"Brother Long, who is he?" asked a younger brother who had never seen Ye Xingchen.
"Fuck you, you don't even know the president?" Liu Fei threw him at him violently, scaring the young man so much that he quickly held his head.
"President?" Most of the people present looked surprised at the same time. The president was about the same age as the hall master. Zhang Hai, who was lying on the ground, and a dozen gangsters who were still standing but trembling.
Was it the president of the Xing Yao Society who turned pale in an instant, the guy known as the God of Killing, who completely destroyed the Skull and Bones Society overnight?
Everyone started to sweat from behind. If they met an ordinary boss, they would be beaten severely at most, but now they have provoked this murderous god? Isn’t this asking for death? Just as Zhang Hai was about to endure the severe pain and beg for mercy, Chen Xiaolong’s voice had already
Rings.
"Give them a good greeting. The others will follow me. Remember the president's order. There can only be one gang on Jinling Road, and that is our Xingyao Society..." After saying that, he ignored Zhang Hai and the others.
, turned around and left with a group of confidants, but the other younger brothers rushed forward in a rush. Dozens of people were so frightened that they could only squat down with their heads in their hands. How could they dare to resist.
What a scene it is to see hundreds of people strutting in the street. No matter whether they are ordinary citizens or those little gangsters hanging out at night, when they see such a big scene, they all stay away and no one wants to provoke them.
Such a group of evil stars.
Ye Xingchen didn't care about what Chen Xiaolong wanted to do and returned to He Xuemei's side.
"Xingchen, what happened outside? Why are there so many people?" He Xuemei naturally saw hundreds of people pouring into the street and asked.
"Oh, I had a duel with that guy just now. They all came to watch the fun. Now that the fun is over, it's time to disperse..." Ye Xingchen said casually.
"Are you injured?" Upon hearing the duel, He Xuemei's face showed worry again.
"Haha, you're just a small character, can you hurt me? Have you eaten by then? I'm almost done..." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Well, I've already eaten..." He Xuemei thought of Ye Xingchen's power and nodded immediately.
"It's getting late, let me take you home..." Ye Xingchen thought of the assassin who just assassinated him, so he still wanted to investigate it himself.
"Hmm..." He Xuemei nodded, but a look of attachment flashed in her eyes. Ye Xingchen was thinking about the assassin, so he didn't care. He stood up and walked outside.
However, He Xuemei hurriedly followed a few steps and directly reached out to hold Ye Xingchen's arm. Ye Xingchen was stunned, but seeing the look of hope in He Xuemei's eyes, he didn't say anything more and let her hold her arm, and they walked romantically together.
Walk outside.
Also in another romantic corner, Chu Xiong, dressed in black, shook his head and murmured: "Ye Xingchen, she is a good girl, I hope you don't hurt her..." After saying that, he also stood up and left his seat,
But he was walking in the opposite direction, but just before he had gone far, he suddenly stopped.
"Who..." Chu Xiong said lightly.
"I..." A figure walked out of the black shadow, and it turned out to be Zhang Jia.
"Why are you following me?" Chu Xiong said calmly.
"I want to ask you to come with me..." Zhang Jia said with a cold tone, without any emotion in his voice.
"Why?" Chu Xiong's tone was still as calm as ever, and he didn't even turn around.
"I suspect there is collusion between Truman and Japanese Chrysanthemum. I need you to go back with me to do some investigation." Zhang Jia said lightly.
"Are you a policeman?" Chu Xiong asked suspiciously.
"No, I'm from the National Security Bureau." Zhang Jia also said calmly.
"The Truman incident has nothing to do with me. I'm just an ordinary student^..." After Chu Xiong finished speaking, he ignored Zhang Jia and walked forward.
"Whether Truman has anything to do with you or not, you have to go back with me. This is my mission..." Zhang Jia said, but his figure had already pounced on Chu Xiong, which was extremely fast, even faster than usual.
I don’t know how many times faster.
Chu Xiong's face was still expressionless. He suddenly turned around and punched Zhang Jia quickly. Zhang Jia also snorted coldly, turned his fist into a palm, and punched Chu Xiong's wrist with one hand. His technique was the most common military grappling technique.
, but the speed was so fast that even Chu Xiong had no time to react and was grabbed by Zhang Jia.
But after all, he is the eldest son of the Truman family. He has been involved in the underworld since he was a child. How can a master who can fight with Ye Xingchen be subdued so easily? He kicked out his right foot like lightning and was so fast that he could only see one line in the air.
