Chapter Twenty-Seven: Who Got Drunk in His Eyes?

Biao Zi put one hand in his pocket, he leaned against a wall, and was rubbing his chin with his swarthy thug, He Tang Master shouted Brother Biao, he immediately raised his head, and when he saw Mr. Ji, he came up from there, Mr. Ji stopped and looked at the diamond bag in front of him, there was no movement in it, Biao Zi said, "The people brought by Mr. Ma injured the seven bodyguards in the field, and just stopped." ”

Biao Zi spat on the ground with an indignant face, "You didn't let it do it directly, I told them to pay attention, just defend and don't attack, those grandsons are really playing with their lives, Ma Zhanglai is horizontal!" ”

Mr. Ji pursed his lips and didn't speak, he raised his chin and motioned for Biaozi to take him into the bag, the brave man arrived, Biaozi's momentum also rose, not as sluggish as just now, he kicked the door open with his arms, the lights inside were neither bright nor dim, there were bodyguards standing in the corner of each wall in the room, and two women were sitting on the left side of the coffee table, both holding a glass of red wine, and the slim cheongsam could not cover the round knees, fragrant but not kitsch. There were two standing on the stage in front of us, who had stopped singing only after we had entered, and they both had goose egg faces and delicate eyebrows. It was the four top cards on the hall poster except for Feng Xiaolian.

When they saw that Mr. Ji was amnesty, a glimmer of brightness flashed in everyone's gloomy eyes with a forced smile, and Mr. Ji fixed his gaze on Mr. Ma who was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the day from the time he came in, and his sitting posture was very mighty, as if he was the number one uncle in South China, and he couldn't wait to put it into a big word, and Master He waved his hand in front of him, "You guys go down." ”

The four women immediately threw away the microphone and wine glass in their hands, and walked out one after another, Mr. Ji took me to sit on the sofa, none of them greeted each other, one was as steady as Mount Tai, and the other sat down expressionlessly.

This silence lasted for about three to five minutes, and Mr. Ma was not polite, he spoke with a local accent in South China, "I came to Mr. Ji today for my insider's business in Huasheng." She offended Boss Jin, and I have been going this way, but I didn't want to kill Mr. Ji halfway, so I started so ruthlessly, forcing my mother-in-law to move out of the big backstage of Mr. Li, no matter what she did, it didn't hurt Mr. Ji's interests, and it wasn't in your field, so why meddle. ”

Mr. Ma's straightforward attitude is okay, not overly arrogant, not as Biaozi described on the phone to Master He Tang, Mr. Ji is also a person who does not reach out and does not hit the smiling guest, he is naturally not too tough, he leaned over and took a piece of watermelon from the coffee table, handed it to me, I was stunned for a moment and didn't pick it up, he said to me, "Aren't you thirsty when you eat salty at night." ”

Before I could react, Mr. Ma glanced at me from the back of Mr. Ji's head, "Feng Jin." ”

I instinctively agreed, and he smiled intriguingly, "Don't you give your cards in Huasheng, and go to Jinyuan to be Mr. Ji's personal honey?" ”

After he finished speaking, he laughed, Mr. Ji ignored him, still holding the piece of watermelon, I said a little thirsty, he took the watermelon closer to me again, I took it and took a bite, it was refreshing and sweet. Mr. Ji watched me eat the watermelon almost, he asked me if I still want to eat it, I still want to eat it, but I feel too useless, embarrassed him, I shook my head and said that I was full, he sat back and rubbed the red juice on his fingertips, "Mrs. Ma didn't hurt me, but she hurt others, anyone's life is life, no matter how the world changes, what should be borne can't run away." Mr. Ma knows that I like to be nosy after so many years. ”

Mr. Ma had a gloomy face, took the pipe from the bodyguard's hand, he stuffed a handful of tobacco into the cigarette pouch pot, lit it and took a puff, maybe he felt that the taste was wrong, he raised his hand and smashed a fist at the bodyguard who lit the cigarette, the bodyguard was defenseless at all, he was hit on the bridge of the nose by force, he howled, covered his face and fell backwards for several steps, some companions wanted to support him, but seeing Mr. Ma's face full of anger, they were also discouraged.

"Bunny, think I'm easy to mess with? I can't see any broken tobacco in my pot, I can't smoke it! ”

The bodyguard leaned against the wall and bowed down, the pain was so cold that he broke out in a cold sweat, his forehead was already damp, it seemed that Mr. Ma was extremely heavy, and he couldn't even carry the bodyguard's strong physique.

Mr. Ji's fingertips tapped rhythmically on the armrests of the sofa, and after watching this good show of killing chickens and monkeys, he couldn't help but laugh sullenly, "Mr. Ma, don't implicate the innocent, you might as well say it directly." ”

Mr. Ma heard Mr. Ji spit, he hooked his fingers again, another bodyguard came up and took out a cigarette case of gold tin foil, Mr. Ma took out a cigarette box of gold tin foil, Mr. Ma took out a mouth, the bodyguard knelt on the ground and lit it for him, he didn't smoke it first, but looked at Mr. Ji, "Mr. Ji is dominant in South China, except for Wu Sanye, the five heroes of the rivers and lakes are the oldest, and they have been mixed for a long time, and they can barely speak in front of Mr. Ji's back, you don't pay attention to the others, and you have also intervened in things that shouldn't be interfered with, and people who shouldn't be offended have also been offended, and now it's my turn." Didn't Mr. Ji think that the wise man still had a mistake, and most of the ends of his recklessness were not good, my wife's father could implicate the uncle in the back. ”

Mr. Ji squinted thoughtfully, he stared at the big screen playing singing and dancing in front of him, I don't know who pressed the mute, the lights kept flashing, and the private room was full of people, but there was no sound, this atmosphere was very weird.

