Zhang Ke almost had to run three laps on the spot.

"Give Bai Yuan's phone back, call me with your phone," Giako said, "now." ”

Zhang Ke had never said anything to Zhao Xin's orders, and he hurriedly called Jia Ke with his mobile phone, but Bai Yuan did not return it. Jia Ke said: "I asked Bai Yuan to clean up the Eastern District, he will definitely not do it immediately, you go and help him do things first." ”

Zhang Ke agreed again and again. "Boss! Boss, where are you, I'm going to-"

"Don't come here, wait until you clean up the ground, and see me again." Giacco then hung up.

As soon as Jia Ke hung up Zhang Ke's phone, he heard Jeff say at the door, "Boss, Pang Feilong wants to see you." ”

Giako raised his eyebrows, and when he saw the person who was forced in from outside the door, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of habit is it to see me before doing errands?" ”

Pang Feilong's tall figure and strong muscles all over his body walked towards Jia Ke, forced him to the desk, supported the table with both hands, and looked at Jia Ke whose face did not change, his red eyes suddenly deflated. He said in a deep voice, "Boss......"

"Hey, don't scare me, you don't want to cry, do you?" Jaco kicked him with his foot, "If you're going to cry, fuck me off now." ”

Pang Feilong put his big hand on Jia Ke's ass and rubbed it vigorously, Jia Ke's heart scolded angrily and said, "My heart is not good, I don't want you to be on your back and fuck your boss to death." ”

Pang Feilong looked at him a little unwillingly for a while, and seeing that Jia Ke didn't seem to be joking, he hurriedly took a step back cautiously and respectfully, bowed and said, "Yes." ”

Pang Feilong and Zhao Xin have a leg, and Jia Ke almost rolled his eyes to know that there are few cadres in this entire Victoria Harbor who have not slept with Zhao Xin. However, Pang Feilong was a far more loyal subordinate than Bai Yuan, and after realizing that the boss no longer needed him to be satisfied, he did not ask for Wen Cun anymore, but left majestically with his task of cleaning up the Western District.

After leaning on the desk and smoking half a cigarette, Giacco set the cigar aside with some cherishment, letting it go out of its own accord, then he picked up his coat and said, "I'm going out." ”

Wei Tian said, "Where are you going?" ”

"Gym," Giako's face didn't change, "I want to rehabilitate." ”

666 is not good to complain about rehabilitation, which has nothing to do with the gym. Wei Tian said: "The boss has prepared a gym on the first floor. ”

Wei Tian's boss is no longer Jia Ke, but Zhao Tian. Giako raised his eyebrows and looked at him, walked up to him, and slowly spit a trace of smoke in his mouth on his face: "It's worthy of a dog with a different owner." ”

Wei Tian's expression changed slightly, but he didn't make a sound. Jaco tossed his coat and walked downstairs.

666 followed him and said: [Isn't it impossible to clean up Bai Yuan if you don't go out? 】

"It's better not to go out," Jaco whispered expressionlessly, "with my body and outside conditions, it's good not to be sniped." ”

666 couldn't understand why he had to run out before. Jaco walked into the gym and said, "If I want to be a utilitarian guy, I'm going to have to run out right away." In order to make Zhao Tian's cheap dad feel that he was still under control, Jia Ke had to let him "express" his "concern" for himself in a timely manner, such as forbidding him to go out when he was prone to rush in the near future.

Jaco's heart was very fragile, and he had enough reason to be sure that Zhao Tian almost treated him like a glass doll that could be hung up at any time. Zhao Tian would never have known that Jaco looked sick, but there was a thin film in his body that protected his fragile heart like an iron wall. This brings him infinitely closer to a normal gangster.

When Jia Ke walked into the gym, Wei Tian slowly walked into Zhao Tian's study. Zhao Tian was wiping his cello, and when he heard Wei Tian's footsteps, he turned sideways slightly, his eyes still on the deep piano.

"The second boss asked Pang Feilong and Bai Yuan to recover the east and west areas of Victoria Harbour." Wei Tian lowered his head and said.

Zhao Tian's fingertips lightly pressed against the strings and did not speak.

“…… After the second master came back, he was much more radical. Wei Tian hesitated again.

"Hmm," Zhao Tian snorted, his eyes narrowed, and slowly rubbed his knuckles against his jaw, "where do you think he'll go?" ”

"......" Wei Tian was silent.

"Do you think he'll want to be the first to kill me?"

Wei Tian realized that Zhao Tian was just talking to himself, but he didn't dare not answer.

