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Because it was a flesh injury, the medicine given by Ye Jingwen was very effective, and with Si Ming's meticulous care, Ye Jinghui's injury healed quickly, and the gauze on his chest was removed.

During the weekend, Ye Jinghui wanted to move, but Siming didn't take him to the Xingyun Building near the company, but to a suburb not far away.

In the recently newly built private villa area, in addition to the spacious road, there are large expanses of green lawns and flower beds of various colors. The stone-paved path runs through it, and some tables and chairs are scattered under the towering ancient trees. The environment is extremely quiet.

Ye Jinghui looked out of the car window and couldn't help but admire: "The planning of this community is not bad."

"Yes." Siming followed his gaze and smiled slightly, "I finally got a house, and I'll take you to see it."

Ye Jinghui nodded silently.

This kind of getting along, it seems that the two are really just a couple, but in fact, Ye Jinghui is very clear that besides fulfilling his promise, staying by his side is more for "if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub".

Soon they arrived at the hut that Siming bought. The interior layout was not luxurious, but warm and comfortable.

Ye Jinghui walked around the house like a leader inspecting, warm yellow walls, exquisite lamps on the walls, simple white sofa in the living room, thick and soft bed in the bedroom, neat kitchen, large bathroom, There is also a study room full of books, which really looks like a cozy nest when combined.

——It's a pity that the nest is not a warm young couple, but two wolves who don't see each other.

Ye Jinghui sat down on the sofa, raised his head and said, "I need to make some rules."

Siming walked up to him and stood still: "Say."

Ye Jinghui raised his mouth slightly: "First, the empty room on the left has been converted into a study. I'm not used to sharing a study with others."

Siming nodded.

Ye Jinghui paused slightly: "Second, I don't know how to cook, so I will trouble you for three meals a day."

"it is good."

Ye Jinghui leaned on the sofa and looked at him with a meaningful smile: "Third, we sleep separately."

Siming smiled: "It's over?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Siming turned around and picked up the phone to call the moving company, asking them to move his wardrobe and bed from Xingyun Building.Then he turned his head and said: "The moving company will move the furniture later, how to arrange it is up to you."

Ye Jinghui gave a flat "hmm".

Siming thought for a while, then took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and handed them to Ye Jinghui: "Here are the keys to the house, this is the front door, and each room is marked." After a slight pause, "Don't lose it."

Ye Jinghui remained silent, and took the key from his hand, his warm body temperature remained on the cold metal.

After that, he went to the study, as if he was sorting out the materials. After a while, the moving company also came to the door. Ye Jinghui put his arms around his chest and acted as the commander, letting those people arrange the furniture according to his instructions, and tossed all afternoon.

When everything was ready and the room was finally filled, Siming said: "I have something to go out for a while, if you are hungry, go to the restaurant downstairs to eat something, or I will bring you takeaway when I come back."

Ye Jinghui raised his head, glanced at him, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Come back early, I'll wait for you."

Siming glanced at him calmly, turned and left.

Language stimulation had little effect, Ye Jinghui shrugged, turned to the bedroom, glanced lightly at the wall, and found an unobtrusive blind spot in the corner of the bookcase, Ye Jinghui smiled slightly, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, prepare two miniature bugs for me within three days."

……

Siming drove to the agreed place.

This is a well-known local red light district. There are countless bars on one street, and the gorgeous lights dazzle people.

After parking the car, he stepped into a hotel. The location of the hotel was extremely secret. After entering, Siming went straight to the third floor and knocked lightly on the door.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of strong wind rushed towards him. His keen reaction made Siming turn sideways to avoid it instantly. Then, he swept another leg from his waist. Siming grabbed the man's ankle with his backhand and pulled it violently. With a scream, the assailant fell to the ground on all fours!

Siming bypassed him and walked into the room. A group of teenagers stood with their hands behind their backs. In the middle was Guan Tianze in a white suit, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his thumb resting on his chin, looking at Siming with a half-smile.

"Tsk, I almost forgot, your skill is very good." Guan Tianze praised.

Siming frowned slightly, took out a document and threw it on the table: "This is the contract to transfer Nanyao's shares to you, and I have already signed it. What do I want?"

