What a beautiful white lotus

The black dog sits on the curb smoking a cigarette, and directly opposite him is a high-rise compound—that is the home of the cloth merchant Ye Xiangmin in Chongqing, Ye Mansion.There are already seven or eight cigarette butts at the black dog's feet, which shows how long he has been sitting in this place.

The streets are very lively, especially recently, because the national government has moved the capital to Chongqing, people from all walks of life poured into the mountain city of Chongqing like a tide, and the whole city is mixed with fish and dragons, which is actually a bit more lively and lively than before, but this This kind of anger is mixed with dead energy, fresh and dull, twisted.It was an inexplicable contradiction—because the year was 1937.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy wearing a patched bunt approached the black dog timidly, tentatively picked up a cigarette butt at his feet, and immediately took a step back, waiting for the black dog's reaction.The black dog just glanced at him, didn't say anything, and acquiesced to his behavior, so the boy leaned up again, squatting down to pick up other cigarette butts on the ground.

Black Dog knows what these people do.They picked up the old cigarette butts thrown away by others, took out the remaining shredded tobacco, rewrapped it with cigarette paper, and sold it at a low price.

When the boy picked up the fourth cigarette butt, the black dog stepped on the boy's hand unexpectedly, and opened his mouth to spit out a string of incomprehensible words: "sonotabakoikuradesuka?"

The boy was taken aback by his question: "What... what are you talking about?"

The black dog said: "ikura?"

The boy froze again, his expression became terrified, and his small body trembled: "You, you, you are Japanese?!"

The black dog took a deep breath and sprayed the boy.Thick smoke sprayed on the boy's face, and the boy coughed immediately with tears streaming down his face.He forcefully pulled out his hand that was trampled by the black dog, and instead of picking up the cigarette butt, he ran backwards, scrambling, and murmured fearfully as he ran: "The Japanese devils are coming...the devils are coming... ..."

The black dog laughed.He likes to see the panicked expressions of others, it makes him happy.Because he hadn't experienced such feelings for a long time.Because he lost his soul.

After the boy who picked up the cigarette butts left, the black dog lit another cigarette and continued to stare at the opposite door.

Not long after, the door opened, and two young men came out from the inside. The one in the front was about twenty years old, fair-skinned, beardless, handsome, tall and thin, wearing a neat suit; the one in the back was In his thirties, wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, he followed the young man step by step.

The person waiting for the black dog came out, so he stubbed out the cigarette butt, put his hands in his pockets, crossed the road casually, and stopped at a distance of three or four meters from the two men.

When the young man in a suit saw him, his handsome face turned black into charcoal: "It's you again."

The black dog smiled mischievously at him, "Second Master Ye, good afternoon, I will greet you on behalf of Mr. Huang."

This Second Young Master Ye is Ye Xiangmin's second son, Ye Rongqiu, who is 22 years old this year and is known for his aloofness and arrogance among these young masters in Chongqing.A Hong Kong businessman who had business dealings with the Ye family once said that the smile of the second young master Ye is like the snow in Hong Kong, and it is an honor to see it once in a lifetime.And the third master Huang mentioned by the black dog is a big boss in the Chongqing area-now one of the top big bosses in Chongqing.

In fact, the Ye family had emerged in the business district of Chongqing as early as the end of the Qing Dynasty. When the business was the largest, the cloth merchants in the entire Sichuan Province had to follow the lead of the Ye family. However, after the Republic of China, because of some wrong decisions made by the family, It has gradually declined again, especially in recent years when the situation has become worse and worse, and business has become more and more difficult to do. The Ye family's current shop is only one-twelfth of what it was 20 years ago, and the income is barely enough to meet the needs of the upper class. It's just decent.And this Huang Sanye is the exact opposite of the Ye family. I heard that when he was young, he worked as a small worker in the Ye family. He only made his debut in the past ten years, and he quickly rose to become a big boss in Chongqing—Ye Rongqiu was He can't look down on this big guy at all, because he thinks that Huang Sanye's distribution is a national treasure.The more troubled times are, the easier it is to do the business of tobacco, wine and gambling. How many people go bankrupt, traffickers and sell their daughters in exchange for the happiness of smoking opium, and the government has no resources to spare to manage these guys.Therefore, Huang Sanye became a figure who called the wind and rain by relying on these activities.

