The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

On the day of Liqiu, there was a little rain in the sky.

Wen Ci was about to go out to do "business", and before leaving, he saw Song Yang reading in the study, a dictionary he was reading.

This is probably too challenging for the scumbags. The young man's face is almost glued to the dictionary, his expression is dignified and funny, and he is afraid that he is not reading a dictionary but a bible.

But Song Yang looked at it quite seriously, holding a reader in his hand, and was mechanically reading the words in the dictionary aloud.

Since the last time I met Richard, Song Yang began to study hard.

If it was before, Wen Ci would be very relieved to see the young man so eager to learn. He still remembers that he used to force Song Yang to study criminal law, and he couldn't tear Song Yang's sleeping face off the desk unless he was rewarded with something at night.

So conscious now.

It can be seen how much Song Yang cared about what Richard said that day.

However, at this time, it is obviously not a very good habit to get to the bottom of it.

Therefore, Wen Ci didn't go in to disturb Song Yang's study, but only asked Sally to tell her that she was going to start a small business.

The two came to Silver Horn Ferry.

This is the place Richard appointed to gather for this operation, because he was going to sea.

I saw a double-decker luxury yacht sitting here, and Mostima greeted them on the deck of the first floor.

Wen Ci didn't see anyone else, and asked Mostima: [Is it only you? ]

[And the Boss, on top. ] The red-haired boy pointed to the second floor of the yacht.

Wen Ci looked up and saw light smoke curling up on the second floor, the salty smell of barbecue in the sea breeze, and the aroma of fermented wine.

Is this like going to "do business"?

Wen Ci and Su Heng exchanged glances before boarding the yacht.

As expected, Richard was on the second floor, sitting on the open-air dining table, with a beach umbrella to keep out the rain on his head, double servings of wine and food were placed on the dining table, and the seats were arranged.

Richard pointed to the seat next to him warmly. This is a typical dining table for two people. The seats are adjacent to each other, leaning against the fence, decorated with flowers, and facing the sea. There is no room for a third person to add another seat. It is quite romantic.

[sit down. ] Richard's arm rests on the back of the crystal armchair beside him.

Wen Ci ignored Richard, and he looked at the kitchen counter on the other side of the dining counter expressionlessly.

There was a small open-air cafeteria, and Song Yang, who was originally left by him to study in the mansion, appeared here... The snacks on the dining table are freshly made, which is obviously an unreasonable situation.

Su Heng's face froze.

Wen Ci's expression was not good-looking, and he went straight to the seat next to Richard and sat down. The man's arm on the back of the chair just wrapped him in his arms.

Wen Ci sat upright, did not lean on lazily, stared at the man with cold eyes, [What does this mean? ]

Richard glanced at Song Yang, and asked Wenci meaningfully: [You mean him? ]

Wen Ci: [No. ]

Richard: [? ]

Wen Ci: [I am referring to this operation, not to say that everyone will come here to gather together to do a big business, why all of a sudden there are yachts, fine wine, and delicious food?I almost thought we were here for an autumn outing. ]

Richard was stunned for a while, then laughed, and put his arm on the back of the chair to Wen Ci's shoulder, [I thought you would ask me why your little husband is here. ]

Wen Ci raised his hand and shook the man's arm from his shoulder.

Wen Ci's small eyes were so sharp, it actually made Richard a little guilty, his arms had nowhere to rest and had to shrink back...

[...Don't be angry, it's actually part of the action,] Richard doesn't like warm words and cold faces, and he uses forceful words to coax the beauty to be happy: [Every time we act, we will do some superficial kung fu to conceal people's ears, otherwise we can't bring a bunch of brothers to swagger through the market , That's too eye-catching, after all, what we do is a shady business, with champagne beauties like this, wouldn't it be good to go on a boat trip? ]

Wen Ci: [Then it seems that the purpose of my action this time is to cover up for the boss?Eating, drinking, playing, and having fun can complete the task, unlike others, who come and go without a trace, and do big things. ]

Richard: […]

Richard: [Smart teeth, this mouth of yours really should be blocked by you. ]

[Have a drink. ] Richard handed the champagne to Wenci.

