Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Although Xia Qingyan was entangled in various ways, three days later, Yan Qiaotian still came to the meeting place as promised, the Furong Building, the largest brothel in Jinan City. It is said that there are many beautiful women here, and it is a place where young men and brothers gather in the city. I'm not interested in the matter of Yanyan Yanyan, but Qiu Yunlong is inside right now, how can he leave.

"Peony Hall, Bai Mudan will welcome you." Following the shrill voice of the bustard, Yan Qiaotian was picked up by a group of people and sent to the Peony Hall.

At this time, there was no Bai Mudan in the hall, only Qiu Yunlong was sitting at the table drinking tea.

When Yan Qiaotian walked into the room, Qiu Yunlong immediately got up and cupped his hands and said, "The leader."

"Sit down, pick the one that matters." Yan Qiaotian said as she walked to the table and sat down.

Qiu Yunlong sat down again, sighed slightly, and said, "This time the leader has been wronged, and the brothers in the gang have said that after this matter is over, no matter what, the leader will not be allowed to take risks alone again. When people come to commit crimes, we will all work together to tide over the difficulties together."

"Okay, I have time to talk about these things in the future, let's focus on the key points." Yan Qiaotian raised his hand to interrupt Qiu Yunlong's words.

"Yes." Qiu Yunlong cleared his throat and said, "The few of us have investigated this strange matter outside, and it was indeed found that these people were moving around a while ago, and each of them was holding the Qingming sword in their hands. , By the way, we still caught a few people."

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously.

"No, these people are very strange. They seem to smear the poison on a certain part of their body. Once they are caught, the poison will take effect and kill them soon." Qiu Yunlong said in surprise, "We caught A few of them died like this."

"Hmph, they obviously worked hard, otherwise why would they wait so long?" Yan Qiaotian said with a cold smile.

"By the way, later we discovered that those who do good deeds seem to be more gentle. We also thought about catching a few and asking them back, but the other party is very cunning, and can escape every time, making our people miss." Qiu Yunlong continued.

"Are those people the same as before?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

"It seems to be different, the clothes they wear seem to be different, and their badges seem to be different." After Qiu Yunlong finished speaking, he continued to whisper, "By the way, last time the chief executive paid attention to the situation with Yan Xiangtang. , now it is very clear, that person is looking for his own waist card."

"What badge?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously.

Qiu Yunlong did not answer, but dipped in water and wrote three words on the table: Fenglei Gang

Yan Qiaotian looked at these three words and couldn't help being taken aback. He looked at Qiu Yunlong with puzzled eyes, only to see Qiu Yunlong nodded slightly, as if affirming his thoughts.

"Leader, all the brothers in the gang miss you, and I hope you can go back to preside over the big event soon." Qiu Yunlong wiped off the water stains on the table and murmured.

"Let's talk about it. Things are not getting better. I think it will take some time. You tell the brothers, take a good look at our Jueming Ridge, and I, Yan Qiaotian, will go back." Yan Qiaotian glanced out the window , laughed, "When are you going back?"

Qiu Yunlong dipped in the water and wrote the word "Jinan" on the table, then lowered his voice and said, "I'll go back tomorrow, if the leader has anything to do, come to Furong Building to look for me, I'm sure I'll be there."

"Okay, that's it." Yan Qiaotian got up and left the Peony Hall without looking back.

Qiu Yunlong held up his sleeves and erased the word Jinan. He believed that Yan Qiaotian had already understood what he meant. The Qingyun Club brothers who were ambushing outside the city and inside the city had long been eager to try. The Fenglei Gang who framed their leader was wiped out.

Yan Qiaotian swaggered out of the Furong Tower. He knew that someone was following him, but these were not important now. He believed that since his subordinates were all gathered in Jinan, this place must be the source of everything. Where exactly is the Fenglei Gang hiding, but it is enough to know that Xia Chongwen has something to do with it.

He looked up at the quiet night sky, and an imperceptible smile flashed on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that it was time to meet them head-on.

On the way back, Yan Qiaotian walked very slowly. He lowered his head and pondered over his plan, and suddenly a person rushed out from the alley, and that person ran into Yan Qiaotian's arms impartially.

Yan Qiaotian quickly helped him up, and asked with concern: "You..." Before he finished speaking, he realized that the person who rushed out suddenly was actually Wu Fuqian.

His face was covered with bruises, his face was pale, there were still traces of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were also tattered due to the long journey.

"Xiao...Xiao Lang." Wu Fuqian said intermittently before fainting.

Yan Qiaotian's heart is full of contradictions, but he has no time to think about why this is so. He just wants to find a doctor to help him take a look, so he hugged her up and ran quickly to Xia's house .

When Wu Fuqian woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. He struggled to get up, only to find that Yan Qiaotian was sitting by the table in the room. Said: "After going around for a while, I still come back to you. Doesn't this just mean that we are destined?"

Yan Qiaotian stared at Wu Fuqian with a pair of fierce eyes, his face was gloomy, his words were cold, and he said, "Who are you?"

Wu Fuqian got off the bed, walked crookedly to the table, sat down and said, "Don't you know who I am, the head of the National People's Congress? But it's also strange that I haven't seen you for so many days. Has the head of the people really forgot me?"

Yan Qiaotian slightly turned his head to look at Wu Fuqian's cynical face, and said, "Wu Fuqian, back then you hadn't recovered your internal strength, and there were many enemies in the world, so let me ask you, how did you come to Jinan City safely? Is everyone blind?"

Wu Fuqian grabbed Yan Qiaotian's hand on the table and said excitedly, "Is the boss complimenting me?"

Yan Qiaotian shook off his hand, and said displeasedly: "I'm not joking, and I don't have time for joking."

Wu Fugan looked frustrated, but soon laughed at himself: "It doesn't matter, since the boss is shy and doesn't want to admit it, then I'd better experience it myself."

Yan Qiaotian stood up quickly, looked at Wu Fuqian with an extremely angry face, and said, "I'll give you one last chance, tell me who you are? If you don't tell me, then you won't talk anymore."

Wu Fuqian smiled charmingly, staring at Yan Qiao with a pair of brilliant eyes and said, "I don't know how the boss can stop me from talking?"

Seeing his cynical expression, Yan Qiaotian was furious. He stepped forward and grabbed the other side's skirt, lifted him up, and said angrily: "I think you really don't want to live."

Wu Fuqian's face was slowly approaching, his eyes were full of affection, and suddenly there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth. When Yan Qiaotian realized it, the other's lips had already covered his own, and a trace of warmth came from the corner of his lips. Spreading out, his brain slammed, making him forget to resist.

The unexpected fists and insults made Wu Fuqian even bolder. He suddenly put his arms around Yan Qiaotian's neck, pulling him closer to him, and his lips became extremely greedy, wanting the sweetness of the other party.