I heard someone wants to raise me

Jing Xiuzhu is a man with a poisonous mouth and is merciless.

Wen Cheng has known him for more than seven years. They came out to play games together, lived in a crowded and cramped house together, studied tactics, and reached the pinnacle of the game together.

If there is anyone in this world who knows Jing Xiuzhu the best, he is at the top of the list.

He kept his word and never said empty words. If he said he wanted to kill a person, the person would basically be useless.

Because he hurt the boss, Jing Xiuzhu is going to kill someone?Wen Cheng suddenly remembered what Jing Xiuzhu said when he turned his head to the side during the training last night.

"No, Captain Jing, do you really like the boss?"

Jing Xiuzhu said "um", stopped the car and sat in, and heard Wen Cheng say: "Don't be impulsive, where is he? I'll come over too, if you have something to say, don't do it."

"You don't need to come, listen to me and go back and watch Ning Jianjing, I have my own measure." After finishing speaking, Jing Xiuzhu hung up the phone without waiting for Wen Cheng to say anything more.

—

When he reached the entrance of the bar, he happened to see Yuan Sheng coming out of the bar drunk, throwing up against the wall, almost fell to the ground, and staggered a few steps.

Jing Xiuzhu stood where he was and watched him for a while.

Yuan Sheng didn't drink much, and Jing Xiuzhu didn't let them drink, so basically he couldn't hold on after two drinks, but he felt that his career was ruined, so he simply got drunk to relieve his worries.

The bar is full of people coming and going, although it is daytime, there are also many customers.

Jing Xiuzhu took a look at the location and walked over after a while.

After Jing Xiuzhu left, Ning Jianjing pressed his temples and closed his eyes a little bit unbearably.

His mind was in a mess, he had never lost control of his emotions like this before, and said everything out, he shouldn't have said that to Jing Xiuzhu.

Like, like telling him his grievances.

How the Ning family insulted him was his business, and had nothing to do with Jing Xiuzhu. He had never insulted himself, and he even came to defend him just now, but he accepted his anger for no reason.

Ning Jianjing felt like a psychopath who didn't know what to do, biting whoever caught him, and stabbing whoever approached him.

"Knock knock!"

Ning Jianjing looked up.

"Sir, here is the painkiller you want." The waiter handed it over with both hands.

Ning Jianjing gave some tips casually, and said: "You help me tidy up here, change the sheets and everything, I'll go out for a while."

The waiter is busy.

Ning Jianjing unscrewed the mineral water and took the medicine, threw the remaining pills on the table, tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes, and after walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "If the person surnamed Jing at the opposite door If you ask Mr. Yan, you will say that I went out with a Mr. Yan."

"Ok sir."

Ning Jianjing waved his hands, but instead of going to Yan Hai as he told the waiter, he stopped the car and went to the biggest gold selling cave in Jiangcheng.

It's called a mean alley.

An antique building that occupies a huge area, is exquisitely decorated from the inside to the outside, wishing that the cracks in the walls were filled with gold powder, but it has a sour name, pretending to be coquettish.

When Ning Jianjing entered through the gate, a waiter greeted him immediately, "Hi sir, may I ask..."

"I'm not here for entertainment, so I don't need to serve you."

He has never been to Jiangcheng, but there is also a back alley in Qincheng, with exactly the same building and decoration as this one.

Ning Jianjing pushed open the door, and the lingering music inside let out all at once, and someone turned off the sound, and the private room fell into silence for a moment.

Several scantily clad young girls sat or leaned against a middle-aged man, who was propped up on a large sofa with one hand, and a few bodyguards stood behind him with expressionless faces, ignoring his amusement.

There was a sudden silence, and everyone looked up at the door.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and hastily withdrew his hand, his eyes fixed on the door.

Ning Jianjing walked in with his hands in his pockets, his posture was calm but his brows were slightly frowned by the bad air, "Huangzhou, you don't feel smoky either."

Everyone knew that Huang Zhou was the owner of this gold selling cave, and few people in the entire Erjiang City would dare to mess with him, so he had to look at his face first.

It's not because of how powerful he is, it's just that the people who come here for entertainment have more rights, and the face given to him is enough for him to be domineering, and there are still people who dare to talk to him like that.

