[The young master threw down the master. 】
The sleeping teenager curled up in the warm blanket, curled up like a white lamb.
Looking at Han Jiabi who was sleeping, Bjork glanced at his watch again, and his anxiety became more serious.
It's eleven o'clock, and Su An hasn't returned yet.
Such a clever child is unlikely to have an accident.
After a while, Bjork couldn't help but think again, in his eyes, Su An, who is smart and will not make mistakes, is only 19 years old this year, two years younger than Han Jiabi. Why did he think that someone staying in Su An would not have trouble facing that suspicious banquet
Bjork stood up suddenly, put on his coat casually, and wanted to go back to the villa to find Suan.
As soon as I put on my shoes, the phone in my pocket rang suddenly. It's an unfamiliar call.
Bjork answered the phone suspiciously.
"Hey, you're Su An's agent, what's your name... B, Bjork, right?" A rough male voice came on the other side of the phone, and he seemed to whisper "what foreigner's name is."
Bjork's hand holding the phone tightened immediately.
"Who are you? Where is Su An now?"
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little annoyed by Bjork’s continual questioning, and immediately cursed, “Oh, as an agent, he doesn’t take care of his artist, so he can go to the kind of abuse by himself. At the party, I'm ashamed to spray a kind person like me who takes the initiative to call!"
Fearing to irritate the other party, Bjork hung up the phone as soon as he was about to apologize.
Bjork hurriedly tried to call back, but the other party sent a text message, which Bjork opened quickly.
There was an address in the text message with a sentence at the end, "Come to pick you up tomorrow at 10 o'clock, it won't work if it is too early or late."
Bjork anxiously wanted to call back to ask clearly, but thinking of the other party's undue beating tone, thinking that Su An might still be there, he didn't dare to act rashly.
Oh shit! It's all Lao Tzu who hangs up other people's calls. This unknown little boy dared to hang up Lao Tzu's phone. When Lao Tzu received Su An, he was not a few times kicked to death.
Bjork cursed and flew around in the living room a few times, then turned around and walked out of the room, turned on the computer, and entered the address indicated by the text message in Google Maps.
Looking at the map, Bjork's expression kept changing.
No ordinary people can live in this famous celebrity community, but for Bjork, who has seen a lot of big scenes, it doesn't feel so special.
unless-
Unless it's that person.
The person who dare not be mentioned easily in City A. It's just a lot of an ordinary wealthy community on the outskirts of the city. The land price has soared nearly 10 times because of that person's stay. All celebrities are proud to live next door to the underground king of City A.
Obviously it was almost impossible, Bjork's thoughts suddenly skipped a beat.
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Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhou Chuan, who was cleaning up in the kitchen, hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, but after seeing the people who came in, his face had not been much expression, but a look of shock appeared on his face.
Zhou Quan quickly walked over and helped Zhang Liubai to sit on the sofa.
Zhou Quan, who turned out the first aid kit from the utility room, hurried to the sofa to make a clear bandage for Zhang Liubai.
"Didn't you go to the other side group? Who would dare not give you face so much? Besides, with your strength, who can beat you... like this?"
Zhou Quan, who has never asked much, finally couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw Zhang Liubai take off his shirt and his exposed shoulder blades were bruised.
Zhang Liubai, who frowned slightly only when the potion was applied to the wound, laughed low when he heard this.
"You're really right, that person can almost remove my entire arm without giving me face, and he can easily remove my entire arm in one move. Can't resist," Zhang Liubai turned his head and looked at Zhou Quan, and raised his eyebrows jokingly. "But seeing that the man is gentle and has a bad temper, I just said that he looks like a corpse, so he greeted him. Do it without hitting it."
Saying that others look like corpses, and expecting others to show you a good face
Zhou Quan paused for a while before holding back the "deserved" sentence that he wanted to blurt out.
But what my boss just said is "really professional" and "looks like a corpse"...
The thoughtful movement suddenly stopped.
"It was... him?" Zhou Quan hesitated and opened his mouth.
"What about him?" Zhang Liubai turned his head and lay on the sofa with a look of disdain, "You can't mention that person as Voldemort, haha, you know who I am referring to when I say that he looks like a corpse. I found out after seeing a real person. This analogy is really true. The man's entire face is not bloody at all, and I can't match it even if I put three layers of powder on it."
