fucking voice is almost hoarse!

Red Wind consists of three floors, with extravagant decoration, crystal chandeliers covered with satin, filled with an ambiguous red atmosphere, the cashmere carpets are soft enough to sink your feet, and even the paintings hanging in the corridors are all valuable authentic products.

Xia Qing stuffed his nose and buried his head, and walked very slowly. He is a medical student, and he doesn't like messy scents. Xia Jun knows this, but every time he sees him, he has to spray it all over his body, like an open perfume bottle .

On the top floor of Hongfeng, there are only two boxes in total, and Xia Jun and his drinking and meat friends are used to playing cards here.

The waiter knocked on the door to welcome the guests, and there was someone blindingly white on the high-end leather sofa.

Xia Jun's hair is disheveled, his romantic eyes are half covered, his legs are wide open and he is leaning on the sofa. All that is left on his body is his light purple gauze thong trousers, which is dangling in the front set. When you bend down to touch a card, the egg will still be exposed from the side.

The five people at the card table all looked at Xia Jun furtively, with their trousers sticking out and their hearts itching.

Xing Likun laughed straight away, "Your mother's trouble, why are you dressed like this?"

"If you don't dress like this, how can you fight for two hours?" Xia Jun didn't look at Xia Qing at all, he flicked the card, and walked over to Xing Li Kun with his buttocks twisted, his pink buttocks showed a round arc, Ding Zi The string of his trousers was stuck in the seam of his buttocks, and he felt uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and stretched it from the back, and he was almost naked, without any embarrassment.

Xia Qing's face was ugly, and he took off his coat and put it on Xia Jun. Xia Jun hummed and shook it off, "Get out, it's none of your business."

"Put it on!" Xia Qing's hands were strong, and he was competing with Xia Jun.

The two were chattering awkwardly in the back, Xing Likun looked around at Xia Jun's partners, they were all old acquaintances, these cowards who play with cats and dogs all day long, they are just fucking incompetent.

He sat down on the sofa with a big horse, a full head taller than them, tapped his finger on the table and asked, "What are you playing? Hold seven, catch turtles, or fry golden flowers?"

"I said first, Xia Jun will wear one if he wins a game, and I will take him away when he wins after wearing it."

Someone who is not afraid of death asked, "Then what if you lose?"

Xing Likun smiled lowly, "I'll help you buy a set if you lose."

Xia Jun listened with sharp ears, and scolded angrily, "Xing Likun, you are rough!"

After Xia Jun scolded Xing Likun, he went to push Xia Qing again, "If you have something to say, stop dragging me!"

Xia Qing wrapped the man in clothes, and scolded, "Look at yourself, what do you look like?"

"What do I look like? I'm fucking like this!" Xia Jun struggled, his face flushed with anger, Xia Qing hugged him tightly through his clothes, and his tone softened, "Don't be like this, Xia Jun... we can talk about it when we go back what?"

"Not good! Xia Qing, you bastard! Er Duzi! Why don't you call me uncle? You call me!" Xia Jun exploded like a red-eyed cock, and he lost all his clothes at the poker table just now. He got angry, making everyone in the room look at them inexplicably.

Xing Likun flicked the cigarette ash, pressed his hand on the card, "Let's start."

The bottom of the frying pan was Xia Jun's underpants, the young masters thought that Xia Qing was wrapped up, and Xing Likun even pressed his own pants, it was a big loss to save this trip.

Xing Likun had a cigarette in his mouth, his fingers fluttering. He has a unique skill in dealing cards. His face is full of hair, but his hand can draw black tops from the inside, so fast that you can't see clearly. After rubbing the cards on the board for a while, basically everyone can guess what they get.

It's no problem to play with these young masters who have killed Lin Yan and the others in a military region in their teens.

He showed Shunzi, and the other party opened the leaflets Qiqi, and lost miserably.

The opponent finally got a straight, and at the end of the match, Xing Likun threw a flush.

A few young masters didn't believe in it, so they dealt the cards on their own. Xing Likun, with a cigarette in his mouth, drew three sharp leopards in the first round, killing them all.

"Fuck, this fucking..."

Xing Likun stretched out his hand, casually drew the cards in the pile, and counted - '88'.

