The scene before their eyes was that of two grown men hugging each other tightly, one tearing at the other's clothes as if he was 'impatient', one holding the other's head hard as if 'uncontrollable', and...
There was a mess all over the room, clothes scattered on the ground, and everyone who rushed in all had their eyes twitching, thinking of another dimension involuntarily.
After a moment of silence, Xi Yuhuang struggled again, but Yang Jing reacted faster and slammed him to the ground. The wine jar in his hand was turned upside down in front of his face, and the remaining wine was poured out without any reservation.
All poured down. "Let's see if you drink it!!"
"Get off!!" Xi Yuhuang resisted fiercely. He curled up his right foot between the two of them and stamped out Yang Jing on the spot. He turned over three or four times in a row and hit the wooden chair hard. The wine in his hand was
The altar then shattered into pieces.
Is this...gay? Or...fighting?
The people gathered in front of the door were secretly surprised, but quietly retreated with tacit understanding. Yan Shou walked at the end, sneaked in sneakily, closed all the curtains and windows, and closed the door tightly when leaving.
Lock the outside.
Xi Yuhuang and Yang Jing sat on the ground in embarrassment, breathing heavily, and they faced each other in disbelief.
After a long while, when the two people's breathing became slightly calmer and their emotions calmed down, Yang Jing exhaled: "Do you have any wine?"
Xi Yuhuang straightened his clothes: "No."
"Shit! This room of yours used to store wine, and there are plenty of them in the storage room."
"You know it but you still ask, you're a bastard."
"You...I don't have the knowledge of a bird like you." Yang Jing got up from the ground, patted the pieces on his body and walked towards the locked storage room. "Do you have the key?"
"What do you think?"
"Guess you don't either."
"You know, why don't you ask?" Xi Yuhuang also stood up from the ground.
Yang Jing rolled his eyes angrily, dodged the door angrily, turned on the light and walked into the storage room: "Tsk, tsk, there's a lot of wine in there, do you want to come with us?"
"Not in the mood." Xi Yuhuang wiped his face, and the strong smell of alcohol made him frown. Although he had been in the underworld for seven or eight years and became the most high-profile figure in the Chinese underworld, he was indifferent by nature and did not like the strong taste of alcohol.
Things...I've never been very fond of them.
"Hey!" Yang Jing stood at the door holding a bottle of wine.
"Don't drink!" Xi Yuhuang walked to the bedroom to change clothes.
"You really want me to apologize to you?"
Xi Yuhuang paused slightly, and his evil eyes flashed with obvious shaking.
Yang Jing looked at Xi Yuhuang's back intently, his expression a little complicated, but he soon became calm, shrugged, and scratched his hair: "Okay, okay, I...I...I...cough
Cough... I want to tell you... uh..." After hesitating and hesitating for a long time, Yang Jing took a long time to spit out the words from his mouth: "... apologize..."
Xi Yuhuang did not leave, but stood there quietly, waiting. At this moment, what was shaking was no longer his eyes, but... his heart...
The trainee Yuhuang still didn't respond, Yang Jing said: "Isn't that enough? Do you want me to kowtow to you?"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xi Yuhuang's mouth, but he did not look back and continued to walk towards the bedroom.
"Hey!! A stupid bird! Are you a man? I have shamelessly apologized to you, what else do you want?"
"If you dare to scream again, I will kick you out and warn you, now...I...are...more powerful than you..." Xi Yuhuang turned his head slightly, and his expression returned to indifference again.
"Hey? You want to fight?" Yang Jing's eyes widened.
"Torture you!"
"Oh, let me go, are you kidding me?" Yang Jing rolled up his sleeves and was about to pounce on him.
Xi Yuhuang didn't bother to answer and walked directly to the bedroom.
Yang Jing yelled: "Stop! I admit that I wrongly blamed you. I shouldn't doubt you. Okay, I apologize to you and I also promise you that this is the last time! From now on
Finally, unless you dare to tease my wife, I don’t care about anything else."
Xi Yuhuang rolled his eyes: "I'm going to get the wine. There are two bottles of good wine in the cabinet in the bedroom."
"Damn! I told you earlier!" Yang Jing gestured at Xi Yuhuang's back with his middle finger.
Soon, Xi Yuhuang returned to the storage room with two bottles of wine and half a bag of leftover peanuts.
