Early the next morning, Qiao Wen was woken up by an airplane motor rumbling across the city wall.
He opened his sleepy eyes and looked out the window.
It was already dawn, and it should be a sunny day, but the densely packed buildings in the city blocked most of the light, and the little sunlight projected from the small windows on the second floor was really pitiful.
But it was enough to turn the small room from darkness to light.
Qiao Wen turned his head slightly, and what caught his sight was a young and handsome face.
The two were so close that Chen Jianan's breath was on his face, and he had to step back a little.
Chen Jianan also woke up, yawned, half-opened his hazy eyes, hugged Qiao Wen habitually, and rubbed his soft short hair.
Two people's hands and feet are intertwined, which is a very intimate gesture.
Qiao Wen suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if a murder weapon was being held against his waist.
Of course he knew what it was, and helplessly pushed the young man who was hugging him: "Brother Nan, hurry up and release the water!"
Chen Jianan opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously looked down, saw the vibrant tent, cursed a dirty word, jumped out of bed and said, "I'm going to pee."
Qiao Wen shook his head amusedly, he was quite normal for a young man with full of vigor.
When Chen Jianan came back from the balcony after urinating, Grandma also got up and came out from the inner room.
"Good morning, grandma!" He greeted with a smile.
Grandma laughed and said, "Anan came to share the bed with Ah Wen again? It's not too hot."
Chen Jianan waved his hand: "It's not hot, it's hotter when sleeping with Hao Zai."
Grandma went to the balcony: "You two wash up, and I'll make breakfast."
With a sleepy face, Chen Jianan sat back on the bed, lazily leaning against Qiao Wen who hadn't gotten up yet.
"Beautiful boy Nan!" An angry voice suddenly came from downstairs.
Chen Jianan got up in a jerk and leaned against the window: "Fourth Brother, what's the matter?"
Zhao Ahsi downstairs shouted angrily: "Hurry up and follow me to see Lord Bao."
Chen Jianan pretended to be confused: "What does Lord Bao want from me?"
Zhao Asi said: "What trouble did you get into and you don't know? Come down quickly!"
"Fourth brother, wait a moment, I'll come down right away."
Chen Jianan withdrew his head from the window, ran to the bed, and whispered to Qiao Wen who was already sitting up: "It seems that your guess was correct last night, the guy from the teahouse probably came to the door, I'll go to the East District, don't you Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Qiao Wen raised his head and nodded, thought for a while and then warned: "Be careful of his military thorn."
"Know."
Chen Jianan was about to turn around and go out, but suddenly remembered something, bent over and reached out to lift the hem of Qiao Wen's T-shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"Look at the injury on your waist." Chen Jianan's eyes fell on the faint blue color on his waist, although it was not serious at first glance, but because the skin on that waist was as white as snow, it was still obvious.
"It's okay." Qiao Wen pulled down the hem of his clothes indifferently.
Chen Jianan frowned, and said fiercely with a sullen face, "I must make that servant suffer a little later."
"Brother Nan!" Qiao Wen reminded him helplessly, "You forgot your current identity? Don't cause trouble."
Chen Jianan waved his hand dejectedly: "Understood, you just recovered from your illness, rest well at home, and don't forget to drink medicine. Haozai will fetch water for you and grandma. If I don't come back, ask Haozai to do something."
"Well, I'll wait for your return."
Chen Jianan raised the corner of his mouth and rubbed his hair: "Don't worry, Brother Nan, I'm sure I'm fine,"
After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to the grandma on the balcony, and went out the door.
He is shirtless, and his skin is firm and smooth like that of a young boy, with a slight tan. Although he has a slender figure, he also has smooth and distinct muscle lines. There are a few scars left on his back from years of fighting and fighting, which seem to be the meritorious deeds of a man. .
This is a young and healthy body, like a youth who has not yet gone astray.
Qiao Wen actually had no confidence in his trip to the Eastern District. My own arrival has changed the plot of the original world, so the fate of everyone has naturally become unknown.