Everyone thought that Huang Zhou was about to get angry, so they all shrank their hearts in silence, shivered their shoulders and moved back to prevent Chi Yu from being hurt, but quietly looked at the man at the door.

Young and beautiful.

Huang Zhou took a deep breath, lowered his voice and ordered: "You all go out."

Ning Jianjing sat down on the sofa on one side, waited for everyone to go out, then picked up an unopened bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and took Huang Zhou's glass.

"Hey, wait a minute." Huang Zhou put his hand on the rim of the cup and said with a smile, "I dare not drink the wine the boss poured for me."

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

"No, that's what you mean." Huang Zhou wiped off his sweat, and asked respectfully, "You came today...do you have something for me to do?"

Ning Jianjing poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, "Yes."

Huang Zhou toasted him without trembling, and saw him pick up his own wine and drank it down in one gulp.

"Looking for you to help me teach a blind thing."

Ning Jianjing turned the cup with his fingertips, lowered his eyes to hide the coldness and cruelty in his eyes, and said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "His hand is forfeited."

"Who?!" Huang Zhou was startled when he heard that.

He carefully looked at Ning Jianjing for a while, but suddenly he was taken aback, did he have finger marks on his face?

Ok?

"What is your name?"

Ning Jianjing threw the cup on the table, "Yuan Sheng."

He called up the photo, and said a little bit about his identity. The rest of Huang Zhou was capable of checking, so he didn't need to waste his time, so he stood up and dusted off his pants.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Huang Zhou hurriedly stood up and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

Ning Jianjing said "um", turned around and left with his hands in his pockets, and when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around.

Huang Zhou hurriedly stood up straight, and asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Well, when you go, if you meet a tall and good-looking man with a pale face, stop him and don't let him do it."

"Why?" Huang Zhou blurted out, seeing that Ning Jianjing frowned, knowing that he had crossed the line, he hurriedly said, "Yes, I know."

Ning Jianjing replied, "He has his own life, don't ruin it for me."

Huang Zhou listened with downcast eyes, but didn't dare to speak.

Ning Jianjing said softly, as if sighing, "I have nothing, and I am not afraid of anything. He has his own proud career, family, and concerns, which is different from me."

**

"What are you doing! Uh...uh...Jing Xiuzhu...you...you let me go!"

Yuan Sheng was pinched by Jing Xiuzhu on the back of his neck and pushed into the sink filled with water in the bathroom, and he was stuffy in it, almost suffocating.

"Sober up, let's talk." Jing Xiuzhu didn't let go, and pressed him down again as he spoke, allowing him to thrash and struggle with his arms and legs.

Yuan Sheng pinched the edge of the washbasin in pain, and he almost lost the strength to struggle. He choked a lot of water in his nasal cavity, and the pain made him tear up. Every time he was picked up by Jing Xiuzhu, he choked desperately. Cough for breath.

"You fucking...are you sick? I'm drinking, what's bothering you? You give me... let go...!"

"When to learn to speak well, when to let go."

"I hate your mother and I..."

"One more curse, and I'll switch from the sink to the toilet." Jing Xiuzhu said lightly.

"I don't care for you... I don't believe you dare, I... what are you doing! Jing Xiuzhu, how dare you!"

Jing Xiuzhu tugged at the cloth at the nape of his neck with a cold look, and with the other hand tightly clutching his wrist, he flung it into the bathroom cubicle, and buckled the lock with his backhand.

Yuan Sheng was drunk and was held in the pool by him for so long, he had already lost his strength, and retreated fiercely, "How dare you! I'm calling someone!"

Jing Xiuzhu approached, raised his foot and kicked.

Yuan Sheng's knees softened, and he knelt in front of the toilet. Although the toilets here have been cleaned and there is no peculiar smell, what is this...

How could he be so humiliated!

Just now when Jing Xiuzhu came, he slapped him hard across the face, almost knocking out his teeth, as if he killed his wife himself.

He had never seen Jing Xiuzhu like this before, as if possessed by Shura, full of killing intent.

Yuan Sheng was a little frightened, he was really a little frightened after being stuck in the pool these few times, he was really going to kill someone.

"Jing Xiuzhu, how dare you! Even if I call someone to come, you will not end well!"

