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Chapter 1722

Rise to the top - : Black and white are not mutually exclusive

"Even if I want to return to the system, it has nothing to do with it." Dou Yifan was not convinced and continued to hold on.

"Black and white have been incompatible since ancient times. You should be very clear about this. If you want to return to the system, you must keep a low profile. Even if the entire Dragon Taming Gang belongs to Wen Xiaolong, and even if Wen Xiaolong obeys your words, you must still

Let this relationship be buried in the hearts of the two of you, and there is no need to publicize it everywhere!" Wu Zixu was really a little angry, and he was really indescribably angry at Dou Yifan's self-deception.

"It's not that serious. It's just a bar. Does it have anything to do with Black and White Road?" Dou Yifan didn't care, raised his head and drank a few sips of wine.

"It's not that serious? Dou Yifan, do you trust Wen Xiaolong too much, or do you trust your own driving ability too much? Look what this is?" Wu Zixu grabbed Dou Yifan's wine bottle and moved it behind him.

He threw it away in the trash can. Facing Dou Yifan's frowning glare, Wu Zixu took out a small bag of white powder from his pocket, took it to Dou Yifan and shook it back and forth twice.

"What is this? This is... He said there is no such thing here. He promised that there would only be meatballs and no white powder. Wu Er, is there any misunderstanding here?" Dou

Yifan reached out to grab the small white transparent bag in Wu Zixu's hand, but Wu Zixu took it away by mistake.

"Misunderstanding? I think this is a misunderstanding between you and him. Even if he promised you that he would only sell meatballs here, it is also a kind of poison, addictive, and can kill people. Selling meatballs and selling white powder are not the same.

There is no difference, they are all illegal and criminal. You have been studying for so many years, how can you do this kind of thing? Dou Yifan, anyway, my words have been left here, you can just listen to them

, It doesn’t matter if you don’t listen, that’s it.” Wu Zixu felt a little uncomfortable when he said this. He and Dou Yifan had been best friends wearing the same pants since high school, and they had fought, scolded and quarreled.

I had a fight, but I had never said such harsh words so seriously.

"Wu Er, that's not what I meant, I just wanted to say...forget it, I understand." Dou Yifan was a little embarrassed, not knowing how to express what he meant. Wen Xiaolong is a member of the Dragon Taming Gang, a member of the Dragon Taming Gang.

A lot of business needs him to take care of, and these businesses are basically related to "black". Therefore, Dou Yifan feels that he cannot ask Wen Xiaolong according to Wu Zixu's standards.

"You'd better stay away from here. For the sake of your future, and for the sake of Li Muyun and the child in her belly, you expose yourself to the eyes of your opponents. In this case, neither you nor your family will be harmed."

You can live a quiet life. It is very likely that one day, the people around you will become the target of these attacks." Wu Zixu put the white powder in his hand into his pocket and dropped these words that were enough for Dou Yifan to think deeply.

Then he left through the corridor leading to the back door.

After Wu Zixu left, Dou Yifan sat on the sofa on the terrace in a daze, crushing the cigarette in his hand and flattening it, not knowing what he was doing.

I don’t know when the black and white confrontation downstairs ended. As Wu Zixu judged, Wen Xiaolong had no intention of conflicting with the police on his own territory, so the farce downstairs ended hastily.

Deng Minzi left in a hurry with seven or eight colleagues, but the rift between them and Wen Xiaolong was also forged.

Leaning on the railing and looking at the lively lobby downstairs, Dou Yifan was in a trance. He seemed to have adapted to this drunken life. After a while, he touched his face, stood up and prepared to leave.

Two waitresses wearing pink short skirts walked by in the corridor. They were walking in front of Dou Yifan while discussing what happened downstairs. It could be heard that Wen Xiaolong once again used his tough side to win everyone's attention.

Definitely. Dou Yifan slowed down and followed the two waiters silently, walking thoughtfully.

Dou Yifan, who was used to taking the back door, went down the stairs and turned a corner before arriving at the back door. The two security guards guarding the back door were already very familiar with Dou Yifan. When they saw him appear, they immediately nodded and bowed and called "Boss Dou" one after another.

With.

Dou Yifan nodded towards the two security guards and suddenly realized that he was used to the life of being Wen Xiaolong's big brother. Although he was not from the Dragon Training Gang, Wen Xiaolong's subordinates basically knew that Boss Dou was

The brother of their boss. Or this situation may not seem like a bad thing in the eyes of some people, but Wu Zixu's reminder tonight made Dou Yifan feel a chill in his back. He is no longer a

Chi Guoguo was alone. He had a son last year. Although he was illegitimate and shady, DNA analysis could not deny his blood relationship with Ling Wu. Moreover, he also married a wife this year, although he did not reveal it to the public.

He made a public declaration with great fanfare, but the marriage certificate contained his and Li Muyun's names and photos, as well as their soon-to-be-born child. No matter whether they wanted to hold a wedding or not, they could not deny the fact that he was married.

Walking out of the back door of the Eiffel Tower, Dou Yifan walked along the path to the street, unconsciously stroking the wedding ring on his palm, feeling a little heavy in his heart. It must be said that what Wu Zixu just said really touched Dou Yifan.

Deep in Fan's heart, he has an old man and a young child, and a pregnant woman with a big belly to take care of. He can't continue to get along with a carefree person like Wen Xiaolong. This is what Dou Yifan walked into at night.

The final conclusion reached on the road.

At the end of the path, there are several large banyan trees that have been planted for five or six years and are very dense. There used to be two stone benches for passers-by to rest under the trees, but this kind of municipal construction is often demolished after less than three months.

Especially near the bar street, these convenient facilities are always missing. The iron covers of the sewers can be dug up and sold for money, and the stone stools on the roadside are kicked for pure venting, or just watching others.

It's so comfortable to sit on, and I don't want to sit on the boring things that boring people do.

Just when Dou Yifan was lamenting that the degree of damage to a city's public facilities is inversely proportional to the quality of the city's residents, a jeep turned into the road at the end. Dou Yifan took a closer look and found that the car was Zhang Qiuli.

He often drives the bus around Zhouning City.

Dou Yifan didn't want to get entangled with Zhang Qiuli, let alone talk nonsense with Zhang Qiuli at this time. He ducked under the big banyan tree on the roadside, and waited for Zhang Qiuli's car to leave before heading to his own car.
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