At the end of 92, a gang in East China was born, and in just two months after its establishment, it frantically devoured territory, and even endangered the occupation of North China for a time.

Racecourse Road fell, Nanzi Lane was swept away, and it was about to attack Thirteenth Street, Fulongshan received the news too late, it was too fast, too crazy, just like a group of robbers, who made a mess with the momentum of stealing the bell in order to cover their ears.

Uncle Nine instructed Blood Drops to investigate this organization, and found that the other party's background was very vague, and there was almost nothing obscure, and there were very few insiders that could be learned, only that the place of establishment was in South China, and the main meeting would also be in South China, but it was able to extend its power to East China, and with such a rapid move, such a huge ambition made Uncle Nine very jealous.

He instructed Ji Rongke and Huo Yanchen, who were already in the position of the hall master at that time, to rush to East China with seventy-two elite subordinates to annihilate the power of this gang in East China in the fastest and cleanest way.

Ji Rongke was injured in this battle, the most serious wound was in the abdomen, the machete was cut from below the heart to the navel, very hideous and twisted, this group of people was very fierce, Huo Yanchen was young, very brave and strategic, Ji Rongke coexisted with wisdom and bravery, and became the backbone of the whole team, he also lived up to expectations, the original plan was to win in half a year, four months.

In the long process of the confrontation, Ji Rongke heard the background of this organization from the captives, it was established by the current chief of South China, Ziwu Sanye, his main body is in South China, and his involvement in East China is to take a fancy to the oil exploitation and huge development potential of this area, and East China is also in the greed of Uncle Jiu, so the two parties are naturally incompatible.

Ji Rongke and Huo Yanshen returned triumphantly, and also harvested more than 200 prisoners from the other party, it is said that Wu Sanye was defeated this time, completely unexpected, he thought that he was seeking victory in stability, and no one would be able to pluck the foundation he had established after many difficulties and dangers in East China, but he did not expect to be completely pouted by two yellow-haired boys in their early twenties.

Huo Yanchen didn't pay too much attention to it, because the effect he played in this battle was not obvious, he was indeed very capable of fighting, and his skills were exquisite, but the whole process of deployment and planning was the left hall master who was shouting from this group of people, Wu Sanye got this information, and was already asking Ji Rongke's background everywhere, and issued an order to shoot in the rivers and lakes, and the killer who can take Ji Rongke's life will be rewarded with five mansions, 100,000 gold, and countless beauties.

But no one in North China dared, and those in East China were also frightened this time, and most of the people in South China were left who didn't know him and couldn't figure out his whereabouts, so this shooting order was a stone in the sea.

There are countless people who want to make a fortune, but they also have to have this ability, when they hear that the target is Ji Rongke, ten out of ten people can't avoid it.

On the day Ji Rongke and Huo Yanchen returned to North China, it was the peach blossoms in Fulong Mountain, full of spring, when Ji Rongke drove into the iron gate, staring at the hazy lotus pond in the distance, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Meng Hehuan for five months, he thought that she was about to be out of a lot again, about often crying nose, and also had nightmares, fell asleep and suddenly sat up sweating profusely and cried Brother Rong, and then secretly put on his coat and ran to Ji Rongke's room, and forced to squeeze into bed and sleep with him.

Before she was fifteen years old, Ji Rongke had not refused too righteously, in order to prevent her from climbing up unexpectedly, he almost didn't take off his clothes for two years, nor did he change pajamas, he wore a shirt and trousers, and put an extra quilt next to him, if he didn't put it, she would get into his quilt, hug him and ride him, he was very helpless and wanted to push away, but she always fell asleep quickly, and he couldn't bear to wake her up.

He had seen her face by the moonlight and candlelight, such a little girl like a flower, how to do things so recklessly.

Before he knew it, she had become a very delicate girl, with a smile and a smile as beautiful as a delicate flower, which tickled the hearts of many men.

But his memory was still clearly stuck in the way she was thirteen years old, her face covered in dust and pulled his trouser leg and begged him to save her, and she had been with him for five years in the blink of an eye, and she was eighteen years old.

There are so many men in Kowloon, they haven't seen anything, they haven't played anything, but none of them said that she was not beautiful, and some even found Ji Rongke in private, and said that they wanted to marry Meng Hehuan. He rarely got angry, hit the man hard, hit his head and bleed, and it reached the ears of Uncle Jiu, he didn't want to question, but he couldn't stand the different opinions, so he had to punish Ji Rongke in public, and let him be exposed to the scorching sun for a whole half a day with his naked body, Meng Hehuan cried with him, and finally fainted in his arms, Ji Rongke didn't care about Uncle Jiu and didn't allow him to get up, picked her up and ran away from the empty field.