Zhang Jia was horrified by the afterimage, and had to let go of Chu Xiong's wrist. She retreated sharply, but she dodged Chu Xiong's blow.
Then he kicked his right foot hard, and the figure suddenly jumped out and punched Chu Xiong again.
Chu Xiong grunted, clenched his right fist, and punched Zhang Jia hard.
"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the two fists collided heavily, and the strong friction made the air tremble.
Zhang Jia felt that his entire hand bones were about to shatter, and his figure quickly retreated. He continued to remove the force from the punch. Chu Xiong also retreated continuously, and his arms also felt numb.
"Good skills..." Chu Xiong praised.
"You're not bad either..." As Zhang Jia spoke, he ran out again, but this time he didn't dare to confront Chu Xiong because he knew that Chu Xiong's power was better than his own, and perhaps only Ye Xingchen could fight him head-on.
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Zhang Jia's speed was extremely fast, and soon there was only an afterimage left in the void. If he were to participate in the Olympics at this speed, it would be impossible not to break the record. Chu Xiong's expression was solemn, his body stopped in place, and suddenly he turned around and feinted.
, and then hit Zhang Jia with a beautiful spin kick.
Zhang Jia was horrified. He had already seen the place where he would attack before he attacked. This kick seemed ordinary, but who could resist the power contained in it?
It was too late to dodge. Faced with this rapid kick, the only way was to resist forcefully, with his arms protected in front of his chest. Chu Xiong's kick hit both arms, and the huge force made the arms
It almost burst open, and Zhang Jia's body flew out upside down.
Chu Xiong took this opportunity to suddenly get angry, and quickly punched Zhang Jia. Zhang Jia did not dare to be careless. He did a beautiful backflip in the air, landed firmly on the ground, and punched Chu Xiong hard.
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"Boom..." There was another collision, Zhang Jia's body retreated dozens of times, but Chu Xiong only took a step back before charging forward again.
"Chu Xiong, I am not your opponent, but you must come with me today..." Zhang Jia gasped repeatedly, but quickly stepped back. His finger bones had been broken just now, and he would definitely lose miserably if he continued to fight.
Chu Xiong ignored Zhang Jia's voice and still rushed towards Zhang Jia. But at this time, a sound of breaking through the air came from the air. Chu Xiong was shocked and quickly rolled over to avoid the blow, but he didn't have time.
The second time he escaped, he found a needle inserted into his thigh. Then he felt a numbness in his thigh and his head felt dizzy. He was about to speak, but he fainted.
"Huh, if you get hit, I've prepared an anesthetic. Even an elephant will fall down obediently." At this time, another cute girl wearing a red leather jacket walked out of the shadows.
"Don't talk nonsense, take him and leave here immediately..." Zhang Jia endured the severe pain in his right hand and walked forward and said.
"Brother, are you leaving too? Didn't you say there are many brothers here?" Zhang Nana blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.
"Yes, no matter how many brothers there are, we still have to leave..." Zhang Jia murmured, but looked towards the other side of the street, where Ye Xingchen and He Xuemei left.
"Brother, what are brothers?" The girl said as she waved towards the shadow. Two big men immediately ran out, picked up Chu Xiong and walked towards the shadow.
"Brother?" Zhang Jia was stunned. Ye Xingchen and others have always regarded him as a brother, but what exactly is a brother? Zhang Jia is not an ordinary person. He is an elite soldier trained by the National Security Bureau since childhood. Whether it is fighting
Skills, or the use of various high-tech means, they are top-notch all-round warriors, and their training since childhood has made them only know how to obey orders, but have almost no idea of human emotions. Rather than saying that they are human beings, they are more like wearing human attire.
Leather robot.
His mission this time was to trace the relationship between Truman and the Japanese Chrysanthemum Society. Chu Xiong, the man who left Truman, was undoubtedly the target of the investigation, so he came to Yunlong High School, but here, he met Ye Xingchen and his group.
Over the past few days, he has felt this so-called emotion from Ye Xingchen and others, the close feeling between brothers. It feels really good.
He didn't want to leave here. He even wanted to tell Ye Xingchen and others everything about him, but he couldn't do that. Without the order of his boss, he couldn't reveal his information to anyone, so there was another feeling in his heart called
Something to feel guilty about.
"Perhaps, that is a way to entrust each other's lives to each other..." After a long time, Zhang Jiacai murmured what he meant by brothers.
