Yang Xiujie was quite aggrieved, depressed to the point of almost killing, he had been a man of the year in Fudan for four years, when he was about to graduate, he was even more because he threw off the school flower Chu Qianyuan, and the scenery was great once, for him, the Chu family that drove his father out of Huating, everyone was his object of revenge, that night of graduation, Yang Xiujie hugged Chu Qianyuan's roommate in his arms, looking at Chu Qianyuan's small appearance of pear blossoms with rain, tsk, it's really pitiful, the more so, the more Yang Xiujie felt comfortable, and when he returned home, Talking about this with his old man with great interest, he thought that he would be praised by his father, but he didn't expect that although he was lame in the underground society of Jinling, his father, who was full of vicious tricks, slapped himself hard without saying a word, Yang Xiujie began to feel aggrieved and angry, and after thinking about it, he was relieved, he still seemed to be too impulsive, if he could stabilize the front edge of Chu at that time, and even marry her and annex the Chu family's property, this is the most hearty revenge, and his father also has this mind, When the time comes, he will occupy the Chu family's property and play with the women of the Chu family, what could be more refreshing than this?

Yang Xiujie, who repented almost instantly, felt that it was not too late, and after waiting patiently for half a year, he felt that Chu Qianyuan should be able to calm down, and immediately rushed to Huating, intending to regain this relationship with unknown motives both at the beginning and in the future, Yang Xiujie believed that his position in Chu Qianyuan's heart, as long as he appeared in front of her, he could let her return to his side with two random words, but the fact slapped him hard, and what he got in exchange was the other party's complete indifference.

Yang Xiujie, who has almost never been rejected by women since he was a child, is of course unwilling, for more than a year, he has been entangled with Chu Qianyuan almost whenever he has time, and this time he came to Huating, he is even more prepared, as long as he gets a little effect tonight, it will be an endless romantic offensive immediately, in his opinion, the most unbearable thing for women is romance, as long as they put a little effort into it, they can let them obediently take off their pants and pout their buttocks, Chu Qianyuan is not much better, he didn't get her body at the beginning? It's okay, just make up for it this time, and you can also try a few postures that you have newly learned.

Just when he was most hesitant and planned to take the front edge of Chu in one fell swoop, he suddenly killed a Wang Fuxing.

Yang Xiujie, whose cheeks were red and swollen, held the steering wheel tightly, the speed of the car was fast, his eyes were cold, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and said coldly: "Shaoyang, where are you?" Don't pretend to me, what happened in the bar today, I guess someone instructed you to lure out Wang Fuxing to test him, right? We joined forces to kill him together, and we will be brothers in the future. ”

Ding Shaoyang didn't seem to react to the sudden change of this friend who was going to stay out of the way at first, and was stunned for a while before reporting an address, as if his voice was a little vague because of the relationship between Wang Fuxing's two slaps.

Yang Xiujie received the address, threw away the phone, and suddenly raised the newly bought BMW M3 to the top speed, and went straight to Ding Shaoyang's location.

Shangri-La Hotel.

Yang Xiujie parked the car in front of the hotel, patted the dust on his white suit, a handsome face was full of cold looks, walked into the elevator without saying a word, came directly to the door of a room on the top floor, and knocked on the door after determining the door number.

The door opened quickly, and it was a young man who opened the door, full of evil spirits, and after glancing at Yang Xiujie casually, he let him in directly.

Yang Xiujie walked in the door, and the moment he saw Ding Shaoyang, his cold expression was suddenly a little stunned.

This lawless partner who was flying with him in Jinling was like a primary school student at this time, standing in front of the coffee table, his cheeks swollen and his head bowed, and his expression was in awe, as if a primary school student was facing a strict teacher.

In front of him, an old man in a Tang costume leaned on the sofa, holding a cigar in his hand, and was silent.

The old man does not have the temperament of a superior, and can even be said to be peaceful, from clothes to hair, he is meticulous, obviously a very serious character with a very serious attitude to life, his body is deep in the sofa, holding a cigar and swallowing the clouds, and his face is a little blurred in the smoke.