"Hehe, the negatives of the photos, and the videos, right?" Guan Tianze leaned over and took out a cardboard box from the drawer, threw it to Siming, and said with a smile, "You actually made such a big deal to protect his reputation?" Sacrifice is not easy, Siming."

Siming took the cardboard box in his hand and looked at him calmly: "Do you think you won because Nanyao became yours?" The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little indifferent and disdainful, "Nanyao's large sum of money has already I invested in Tianyu, and I will not show mercy to Nanyao just because it belongs to the Xu family, the one who laughs last is the real winner, Guan Tianze, you are too happy too soon."

"Hahahaha, don't worry, I will have the last laugh! I will not let Ye Jinghui die too happily. As for you and Xiao Yi, with me around, it is impossible to live too comfortably. I am the cancer in your stomach , from time to time, it will make you feel miserable, hahaha." Guan Tianze suddenly stopped laughing, and looked at Siming coldly, "The last time I kidnapped Ye Jinghui, the time you beat me is still unforgettable. Remember, you didn't beat me to death at that time, so today, I also want to ask you to suffer a little bit."

Guan Tianze raised his eyebrows at the people around him, and the group surrounded Siming.

Siming smiled slightly, threw his suit on the sofa next to him, loosened his tie, and looked at Guan Tianze coldly: "Why, do you want to do it?"

"Yeah, I liked you very much when I was in school. Every time you won the taekwondo competition, I was fascinated by watching it in the audience. I haven't watched it enough. You can perform for me again today." He waved his hands and said with a smile, "You guys treat Mr. Si well."

He actually invited a group of hooligans to support the scene...

Siming couldn't help sneering in his heart, and stretched out his hand in a defensive posture.The group of people looked at each other and slowly surrounded Siming.

A boy punched out, and a gust of wind hit his face. Siming turned sideways with a smile, grabbed his wrist accurately, bent, twisted, and only heard the crisp sound of "click" joint dislocation. Screaming and rolling to the ground.

Seeing that his companion had lost his chance, the person behind him slashed at the back of Siming's head with his palm!The person on the left raised his foot and kicked straight to the abdomen!The two people on the right swung their fists together!Siming calmly stayed where he was, turned sideways, bent over, and swept the thousand troops with one move, tripping the man behind him to the ground, the two people on the left grabbed their wrists together, and fell over their shoulders to the ground!Before the foot of the man on the right touched the corner of Siming's clothes, Siming leaned back, lifted his foot with one hand, and turned him over with a flip!

In an instant, the four people who surrounded them were knocked down one by one by Siming, and they were thrown into the corner to pile up human flesh, and the screams were endless.

Siming clapped his hands, rushed to Guan Tianze and said, "Next time, find some professionals, what's the matter with pulling a few gangsters from the street?"

Guan Tianze smiled and said: "This is the foreplay. It's just for you to stretch your muscles and bones. You haven't reached the climax yet. Why are you in a hurry." As he said, he clapped his hands, and suddenly six tall black men popped out from the side. clothes man.

Siming was taken aback. The clothes of these people were obviously gangsters lurking in the dark in the red light district. Since when did Guan Tianze get involved with gangsters?Thinking about it, he was able to escape from the United States to China alone without being discovered, so he must have a strong background.

Siming smiled: "I dare to come alone today, so I'm naturally ready to be beaten up twice by you." He clapped his hands and hooked his fingers with a smile, "Come on."

The people this time are obviously no easier to deal with than those little hooligans just now, their faces are full of mechanized cold expressions, they are well-trained, and their shots are fast, accurate and ruthless!Siming also used what he had learned all his life to calm down and deal with them.

It was exhausting to run, so Siming covered his body with his fists, stood on the spot, saw the moves, put one foot on the ground, and stretched out the other foot at a [-]-degree angle, accurately kicking the man on the right in the abdomen!At the same time as he retracted his feet, he felt a gust of wind behind his head, and Siming's elbow swung upwards, hitting the man's jaw directly.

Immediately, Siming knocked down two more, those men seemed inspired by the blood from the corners of their companions' mouths, they shouted loudly, and surrounded Siming again!