"Mr. Ma's heart to protect his wife is out of interest, and I also have people I want to protect, out of Fengyue. I don't care about this matter, I lost my trust, but I don't want to do it myself, if I have to give in because of obscenity, who will take Ji Rongke's three words from now on. While Mr. Ma stands firm himself, he should not push down others. Everyone earns money together, and everyone bears the reputation together. ”

Although Mr. Ji didn't mention me, Mr. Ma was so shrewd, he knew what was going on from seeing me come in, he bit the cigarette butt with his teeth and didn't let go, took a puff of smoke, swallowed it directly, and returned the breath from his nostrils, "I also heard on this road that those who are willing to stand up for chickens, Mr. Ji don't want to be ruined in the hands of women." ”

"Where are the chickens?"

Mr. Ji also took a cigarette, his smoking posture was much more ruffian than Mr. Ma's, just slanted his mouth, squinted his eyes, and seemed to smile, "Aren't the chickens raised at Mr. Ma's house?" ”

Mr. Ma's face suddenly became extremely ugly, "What do you mean by that." ”

Literally. I also like pets, but I have a tiger cub, and Ma always likes to raise chickens and ducks, and the breeds are not repeated. But has Mr. Ma ever heard of chicken plague? Chicken plague will not break out easily, but once it breaks out, it is not light, and it will be bankrupt at least and lifeless at most. ”

Mr. Ji said it wisely, but I understood, of course Mr. Ma understood better, he spit out the cigarette butt with a black face, and said with a fierce face, "Ji Rongke, I didn't talk to you." You don't need to accuse Sang Huai of scolding me to mock me, what virtues you have in the past in Fengyue Field, I also know that they are all unclean people, don't make a mess in your field. ”

"You know this is my yard."

There was no smile on Mr. Ji's face, and he disappeared without a trace almost instantly, "Ma Zhanglai, I know that this is my Ji Rongke's territory, and you are still wild." ”

As he spoke, he pressed down a wine bottle with his hand, his five fingers were clasped on it, tightening it a little, I saw that his back was pale and white, and the roots and tendons protruded from the skin as if they were about to explode, and then there was a bang, and the alcohol mixed with countless thick foam splashed out from the mouth and body of the cup, and all the bodyguards standing on the coffee table in all directions were affected, splashing white foam on the face and body, I was dumbfounded, Mr. Ji actually popped a glass wine bottle with his bare hands, it was not difficult to be empty, and it could be done with strengthHowever, it is full of liquid, which requires more effort, squeezing the inflated air pressure, wasting hand strength and testing wrist strength at the same time, Mr. Ji belongs to the kind of man who is white and thin, and he doesn't look so strong that it is frightening, but his strength is really not small, and he pinches and bursts the wine bottle without changing his face, and it seems that he doesn't spend much energy at all.

Mr. Ma was also shocked by Mr. Ji's silent actions, he sat there staring at the ground in a mess, and the bodyguards guarding outside heard the voice, Qi Brush broke in, and quickly surrounded Mr. Ma and a group of his subordinates, Mr. Ji sat up from the sofa, I immediately bypassed the coffee table and followed him behind him, he turned around and looked down at Mr. Ma, the latter also looked up at him, the two of them stood and sat and confronted each other with their breath for a moment, and finally Mr. Ma spoke first, "Mr. Ji wants to use force." ”

Mr. Ji raised his chin to see that he was silent, Mr. Ma took a breath, and his tone softened a little, "I have no intention of being an enemy of Mr. Ji, it is you who are pressing step by step and not forgiving, my wife, it is too immoral for you to bite and not let go." ”

Mr. Ji suddenly grabbed my shoulder with his backhand, and hugged me over, I was forcibly confined in his arms, I didn't want to hide, he probably thought I would struggle, so there was no trace of the clamp, it was completely fitted, I was so stunned and leaned on his chest, as long as I raised my head, I could see the green and hard stubble that he had grown, but I couldn't see it without looking up, the blurred blue and black outline, revealing a strong and cold manhood.

Seeing this, Mr. Ma didn't ask anything anymore, he licked his gums with the tip of his tongue with his cheeks, "It seems that you don't plan to sell me this bit of face." ”

He lifted my chin with his hand, and suddenly pressed down on my face, I thought he was going to do something, I instinctively tilted my head back, my whole body was straight, his lips stopped about half an inch away from the tip of my nose, I could smell the rich smell of smoke mixed with his exhalation, Mr. Ji's eyebrows were stained with a hint of drunkenness, but he clearly didn't drink, I wondered if it was my drunk, it was me who was drunk, so everyone looked like they were drunk.

He didn't know whether to say it to me or to Mr. Ma, his thin open lips rubbed little by little against the tip of my sweat-stained nose, and the tip of his tongue was so soft and warm that my whole brain was blank and became a pool of soft mud.

I heard Mr. Ji say in a daze, "I have to do what I need to do." Isn't Ma always my amorous? ”