Jing Xiuzhu squatted down and smiled: "Call, let them come and see you, how to wash your mouth."

"Fuck you..." Before Yuan Sheng could finish his sentence, Jing Xiuzhu grabbed the back of his neck and stuffed it into the toilet. water.

Jing Xiuzhu grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him up, forcing him to look up at himself, "Have you washed it?"

"I..." Yuan Sheng wanted to scold, but the moment he met his eyes, he swallowed it back abruptly, gritted his teeth and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why did I provoke you!"

Jing Xiuzhu lowered his head, met his eyes, and smiled slightly, "You want to rape Ning Jianjing, there must be such a thing."

Yuan Sheng's eyes widened instantly, "What do you want to do?! Let me tell you not to...ah!!"

A howl resounded through the bathroom, and echoed several times in the empty space, making it even more miserable.

Yuan Sheng covered his legs and curled up into a ball, screams and gasps intertwined, his face turned pale instantly, his face didn't know whether it was cold sweat or the water just flushed from the toilet, it fell into the neckline one after another.

Jing Xiuzhu squatted down and said: "Yuansheng, you are my teammate. We have worked together for six years. We have gone through ups and downs together, won and lost. I thought you would never betray FRG in this life, and the team transfer is normal. However, if you want to leave, no one will let you go, and you shouldn't want to ruin him."

"Xiao Song is only 15 years old, if you ruin his hand, his whole life will be ruined."

"He has just entered the professional circle, and he hasn't won a championship yet. You want to cut off his life. What do you think?"

Yuan Sheng lay on the ground, unable to listen to anything. He suspected that his place would be abolished from today, and his scalp was so painful that it exploded.

"You...you are avenging your own personal revenge...don't use Xiao Song as a cover..." Yuan Sheng took a deep breath, out of breath from the pain, "don't think I don't know, you are... for Ning to see Jing revenge... Did you find out... I fell for him..."

Jing Xiuzhu was originally full of anger, but suddenly stopped when he heard him say this, and listened to his continued sophistry in a leisurely manner.

Yuan Sheng gasped for breath, "It's nice to say, won't you let it go? You didn't hear what Ning Jianjing said. He let me stay in FRG for four years, and the four years when I couldn't play. What does this mean to me? Don't you?" Know?"

"Stop it. He told you to be as quiet as a chicken in the team. That's because after you hurt Xiao Song, don't throw the blame around and treat your illness."

Yuan Sheng said: "If he was willing to let me go in the first place, would I design Xiao Song?"

"Oh dear, you are really good at making excuses. Even cross talk actors can't beat you. How dare you eat your food, and we have to beat the gongs and drums to send you off? Hey, your brain was smashed by a gun, and the bullets left in it rusted What's the matter?"

"You have fucked him before. With your IQ, you don't take a piss to match yourself. You did it in your dream. Did the series play here in your dream? There is no knife here, otherwise you will spend the rest of your life I have to go to court drama, understand?"

"Yuansheng, what do you think? If FRG loses again, it is also a wealthy team that has won five championships. You rush to another team for a round tour, and when you are beaten and cried by us, do you still have to beg to come back?" , when the time comes, we will buy you another [-]-gun firecracker to welcome you back like a dog?"

"You said that you don't want to be ashamed. Oh yes, you are right in one sentence, public revenge." Jing Xiuzhu stood up, raised his feet slightly, and smiled.

"It's almost time to talk, now... It's time for me to take revenge."

"Ning Jianjing, are you supporting him too? Yuan Sheng, like a man, you have grudges and grudges. If you have any grudges in the future, come to me and I will bear it all."

Yuan Sheng realized his purpose, and retreated reflexively until his back touched the wall, curled up on the ground to protect his wrist, "You...no...don't...you can't..."

Jing Xiuzhu: "Look carefully, whether I can do it or not."

"You ruined my hand, you hurt it on purpose! If I sue you, you will go to jail!"

Jing Xiuzhu raised his head, put his feet down, and took a step towards him, forcing him to retreat, watching him curl up and trembling without saying a word.

"I don't care, if I can't protect him, am I worthy of liking him?"

Yuan Sheng was really scared, and shook his head desperately: "Jing Xiuzhu don't...please...please...I know I was wrong."

