Wen Ci tugged at the corners of his lips and looked at him with a smile, "If she knows that I trick her, you'll be finished." ”

Cheng Xiaocheng, "......"

It's so angry...... Is this about him?

……

At the same time, the other side.

Jiang Nian played with his mobile phone, "WeChat is in hand." ”

Lu Biyan, "...... How do you do that? ”

Jiang Nian recalled the scene in the café just now, how could it be like she was being manipulated, which did not fit her temperament at all.

She exhaled and looked sideways at Lu Biyan, "Recently, I won't take orders for the time being." ”

Lu Biyan was speechless, "...... Miss Jiang, are you not short of money? ”

Jiang Nian smiled, hooked Lu Biyan's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Wen said that he has money, get him in his hands, I'm afraid I won't be able to earn those millions?" ”

Lu Biyan pushed Jiang Nian away and said expressionlessly, "With all due respect, I think you were deceived by him." ”

Take a few million from him? What do you dream of?

"I don't believe it."

"Advice against words."

Miss Jiang was immersed in the gentle township of the Wen Ancestral Hall, and she didn't listen to a word of Lu Biyan's words.

……

3 a.m.

Ningjiang City is like a city that never sleeps, still brightly lit and full of people.

But it also has less lively places, in damp and dark dilapidated alleys.

The lights are dim, and the dilapidated things around them have a strange and eerie feeling.

"Hiss-" Cheng Xiaocheng stood at the entrance of the alley, rubbed his arms, and shivered coldly, "Ancestral Master, what are you doing in this kind of ghost place in the middle of the night?" ”

Eerie, weird.

"Click-" Wen Ci leaned against the street lamp, his long legs overlapped, his posture was lazy, he held a lighter, lit the cigarette in his mouth, he took a deep breath, in the dim light, in the smoke, only vaguely saw his silhouette.

He did not respond to Cheng Xiaocheng's words.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Ci snuffed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash, and then said slowly: "Take you to experience Miss Jiang's daily life." ”

Cheng Xiaocheng saw it through the street lamp, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a smile, as gentle and elegant as usual.

It's just that there is a bit of dull coolness hidden in the depths of his eyes, and Cheng Xiaocheng didn't notice it.

"Fuck, Jiang Nian is a good thing for Lao Tzu, and he will kill that girl if he changes his mind." At this time, in the depths of the alley, three or two men walked out scolding.

"Xiaocheng, do you know what to do?"

Wen Ci's gentle voice suddenly came into Cheng Xiaocheng's ears, and he trembled in shock, swishing coldly.

The implication is to let him deal with this group of people......

"Ancestral Master, I can't beat—"

Wen Ci patted Cheng Xiaocheng on the shoulder.

"It's fine."

His tone was light and relaxed.

Cheng Xiaocheng looked at Wen Ci with a touched face, looking forward to the sentence that came out of his mouth, "I can help you." ’

But I saw him hook the corners of his lips and continued: "Don't worry, if you can't beat me, you can collect your body." ”

Cheng Xiaocheng: "!! ”

The capitalists are really vicious!

When he reacted, he saw that Wen Ci had already blocked the way in front of the three or two men.

All right...... The capitalists are just vicious in their mouths.

By the light of the street lamp, he could see the three men clearly, with oily faces and tattoos on their arms, which were not easy to mess with.

"Look for death! Get out of the way, get out of the way! One of the men said impatiently.

When Wen Ci heard this, he just smiled faintly, not angry or annoyed, and straightened his sleeves carelessly.

Then he looked up and asked, "Who did you say you were going to kill just now?" ”