Wen Ci crossed his eyebrows coldly butted over, glanced at the champagne, and asked: [Since it is a trip, in what capacity should I accept your invitation?lover? ]

Richard smiled, [huh~]

Wen Ci also laughed, sneered, [What a beautiful idea, my friend. ]

Richard: […]

[Here's to our friendship and have a nice trip. ] Wen Ci clinked the glass with a wine glass, not allowing Richard to refuse, and completed the setting of his own personality.

Several times, Richard's offensive hit the spring like this and was bounced back. It was a very interesting experience, which made the man's eyes stay on the gentle face for a long time.

Wen Ci entered the setting quickly, with a smile on his face, as if he was out for an autumn outing.

And Richard's eyes blended with ice and fire, it was hot summer and cold winter.

The yacht left the ferry and gradually moved away on the sea, rushing to an unnamed island.

Today's wind is a bit lively, and the rain is a little heavier.

There are many islands around country G, some of which are uninhabited and unnamed, with remote and mysterious natural features.

The unnamed island that Wen Ci followed Richard landed on is a completely wild and undeveloped jungle island. The huge shrubs and dense forests look like there are some monsters hidden inside.

After the group landed on the island, they immediately found a place to stay and set up two tents by the stream in the jungle.

Richard is alone.

Wen Ci, Song Yang, and Su Heng are on top of each other

After Wen Ci entered his tent, he closed the curtain of the tent and asked Song Yang, "Why are you on the boat?"

This is a long overdue question, and it is expected to be decided the moment they board the ship, but after Wen Ci got on the ship and chatted with Richard, he never paid any attention to Song Yang who suddenly appeared, and Song Yang thought Wen Ci didn't care at all These.

So Song Yang was taken aback, and after a while he replied:

"Today I was reading in the study, and Sally suddenly told me that someone had brought me a translated note. I read it, and it was the translation of what Richard said to me that day, and then the person who sent the note. He also said that today there was an autumn outing and I asked you out, and it was Richard who asked me if I wanted to come together... so I followed."

Wen Ci: "We didn't really come out for an autumn tour."

Song Yang paused, and replied: "...I know, but this is a good opportunity, he is in the tent next door, can I ask him how he knew my father? The cigarette he said What was it? And that explosion..."

Wen Ci interrupted: "No need, the bombing is related to him. Cigarettes are drugs. He gave them to your father. Later, people from Qin Zhenting bought these cigarettes from your father. Your father hid two packs of them without knowing it." , causing death.

To put it bluntly, Richard was the murderer who indirectly killed your father. "

Song Yang froze for a moment, his face turned pale.

He had imagined that the big drug lord had something to do with his father's death, but he didn't expect Wen Ci to be so clear. He couldn't help but ask Su Heng, who was silent at the side, "...do you also know?"

Wen Ci: "He's the one who told me that he even sold the two packs of cigarettes that your father hid privately, probably at a good price, and then joined the Black Rat."

? ? ? ? ?

Su Heng was caught off guard by being sold out all of a sudden, he could see Song Yang's emotions boiling up, his face was stinky, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to break up with him, "... ..."

Fuck, Su Heng wanted to kill Wen Ci orz, but this idea existed for less than a second, and then powerlessly disappeared.

This is the most suitable version of the truth to tell Song Yang at this juncture.

As for another fact that is closer to the truth, does Song Yang need to know?

That was more of an excuse to cleanse himself, and it didn't quite embellish what he'd done over the years.

On the contrary, the man Wen Ci described just now is more in line with his original appearance.

A lackey who has been with the drug lord for eight years.

He sold drugs and killed people.

is a villain.

……

Su Heng shot Song Yang with an anesthetic injection, after which Song Yang fell into a coma.

