Wu Xie nodded and saw Qiu Yuqing waving hello to him from a corner on the cruise ship.
The cruise ship was leaning against the river bank. Men in suits and leather shoes and women in gorgeous clothes were getting on the cruise ship one after another. Countless luxury cars filled the parking lot on the river bank. Wu Xie casually threw his second-hand bicycle in an inconspicuous place.
Even if someone cares about this bicycle, they must think it is an eyesore and want to dispose of it as garbage. Wu Xie looked pitifully at the bicycle that he had used for five years.
I bought a bicycle for ten yuan, thinking silently.
Mixed among this group of successful people heading for the cruise ship, Wu Xie, wearing an ordinary white T-shirt, seemed a bit out of place. His outfit was too conspicuous in the crowd, and it could even be said to be alternative!
The people passing by frowned and looked at Wu Xie, with contempt in their eyes, and their indifferent expressions seemed to say: We are not the same kind of people.
Being ordinary is also a fault!
Only the man next to Wu Xie, who called himself Lao Hu and had a Chinese character, was indifferent and silent from beginning to end, looking directly at Qian Qian. He didn't look like he was leading the way, he was clearly here to show off.
"Even if I'm lost, this guy will just pretend he didn't see me, right?" Wu Xie felt a little unhappy in his heart.
When Wu Xie followed the Chinese-character face to the passageway into the cruise ship, he finally understood why Old Hu, the Chinese-character face, had come to pick him up in person.
The guard guarding the door looked at the man with the Chinese character face next to Wu Xie in awe, and bowed respectfully. Without asking a word, he let the two people go to the VIP lane unimpeded. But Wu Xie noticed that the rest of the suits
Regardless of whether they were wearing Versace or Armani, the guys in leather shoes were all asked to show their invitations. Seeing this, Wu Xie looked at the man with the Chinese character beside him, secretly guessing his identity.
Qiu Yuqing, who was dressed in a cheongsam, was the focus of the entire cruise ship. No matter where she went, she was watched by everyone. In the cruise ship lobby, Qiu Yuqing welcomed Wu Xie with a gentle hug. The moment Qiu Yuqing hugged her, Wu Xie
Wu Xie felt like he had been pierced by thousands of arrows, and those eyes were mixed with envy, jealousy, speculation, and angry eyes that were shot at Wu Xie like sharp swords. In broad daylight, Wu Xie was naked and was being stabbed.
The feeling of being naked.
"Come to my room." Qiu Yuqing leaned on Wu Xie's shoulder and whispered in Wu Xie's ear. Then she took Wu Xie's hand with her silky but strong slender hand and walked through the crowd of people who were focused on Wu Xie.
Go to her room.
"Hello everyone! I'm very happy to meet you." Wu Xie happily greeted the crowd on the roadside with a simple and honest smile. However, in the eyes of others, he looked awkward.
"Be normal." Qiu Yuqing frowned, and her soft hands gathered strength on Wu Xie's waist.
Wu Xie was so frightened that he nodded hurriedly.
The man with the Chinese character face followed the two people calmly. When Wu Xie walked into Qiu Yuqing's room, he stood straight in front of the door without squinting, like a well-trained bodyguard.
"Did that person just tell you he was Lao Hu?" Qiu Yuqing handed a glass of white wine to Wu Xie and asked.
"Yes. Is this name fake?"
Qiu Yuqing shook her head, "It's true, but he has another name in the circle."
"What is it?" Wu Xie asked curiously.
"tiger."
Wu Xie was startled, then smiled with relief, "He is very overbearing! The title Tiger suits him very well." Wu Xie then raised his head and looked at Qiu Yuqing, with deep interest in his eyes, "You are
Are you planning to tell me your identity?"
Hearing this, Qiu Yuqing smiled, held the cup and touched it with Wu Xie, then finished it first.
Wu Xie poured the wine into his stomach very simply and found that the wine was stronger than the Erguotou he drank last time. Seeing Wu Xie frowning, Qiu Yuqing smiled happily, looking at Wu Xie with eyes like autumn water, "
Smart, I just want you to know that it’s not like I’m hiding anything from you.”
