In the dim bar, the lights swirled in all directions, but the hall was quiet, and the noisy music in the background came to an abrupt end when a row of men in black appeared. A large number of customers avoided the bar and exited the bar through the side door. The young man who sat down as he walked into the hall put his hands in his trouser pockets and said nonchalantly, "Change your taste." ”

Everyone in this area knows that Zhao Xin loves symphonies, violin and piano music. When the cadres communicate with each other privately, they will quietly ridicule their prodigal bosses for turning sex into a high-style "wine" party.

As the young man sat down, the violin's voice expanded gracefully, lowering the pitch little by little as he moved.

"Well, minuet in G major," said the youth, "I like Bach." He lifted his finger and his gaze fell lightly on the nervous face of the man standing in front of him.

"Give me a vodka martini." His index and middle fingers, which were close to his temples, flicked up and down twice with each other, as if he had quickly pressed the keys on the piano in mid-air, and he tilted his head to look at the man whose face was beginning to slip into a cold sweat, "Hurry up." ”

The man immediately stood up at the bar and began to bartend.

Jeff, who was next to Jaco, pulled out a cigar for him, cut off his head, and lit it for him.

Giacco took two puffs of his hand, and when it was fully lit, he took the cigar over. He took a deep breath and took the mellow fragrance in his mouth and looked at the man whose wrists trembled with nervousness. 666 constantly scored more than a perfect score for his pretending to be like a full body. Giaco has long become a top actor in reincarnations, and in order to better integrate into the environment and reduce trouble, he can become the person he wants to become in a moment.

He didn't rush to get down to business, just closed his eyes and folded his slender legs to enjoy the music. He rested one elbow back on the back of the couch and the other with a cigar on his knee. The cadres around him looked at his legs, the socks on his exposed ankles, his slender neck and sensual lips, and his slender fingernails that would lay in the cave behind him.

A vodka martini was served in front of Giacó. Jaco slowly opened his eyes, and he slowly spun the triangular cup with the other's hand, and then took a very shallow sip.

The man with the cup rolled his Adam's apple with a crunt.

Jia Ke pulled the cup out of his hand, and said without raising his eyes: "Zhu Yang, I always thought that you were not such an ignorant person. ”

The man's legs went limp, he knelt down and said, "I will...... The ...... of Kuài"

"It's not much fun," said Giaco, "and you know I like to punish disobedient people." ”

Zhu Yang's face changed. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Boss, you weren't in Hong Kong before......"

"You're the boss when I'm not in Hong Kong, aren't you?" Jaco casually looked at the Martini in his hand, "This Victoria Harbour was taken by me when I soaked it with the blood of the Suzaku people. I'm just gone for 'a short while', I'm not there, it's not mine, is it? ”

"You know I've not had a good heart lately, and I'm sorry I can't use violence anymore." As he spoke, Giacco pulled out the revolver on his chest and slowly wiped it with a burgundy silk handkerchief, "Will it do you a disadvantage with just one bullet?" ”

"No...... Don't ......" The man's eyes showed fear, and his body began to retreat, but Giako raised his eyes and mercilessly raised the revolver in his hand and shot a bullet into the leg bone of the opponent's calf.

Zhao Xin's marksmanship is very good, and everyone in the entire Polish port knows it. But he didn't shoot Sun Yi at that time.

Zhu Yang screamed, his body curled up on the ground, blood dripping through his pants on the ground. He looked at Giaco with fear, and Giaco stood up, one hand in his pocket, the other in his wine, and a cigar in his mouth. He stood in front of Zhu Yang, poured the martini glass in his hand, and the wine fell from the air, like a long chord, continuously smashing on Zhu Yang's face and eyes. The spicy alcohol trickled into Zhu Yang's eyes, and he had to close them tightly to make his eyes feel better.

Even the last cherry in the glass fell, and as soon as Giacco let go, the glass also fell, smashed into the man's face, and rolled to the ground.