However, it was useless to think too much, he could only calm down and wait.
Chen Jianan in this room went back upstairs to change his clothes. When he came downstairs, Zhao Ahsi, who was holding a cigarette, was already impatient. Seeing him coming out of the corridor, he stepped forward angrily and slapped him hard on the back of the head. A slap. Because of his short stature, in order to slap him, he even jumped hard.
"You have been with me for almost two years. I think you are clever and have always taken good care of you. You said that your younger brother asked for money for medical treatment, and begged me to take you to Lord Bao. I took you there. But you said What did you do to me?"
Zhao Ahsi is Chen Jianan's direct boss, in his thirties, with a bad appearance and no skills, he manages two gambling stalls and helps the bosses run errands on weekdays. Although he is just an ordinary straw sandal in the society, but because he is the nephew of Zhao Shanhai's family, he can speak directly in front of the boss.
Although he has no skills or ambitions, he is not a bad person, and he can even be called emphasizing love and righteousness. His opponent's younger brother is really good, which is why Chen Jianan decided to be with him in the first place.
This time Qiao Wen was seriously ill, Chen Jianan asked him to help see Zhao Shanhai, and he readily agreed.
Zhao Ahsi knew about Zhao Shanhai sending Chen Jianan to kill people, but he didn't know who he killed or what he did.
Zhao Shanhai asked him to find Chen Jianan this morning, his tone was rather sullen, he could guess with his toes, it was a small thing if he didn't complete the task, I'm afraid it was his subordinate, the street boy, who broke into it What a disaster.
When he greeted him with a slap, Chen Jianan tilted his head indistinctly, not only letting him hit him, but also not letting his head suffer too much, then he covered his head pretending to be in pain, and said with a shy smile: " Fourth brother, what trouble did I get into? It’s just that I failed to do what Lord Bao told me, and he has bodyguards by his side, how can I have that ability alone?”
Zhao Ahsi snorted, "You don't seem like someone who can kill people." After thinking for a while, he added, "Lord Bao certainly didn't count on you, a worthless four or nine boy, if he wants to show his anger and beat you up, You suffer it yourself."
"That is."
Zhao Ah Si thought for a while, and then asked, "Is your sick son alright?"
"It's much better, thank you, brother four, for your concern."
"It's not a real brother, and I don't know why you are working so hard for others?"
Chen Jianan chuckled: "Isn't a real brother better than a real brother, and it's not that a real brother is born by a mother."
Zhao Ahsi snorted disapprovingly.
Although the Walled City is divided into east and west areas, it is only a large area after all. In less than ten minutes, you will arrive at Zhao Shanhai's old lair, which is also the current headquarters of Hexing Society - Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall.
Zhao Shanhai was born as a martial artist. Back then, he was invincible in the Walled City with a pair of iron evil fists. After joining the Hexing Society, he quickly achieved double bonus red sticks. After that, it was logical to replace the previous leader and become the current boss.
Standing at the door was Zhao Shanhai's confidant, Hexingshe's white paper fan Cao Shu. Wearing a white Tang suit, he is dressed as a teacher.
"Uncle Cao, where is Lord Bao?" Zhao Ahsi asked.
Uncle Cao didn't answer, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Jianan, and said, "Si, just bring him here, you go to work and let this kid in."
Uncle Cao was the elder, so Zhao Ah Si didn't dare to do anything wrong, so he nodded submissively, then glared at Chen Jianan, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Tighten up, don't cause trouble for me."
Chen Jianan sneered, sent him away respectfully, and followed Uncle Cao into the house.
This building only has three floors. In the crowded city, it is rare to have a small courtyard like a patio. At this moment, Zhao Shanhai is sitting in the middle of the courtyard, drinking tea leisurely, while several disciples are practicing boxing around wooden stakes. .
"Lord Bao, people are coming!" Uncle Cao walked up to him and said respectfully.
Chen Jianan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Lord Bao."
Zhao Shanhai put down his teacup and waved to the disciples in the courtyard: "Go down."