This incident caused an uproar, under Ji Rongke's almost excessive protection, Uncle Nine was also annoyed, he found Meng Hehuan in private, reprimanded and threatened her, and also punished Meng Han for not eating for a day, which was more uncomfortable than killing her, when she ran out of the meditation hall, her eyes were red and swollen like rabbits, no matter how Ji Rongke asked, she also bit her lip and didn't say a word.

She grew up from him, and she is also stubborn, just like Ji Rongke.

The convoy slowly drove up the mountainside, until it stopped at the empty training ground in the iron gate, Uncle Nine stood on the high steps outside the hall, looking down at the huge battle not far away, and his two sides were full of subordinates, all of whom were majestic and awe-inspiring.

Ji Rongke and Huo Yanchen stepped down from the front two cars respectively, and a large number of capable entourages in black clothes and black pants who escaped death behind them were full of energy, and after a bloody baptism, their aura was so compelling that they seemed to be flashing with a cold light that devoured the sky.

Uncle Nine personally greeted him, he patted Ji Rongke's shoulder, and dusted off the ashes for him, "Hard work, don't disgrace me." ”

Ji Rongke smiled and glanced at Huo Yanchen, who was standing on the right side and was ignored and slightly dissatisfied, "It is the honor of me and Yanchen to defend face for Uncle Nine and so many senior brothers and disciples. ”

Uncle Nine laughed, several territories in East China, which had been coveted for a long time, have since planted the banner of Fulong Mountain, and all this is unexpected, Ji Rongke's intelligence is amazing, his ability to strategize has reached the level of perfection, and this ability, even if Uncle Nine fights, may not have a chance of winning. He was naturally very satisfied, and ordered the upper and lower sides to have a big banquet this night, and the lights of Fulong Mountain were not extinguished all night, and the singing and dancing were leveled.

It was almost early in the morning when Ji Rongke got out of the mess of the banquet, and when he left the banquet hall, the people were still drinking, and his interest was undiminished, but he was not interested in these at all, he just wanted to see Meng Hehuan quickly.

Ji Rongke still remembers very well that the upheaval in his relationship with her stemmed from her eighteenth birthday.

He wanted to accompany her well, deliberately pushed away all the entertainment at night, and took her to the center of the lotus lake in the back garden, the long pavilion extended to the place where the moon fell into the lake, the white yarn was swept up, the breeze and the moon were flourishing, she looked at the dishes on the table with her cheeks, the interest was good and it seemed to be bad, her face was full of interest, and suddenly raised her glass and drank a lot of wine, seeing that the wine went down for more than half of it, Ji Rongke stopped her and didn't listen, and poured it down desperately, until finally she lost consciousness and lay on his chest, he suddenly felt the softness from her chest, The sweetness of her breath, as well as the faint temptation in her long hair.

His whole body froze, and he didn't move, for fear of accidentally touching something that would offend her, he realized for the first time, she was already a mature woman, and he was undeniably a mature man, and the absurd sleep of the touch of the body had already crossed the bottom line.

He wanted to push her away, but she wrapped her hands around his neck, crying and refusing to let go, she kept complaining that he didn't understand the amorous feelings, scolded him for not being a man, Ji Rongke's eyebrows jumped suddenly, he had never been scolded, especially the girl who had been raised by his side for five years, the more she scolded, the more crazy she became, and in the end she kicked and beat him, he only thought she was drunk and crazy, shouted angrily, pulled her hand around her neck and pulled it away, picked it up and walked to the boat.

The bodyguard was a little embarrassed when he saw this scene, and he didn't dare to follow and disturb, so he stayed in the pavilion and waited for the next boat to pick him up.

Meng Hehuan got on the boat and felt floating in the water, as if floating in the clouds. She suddenly became so quiet, she didn't say a word, only weak breathing, she lay on Ji Rongke's lap, closed her eyes, whether the moonlight was too beautiful, or the lake was too shallow, or the light blue cheongsam on her body was too pure, he seemed to fall into a dream.

A curtain of shimmering green silk flowed on the deck, and the ends of her hair swept over Ji Rongke's ankles that rolled up his trouser legs, rubbing against his skin, mischievous and making him itch.

He lost his mind in a trance, the hand holding the oars didn't know how to swing, the boat became slower and slower, and finally stopped in the lush lotus leaves near the shore, which was tightly covered, and the rich lotus seed fragrance made Meng Hehuan slightly sober, she licked her lips, and her drunken appearance was also very charming.

"Have you landed?"

Her lazy voice made Ji Rongke suddenly come back to his senses, he was a little cramped and said no, he was just about to brush off the leaves and get up to paddle, suddenly Meng Hehuan came out from under the leaves, she hugged his body, there was still a little drunkenness in her cunning eyes, naughty, treacherous, and bright. Like the stars in the sky, like a crescent moon in the water, emitting fine silver light, like glass crystal, so cold and dazzling, so moving, she looked up at him, Ji Rongke saw in her eyes a trace of something that should not exist between them, this thing made him at a loss even if he was invincible.