There was no response from behind, it seemed that under shock, the speed of the fingers applying the medicine in his grief was a little slow.
It is also true that the godfather of the underworld, when he is not just an illusory image in the movie, but a real existence in China's most prosperous city, and has existed safely for so long, just think about it and feel magical and scared. Only oneself, who is not afraid of death, dare to go up and tease.
"... Su Xitang," Zhou Quan said the name slowly, "Why would he hit you?"
"When I molested the little boy Su An, he saw him." Zhang Liubai, who was lying on the sofa with his upper body naked, replied boredly.
I didn’t ask nor questioned why I molested Su An. What I was concerned about was: "You molested Su An was seen by Su Xitang. He beat you?"
"Yeah, you think it's weird, right," Zhang Liubai said suddenly, "the godfather of the underworld is not a saint, even if I am a so-called heavenly king who is popular in China, he would almost crippled my arm without blinking my eyes. , What is a newcomer who just debuted... Is it his male favorite?"
"It doesn't matter if he is a male favorite, but it must be related to Su Xitang," Zhou Quan said lightly.
"I won't care about Su An in the future." Zhang Liubai replied briskly.
After the bandage, Zhou Quan packed up the first aid kit, and was about to call Zhang Liubai to cancel all the announcements within two days, but he heard Zhang Liubai's lazy and casual voice behind him, as if the Condor Vulture who was about to prey suddenly opened wide. wing.
"Su Xitang does look like a corpse, but it must be the best-looking corpse in the world."
Zhou Quan turned his head abruptly.
As if pleased by Zhou Quan's shocked expression, Zhang Liubai laughed lowly, "You haven't seen him before. He is as beautiful as a ghost made up by ghosts and gods. I really... really want to be on him."
"But..." Zhang Liubai measured the probe with some regrets, and continued, "I'm afraid I really got to the bed, and the person being hit by it will be me."
The extremely handsome man squinted his amber pupils slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be a thick and mellow smile that could easily teach people to get drunk.
"... Although I like beauties, I don't like being taken on by beauties."
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After seeing the master put the young master in the car, the driver immediately activated the accelerator.
Cayenne drove steadily out of the antique villa manor, and the driver subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror while driving the car.
This look almost made the old driver's eyes fall out of his eyes.
He seemed, maybe, as if he saw the young master throw him down...
The veteran driver who had been driving for ten years in Su’s house immediately straightened his body and stared at the road ahead. As for the rearview mirror, is there such a thing in the car
Su An felt that his body was on fire, and the blood flowing in his veins seemed to be an oil field. When only a little spark fell, it instantly started a prairie fire. Every point was exploding, and his lower body was even more clamoring for desire.
The teenager who stretched out his hand and groped wildly, suddenly felt a chill.
It was as if the traveler who had been staggering for half a month in the desert finally saw the oasis. Su An was weakened. Suddenly, huge power surged out of his body, and he was dizzy and immediately hugged the piece. Food like ice.
It's so comfortable...
Su An sighed contentedly, as if an ignorant animal with only primitive instincts was writhing indiscriminately, looking for a comfortable posture.
However, there are too few cold places. The local is cool and the numbing stimulation is not intense enough. Not only did it fail to vent, but it aggravated the desire of the lower body to explode... Like an unsatisfied little beast, he whimpered twice, Su An I was groping for the extra thing that was wrapped around the cold object, and just reached a place where it was convenient for tearing, but suddenly the cold thing grabbed my wrist backhand.
At that moment, the cold touch caused Su An, who was hot all over, to gasp in contentment. He just raised his head and moved forward if he couldn't see things clearly.
The other hand of the cold thing suddenly pinched his chin.
it hurts!
Su An, whose jaw was about to break, yelled directly like a small beast. However, after yelling, Su An suddenly realized that there were two hands... This cold thing turned out to be a person, that person. If you have only two hands...
Su An's other hand, which was not caught, suddenly tore open Su Xitang's shirt!
The snapped button hit the window, and jingle bells rang a few times.
In the silent carriage there was only the young gasp, nothing else.
The car drove silently in the darkness.
A white light suddenly appeared in the colorful vortex.
Su An, who instinctively liked it, leaned forward without hesitation.
However, he didn't see, the pale man who was stuck to his chest lowered his head and glanced at him with extreme indifference.
The eyes are as deep as Yong Ye, darker.