"I didn't expect you to value me so much, but we have only met once!" The implication was that Wu Xie felt that Qiu Yuqing's behavior was a bit hasty.
"So, I hope I won't regret my haste."
"That's not certain."
Although Wu Xie could not guess Qiu Yuqing's true identity, seeing her role as the boss of No. 1 Middle School in today's scene, Wu Xie was sure that Qiu Yuqing's identity was different. But when Qiu Yuqing knew that she was the current leader of the Qinglong Gang
When the gang leader told him the news, Wu Xie was still quite surprised. This cheongsam woman who he had only met once and never forgotten was actually the boss of the largest gang in Shanghai.
He thought that she was a high-ranking official, or the daughter of a high-ranking official, or a super rich second generation, but the only thing he didn't expect was that she was a black second generation, and a black second generation with real power. But then he thought,
Wu Xie felt that only this identity was most suitable for her.
On the annual anniversary of the founding of the gang, the adult Xiao Yang finally had no choice but to escape. He followed his father in a suit and leather shoes. The last time he attended the anniversary of the founding of the gang was eight years ago. At that time,
Under the leadership of Qiu Fenglang at that time, the Qinglong Gang swept through all the gangs in Shanghai, creating myths one after another. What Xiao Yang heard most every day in school was the jokes that his classmates discussed about the Qinglong Gang fighting against the eight major gangs in Shanghai to massacre the Bund.
Qiu Feng Lang is the idol and godfather in the hearts of all passionate young people who want to join the gang. He is an insurmountable peak. Xiao Yang has determined to become a figure like Qiu Feng Lang since he was a child.
Xiao Yang's father, Xiao Pojun, is a loyal subordinate of Qiu Feng Lang. He has been with Qiu Feng Lang since the founding of the gang. He is known for his ruthlessness and loyalty. He is an elder of the Qinglong Gang and one of the five top killers of the Qinglong Gang. As a
Xiao Pojun's son, Xiao Yang has lived in the awe of the gang since he was a child, and Qiu Feng Lang also loves him very much. Xiao Yang still remembers Qiu Feng Lang touching his head eight years ago and saying with a smile, "Little guy,
As a man, you have to keep fighting, even if you have a bloody head."
Qiu Feng Lang looked at Xiao Yang with a strange look at that time. Xiao Yang still remembers that Qiu Feng Lang sighed in his ear at that time. Who would believe that Qiu Feng Lang, who frightened countless heroes, would actually look at a ten-year-old child?
Two years later, when Xiao Yang learned that Qiu Feng Lang had passed away and his daughter succeeded him, Xiao Yang knew that Qiu Feng Lang sighed in front of him because he regretted not having a son. Xiao Yang
I have met Qiu Feng Lang’s daughter, she is a beautiful and proud girl. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen her for eight years now. After Qiu Feng Lang died, Xiao Yang never participated in any activities of the Qinglong Gang again. He wanted to be like Qiu Feng
As the wolf said to him, go out alone, even if you hit your head and get bloody.
After arriving at the cruise ship lobby, Xiao Pojun was dragged by a few old friends to reminisce about the past. However, Xiao Yang knew that this "reminiscing about the past" was nothing more than finding a few beautiful girls to play with. This is normal in gangsters. The years of pampering may make the past
The fighting power of the God of Killing has weakened a lot. Without the daily fighting, corruption has gradually spread in the Qinglong Gang. In Xiao Yang's view, the Qinglong Gang at this time is like the Grand View Garden during Jia Baoyu's period. It flourished but declined, and it is rapidly heading towards
destroy.
Xiao Yang was not interested in those women. He walked to a corner alone, picked up a glass of wine and tasted it silently. In the circles formed by the young men and women, cheerful laughter broke out from time to time. Xiao Yang frowned.
, he felt a little out of place.
"Xiao Yang, long time no see. I heard that you recently formed a gang called Feiying. That's good!" A long and unruly young man walked up to Xiao Yang with a smile. But there was a flash in his eyes.
There was a hint of ridicule. No one in the circle was optimistic about Xiao Yang's move to form a gang outside. His father was one of the five most powerful gangsters in Shanghai, but he found trouble by himself.
Those amateur gangsters and students formed gangs because they were full and had nothing to do.