Neither of them said anything, they just raised the bottles, bumped them, and started drinking. The alcohol was already high in alcohol content, and it was so hot that they drank it in one gulp. Even if they could endure it, they couldn't stop drinking it.
He inhaled and grinned.
Just drinking sip after sip, touching one bottle after another, the two big men stood, then squatted, and finally sat on the ground leaning on the wine rack, with a pair of evil eyes, a pair of bloody eyes,
Watching straight from beginning to end.
Until there were six empty wine bottles on the ground, until their faces turned red, until their consciousness became a little blurry, until the loneliness in their hearts was soaked in alcohol.
"Good job!" Yang Jing gave Emperor Xi Yu a thumbs up.
"Really?" Xi Yuhuang leaned back on the wine rack, burped full of wine, and stared at the ceiling with his evil and misty eyes.
"Brother Cheng said, I have wronged you. Mr. Changsun said, I admire you."
"What do you think?"
"I?"
"Um."
"You deserve it. Who asked you... to break through before me..."
Xi Yuhuang raised his wine glass and shook it toward Yang Jing. He raised his head and took two sips. He seemed to be talking nonsense after drinking, but also seemed to have a deeper meaning. He said slowly: "I almost... I won't be able to come back.
Already..."
"It'll be good to come back." Yang Jingzui looked at Xi Yuhuang with hazy eyes, lost his mind for a moment, and then said: "It'll be good to come back."
"Yes...it will be good to be back...it feels...very good..." A faint smile appeared on Xi Yuhuang's handsome and indifferent cheeks. Perhaps only he understood the emotion in this smile, and perhaps Yang Jing also understood it.
.
Perhaps many people are scolding him for his hesitation and struggle for half a month, but who can understand the pain and suffering involved. After all, he is different from Yang Jing. He is not loyal to Tianmen or Di Cheng. He is ambitious and has his own
He has ideals and will never be willing to surrender to others.
So...in order to truly go 'home', he needs to completely eliminate those magazine nostalgia, completely purify his soul, and complete...real transformation...
Who understands that kind of pain? Who can understand that kind of suffering? Who can understand the pressure and suffering you endure?
Only himself!
"Really decided?" Yang Jing calmed down.
"It doesn't matter what grievances or unwillingness there are. In fact, I am more suitable for this path. I also hope that I can walk out of my own life and my own path to becoming an emperor on this path. It may be a little bitter and difficult, but fortunately there are people who support me."
"You mean me?" Yang Jing asked with a smile.
Xi Yuhuang smiled silently. In the past, it might have caused another quarrel, but today... this moment... this place... this situation... Xi Yuhuang nodded lightly: "With you, Brother Cheng
.”
Yang Jing was slightly absent-minded, lowered his head and smiled, his eyes suddenly felt a little warm. "When you say 'hidden', do you mean hiding behind the scenes, or hiding your strength?"
"All of them."
"There are still nearly ten months until the gangsters decide the ranking again. The news of your transformation into an emperor may not be hidden."
"The only ones who know about it are Tantra. Although Skynet is strong, they don't dare to touch China, so they won't know. I didn't take any action during the fierce battle that day, and Yin Yang Grass, Seder, and Emperor Soul will not know about it."
"Where is Nakamura Yuzawa?"
"It depends on whether he can get out of the no-man's land alive. Even if he can get out alive, he will not belong to Skynet or appear in public after returning to Japan. He has withdrawn from this stage and will not come back again."
"Where is Yuwen Huangxue? His eyes are very cunning."
"Yuwen Huangxue will not announce it before the Holy Clan declares war on Tianmen."
Yang Jing smiled and raised his glass: "You think very comprehensively. Come on, I wish you will become Tianmen's strongest weapon!"
Emperor Xi Yu raised his wine glass, raised his head and took two sips: "It's time for you to work hard. Brother Cheng and Mr. Changsun both have great expectations for you. If another emperor is born in Tianmen, the three of you and I will join hands.
That’s the real rise.”
"I thought about it too, but it's not that easy. At first, I thought I would be able to successfully break through after a lot of experience in Outer Mongolia. But now it seems... the road to becoming emperor... is far away... and is more difficult than I thought.
a lot of."
"Don't force it too much, keep walking along your path, and one day, it will belong to you."
"Are you complimenting me? Or encouraging me?"
"Compliment you."
"Fuck you."
The two stared at each other, but couldn't help but laugh out loud. They toasted again and clinked their glasses in the air. As the smell of wine spread, the special brotherhood permeated the narrow hut.
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