Text Chapter 437 A Poet-like Killer

In his consistent concept, he still continued the benevolence, boldness, and strict rules of the rivers and lakes in the past, even if they had a big hatred with each other at that time, and they hated each other deeply, they would never make up their minds about each other's families. [Full text reading.]

Times have changed, and the changes have made the real high-rollers a little helpless.

But there is no doubt that this time Xiao Bohan's judgment was wrong, if he now knew who his sister Xiao Yuning was, he would definitely be even more frightened, because the person who kidnapped his sister was Geng Rong, the demon who had changed his face in Liulin City.

After Xiao Yuning left the Hengdao headquarters, she arrived with her classmates

Hanjiang Road is a newly opened family, the environment here is the favorite of young people, it is famous for its new songs, good acoustics, and high service standards. Because of the large number of people, Xiao Yuning asked for a large private room, and ordered a lot of new songs on it, Xiao Yuning said to everyone, I learned a Japanese song this time, it is by Masaharu Fukuyama, the name is my love, and now I am dedicated to everyone.

Xiao Yuning's appearance and voice are good, coupled with the fiery inner emotions poured into the singing, everyone is drunk and fascinated, and their hearts fluctuate. After singing a song, Xiao Yuning's classmate Li Ling pushed a male classmate up again, and insisted that they sing one together.

This pair of handsome men and beautiful women stood in the middle of the small dance floor and sang to each other, and the natural affection and beautiful harmony made all the students envious.

After that, according to their singing skills, the students either chose the singer or the magic sound, and the two microphones were snatched by everyone, and they sang and sang, and they all became Maiba.

Because this is a good hand, even if you are incomplete in five tones, ghosts cry wolf, as long as you have magic sound accompaniment, you can still sing flawlessly, and it sounds like a professional-level singer, and at 11 o'clock, Xiao Yuning asked everyone for supper, with Carlsberg beer barrels, crispy chicken legs, and all kinds of pastries. Everyone had more fun, until their voices were hoarse and swollen and painful, and it was over, and when I looked at the time, it was 12 o'clock. Xiao Yuning broke up with everyone and went home separately.

If it weren't for those melancholy eyes, Xiao Yuning probably wouldn't have taken his car, his eyes were full of boredom and melancholy in this cold night, he was not like other car owners, they were babbling, noisy and shouting, and then like an eagle catching a chicken, grabbing your arm, very quickly lifted you up, threw you into the car, and then they opened the car watch and asked you with a big grin: "Where are you going?"

He wasn't like that, he just glanced at her lightly, and then turned his gaze away, he lazily spat out the smoke rings, which slowly expanded and drifted into her nostrils, and she smelled the smell of loneliness, which made him look different, and he looked very lonely, and he felt like he stood out from the crowd. He won her favor.

Xiao Yuning got into his car and sat next to him, there was piano music playing in the car, autumn whispers, cool, beautiful, and sad, she was moved by this, in this cold night, she closed her eyes and slowly enjoyed the feeling, so the romance poured out like moonlight. Romance may be like a jar of mellow wine, which intoxicates her, in fact, she was already a little drunk, and she had drunk a lot of wine before.

But then Xiao Yuning knew that he was wrong, because the car did not go in the direction of Hengdao Group, for Geng Rong, kidnapping is a very easy thing, a small blade is enough, this person with melancholy eyes like a poet put the blade on Xiao Yuning's neck, he said: "You go with me, don't go with me, I will scratch your neck, on your neck, on your face." ”

His voice was very good, like that of a poet who was good at reciting, and he said: "The blade is very sharp, and when I shaved my beard, I accidentally shaved my chin and bled a lot." ”

Everything seemed to have no choice, and she couldn't choose to run away. She was like an obedient child, in that cold night, he was led by his neck to a low-rent house in the suburbs, and climbed from the first floor to the third floor, the corridor was very dark, her high heels rattled and echoed lonely.

In the process of going upstairs, Xiao Yuning was thinking about a question, or, I would be raped by him.

However, Xiao Yuning didn't have too much fear, this is a bit abnormal, if in normal times, she wouldn't believe that she could still walk so firmly, or, the bloodline of the underworld brother inherent in her bones made her not too nervous, and at the same time, she also knew that her brother Xiao Bohan would definitely come back to save herself, because in Xiao Yuning's heart, her brother was omnipotent, so in the process of going upstairs, she even smiled.

Life is like poetry, and she is excited because she feels like this.