Ye Rongqiu looked down on Mr. Huang, but Mr. Huang liked Ye Rongqiu very much.Xu Shi sat at a higher position, and his vision also became higher, so many beauties Huang Sanye refused to want, but he just fell in love with Ye Rongqiu, a tough nut to crack.

Yes, he fell in love with Ye Rongqiu.The black dog felt fresh when he heard it for the first time: Can men also fall in love with men?You can punch a hole in the wall, why do you have to punch a man's butthole?

The black dog is one of Huang Sanye's favorite subordinates. He is here because Huang Sanye sent him here.The third master Huang asked him to watch Ye Rongqiu, and reported to himself what he did every day, where he went, and the people he met. If Ye Rongqiu was too close to anyone, no matter male or female, the black dog could use the third master. In the name of teaching that person a lesson, so that that person never dared to appear in front of Ye Rongqiu again.

Now that Mr. Huang has grown up, anyone who wants to live in Chongqing has to fear him, and the Ye family is no exception.He wants Ye Rongqiu, whether it is raw or cooked, complete or scattered, he can do it with a hook of his fingers.But he didn't want to, he wanted to break down Ye Rongqiu's arrogance bit by bit, until he was willing to kneel at his feet and be his own restraint.

And the reason why he sent the black dog to carry out this task, because he thinks the black dog is the most suitable candidate.Black Dog is just like his name, he is a vicious dog, and it is a wild Tibetan mastiff. He is fierce, unreasonable, careless about everything, he has no obsession, and he has never seen him for a person or a thing. And take care of it.

It could be seen that Ye Rongqiu was already very angry, but his self-cultivation made him restrain himself, he gouged out the eyes of the black dog viciously, and got into the rickshaw that was already waiting by the roadside.

The rickshaw started to drive, Ye Rongqiu followed unhurriedly.Ye Rongqiu, who was sitting in the car, caught a glimpse of the swaying figure behind him, and whispered in standard Chongqing dialect, "Guild son."

The rickshaw stopped at the entrance of a teahouse, and Ye Rongqiu got out of the car.At the door of the teahouse, there was a newspaper boy yelling: "Big event! Big event! Intelligence on the frontline of the battlefield! Shanghai has fallen! Conscription for the troops! Support the frontline!"

Ye Rongqiu frowned vigorously: "Even Shanghai has fallen?" He took out a copper coin, took the newspaper from the newsboy, entered the teahouse, and went upstairs to the private room.The black dog didn't follow, sat down in front of the teahouse, and lit another cigarette.

Today Ye Rongqiu asked an old classmate to meet in a teahouse.This old classmate was named Feng Zhen, and he was a rare person that Ye Rongqiu caught his eye.Feng Zhen's family background is mediocre, but his literary talents are outstanding. He was the president of the poetry club when he was in college. Ye Rongqiu admired his poems very much.The two made an appointment to have dinner together today, and Feng Zhen would bring his latest collection of poems, and talk about recent national events by the way.

Feng Zhen hadn't come when Ye Rongqiu arrived, so he took out the newspaper he bought downstairs and read it.

In fact, the battle report only occupies a very small part of the page. If there is a victory report, it can occupy the entire page. Unfortunately, there is no victory—from the beginning of the war to the present, there have been consecutive defeats, and almost no battle has been won—even if it is a small a firefight.

Ye Rongqiu felt depressed and threw the newspaper aside.When his old classmate didn't come, he had nothing to do, so he thought about it randomly.

He remembered the first time he met a black dog.

It was one night two months ago, he and his friends finished eating hot pot in a hot pot restaurant, and when they went downstairs, his porter stopped him and motioned him to go out later, because someone was making trouble at the door.