Yang Xiujie was shocked, and he resisted the idea of turning around and leaving immediately, and came to Ding Shaoyang's side, couldn't help lowering his head, and shouted softly: "Elder Yan." ”

If there is really such a thing as a leading brother in the underground society of Dahuating and even the entire Yangtze River Delta, then Yan Guotao, the old man Yan who has been mixed in this circle for nearly forty years, is undoubtedly the most famous person, his ruthlessness, and even when his father mentioned it, he was ashamed of his awe, as a son, Yang Xiujie, now standing here, what reason is there not to lower his profile? It's just that what Yang Xiujie can't understand is that Wang Fuxing, who seems to have no foundation and seems to be following Chu Chengwu's lackeys, how did he fall into the eyes of this big man?

"Yang Xiujie, Yang Donghu's son, your father was driven out of Huating by Chu Chengwu back then, and now he is doing well in Jinling."

Yan Guotao opened his eyes, his originally peaceful temperament suddenly changed, and there was a kind of majesty that seemed to be substantial, he glanced at Yang Xiujie, not salty or indifferent.

Yang Xiujie lowered his head, cold sweat slowly oozed from his head, but he didn't dare to wipe it, and was silent.

"Tell me what you think of Wang Fuxing, I asked Shaoyang just now, you can also talk about it."

Yan Guotao said lightly.

Yang Xiujie, who felt more and more weird in his heart, didn't dare to be careless, and came to this place impulsively, facing the person he definitely didn't want to face, there was no chance to regret it at all, he thought about it seriously for a while, and felt more and more that the peer who had a two-sided relationship with him overnight was a little unpredictable, but out of the psychology of unwilling to admit defeat, he still gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If it weren't for Chu Chengwu covering him and wanting to kill Wang Fuxing, it's simple." ”

"Kill the king of revival?"

Yan Guotao's smile gradually became cold, and he said lightly: "I said that I wanted you to kill him?" ”

Yang Xiujie's heart became more and more bottomless, pursed his lips and was silent, not saying a word.

"You two don't want to leave Huating recently, follow me for a while, but I don't want the fourth person to know about our relationship."

Yan Guotao said coldly, in the face of the two juniors, it was completely oppression in the aura, he picked up a cup of tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and said quietly: "Out of this door, you haven't seen me, do you know?" Xiujie, and Shaoyang, if you want to deal with Wang Fuxing, I will give you a chance in the future, but if you dare to leak a sentence that I asked you to do, you should know the consequences yourself. ”

Yang Xiujie and Ding Shaoyang, the two brothers and sisters, nodded tremblingly, lowered their heads, and did not dare to express any opinions.

Yan Guotao's eyes were even more disappointed and disdainful, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Get out." ”

A few minutes after coming here, Yang Xiujie, who seemed to have been pulled onto a thief ship, was almost crazy in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal it, and exited the room with Ding Shaoyang.

In the luxury suite of the hotel, Yan Guotao was once again left with the young man with an evil face but an unusually silent face.

Yan Guotao drank the cup of tea in front of the table unhurriedly, then took out his mobile phone, made a call, and waited for the other party to connect, and then slowly said: "For the time being, I can't be sure of the details of that kid, I still need some time." ”

Although it was a very bland tone, the evil young man who was obviously Yan Guotao's confidant heard a bit of respect from his master's tone for the first time.

The voice of a middle-aged man on the phone was not angry, but he spared the words like gold, and dropped a sentence: "As soon as possible." ”

Then before Yan Guotao could respond, he hung up the phone first.

Don't give the black boss who is in the Yangtze River Delta a little face?

What is the origin of this man?

The young man, who was completely undisguised by his evil spirit, opened his eyes wide and was unbelievable.

Yan Guotao hung up the phone silently, was silent for a while, and suddenly dropped the phone on the carpet in the room, as if remembering the performance of Ding Shaoyang and Yang Xiujie, and said indifferently: "Waste!" ”

The young man didn't say a word, just squinted his eyes, and the evil aura was awe-inspiring.

"Jingyu, you go and test it, don't be too aggressive, pay attention to hiding your identity."

Yan Guotao dropped the phone, leaned back on the sofa, and said indifferently.

A heavyweight who can turn the clouds and rain in the delta needs to be so jealous of a young man who does not have a complicated background on the surface?

The evil man who was called Jingyu was puzzled for a while, and he really didn't understand what the master was afraid of, but he didn't ask much, nodded, and said softly: "Okay." ”

It turned out to be a very soft and even coquettish voice.

It's just that the cold killing intent in this soft and glutinous sissy coquettish voice makes even Yan Guotao, who has been experiencing swords and swords all his life, a little uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes, straightened up from the couch, and said in a deep voice, "Get out!" ”