"Not yet." Qiao Wen sat up and returned to him.
Chen Jianan hung in the air, gently pushed the window open with his legs, and dexterously got in and landed on the ground. Such a big man didn't even make a sound.
After he stood firmly, he stepped forward in two steps, turned over and fell on Qiao Wen's bed without any mistakes.
Qiao Wen moved away subconsciously, trying to make room for him, but the single bed was so narrow that two grown men could barely squeeze it in. Even though he was stuck against the wall, his body was still in contact with each other. next to each other.
Chen Jianan just took a shower, wearing only a pair of baggy underpants, his smooth skin was slightly cool, but it brought a little refreshment to the sultry night.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Wen asked.
Chen Jianan turned over and faced him, faltering: "It's... nothing, I just can't sleep, so I came to talk to you."
Because the bed was too narrow, this movement accidentally touched the wound on Qiao Wen's waist, causing him to hiss in pain.
Chen Jianan was startled, stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Wen was afraid that he would wake up the grandmother in the room, so he put his finger to his lips and hissed, and replied in a low voice: "My back hurts."
Chen Jianan lifted up the hem of his T-shirt as if thinking of something, leaned towards his waist under the dim moonlight, saw a faint blue patch, and asked, "Did you kowtow in a teahouse?"
The scorching breath sprayed faintly on the skin around his waist, Qiao Wen felt a little numb, nodded and said: "It's nothing, just a little pain."
"It's all right, it's all green, I'll give you medicine to rub it." He turned over and tiptoed out of bed, took out a bottle of Chinese medicine from the wooden kitchen, and returned to the bed.
Qiao Wen had no choice but to lie on his stomach.
Chen Jianan: "Be patient."
"Um."
Chen Jianan practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he often got into fights. Injuries were commonplace, and he was very proficient in this job. Originally, Qiao Wen didn't care about that little bump, but this body seemed to be naturally afraid of pain. Even if he could bear it psychologically, he still couldn't help but shed physical tears from the pain.
Feeling the tension in his body, Chen Jianan hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."
After taking the medicine and returning to the bed, he stretched out his long arms to embrace him: "Awen, you said that you are so delicate and tender, you were born to be a young master, and it is really hard for you here. But don't worry, When I make money in the future, I will let you live a good life."
Qiao Wen smiled: "Then tell me how you make money?"
"I..." Chen Jianan just said big words casually. Young people always have such lofty ambitions. They are nothing more than fantasizing for joy. In fact, they never think about it. When he asked this, they choked immediately , "I haven't figured it out yet."
Of course Qiao Wen knew that he hadn't thought it through yet. Speaking of which, he was only nineteen years old. What do nineteen-year-old boys know? When I was nineteen years old, I was still a bastard who made troubles with Lin Nan every day, so that the two parents couldn't stand it, and in a rage they packed him up and threw him into the army for training.
He thought for a while, returned to business, and asked, "Brother Nan, do you have something to say to me?"
Chen Jianan was taken aback, he did have something to say to Qiao Wen.
When I took a shower and was about to go to bed, I thought about it and felt that I should not hide this from him today, so I climbed over the wall/window and climbed onto his bed, but facing this tender tofu person, I was afraid that I would anger him by speaking out. I can only look at him first.
Now that Qiao Wen opened his mouth, he hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and said, "Didn't I promise you not to lie to you no matter what you do, but I lied to you about something today, and I'm going to confess to you now." , you promise me not to be angry."
Qiao Wen knew what he was going to say, and said with a smile, "I'm not angry."
"That's it."
"I'm not mad."
Chen Jianan sat up straight, put on a serious conversation, and said, "I'm not going to Furong Tea House tonight to drink tea, but to kill people."
After saying this, he stopped for the time being, and carefully looked at Qiao Wen, wanting to observe his reaction first, and make sure that he would not get angry because of this, before he dared to continue speaking.
Under the dim light, Qiao Wen's pale face was as calm as usual, because it was so calm that there was no sign of a storm coming, which made Chen Jianan even more uncertain. Frightened and trembling, he tentatively asked, "Xiao Qiao, why didn't you respond?"
