Yang Yuanhao stood quietly at the entrance of the bathhouse, holding a cigarette in his mouth and walking back and forth.【】

"Damn, it's been almost ten minutes, why haven't you come yet?" Fatty Yang cursed while touching his watch, with a hint of anxiety on his plump face.

He didn't dare to go against Long Biao's words. If he made this man unhappy, he wouldn't want to mess around anymore. The little money he had was not enough to be used as a ransom at the Public Security Bureau.

Although Yang Yuanhao has never done anything serious or harmful, he has committed a lot of small things. The sum total of them is enough for him to spend more than ten years in prison on public meals.

Just when Fatty Yang was scolding Chen Xiong as a bastard, Chen Xiong slowly walked over with a younger brother. The two of them exuded a ruffian air, and pedestrians on the road avoided them.

"Brother Xiong, Fatty Yang is right over there." A man in black with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly said to Chen Xiong, who was wearing a pair of large blue pants next to him.

"Yes." Chen Xiong nodded lightly. Then he strode forward in the direction of Yang Yuanhao. In fact, he had already discovered Fatty Yang.

Since Chen Xiong has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he has strong physical strength and a body as strong as a black bear. He is nearly two meters tall and stands out among the entire crowd.

Yang Yuanhao looked around and immediately spotted Chen Xiong, with a charming smile on his face: "Brother Xiong, please let me wait."

"I'm so anxious, can I get rid of all the fat on your body?" Chen Xiong touched the thick hair on his face, with a hint of laughter in his eyes.

Fatty Yang couldn't refute, so he could only nod and bow, but he was cursing secretly in his heart: "You act like an old black bear, and you call me fat, and you don't urinate like a bear like you."

"Master Long, where is he now?" Chen Xiong took out a cigarette, and Huang Mao next to him immediately lit it on fire.

"It's the most famous West Lake Villa in Yangzhou. I'll take you there now." Yang Yuanhao showed a hint of joy on his face and immediately hailed a taxi.

A few people got into the car neatly. The driver of the taxi was an ordinary-looking young man. He turned his head and looked at the people behind him, and immediately realized that these people must not be kind people. They had to say to themselves: bad luck.

Taxi drivers hate this kind of passengers the most. They are not the ones who can be exploited by themselves. They are lucky if they are not exploited by these local cowards!

"What did you say?" Chen Xiong, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a ray of cold air shot out from his eyes. The air-conditioned car dropped several degrees in an instant! It made people feel a deep cold.

Due to practicing martial arts since childhood, Chen Xiong has very sensitive ears and is keenly aware of every plant and tree around him, otherwise he would not have become the gold medal fighter of the Feilong Gang at such a young age.

The young driver secretly yelled, "Damn it." What he said was actually heard by someone behind him, and he couldn't help but sweat on his palms.

"You don't know, the second uncle of our family died today, and he still owed me a thousand yuan. How can I not be unlucky?" The young driver cursed, but his heart was full of pride for his second uncle who was living a good life.

Guilt.

"Hahaha, you are so wicked, even your second uncle scolded you." Chen Xiong suddenly laughed, and the temperature in the car suddenly warmed up a few degrees.

"Where are you going?" The young driver stroked the steering wheel and asked cautiously.

"West Lake Villa, hurry up." Next to Chen Xiong, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and dyed yellow hair suddenly cursed.

"Didn't I tell you to stop swearing? It will be clear in the next two years! Don't you know?" Chen Xiong suddenly glanced at Huang Mao next to him and said angrily.

"Yes, yes." Huang Mao immediately nodded respectfully, and then said: "Next time I say dirty words, it's a turtle son!" Before he finished speaking, Huang Mao instantly covered his mouth, leaving only Fatty Yang.

Laughing non-stop.

"Okay, okay, everyone is seated." The young driver suppressed his smile, stepped on the accelerator, and the entire yellow taxi sped away in an instant.

At night, lights are flashing everywhere in Yangzhou City, and several vehicles are speeding on the road. Colorful red lights are projected on the high-rise buildings, adding a touch of new vitality to this ancient city.

Since West Lake Villa is one of the most valuable residential areas in Yangzhou City, the people who live there are either rich people or powerful officials. They are very famous in the entire Yangzhou City and are easy to find.

The young driver drove very fast, not daring to say a word along the way, and drove the car to the West Lake Villa Area with trembling trembling.

West Lake Villa is famous for being located in the Slender West Lake. The air environment in Yangzhou City can be said to be the best in a residential area. People from a distance can smell a light fragrance. A non-urban smell emanates from here.

, it has been floating very far.

"Damn, rich people are different. They live in such a high-end place." Chen Xiong cursed, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and he will buy a villa here when I have money.

"How many of you are here already?" The young driver carefully stopped on the handlebar and then approached the four people behind with a cautious look.

"Well, stop the car." Fatty Yang laughed softly, and then prepared to open the door and get out of the car.

The young driver sighed to himself; I finally got rid of these people, and my run was in vain.

Just when Chen Xiong and others got out of the car, Fatty Yang suddenly turned around and smiled at the driver in the car: "Boy, are you scolding us for not giving you money? Don't worry, we are not the kind of people who don't give you money.

." After saying that, he threw out a ten-yuan note and strode towards the West Lake Villa.

The young driver held the ten yuan tightly with one hand and couldn't help but cursed at the corner of his mouth: "Damn it, I traveled ten miles for you, and it's only worth ten yuan? It was more than this ten years ago.

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