Several people saluted and dispersed in a hurry.
Zhao Shanhai raised his head, looked at the silent Chen Jianan with a half smile but not a smile: "Ah Nan, how did you complete the task last night?"
Chen Jianan made an annoyed expression: "Going back to Lord Bao, there was an accident, so it didn't work."
Zhao Shanhai has a rough face, with a straight body. In his forties, he still has a strong figure like a copper wall and an iron wall. He wears a black exercise suit, his chest is very tight, and there are large tattoos on his neck. Wearing a gold chain and a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, he has a quack air.
But he is also a smiling face, the legendary smiling tiger probably looks like him.
Looking at Chen Jianan who got into trouble, he still smiled, and pointed at the armrest of the pear wood armchair, and said, "You are young and have little experience, when I give you this task, I just ask you to do your best. I don’t blame you for not becoming Lord Leopard.”
"Thank you Leopard Lord."
Zhao Shanhai raised his hand and waved: "Ayong, come out."
A man slowly came out from under the eaves behind him, with a handsome expressionless face full of murderous intent.
Chen Jianan raised his head, showing astonishment, and opened his eyes wide: "He...he..."
I have to say that his acting skills are really good, and this surprise doesn't seem to be feigned at all.
Ruan Yong walked up to Zhao Shanhai, looked straight at Chen Jianan with eagle-like eyes, and said in a low voice, "Lord Bao."
Zhao Shanhai smiled and looked at Chen Jianan who staggered back two steps: "A'nan, do you know him?"
"I..." Chen Jianan met his gaze.
"The accident you mentioned was him, right?"
Chen Jianan seemed to come to his senses suddenly, his eyes widened with a startled expression: "Is he also someone you sent, Lord Bao?"
Zhao Shanhai said with a smile: "Lin Zhaoming is a rich man in Hong Kong. Someone paid millions of dollars to buy his life from me. Do you think I might just send you an inexperienced forty-nine kid? Ah Yong was in the Vietnam War After fighting for many years, he is now the number one killer in Southeast Asia, I specially hired him to do things for me, but you screwed up."
"Lord Bao, I don't know anything, it can't be blamed on me!" Chen Jianan said anxiously, showing the appearance of June Feixue's Dou E's injustice.
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Zhao Shanhai said with a smile: "Of course I don't blame you, but you ruined Ah Yong's affairs, and I asked him to handle this matter. He asked me for an explanation, and I couldn't refuse to give it. Do you think it is Anan?"
Chen Jianan looked terrified: "Lord Bao, I really don't know! I am your man, you have to help me."
Zhao Shanhai waved his hand: "Anan, if you weren't from me and Xingshe, you would have broken such a big deal, and you would have died on the street now. But we Jianghu people have to follow the rules of the Jianghu, and I can't completely cover you up. It's your business, you can solve it yourself. Of course, in my territory, you have to follow my rules." Then, he looked back at the man behind him, "Ayong, do you have any objections?"
Ruan Yong shook his head.
"Okay!" Zhao Shanhai stood up, "I'll give you this place, half a stick of incense, not even a second longer."
Chen Jianan was startled, but he didn't expect Qiao Wen to agree with everything.
Zhao Shanhai raised his hand to the weapon rack next to him and pointed: "A'nan, you will suffer the disaster yourself. I heard that you can fight in Sijiuzi, and Ahsi has praised you more than once in front of me. Choose it yourself. The same weapon, whether you can survive the half-stick incense depends on your good fortune." After finishing speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his hands, without looking back, "but don't worry, if you die here today, I will I will give your father a sum of maintenance. Uncle Cao, light some incense."
Uncle Cao lit half a stick of incense on the incense table next to him, motioned to the two of them, then turned and walked out.
There were only two people left in the yard, and Ruan Yong stared fiercely at Chen Jianan, as if he was the prey he was about to hunt. Then he frowned, and suddenly pulled out the Mitsubishi Army thorn from his waist, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the person.