"Wrong?" Jing Xiuzhu's mouth curled up, "It's late."

Yuan Sheng's eyes widened the moment he landed, shook his head desperately, and clasped his hands tightly to protect his chest, "No... no... help! Help!"

boom!

The bathroom door was kicked open, and Jing Xiuzhu barely swept across his back. He turned his head, and the two strong men in black looked down at Yuan Sheng who looked like garbage on the ground.

"Are you Yuansheng?"

Yuan Sheng hurriedly got up and nodded frantically: "I am, I am! This person is going to kill me, please save me!"

"take away."

Jing Xiuzhu stretched out his hand: "Who are you?"

The man looked him up and down, "Don't worry about it, our boss wants him, so I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

Jing Xiuzhu frowned, watched Yuan Sheng scrambled and crawled behind the man with a savior on his face, and sneered, "No one should meddle in other people's business, he is willing to go with you, so it has nothing to do with me."

After finishing speaking, Jing Xiuzhu walked out of the small space and went to the sink to wash his hands.

With a swollen face, Yuan Sheng followed behind the man in an ugly posture, and gave him a hard look, "Jing Xiuzhu, wait, I won't let you go."

"Please."

**

Jing Xiuzhu looked at his back, took a deep breath, and felt a headache.

He and Yuan Sheng have come to this point from teammates, and it is sadder than anyone else. They used to trust him so much and handed over their backs to him, but now they want to speak ill of each other.

From last season's disastrous defeat, to coping with various interviews and comforting fans, to meeting Lin Dewei again, Yuan Sheng's sudden rebellion, Xiao Song's injury, he made a temporary move and pushed Ning Jianjing onto the battlefield.

He took the risk of the entire team, and afterward, there was someone who would rather see the medicine and wait for the teacher to question him.

The matter here has not been resolved, but Ning Jianjing was injured again, almost raped, almost died in Yuan Sheng's hands, one after another, he had no chance to breathe, and piled up one by one, He was almost exhausted physically and mentally.

He even felt for a moment that he couldn't count how many mountains were on his shoulders, and his overwhelmed physical condition almost collapsed. If it weren't for that little medicine, he might not be able to survive now.

After Lin Shu disappeared, he hadn't slept well for nearly nine years. Whenever he fell asleep, he would wake up with a start when he thought of such a small child with a broken leg.

Chu Jiao found many children similar to Lin Shu, but none of them were him.

Jing Xiuzhu didn't tell Ning Jianjing that after Lin Shu's parents gave up looking and divorced, Lin's mother remarried and left, and Lin's father drank all day long, Lin Shu's grandmother also died soon.

The old man held his hand and told him that if one day he found Lin Shu, he would take him to her grave.

What her grandson looked like growing up.

If you can't find it, forget it.

Jing Xiuzhu's parents were busy. When he was a child, Grandma Lin took him with him. He had lunch and dinner at her house. Sometimes they stayed at Lin's house when they were on business trips. Grandma Lin was like his own grandma.

Jing Xiuzhu couldn't refuse the old man's last words, but Lin's father and Lin's mother gave up, he couldn't.

Memories are like a net, tightly binding him, and the weak request of the old man at the end of his life is like a magnetic chip with a broken needle, which is scratched in his heart.

Jing Xiuzhu supported the washbasin with his hands, and felt dizzy for a while. The scenery overlapped infinitely and there were gold stars and double images.

He shook his head vigorously, his hand propped by the pool softened, trembling slightly.

The pain in the temple was like a pinprick, as if someone had carefully poked every nerve with a thin needle, and then poked it back.

Jing Xiuzhu took a deep breath, forced himself to turn on the faucet, took a handful of cold water and buried his face in it.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly. He wiped his face and took out the phone. When he saw that it was Wen Cheng, "What's wrong?"

Wen Cheng said in a hurry: "I just arrived at the hotel and no one responded. I went to the lobby downstairs and asked. They said that the boss went out with a Mr. Yan. Do you know him?"

Jing Xiuzhu frowned slightly, Yan Hai?

"I see."

When Wen Cheng heard that his voice was a bit wrong, it was usually a bit hoarse, and it was obviously as if it had just been sanded, so he hurriedly asked: "You didn't kill Yuan Sheng, did you, it's a crime to kill someone."

