Ajun was like a gust of wind, stepping on her slippers and making a cat-like charge directly into Ji Bu's arms:
"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are finally willing to come over and see me."
The two soft balls fell into my arms, and the scent that was mixed with shampoo and shower gel was gradually revealed. It was slightly rich, and it must have been just after taking a bath.
but.
Smells very good.
"Okay, okay."
Ji Bu raised his hand and patted her back, then took Ajun off his body and said, "Wash your hands and get ready to eat."
"Okay."
Ah Jun pursed his lips, then let go of Ji Bu and jumped off him: "Then go quickly, I'm going to cook."
"Cooking?"
Ji Bu couldn't help but was stunned, and looked at Ayun running into the kitchen: "No, when did you learn to cook?"
Ajun ignored him and walked quickly with her butt stuck out.
"You don't know."
Lin Kun smiled and shook his head, and asked Ji Bu to sit down on the sofa. He touched the cigarette on the table and threw it to Ji Bu:
"I don't know where Ajun knew that you like to eat chili-fried pork ribs. She went to the cook to learn how to make this dish as soon as she finished work."
"Yeah?"
Ji Bu couldn't help but smile and shake his head. Looking at Ajun who was busy in the kitchen, he could only shrug:
"All right."
Half an hour later.
Start dinner.
Everyone sat around the dining table and had a great time.
Because Lin Kun's wife was pregnant, after eating a little meal, she sat with them for a while and then got up and left to go upstairs to rest.
The three of them sat at the dining table and exchanged cups, one cup after another.
“Tastes great!”
Ji Bu picked up the ribs and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them carefully, spit out the bones, and made his own comments:
"The ribs that have been stewed for a long time melt when you bite them. They fall off the bones easily. The spiciness of the chili peppers is perfectly integrated. It's really perfect."
"whee."
Ajun stuck out her tongue a little proudly, took the wine rack on the table, unscrewed a bottle of white wine and poured it for him, poured it herself, and pushed it in front of him:
"Actually, I'm very curious. As a native of Hong Kong, Abu, why do you like to eat chili peppers? You also like to drink white wine."
Especially liquor.
There are relatively few restaurants here, and they mostly serve foreign wine, beer, and red wine.
"like."
Ji Bu filled up the cannon, picked up the cup and raised it to them: "Cheers!"
"cheers!"
The wine glasses touched together and the sound was crisp.
"Wow."
Ajun took a shallow sip, then fanned her mouth with her hands: "It's so spicy, so spicy."
"Hahaha"
Ji Bu and Lin Kun looked at each other, raised their heads and laughed.
This meal lasted nearly two hours. Lin Kun was really happy today and even drank white wine with Ji Bu.
"Abu."
Lin Kun reached out and grabbed Ji Bu's arm, lit a cigarette he hadn't smoked for a long time, and looked at him with narrowed eyes:
"Do you know, I haven't been as happy as I am today for a long time."
"I have been waiting for this day for a really long time."
Of course what he was talking about was the scene where he met Han Chen again today. Perhaps the things that failed him five years ago had been stored in his heart for too long.
Lin Kun was really proud of himself, and he briefly let out the resentment he had been holding in for five years.
Although Ajun didn't understand, she was listening to the conversation between the two of them with her chin in her hands, enjoying it.
He sent Lin Kun, who was slightly drunk, back to his room and the dinner ended.
Ji Bu simply took a shower, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked outside the house. He looked at the swimming pool rippled by the wind under the light, and stepped in.
During this month, the water temperature is slightly cold, but just right enough not to make people feel too cold.
Ji Bu, who was soaking in the swimming pool, felt the temperature of the water around his body and closed his eyes with great enjoyment, feeling much more awake.
After flopping around in the swimming pool for a few times, Ji Bu got out of the water, wiped the water stains from his face with his hands, and wiped his hands with a towel.
He picked up a cigarette from the shore and lit it, put his head on a towel and leaned against the pool, closed his eyes and smoked, exhaling a puff of smoke.
After two puffs of smoke.
Ji Bu habitually began to review recent events.