But she, of course, could not show it, so she was calm, calm, even solemn, martyrdom-like solemnity, and she was touched by herself. She fantasized that it would be a romantic rape, that she would be raped by a poet, and that she would beg him to be as gentle as she had with the woman she loved the most, and that she would even kiss him if possible, and she found that his breath was still fresh, and he ate gum, mint flavor.

She loves the taste.

Xiao Yuning thinks like this, about life, it should be poetic, and rape is a part of life, and there is no need for me to be afraid. So she smiled in the dark, and she will enjoy this poetry, which has nothing to do with courage, not with cowardice.

Soon, they came to a room, there was a short time from darkness to light, and the light seemed to be too bright, because of this brightness, Geng Rong was startled. He quickly turned off the lights again, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Geng Rong also found that he was a little too nervous, and he asked her softly, "Are you afraid?"

She was amused, and she refused to answer the question, which seemed stupid. At the same time, she felt the need to redefine him, cute.

Before that, she had the feeling that he was calm, as calm as a killer, and now, as if he was not what he thought he was, he began to become kind because of his flusteredness.

Xiao Yuning raised his head and faced him, of course, she just felt that it was dark in front of her, but Geng Rong seemed to feel that she was staring at him, he was even more flustered, his breathing became rapid, he took out a cigarette, and then touched his pocket, it seemed that he had been touching for a long time, and finally touched the lighter, so he took a deep breath, he began to appear calm, he lit the cigarette, the fire at that moment was so wonderful, and the lines of his face were outlined so perfectly. She was infected by the footage, and she said, "Give me a cigarette." ”

Geng Rong seemed to smile: "I'm sorry, I forgot." ”

He handed her his cigarette.

"I only have one," he said. ”

And then it was like this, one by one, and they finished the cigarette in the dark.

Through the mysterious fire light that was extinguished and extinguished, he penetrated her, and it was not until his eyes slowly adapted to the darkness that Geng Rong realized that the girl he had kidnapped was so beautiful, although he couldn't see it clearly, he could only see an outline, but Geng Rong thought so, he said: "Your smoking posture is very good, and you look very experienced." ”

She doesn't intend to deny this, she has learned to smoke since she was eighteen years old, she has been smoking for quite a long time, and she knows how to reflect her elegance and calmness, which will make her look sexy and become the focus of men's attention.

She slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from her mouth, and the smoke spat out on his face. She handed him the cigarette, and he pinched the mouthpiece with his thumb and forefinger, took a simple puff, and gave it to her again.

He knew how to take care of women, she thought. The cigarette burned out, and it was dark again.

Neither of them was talking, they were all thinking about their thoughts, Geng Rong had already understood a lot of things in the past half a year of wandering and fleeing, only between life and death, ice and fire, freedom and shackles, a person can understand a lot of truths.

He also realized that whether in the story or in reality, before every big brother in the underworld became famous, there would be some people who blocked their way in the way they were moving forward.

Those who were far more powerful, more ferocious, and more fierce than they were back then.

And those who want to come out can only use the demise of the old forces to polish the horn of the new generation, stepping on the body of others to ascend to the top, the iron rules that cannot be broken on this road, there has never been a natural big brother and overlord.

Geng Rong is no exception, if he wants to get ahead and survive, he can only fight, if there is injustice, there will be fighting, there will be fighting, there will be rivers and lakes. The depths of the rivers and lakes are terrifying, and the depths of the rivers and lakes are strange and unpredictable. Among them, the sinister is not ordinary citizens, these so-called people on the slopes of rivers and lakes can understand.

Didn't a historical giant say that if you don't walk in, you can't appreciate the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and if you want to know the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, you must go to the rivers and lakes to experience it yourself.

When you have tasted enough of the blood, you will deeply understand the vulgar sentence that can no longer be vulgar, but it is also really true: one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and looking back is a hundred years old.

Geng Rong is now in a desperate situation, and the few little brothers around him who followed him in the early days who are eager to become famous are exhausted by the constant pursuit by the police, and they find that this activity is not fun at all, not only is it not fun, but it is also full of horror, hunger, and the hardships of sleeping in the open every day.

Their initial thoughts began to waver, they slowly had to think, and slowly lost their passion and fighting spirit for the current situation, and Geng Rong soon discovered this, he couldn't hesitate, he couldn't wait for them to figure it out, and betrayed himself to regret it, so he ran alone, far away.