"No... bang!"

Jing Xiuzhu's voice fell, and Wen Cheng suddenly heard a click from the phone, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, as if someone had fallen.

"Hey, you didn't bump into a telegraph pole, did you?" Wen Cheng chuckled and teased him: "Let's spare the telegraph pole, can't you... eh?"

"Jing Xiuzhu?"

When Wen Cheng saw that he didn't come back immediately, instead he was so quiet that he couldn't even hear his breathing, he panicked at once, it's stupid, it must be because he was hit with a sap from behind.

"Jing Xiuzhu! Don't scare me, just answer me."

"what happened?"

Wen Cheng was in a panic when he suddenly heard Ning Jianjing's voice, seeing him walking slowly in with his hands in his pockets, he hurried over and said, "Boss, something may have happened to Team Jing, I was on the phone with him, Suddenly there was no sound."

Ning Jianjing was taken aback, and held the phone to his ear, "Jing Xiuzhu?"

There was no answer.

"Don't worry, I know where he is." Ning Jianjing returned the phone to him, then took out his own phone and dialed, "Where did you find him just now?"

The other side didn't know what to say, Ning Jianjing's face turned cold suddenly, and he frowned, "Didn't you see the person next to him who looked like he was about to die suddenly? You throw him there, will you pay for it if he dies!"

……

"Chop him when you come back, go back first, and send him to the hospital, yes, now!"

Ning Jianjing hung up the phone, turned around, saw Wen Cheng's dumbfounded face, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Cheng shook his head blankly, he didn't know what to say, he always felt that something was wrong, Ning Jianjing saw him on the first day of the team, and was blown away by Jing Xiuzhu's words Like a young master.

what now?Why does it look so scary? The way he made the phone call just now looks like someone who is used to killing and making decisions, not at all like a fool.

"Let's go."

Wen Cheng trotted to catch up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I sent someone to send Jing Xiuzhu to the hospital, of course, if he dies unfortunately, then we have to go to the funeral parlor." It doesn’t have to be a millennium.”

Wen Cheng shivered, and whispered: "Boss, do you hate our team Jing very much? In fact, he..."

Ning Jianjing stopped walking, turned his head and said strangely: "It's not so obvious."

"It's so obvious." Wen Cheng nodded, feeling that it wasn't enough, and nodded again.

"He hates me too." Ning Jianjing laughed, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward slowly, not too fast, not too fast.

Wen Cheng slowed down his pace, walked with him, considered his words, and said, "Actually, our team Jing is quite nice, but he is not forgiving, but he is really nice to you, don't you?" I know how he usually mocks people."

"how is it like?"

Wen Cheng recalled a little, and said: "Once, I heard him mocking Lin Feng, saying, I threw a small dried fish on the keyboard, and the bamboo shoots were better than you."

"Another time, a new team was unconvinced when they lost to us. They said it was just a little bit close, and their fans also complained, saying that if we hadn't had better luck, they would have won."

"and then?"

"Then Team Jing said: Colored pens require luck. I, the Dream Extinguishing Mentor, understand?"

Ning Jianjing clicked his tongue, but smiled: "Why does he owe so much?"

Seeing that his complexion had improved a little, Wen Cheng said persistently: "Actually, he just has a bad mouth and a soft heart. He hasn't said anything serious to you since you've been in the team, right? Before you came, , He also specially asked someone to clean up the house behind the base for you... When he went down to pick you up, he even asked me to pick up the keys."

"There was no milk in our team before, and no one drank it. The one you drank that day was put there by Dr. Miao once. Later, you said that the milk was fishy and refused to drink it. Team Jing drove to buy milk and put it in the refrigerator. He probably thinks that drinking all day is bad for your stomach, so he just doesn't say anything."

Ning Jianjing paused with his fingers stuffed in his pocket, and raised his eyes: "Did he buy milk by himself?"

The author has something to say: Children, don’t stay up all night like Team Jing, look, you’re about to die suddenly (no.

Lord Ning, he is not a person who repays grievances with kindness. He is different from Xiao Jiang and Luo Luo that I have written in the past. He is not the kind of person who looks at the world with good intentions. If you have a grudge, you have a grudge, you have a grudge, if you can't accept it, scold me, don't scold him!

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