The sleeping appearance is so vicious that Su Heng doesn't even remember that this is the first time Song Yang has had conflicts with him.

So he covered that vicious face with a quilt, and then frowned and asked about the gentle words on the side:

"...What do you think is the purpose of Richard bringing Song Yang in this operation?"

When the two guys quarreled, Wen Ci watched the whole process and didn't intervene. He looked very indifferent, but now he lifted a small corner of the quilt covering Song Yang's face with an indifferent face, for fear of being covered by others. with.

Seeing this little action, Su Heng sighed.

Wen Ci's face became even colder. Sitting beside Song Yang, he looked like an old father, with a straight posture and the appearance of going to war at any time, staring at the curtain of the tent meticulously.

"We'll know in the next meeting."

……

However, on the day of landing on the island, from daytime to midnight, there has been no incident.

Wen Ci never saw a specific transaction. Richard took him as a simple travel companion and did not reveal the plan to him at all. Even Banker, the trader, disappeared.

Instead, that night, Richard made a bonfire on a whim?

It was really like they were on vacation, they called Mostima and Wen Ci to eat skewers together, asked Su Heng to perform a show, and asked Song Yang to cook a fire.

Song Yang almost poked Richard with the fire stick, and Mostima's bullet almost shot a big hole in Song Yang's body. In the end, they broke up. Wen Ci gave Richard who was watching the drama a look, and felt sorry for Richard. In his eyes, he went back to the tent.

In order to prevent the young man from getting hotheaded and assassinating Richard late at night, Wen Ci simply hugged Song Yang and slept all night. As a result, this guy was so tempered that he couldn't even hug him, so he kicked him unexpectedly? ? ?

Most of Wen Ci's body was tilted out of the bed, and Su Heng was covering his head in another bed, pretending to sleep, not daring to move, let alone control.

Wen Ci glared at Song Yang, and stopped coaxing him, just leaned out of the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Song Yangzhen didn't respond to the warm remarks for half the night.

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly blew up, and the temperature suddenly dropped. Song Yang lay in bed with his eyes open and shivered. He suddenly recovered, and brought Wen Ci back.

Wen Ci seemed not asleep, but also seemed to be woken up by him. When he slid into Song Yang's arms, he opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at Song Yang at close range with his dark and transparent eyes.

Song Yang couldn't speak, he felt that the person in his arms was both familiar and strange, which made him not know what to do.

Wen Ci: "Have you ever played a game with someone?"

The sudden topic was a bit thoughtless, Song Yang reacted for a while, and then asked hoarsely: "What game?"

Wen Ci moved to Song Yang's ear, plugged Song Yang's only earphones, and plugged one in his own ear. After that, the gentle and serious voice was like the whisper of the person next to the pillow, and it slipped into Song Yang's ear, called Song Yang Slightly startled.

Wen Ci: "The game of domination and being dominated, that is, one person has to listen to the other.

Just like there is also a game between me and Richard, a game of winner and loser. He doesn't think I can shake his position, but I also have great confidence in myself. "

Wen Ci: "He and I are fighting in this game. I don't want you to intervene until the winner is decided."

Wen Ci: "Of course, I know, you are very unhappy and angry because it was confirmed that he was your father-killing enemy.

But if you kill him because of this, the game between me and him will end in your hands, and I will be the loser in this game. No one among the black rats will believe a person who violates the rules by assassinating such a despicable means New Boss, so how do I win my victory and keep the Black Rat in the palm of my hand? "

Song Yang didn't speak, just stared at him blankly.

The warm words are persuasive and persuasive, like a demon, persuading the new player next to the pillow.

"Want to play a game with me too? No matter what happens next, you must respect the game between me and the boss, listen to me, and don't make any claims to trouble him, no matter how he provokes you.

This is the rules of the game, if you follow the rules, when I win the game with him, I will reward you with a wish, how about it? "

The gentle and indifferent expression on Wen Ci's face made Song Yang feel familiar and scary, as if they had played this kind of game before.