Qiao Wen said softly, "Is it to raise my medical expenses?"
Hearing that he was really calm, Chen Jianan felt relieved, nodded and said: "You are going to die in the past two days, Uncle Hua said that you should be sent to a high-end foreign hospital right away, maybe you can be saved. But the foreign hospital charges are too expensive , We have to pay the fee first before we can treat the disease. How can we have money? I asked my fourth brother to take me to Master Bao and begged him to lend me money. Lord Bao didn’t give me money directly, but gave me a money-making For work, let me kill someone, and if it works, give me 10,000 yuan." He paused, then continued, "I didn't expect you to suddenly appear in the teahouse, and when I saw that you were doing well, I gave up. As for what happened later, you have also seen that I am not the only killer tonight, and I accidentally disrupted the killer's actions."
Qiao Wen said: "So the person you want to kill is also Lin Zhaoming, right?"
"Yeah." Chen Jianan nodded, then came back to his senses, and asked strangely, "How do you know this person?"
"I saw Lin Zhaoming's photo in a magazine. I recognized him when he gave you his business card in the teahouse."
Chen Jianan suddenly realized, seeing that he had confessed all the ins and outs, Qiao Wen still had no major reaction, he couldn't help being very surprised, Fox asked: "Are you really not angry?"
Qiao Wen said with a smile: "You are for me, of course I am not angry, and you didn't kill anyone?"
Finally, Chen Jianan heaved a sigh of relief, parting the corners of his mouth and giggling.
Qiao Wen glanced at him and said, "Brother Nan, don't be so busy being happy, I'm not angry with you, but you said you caused trouble earlier, I'm afraid you really did."
For Chen Jianan, his not being angry is the big deal, and as for the disaster he caused, he came in the back. He said quite nonchalantly: "Lord Bao only said that he was giving me a chance, but he didn't say anything about it." What will I do if I can't finish it. Since he sent me, a little guy, to kill people just to confuse the public, he certainly didn't expect me to do it. It's nothing more than not taking money, and it's useless to be reprimanded by him anyway. I only intend to be a useless forty-nine boy. The killer doesn't know me, so don't worry."
Qiao Wen sat up and took a moment to say: "Brother Nan, you are thinking too simply. Although the killer doesn't know you, he must be aware of Lord Bao's arrangements. How can he not know that you are the one who disrupted his actions tonight?" He took a deep breath and said, "Do you think he will go to Lord Bao to ask for an explanation because you didn't complete the task? Then what will Lord Bao do with you?"
Hearing what he said, Chen Jianan suddenly panicked.
Qiao Wendao: "Lin Zhaoming is a billionaire. You don't need me to tell you how much a life is worth. Master Bao is probably angry because of you losing this business. Do you think he is angry? But you are innocent if you don't know. You are a member of the society. He can't find a reason to punish you except for beating you. But if the killer came to ask him for someone because of this matter, the situation would be different. I guess, Lord Bao would use the so-called The rules of the rivers and lakes, let you handle it yourself."
Chen Jianan looked at him with some puzzlement.
"Just let the two of you solve it by force." Qiao Wen paused and said, "This will not only give the killer an explanation, but also allow the other party to help him deal with this bad thing like you. It's justified, no wonder he is the boss."
Chen Jianan nodded thoughtfully: "This is indeed the style of Lord Bao."
Qiao Wen asked, "Do you think you can defeat that killer?"
Chen Jianan thought for a while, then nodded firmly: "It should be fine."
It’s not like he’s bragging. He grew up in martial arts, and his master was his alcoholic uncle. Don’t think he was drunk all the time, but in fact he was a master of Bajiquan when he was young. He taught all his skills to this grandnephew before he passed away. Sleep with wine jars.
But the old man told him before his death that in a place like the Kowloon Walled City, if he wants to live a stable life, he must be too weak, but he must not show his sharpness. Because once you show your true skills, you will definitely be targeted by those triad bosses, and you will either become an enemy or become their person, working hard for them, and embarking on the vile and unreasonable road of no return.