"Entrust each other's lives to each other?" Zhang Nana showed a curious look on her face, but she could not understand the meaning of this sentence. Like Zhang Jia, she was also an elite soldier of the National Security Bureau and did not understand the meaning of feelings at all.
What, even if he is called brother Zhang Jia, he has been called him like this since he was a child, but he doesn’t know what brother means.
To put it simply, they are all machines that only know how to obey orders.
Ye Xingchen, who was walking on the street with He Xuemei, glanced back inexplicably, but murmured to himself, strange, why do I always feel like someone is staring at me? Am I too handsome?
"Xuemei, can we take a taxi back?" Ye Xingchen looked at the time and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock. Although Jinling Street was still bustling, it was indeed quite late.
"Well..." He Xuemei did not refuse. Although she wanted to hold Ye Xingchen's hand and keep walking like this, she still nodded gently and leaned her head on Ye Xingchen's shoulder with happiness on her face.
But she was like this. The more regretful Ye Xingchen felt in his heart. He clearly understood that most of his feelings towards He Xuemei were sympathy and pity. They were not at all like he was towards Li Xiaoting and others, let alone others.
Just like any other woman, just have fun, he doesn't want what happened to Liu Yujie to happen again.
Forget it, she is leaving soon anyway. She will definitely meet a good boy when she gets to college. I will send her home this time and never contact her again. Slowly she will forget about herself.
Ye Xingchen sighed secretly, got into a taxi with He Xuemei, and walked towards the place where she lived. When he got in the car, he didn't forget to look at the driver in front of him. He didn't want to be shot in the back again.
"Xingchen, please take me up, okay?" The taxi stopped at the gate, and He Xuemei said to Ye Xingchen.
"Well..." Ye Xingchen nodded. He hadn't been to this place for a long time.
The two came to the third floor together. He Xuemei took out the key and opened the door. What came into view was the familiar living room. The surroundings were clean and tidy. There was not even a speck of dust on the floor, but it was quiet. , there is no sound at all.
"Where's Auntie? Is she asleep?" Ye Xingchen asked curiously.
"No, now we have been assigned a house, and my mother has moved there." He Xuemei said softly.
"Oh, then you go to bed early, I..." Ye Xingchen knew something was wrong, and before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by He Xuemei.
"Xingchen, can you stay with me tonight?" He Xuemei asked with a blushing face. Ye Xingchen could even see her small breasts rising and falling, and her heartbeat was obviously very fast.
"Senior sister, I..." If it were a woman who got up, Ye Xingchen would have hugged He Xuemei and walked to the room without saying a word. But the more he got to know He Xuemei, the more he felt that he couldn't do that. He didn't want to hurt her. She, but before he finished speaking, He Xuemei had already stood up on her tiptoes, her red lips had blocked Ye Xingchen's big mouth, and a slippery tongue inserted into Ye Xingchen's mouth.
Although the movement was a bit jerky, Ye Xingchen was still unprepared and was attacked. With such a light touch of his tongue, his consciousness was blurred.
It is said that men chase women across a mountain, and women chase men across a piece of paper. How could Ye Xingchen think so much at this moment? Faced with such a sweet kiss, he directly hugged He Xuemei's slender waist, Her tongue wrapped around He Xuemei's sweet tongue domineeringly, constantly asking for it.
He Xuemei's breathing became more rapid, her heartbeat became faster and faster, and her whole body became even hotter. Ye Xingchen instinctively put a hand into He Xuemei's body, caressing the smooth back and delicate skin, and then When I came to the lower abdomen, there was no trace of fat, and even a little slim. Finally, I slowly touched up, avoiding the underwear with a clever technique, and held the still small white rabbit. Although He Xuemei’s breasts It was very small, but extremely tender and had a unique flavor. He Xuemei allowed Ye Xingchen to stroke her heartily, while slight squeaking sounds continued to come from her mouth, echoing in Ye Xingchen's ears.
The flames in his body kept rising, and Ye Xingchen's consciousness was blurred. He hugged He Xuemei and walked towards the room step by step. In the end, the two of them fell directly on the bed, and Ye Xingchen roughly tore off the piece of clothing on He Xuemei's body. A lace shirt and a pink lace underwear wrapped around the beautiful bud appeared in front of Ye Xingchen, and Ye Xingchen's originally swelling flames exploded...
(The ranking of flowers keeps dropping, and Xingchen won’t mention anything else. If you can afford it, please give flowers to Xingchen in the future. If you don’t, just throw in more votes! Thank you.) (To be continued)