Two minutes later, the commotion outside subsided, and he left the teahouse under the protection of his servants, and saw the frightening mess outside.There were a total of six people making trouble, five of them were lying on the ground like rotten meat, the ground was covered with blood, and some people were still bleeding from their heads, which made him wonder whether these people were all dead.Only one person was still standing, and that person was leaning against the wall, holding a blood-stained steel rod in one hand, and a cigarette in the other hand, taking a puff from time to time, and then exhaling a long puff. cigarette.

The servant carefully escorted him into the alley where the man was. The moment he passed in front of the man, he glanced sideways at the man, and then realized that the man's face was also covered in blood.However, the man's expression was very comfortable, his eyes were empty and numb, as if he did not shed the blood on his body, nor did he beat the person lying on the ground.

Ye Rongqiu couldn't bear the disgust in his heart, and said coldly at the moment he passed by: "Go and fight the Japanese devils if you have the ability." He was very proud and was not afraid of this Rakshasa, but his servant was obviously very afraid of it. Yes, after hearing the young master's words, he shrank his neck and quickened his steps to protect the young master, fearing that the black dog hadn't beaten him enough.But the black dog didn't make things difficult for them, as if he didn't hear this sentence at all, he still smoked lonely.

After walking out of the alley, Ye Rongqiu added another sentence with disdain: "garbage." He would not admit it, but he was actually a little scared in his heart.

Later, Ye Rongqiu knew that the man that night was Black Dog, and he learned from the servant that it was Black Dog against five that night, and he was the only one standing at the end.

Ye Rongqiu hated these gangsters who were fighting fiercely all day long. He thought to himself that these people would be better off dead than alive, so they should go to the front line of the battlefield to stop the Japanese bullet holes.Second Young Master Ye also hated the Japanese, because the Japanese disturbed his peace of self-cultivation.But if Second Young Master Ye was asked to fight devils, he would not be willing either.Because he is conceited, he thinks he is a master, his life is precious, and these life-threatening things should be left to those servants to do-such as black dogs, such as Huang Sanye, such as thousands of noisy people on the road. , annoying guy.

Thinking of this, Ye Rongqiu couldn't help picking up the newspaper and reading it again.Shanghai fell.The word "fallen" made him feel a little blocked.

Ye Rongqiu waited in the teahouse for nearly half an hour, but Feng Zhen still hadn't come.It stands to reason that Feng Zhen should be a punctual person and would not be late for that long.He thought of the black dog squatting downstairs, and suddenly had a bad feeling, so he hurried downstairs.

The entrance of the teahouse was noisy, and the crowd formed a circle, not knowing what they were watching.Ye Rongqiu pushed aside the crowd and walked in. Seeing the situation inside, he gasped suddenly.

Feng Zhen fell to the ground, her face was bruised and purple, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.His glasses fell aside, one of the temples was broken, and the lens on one side was shattered into a spider's web.The black dog rode on him, and smiled and stuffed the lit cigarette in Feng Zhen's mouth: "Come on, take a sip, it's very comfortable."

Ye Rongqiu trembled with anger: "You! Stop!"

The black dog turned around, saw Ye Rongqiu, laughed again, pointed at Ye Rongqiu and raised his chin to Feng Zhen: "Well, the third master has taken a fancy to his ass, and asked me to take care of his ass, don't tell anyone else to touch it. You know No? I know, stay away from him in the future."

Immediately, the eyes of all the onlookers focused on Ye Rongqiu, including Feng Zhen, who also stared at Ye Rongqiu in surprise.Ye Rongqiu only felt that he was slapped severely in public, and his head was spinning for a while, his face was burning with pain.In an instant, he had the idea of ​​rushing forward and strangling the black dog, but he was a well-bred scholar, so he couldn't do such a thing.

Ye Rongqiu blushed and said angrily, "Shut up! Guier, go back and tell Huang San to roll the ball! I, Ye San, are at odds with him!"

The author has something to say: I rewrote it a bit, because it wasn’t that the Queen Shou couldn’t write it smoothly~~ Sure enough, the Tsundere Queen Shou was the best~

Although the protagonist seems to be no different from the one Xiaoshengsheng portrayed in the past, Xiaoshengsheng promises that there is a difference this time!The story is about the growth process of the protagonist from a heartless villain and an arrogant young master to a hero~