He said: "The second master is still young. ”

"No," Zhao Tian chuckled lightly, "he will kill me sooner or later." ”-

Hu Tianyu is a very good subordinate. While Jaco was trying his best to exercise his body and regain his physical strength in the house, he wrote a report explaining the progress of the North District every week. Jaco was very pleased with his act of submission. In contrast, Pang Feilong, who seems to be a reckless general, is completely different. He never handed in a mission progress report, but the news of his three-day fight was always from someone else. In just two weeks, there have been at least four street shootouts in the West End. Jaco finally couldn't help but ask Jeff to hang up the phone for him, and Pang Feilong said loudly on the other end, "Don't worry about me!" Top dog! I wasn't hurt! ”

"Who the cares if you're hurt or not?" Jaco crossed Erlang's legs and said mercilessly, "If you dare to lure the strips to the West End to make trouble, you can wait to go into the sea to feed the sharks." ”

Pang Feilong stammered and let out an "oh".

Giacco hung up the phone. He slipped his phone back into Jeff's trouser pocket, then stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower, get me some clothes." ”

When Zhao Tian walked out of the study, he happened to hear Jia Ke say this, Jia Ke's eyes glanced at him, and Zhao Tian received that look. Jaco approached Jeff in an ambiguous gesture, and Jeff seemed to understand something, nodded and followed him upstairs.

When Jia Ke passed in front of Zhao Tian's half-open people, he glanced at the crack in the door out of the corner of his eye, and there were two black shadows in the crack of the door on the ground, and there was no light - Zhao Tian was behind the door.

Jaco sneered and walked into his room with his hands in his trouser pockets.

666 kept shaking in front of him and said: [You want Zhao Tian not to beat your idea? What are you going to do with Jeff? 】

I don't want to do it with anyone. Giako ignored 666 with a blank face.

Jeff rummaged through the closet to find a piece of Zhao Xin's clothes when Jaco went to take a shower, and then he hesitated for a moment before changing into a pair of pajamas and a pair of bullet panties.

Jaco said in the bathroom, "Jeff! Jeff! Where's my clothes! ”

Jeff's heart moved, and he opened the bathroom door with his pajamas and underwear. Giaco sat on the edge of the tub, drying himself and glancing at him through the wet mist. His flaxen hair hung messily above his eyes, and his deep eye sockets made his eyes very aggressive.

Jaco glanced at Jeff's lower body and said in a low and flirtatious voice, "You're usually in such a big state." ”

Jeff put his pajamas aside and tentatively dried his hair. Giaco let him dry himself, and then the towel rubbed it on his body. Jaco grabbed the lower half of Jeff's half-erect body. "After all this time, do you feel that I have treated you badly?"

Jeff suddenly remembered the time when Jaco had pinched Zhu Yang's egg with one hand. He couldn't help but soften a little. Jaco smiled and said, "There's a shadow?" He was about to let go when Jeff grabbed his wrist.

Giacco paused, then pulled his trouser chain with his backhand, reached in, and squeezed it lightly. Jeff froze motionless, and after a few moments he began to gasp heavily, and after Giaco gave him a high orgasm with one hand, he rinsed his own hand and began to put on his pajamas. Jeff was dumbfounded. Jaco smiled lazily at him and said, "What? Not enough once? Not enough for me to do it again? ”

Seeing Jeff shake his head slowly, Jaco put on his pajamas and left the bathroom. However, as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw Zhao Tian sitting on his bed, opening a book he had recently read.

Jia Ke's brows jumped, and he couldn't help but think that he hadn't driven this person away like this, and immediately saw the trick and said, "What do you want to do to disturb other people's good things?" ”

Zhao Tian held up the book and said, "Do you still believe in fairy tales? Zhao Tian had a fairy tale book lying in his hand. Giacco walked to the bedside, pulled a cigarette out of the desk drawer, and lit it with a lighter. "In fairy tales, the end is always happy."

Zhao Tian looked at Jia Ke, who was smoking in the backlight, and the cold spring sun outlined his silhouette into a slender and strong soft edge. He tucked his wet hair back to his head, and his pale fingertips seemed to be transparent.

Zhao Tian stretched out his hand, just able to reach his waist. His hand ran down Jaco's chest, enveloping the underneath.

Jia Ke glanced at him and wanted to avoid it sideways, but was hugged by Zhao Tianyi.

"You know I'm not interested in you." Giacco said lazily. The key point was grasped in his hands, and his legs were a little weak. Zhao Tian said: "But I am interested in you. ”

Jaco was silent, gritting his teeth in his heart. All his subordinates can fool, and the only one who can't fool is Zhao Tian. Then Zhao Tian pressed him to his knees and squeezed his head between his legs. Giako was silent for a moment, sneered, and ripped the man's belt and trouser chain open with his teeth.

Jeff calmed down and opened the door and came out, only to see the young man in a bathrobe lying between the man's legs, his half-closed eyes swallowing the man's things, a hand on the other's thigh, and a cigarette gently in his hand.

His expression was very relaxed, with some subtle unbearable lust, and his hair was messy by the man. No matter what Zhao Xin was doing, it seemed as if Bach's music would always echo around him.

A neat and strict man, a neat and strict breath, a suppressed messy desire.

Jeff bowed to the man watching him and walked out of the room. Jaco glanced at Jeff out of the corner of his eye, hiding the headache in his head.