At first, those people didn't dare to get too close, and they kept surrounding him until someone succeeded in a sneak attack, and Siming received a solid punch in the back!A group of people rushed forward immediately, punching and kicking, there was no fair competition at all, it was a many-on-one beating!

His whole body was shrouded in the fists and feet of those people. No matter how good his kung fu was, Siming was no match for four hands, let alone facing the direct siege of six masters!Avoiding the left side, the right side is a strong kick, avoiding the back of the head, and punching head-on, the sound of fists and feet touching the body can be heard endlessly, Siming frowned tightly, his chest was painful, and finally couldn't help it , holding his chest, vomited a mouthful of blood, and slid to the ground.

Guan Tianze's eyes flashed with excitement, he dismissed his subordinates, stepped forward and squatted gently next to Siming, raised his chin with his fingers, and praised: "Sure enough, he is a man, and he hasn't said anything until now? Ye Jinghui doesn't Like you, how about I like you, Senior Siming."

Siming twitched the corners of his mouth, a burst of blood surged up, and he spat out blood again.

"Cough...cough..." The cough became hoarse, and it seemed that the injury was not serious.

Guan Tianze frowned slightly when he saw the blood he spat on his hands, but he heard Siming panting and said with contempt: "You? Forget it. Being liked by you is an insult to me... …vomit……"

Guan Tianze punched him in the stomach and interrupted his words!

Seeing more and more blood dripping from Siming's lips, even dripping down and staining the corner of his clothes, Guan Tianze smiled and said: "Don't say such things that make me sad, I have been secretly in love with you, senior, for many years. When I was in college, I especially liked to follow you and peek at you. Every time you went to the Taekwondo Association for training, I would lie on the outside of the window and peep at you. After being a stalker for so many years, you ended up falling in love with someone else. It's not easy for me, is it?"

Siming pressed his chest and coughed lightly for a while, and another stream of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at him, and said coldly, "Guan Tianze, you'd better see a psychiatrist."

Guan Tianze was startled, and suddenly burst into laughter: "I've seen it, and the psychiatrist said that my mind has been distorted for a long time, and I can't get it back. I think this is very good. I am very happy to see you all in pain. Do you know? You didn't see, when Xiao Yi saw me, his pale face was like seeing a ghost, hahaha."

Hearing him laughing wildly there, Siming frowned slightly.

Guan Tianze had had enough of laughing, and then gently stroked his Adam's apple with his fingers, and said: "Beating a handsome man like you until his nose is bruised and his face swollen, and letting him out will affect the appearance of the city. Otherwise, will you just stay here for a few days?" After a pause, he smiled evilly again, "No, you should let Ye Jinghui see your face, maybe he will think that your performance art is very individual, and he will like you instead."

……

Siming was thrown by Guan Tianze to the door of the villa.

The lights were on in the house, and Ye Jinghui seemed to be watching TV in the living room.

Siming pressed his pale fingers tightly to his chest, desperately suppressing his cough. His whole body ached, and his chest was even more painful. Every breath felt like he was swallowing a sharp sword. screwed together.

Qi and blood surged up, and the blood in the mouth continued to flow down the corner of the mouth, staining a large area of ​​the front of the chest red.

Siming called Xu Qing with trembling fingertips, and the female voice over there was puzzled: "Si Ming, is there anything you can do to find me so late?"

Siming tried his best to adjust his breathing, and managed to squeeze out a calm sentence: "...I'll wait for you at the gate of Liuhua Community in the western suburbs, come and pick me up."

Xu Qing seemed to hear something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll come right away."

Siming put the phone back into his pocket.

The fingertips touched the cold metal, it was the key to the house, as long as you take it out and open the door, you can see the person you most want to see at the moment.

Siming just put the key in the palm of his hand and shook it lightly, turned his head and glanced at the home with the warm yellow lights, struggled to get up, and walked slowly towards the gate of the community step by step.

He shouldn't be allowed to see such a posture, as long as he hides alone and heals his injuries, that's enough.

There is no need to win his sympathy, or even his hypocritical care and care.

——It is not necessary to pay for him, let him know.

The dots of warm yellow light gradually became blurred in the field of vision, and it was getting farther and farther away from the house that could not be called home.

Siming finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground at the gate of the community.