He wanted to turn sideways to avoid it, her soft and fragrant body was too restless in his arms, and he couldn't stand the pitiful gaze the most, five years, she used this trick to lower him for five years, and every time he tried to ignore it, he met her teary eyes with teary eyes, and finally he was defeated and compromised.

He sometimes wondered what he was bringing her back for, in order to let everyone know that Meng Hehuan, who lived in Beitang, was the most tender weakness in Ji Rongke's body.

Meng Hehuan's face was next to him, the tip of her firm little nose touched his chin, and she asked in a low voice, "Brother Rong, how old are you?" ”

Ji Rongke said, "Twenty-seven. ”

Meng Hehuan bit his lip and smiled, "I met a fortune teller today. He is the most divine in North China, and they all call him Liu Banxian, have you heard of it. ”

Of course Ji Rongke didn't, there was no such person in North China, and he felt that it was impossible, she couldn't go down the mountain at all, "How did you get out." ”

Meng Hehuan said, "He came up the mountain, I asked him to calculate it for me, and the calculation was very accurate." ”

Ji Rongke was puzzled and pierced her, "Impossible, no one in Fulongshan can come up except for Uncle Jiu's own people, or the distinguished guests who visited him with his invitation, do you think the checkpoint outside the iron gate is a toy that looks like it." ”

Meng Hehuan was so angry with his serious face that she couldn't cry or laugh, she opened her mouth and bit him on the neck, fiercely, angry that this man is missing a string, angry that this man is too serious, Ji Rongke looked at her neat and white puppy teeth, although she used her strength in this mouthful, it didn't hurt him in the slightest, he felt very comfortable, just bit on his mosquito bag, he stared at her cheeks twisted because of the force, "Okay, he came up, what did he say." ”

Meng Hehuan stopped at this time, she glared at him angrily, "Say I have you in my life." ”

"Originally, this fool can calculate it, and he still needs him."

Meng Hehuan yelled at him, "Say that I have you in my marriage, my future husband's surname is Ji, not the season of the season, it is the age of Ji, I am twenty-seven years old this year, I met Yu as a teenager, who are you talking about, you tell me." ”

Ji Rongke was stunned, all his reason was reduced to a blank at this moment, he clearly heard it clearly, but he was still questioning whether he heard it wrong, he never thought that Meng Hehuan had such thoughts, she never showed anything, and he didn't pay attention to the relationship between his children and daughters at all, he even thought that in a few days, he would plan his life for her and send him away from Fulong Mountain as soon as possible, too many people here had bad intentions towards her, and Uncle Nine began to not tolerate her, he was worried that he would not be able to defend for a long time, and it would lead to a catastrophe of regret for life, But she suddenly said such a defenseless word, Ji Rongke didn't know how to face it, he wanted to avoid her burning eyes, but she didn't give up, he had been spoiled by him in the past five years, and he had an aggressive and stinky temper, she pulled his arm and kept asking, "Tell me, who is the fortune teller talking about, is it you." ”

"Presumptuous."

Ji Rongke suddenly shook off her hand that was entangled with her, his scolding scared Meng Hehuan, she forgot that this was in a small boat and not on land, she staggered back half a step with a white face, and almost fell into the lake, she waved her arms and shook and struggled, Ji Rongke's eyes quickly stopped her by the waist, and the moment she fell into his arms, the courage that came from nowhere, in the face of this man who kills people without blinking, in the face of this man who is as high as the sky and as unfathomable as the sea, she has done the bravest thing in her eighteen years, It is also a thrilling thing that Ji Rongke has recalled for the rest of his life.

She kissed him.

Deadly, biting his lip without any skill, she recalled the way he smoked, before swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, he would squint and snort, the pale yellow or off-white cigarette butt, she closed her eyes and learned the shape of the lip to puff his lip, sucking Ji Rongke almost suffocated.

Under his frowning thick eyebrows, there were a pair of unbelievable eyes, as black as ink, shooting out a thousand essences, he didn't expect her to be so crazy and bold, and he didn't expect that he had always been strong, how cowardly he was at this moment.

Her kiss, was it a kiss, it was a tsunami, it was a landslide, it was a fire, it burned him for a moment, it was as hot as piercing his heart, his hands and feet suddenly lost strength, it was all because she hugged him like crazy to maintain the balance between the two of them, all his senses flocked to the thin lips that were intertwined and sucked together with her, wet, with the sweet and mellow aroma of wine, and the roundness of her slightly bulging in front of his chest, the trembling heart, the slightly fluttering eyelashes.

He was drunk on this moonlit night, and for the first time knew what it was like to lose his mind.