"I remember you used to love my closet," said Giacco, "and like to get a pile of dust on my back." You've done a good job. But we're talking about two different things. ”

Zhu Yang used to be a very capable subordinate under Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin gave him a lot of power, and even handed over the northern part of Victoria Harbour to him. But in 666, after Zhao Xin was declared brain dead, Zhu Yang became king in this area.

Zhao Tian has never made a move, making the interior of this Victoria Harbour, which has lost its owner, gradually chaotic. The southern side of Victoria Harbour was controlled by Sun Yi, but the rest of the country began to scuffle, and Jaco took over such a mess. He said that he was here to collect rent, but in fact he had to re-settle these people who held real power. To put it simply, how did Zhao Xin get Victoria Harbour back then, and how does he want it back now. The port borders the area controlled by the Suzaku and is therefore once the territory of the Suzaku region, and Zhao Xin once led people to kill all the local cadres, plundered all their trade and goods, and bloodied the port in the most scoundrel and shameless way to occupy it.

Now that he is back, facing his own cadres, he is like facing the cadres who used to be Suzaku.

Zhu Yang looked at Jia Ke, and the fear in his heart grew bigger and bigger. He knew what kind of person Zhao Xin was. In any way, he didn't look like a man who should be crushed under him. His methods are iron-blooded, his personality is cold and cunning, and even the body that has been pressed down by all his cadres has been...... Also-also......

Zhu Yang saw Zhao Xin's trademark smile. His hair was wiped back to reveal the deep contours of a half-breed face. This face is completely different from Zhao Tian. Zhu Yang remembered the secret rumors among the cadres. Zhao Xin is not Zhao Tian's son.

But his personality is too similar to that of the young Zhao Tian.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Zhu Yang's legs trembled with fear, and even his voice trembled. He had been by Zhao Xin's side for a long time, and he had seen him have a completely different attitude in bed and under the bed. It is the kind of overriding pleasure that can control him in bed that makes people commit a big taboo. Zhao Xin was unrelenting in his treatment of cadres who made mistakes.

Zhu Yang would never have thought that Zhao Xin would wake up again after becoming a vegetative person. But he didn't bring many people...... Zhu Yang's eyes swept around. He wasn't going to scrap himself yet...... He just shot him in the leg...... The only trouble is Jeff......

"You're not trying to wipe us out, are you?" Jaco burst out laughing. "Sounds good."

Giako stomped on his face. Zhu Yang remembered that the other party once stepped on his face with bare feet, and let himself lick it all the way from the soles of the other party's feet......

Jia Ke glanced at the bottom where Zhu Yang stood up. Said lightly: "You have been half-erect since you saw me, it seems that you miss me very much." I feel like I'm missed by the North End too. ”

Jaco crouched down and deftly picked open his belt with one hand, his slender fingers reaching into his bottoms. The dexterous fingers kept kneading the man's vital point until the other party let out a low roar.

Then the hand that was only strong and slender under the two eggs was squeezed violently, and the green tendons that burst out fully highlighted the strength, and Zhu Yang's face, which was still immersed in Jia Ke's gentleness, suddenly distorted, and the screams permeated this small bar.

Jaco took out his bloody hand, took the tissue handed by Jeff on the side, wiped his fingers while getting up, looked casually at the cadres around him who bowed their heads deeply, and said shallowly: "He is the 'boss' of the North District, who is the 'second'?" It's not the one I just pinched. ”

All the men in the bar except for the ones brought by Jaco bowed and bent to ninety degrees. A man stood up and said, "Boss." Jia Ke looked at the second-in-command under Zhu Yang, patted him on the shoulder with a bloodied palm and said, "I don't like violence very much. ”

Then he walked around the man's curled up and rolling body, and calmly and gracefully led his man out of the bar. He stood outside the bar and waited for two or three seconds when a gunshot rang out from inside. Satisfied, Giacco dropped his cigar on the ground and got into the car with his head down.