Therefore, although Chen Canaan has been playing tricks and fighting with cats and dogs since he was a child, he used the bastard punches that bad boys used to use. Be a low-level forty-nine kid in Hexing Society.
Qiao Wen naturally knew about the skills of the opponent, because the biggest feature of the description of the villain Chen Jianan in the book was that he could fight. Later, he changed from black to white, and he always wore a neat suit. He was a well-known thug in a suit.
Thugs in suits can't even beat a Southeast Asian killer who came out of nowhere, that's just a joke.
Qiao Wen thought for a while, and said, "Brother Nan, the more you can't expose your skills at this time, it will be very troublesome for Lord Bao to know your true skills. The killer should have retired from the Yue battlefield, and his fists and kicks are not good enough. It’s not that powerful, but they are all killing moves, especially his Mitsubishi Army thorn, if you are not careful, you will be killed. You must be safe in his hands, but you can’t let people see that you can beat him. This is true. It's a bit troublesome. But..." He pondered for a moment, and then said, "Since this is Lord Bao's territory, he will definitely not let the killer do anything wrong. If I'm not wrong, according to the rules of the world, he will set a time for you , such as Banzhuxiang. As long as you delay as much as possible during this time and use your bastard fist to protect yourself, you will definitely get hurt if you get hurt. It doesn’t matter if you bleed a little. It’s just that you look miserable to make people believe that you are lucky. It’s good to come back with your life.”
Chen Jianan nodded thoughtfully, then raised his head again, and looked at Qiao Wen with burning eyes: "Huh? Xiao Qiao, you hate fighting and killing the most on weekdays. Why do you know so much all of a sudden?"
Qiao Wen smiled lightly: "I didn't worry about you getting into trouble, so I racked my brains to think so much. I'm just guessing. If this is the case, you can play it by ear. But you must be careful, don't let people hurt the vitals. "
Chen Jianan nodded, and lay down with a sigh of relief. First, he put his hands under his head, thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Wen down, lying side by side with his head: "Little Qiao, don't worry, I'll be careful."
Qiao Wen hummed, and after a while, he suddenly asked again: "Brother Nan, have you never thought about leaving the city?"
Chen Jianan said lazily: "Of course I want to, who wouldn't want to live in a bungalow in Repulse Bay of Taiping Mountain." Then he laughed, "When we have money in the future, we can buy a big garden house. My grandma, dad, uncle, aunt, and Haozai, each of us has a room, and the whole family lives together."
Qiao Wen: "It's a good idea, do you want to marry a few wives and have a bunch of children?"
Chen Jianan stretched out his hand to scratch his itch, and said with a smirk: "I think it's Xiao Qiao, you want a wife? Let me tell you, girls in Hong Kong City are open to watching now. Seeing a beautiful boy like you, I can't wait to pounce on you, you have to be careful in the future, don't be fooled into a virgin by a woman."
Qiao Wen's frail body couldn't bear his fuss, and soon he was out of breath, and pushed him feebly: "Brother Nan, stop making trouble."
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Chen Jianan withdrew his hand with a smile, stretched out his arm again, stretched it under his neck, wrapped it around his thin shoulders, tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.
At this moment, Qiao Wen's pale face turned a little bloody after being disturbed a lot. Under the faint moonlight, there was a fragile and distorted beauty.
Chen Jianan felt that he was so beautiful, he was so proud of him, he couldn't help but hugged him, and kissed him on the forehead: "Little Qiao, why are you so beautiful, you are more beautiful than the most beautiful girl I have ever seen?" Pretty good."
It's a kiss without any ambiguity and passion/desire, it's just a simple expression of love. His love for Qiao Wen has always been so frank.
It's like a good brother who really loves his younger brother and is proud of it.
Naturally, Qiao Wen could also feel the feelings of these two young people, which was a brotherhood without any distractions, so he accepted the kiss with great peace of mind, and naturally fell asleep with his arms on his head.