The old man guessed one thing wrong.

Tang Jinyan is right, he is disgusted with this kind of fratricidal situation, and the idea of flipping the table has always been in his head, but today it was abruptly put into practice, but it was only because of Song Zhixiao.

It doesn't matter if you want the environment around Song Jihyo to be safe, or if you get angry when you see Song Jihyo being scared, anyway, what is the reason for being angry at the crown is quite complicated.

"You...... Is it because of me that I came to flip the table? Song Jihyo peeked at the side of his car and asked a little cautiously.

"Half and half." Tang Jinyan replied very sincerely: "I already hated them like birds, and I knew that I was coming to my brother at the level of half a bucket." ”

"They? Including President Bai? ”

"Hmm...... Jihyo, do you know when I was closest to the sixth child? ”

"I don't know......"

"It was when he took out your photo and asked me to help him act." Tang Jinyan's tone was a little lamental: "Although this matter is very two, it really feels like a brother." Other times, it all comes with too many purposes, including his self-righteous pushing you to me. ”

Song Zhixiao nodded silently, she could understand Tang Jinyan's thoughts.

"Actually, we really don't need him to match." Tang Jinyan suddenly smiled.

Song Jihyo looked sideways at him and smiled.

The car went into the coolness, and after a while, it was already dusk.

A villa appeared in front of him, and the door was heavily guarded. Seeing the car coming, the doorman opened the door and greeted with a smile: "Ninth Master." ”

Tang Jinyan waved his hand and stopped with a bang.

Song Zhixiao got out of the car, looked at the black suit around him and the lights as bright as day, and inhaled as if he had a toothache: "It's different from where I imagined you to live......"

"How?" Tang Jinyan blinked: "Do you think I should live in a dirty alley with all kinds of messy people, and then I entered an attic, gloomy, full of knives, sticks, beer cans?" ”

Song Jihyo scratched his head in embarrassment: "It seems to be, I've watched too many Korean dramas." ”

Tang Jinyan smiled dumbly: "You must reverse your concept." The kind of gangsters you see who are not in the stream, in fact, the black boss is very rich, otherwise all the black money earned will be fed to the dogs? The residence is even more heavily guarded, and Korean dramas have died a hundred times early. ”

Song Jihyo smiled speechlessly, took the arm he handed over, and followed him into the villa: "Actually, Korean dramas also have you like you, but I haven't turned a corner." ”

The villa was brightly lit, the black suit was gone, and several servants saluted the two of them with the appearance of "Ninth Master." Then they all stared at Song Zhixiao curiously, and one of the aunts recognized Song Zhixiao, and her expression was a little excited......

Song Jihyo felt that he had returned to the world from the legendary story, or watched the Jianghu film suddenly become a life film.

Tang Jinyan waved his hand: "Feel free to order the whole dish and clean up the guest room." ”

The servants were all stunned and walked away with strange expressions. The first half of this sentence is easy to understand, but what does the second half of this sentence mean?

Your ninth master took a woman home, and then explained to clean up a guest room?

Song Zhixiao sat on the sofa, looked at him with a smile for a while, shook his head and laughed. His gaze swept over the wall at will, and he exclaimed: "Chinese landscape painting, eight horses, Chinese calligraphy...... It's really elegant. ”

Tang Jinyan smiled, brought two cans of Coke, and threw one can: "Let's have some wine when you eat." ”

Song Zhixiao opened it casually, raised his head and took a sip, and said with a smile: "What is the word in that middle hall?" ”

Tang Jinyan turned his head and glanced at it, and said in Chinese: "There is tolerance and greatness." ”

"What do you mean?"

Tang Jinyan spread his hands: "Wen Yanwen, I don't know." I haven't read a book. ”

"I don't know if you're hanging on the wall too?"

"It's very comfortable to hang it casually."

"Literally?"

"Literally......" Tang Jinyan touched his chin and thought for a while: "A person named Yourong, Naizi is very big." ”

"......" Song Zhixiao glanced at him, the pig knew that it couldn't be that way, it turned out that this guy was ripe, and he would also make meat jokes......

"Haha...... In fact, what this means is that there are too many fools around, and if they are all competitive, they will toss themselves to death, and the underworld must know how to tolerate fools in order to become bigger. Tang Jinyan took off his coat at will and walked inside: "I'll go to exercise, you play by yourself." ”

Song Jihyo followed with great interest, watched him walk into an equipment room and began to warm up. I usually wear a shirt, and I can't see it, but this arm is ...... thick Tsk, it's almost up to a lot of people's thighs. Acquaintances Kim Jong Kook's muscles are often praised, but he looks a little worse than him.

Speaking of which, if it's not such a brute bull, how can you make a world?

And the tattoo......

"That's a dragon?" Song Zhixiao leaned against the door frame and looked: "It's beautiful." Look at this pattern, there is still it on the back? ”

"yes, there's still a chest." Tang Jinyan lay on the fitness machine and began to push the barbell: "I can do nine, so I tattooed a nine-headed dragon." Originally, I was expecting to be able to become a domineering nickname, but later I learned some Chinese classics and found that there was a very famous novel character called Jiuwenlong, so I had to be Tang Jiu honestly. ”

Song Jihyo couldn't help laughing.

Tang Jinyan pushed the barbell with a sigh, and he didn't know how many kilograms, anyway, he looked very relaxed: "I said don't stare at me, I was stared at by you awkwardly, and I sprained and troubled you!" ”

"Okay, okay." Song Jihyo walked away casually and walked around. On the second floor, there was a room that was not closed, and she casually walked in. Seeing the situation in the room, she was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head and laughed.

This is a study. Song Zhixiao felt that this Tang Jinyan pretended to be quite unconventional, and a scholar in the underworld also set up a study, and the bookcase was still all over the three walls, I am afraid that there are hundreds of books? Can he understand? Finished?

After reading a few books, I guess it's a great innovation.

Song Zhixiao walked inside casually, there were a few books on the desk, she picked up one easily, and her expression gradually changed.

It was a Chinese book, and she couldn't read it at all, but judging from the degree of wear and tear on the pages, Tang Jinyan must have read it many times. She flipped through the bookmark and saw that there were a lot of crooked essays written densely on the page, and she could see that she had never practiced writing, but this attitude was ......

It turns out that when he was at home, he had been teaching himself...... It's still so serious.

Some of the essays are in Chinese, some are in Korean, and it seems that they are written down casually, and there are no special rules. Song Zhixiao barely recognized a passage in Korean and read it softly: "As soon as the brothers of the Yuan family fight, Hebei will be killed, and Liu Cousin's son will fight, and Jingzhou will become a cousin." ”

"Poof......" Song Jihyo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Smiling and laughing, she suddenly remembered something, and her face became serious again.

In their brother's current situation, she was not a completely ignorant outsider......

She was distracted for a while, slowly closed this one, opened another book casually, and saw a sentence on the title page: "Take it as a warning, and 108 mallets will be whitewashed." ”

She shook her head and smiled, brushing her hand over the other books on the desk, some in Chinese, some in Korean, without exception, all of them had been flipped through to tatters, and the pages were densely packed with reading feelings.

Song Zhixiao whispered to himself: "This is Tang Jinyan." Baek Chang-so: You have studied him for many, many years, have you really studied him clearly? ”