The young masters were really convinced, and smiled and handed Xia Jun's clothes, "Brother Xing, you are amazing, I will teach my brothers some tricks some other day?"

Xing Likun crushed the cigarette butt, half-smiling, "Success, come to 'Guangming Community' and promise to teach by example."

"..."

Xia Jun puts on his clothes slowly, the socks must be rolled up to the head before putting them on, meticulously.

Xia Qing kept looking at his watch, urging him, "Hurry up."

"Get the hell out of here, hurrying to the funeral." Xia Jun shrugged his butt towards Xing Likun, "Kun'er, my shirt is showing, give me a cuff."

"What's the matter?" Xing Likun was impatient, and directly grabbed the belt and stuffed his hands in it to stretch. The narrow-leg trousers Xia Jun was wearing didn't have an inch to spare, and he yelled anxiously, "Don't you, don't go there Lift it up, you're strangling Grandpa's egg!"

Xia Qing couldn't get used to it, so he turned his face away and said nothing, still looking at his watch, "Hurry up and leave."

Xing Likun saw Xia Qing's abnormality, his mind tensed up, and he was immediately annoyed, "...you are so fucking good."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the private room opened with a 'bang', and two waiters rushed in, "Excuse me, please come out with us through the back door."

"???"

"Someone check."

Xia Qing called the police before entering Hongfeng.

This kid doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and he is working hard-not to mention whoever is playing in Hongfeng, just the owner behind Hongfeng, the hair is thicker than your Xia Qing's thigh, he is someone you can play casually what?

Xia Jun is not stupid, he came to his senses, put away his embarrassment and put on a stern face, and kicked Xia Qing hard... Except for him, a heartless and straightforward nephew who is willing to believe that everyone is equal, who would dare to get tired of living with him? Red wind challenge?

Those young masters ran away, but they didn't, and Hongfeng's back door had to be passed through the stairs, and there was a lot of noise underneath, and it was bound to be blocked.

"Look at the transom." Xing Likun said.

Xia Jun tossed his coat, stepped directly on the edge of the sofa, and looked at the carved transom on it like a cat, "There are iron bars on the outside."

"I'll do it." Xing Likun pulled the tablecloth around his hands, went up to grab the iron bars, and snapped them all off. He grabbed the window sill and stretched his legs out, kicking off the outer protective net twice.

There was a bang downstairs, but no one made a sound. It seemed that they hadn't outflanked the backyard yet.

Xing Likun got out under the moonlight, hung on the window sill with his arms, and slowly lowered his body. His toes were still more than one meter away from the transom protective net on the second floor. He was lying in the middle of the two floors, with a deep voice Said, "Xia Jun, you two stepped on me to get down, the protective net is not strong, try not to stop, jump down if you touch each other."

As soon as Xia Jun probed, Xia Qing grabbed him, "It's not safe..."

"How safe is that? The three of us were caught drinking tea by the police, and you also made a note on your student file?" Xia Jun threw him away and said impatiently, "Look at what I do, learn a little bit. "

Xia Jun and Xing Likun were good partners since they were young, and they did such thrilling stunts a lot. When they were younger, Xing Likun carried Xia Jun to climb trees on his shoulders. Fear.

This man is thin, tall and nimble. He first landed on Xing Likun's shoulders, then slid down with his arms around his waist, aiming at the second floor and jumping. Greeting Xia Qing, "Hurry up!"

Xing Likun looked up at Xia Qing, squinting his eyes, which reflected light in the moonlight, like a leopard hunting.

Xia Qing coughed guiltyly, called Uncle Xing, and clumsily followed Xia Jun to pick it up. It was the first time that the hand holding the scalpel was used to scramble other people's clothes and trousers, sweating all over, and finally fell onto the protective net.

In the end, before he could stand still, a black shadow rushed towards his face, smashing Xia Qing's weight and directly rushed off the protective net, and the two of them fell together!

"Be careful!!" Xia Jun screamed.

Xing Likun landed steadily, clapping the dirt on his hands, as if he was fine.

Xia Qing got one foot stuck in the protective net and twisted, his buttocks landed on the ground, humming in pain.