But the third-party player who participated in the game at that time was Si Yuan, but now he has become a big devil.

"He is my father-killing enemy, this is not a game, Wen Ci!"

Song Yang couldn't help but glared at Wen Ci ferociously, and even yelled at Wen Ci in such a loud voice that it could wake up even the next door. This was the first time he had such a bad attitude towards Wen Ci.

"..." Wen Ci closed his mouth.

Song Yang shut his mouth abruptly, and then fell into unreasonable irritability. He got up from the bed and rushed out of the tent.

"...Why are you running away in anger? Are you afraid that he will do something stupid??" Su Heng "woke up" and immediately turned over the quilt and followed out.

Leaving Boss Wen lying on the bed without her husband, looking at the lonely tent roof, feeling a bit of coolness, Wen Ci consciously accepted the fact that she was scolded by her husband.

Song Yang did not return to the tent until the next day.

Su Heng searched for the whole night, and the big living person disappeared in this jungle!

Wen Ci didn't react too much. After getting up, he added a few more clothes, and baked sweet potatoes by himself. The rain that was pouring down yesterday stopped today, but the wind was much stronger, and Wen Ci's hands were cold after a while. of sweet potatoes.

Seeing that Wen Ci re-buried the sweet potatoes in the pit for roasting, Richard was really curious, [Little husband is missing, don't you want to look for it? ]

Wen Ci didn't want to talk to Richard, [Get it back and then you will run away in anger? ]

Richard was thick-skinned, [I thought you ran away because of your anger. Listening to the movement last night, you seem to have had an argument?What did you say to him? ]

Wen Ci: [Tell him not to assassinate you impulsively. ]

Richard raised his eyebrows, [So concerned about me? ]

Wen Ci clearly sensed the unexpected joy in the other party's emotions, and couldn't help but look at the other party, snorting angrily.

[Boss, although I am very ambitious and long for your position, a soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier. I think my ambition will not affect my loyalty to you. Is it such an accident? ]

Richard paused, [Angry? ]

[What do you say? ] Wen Ci drew a [-]-point line between himself and Richard with a fire-making branch, then pulled his clothes with a cold face, put his hands on the fire to roast, and finally a gust of wind blew over, and the fire went out...

Wen Ci became more and more angry, and stared at Richard, with the anger on his face like a little daughter-in-law.

[Boss, if my avatar yesterday could still be considered as a travel partner with you, with today’s weather, how can our actions be disguised as a trip, right?

The weather at sea is still very dangerous, but Banker has never shown up. Is there something wrong with him, or is there another plan on your side?Even if it's not convenient to tell me, as a fellow traveler, it's not too much to ask when this autumn tour will end, right? ]

Wen Ci: [I don't want to stay on this island for another day. ]

Richard came over on the [-]th parallel, sat down next to Wen Ci, took the branch in Wen Ci's hand, peeled off the soil where the sweet potato was buried, dug out the sweet potato and handed it to Wen Ci, coaxing his "little daughter-in-law".

[If there are no accidents, we can go back today.The sweet potato is hot and ready to eat, don't be angry? ]

Wen Ci glanced at Richard, the little emotions in his beautiful eyes were colorful and endearing.

Wen Ci took the sweet potato from the man.

The man had breakfast with Wen Ci, and while helping to re-ignite the fire, he notified his subordinates through the pocket communicator on the collar in front of Wen Ci: [The transaction can begin. ]

Wen Ci held the sweet potato and ate it without any reaction.

It was Richard, who looked at Wen Ci carefully, as if admiring a fragile object.

He suddenly lowered his voice, approached Wen Ci's ear, and reminded in a low voice: [If you encounter any danger later, remember to run to the east of the jungle. ]

Wen Ci paused, holding sweet potatoes and looking at the man.

Richard smiled.

The wind got stronger.