Due to his intervention, Han Chen's plan failed, and he and the Ni family were completely on opposite sides.
If this matter fails, will Han Chen's next plan be to deal with the Ni family first or himself first? What strategy will he use?!
Then there is Ni Yongxiao.
After having brief contact with Ni Yongxiao several times, Ji Bu felt that this person was good at scheming, ruthless and decisive in his actions.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Guohua, the rebellious guy, should be the first to bear the brunt of this.
The Ni family has already acquired half of the shares in the communications company. Ni Yongxiao's willingness to agree to the share transfer must have been to draw himself into a front against Han Chen.
The situation of the Ni family must be settled as soon as possible.
At this moment.
There were footsteps behind me.
Ji Bu opened his eyes, turned around and saw Ajun wearing a bathrobe and coming to the edge of the swimming pool. She put her hand into the pool and splashed the water, looking at Ji Bu.
Follow.
She raised her hand to take off the bathrobe she was wearing in front of Ji Bu, and showed herself in front of Ji Bu without any defense. She raised her feet and got into the swimming pool. She dived into the water for a dive and then emerged from the water in front of Ji Bu.
.
"call"
Ajun shook her wet hair, wiped away the water stains on her face with both hands, and directly put her arms around Ji Bu's neck:
"Not to mention, it feels really good to take a dip in the swimming pool after drinking wine to cool down."
Under the light.
Ajun's entire front was clearly displayed in front of Ji Bu, and there was not a single flaw on her fair face.
The hot breath slapped Ji Bu's face, carrying a faint smell of alcohol.
"Forehead"
Ji Bu pinched his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to try to take Ajun's hand away: "Ajun, are you drunk too much? Isn't it good for you to be like this?"
"I didn't drink too much."
Ajun, however, tightly held Ji Bu's neck and refused to let go. She shook her head firmly and said:
"What's wrong with me? Why don't you dare to look at me?"
Say it.
She raised her hand to straighten Ji Bu and tilted his head to the side, forcing him to look directly at her:
"Am I very ugly?! There is nothing attractive about me at all?"
"I"
Ji Bu gritted his teeth and was about to speak, when Ajun rushed forward, pressed against him tightly, and kissed him directly with her elastic lips.
"Hmm"
Ji Bu felt Ajun's strong aggression and raised his hand again to push her away: "Ajun, there is something I need to tell you."
"Um?"
Ajun looked at him directly.
"I have a girlfriend."
Ji Bu took a deep breath and continued: "I"
"So what?"
Ajun stretched out her fingers to block Ji Bu's mouth and made a shushing gesture: "I know, it's not important."
Finished.
She dived directly into the water, and the towel wrapped in Ji Bu floated to the surface.
·····
The other side.
After Gandhi left Ni Yongxiao's home, he did not go back home, but went directly to his own territory.
"Boss."
Gandhi's number one confidant brought an ashtray to the card table in front of Gandhi and said with a smile:
"Why do you have time to come over and play today? I'll call two little girls over for you."
"Need not."
Gandhi directly raised his hand to refuse, looked ahead expressionlessly and continued: "I'm not here to play today. There's something I need you to do."
"ah?"
Seeing Gandhi's expression, his confidant immediately put away the smile on his face and became serious:
"Boss, tell me, I'll do it."
He still rarely saw Gandhi with such a serious and thoughtful expression.
"Have you heard about the club?"
Gandhi simply organized his words and spoke very quickly: "That rebellious boy Guohua followed Han Chen and rebelled against the Ni family. Now Ah Xiao has spoken. He wants to get rid of Guohua and merge his territory into ours."
under."
"Go and take care of this matter. Guohua must die. All his territory will be eaten tonight. Can you do it?"
"ah"
The confidant was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, no problem."
"Go ahead."
Gandhi patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to go down and do the work: "I will sit here and wait for you to finish this matter."
"good."
The confidant nodded and left quickly.
"Guohua, Guohua!"
Gandhi took out his cigar, lit it, and exhaled a puff of thick smoke: "You fucking dare to sleep with my wife, how many lives will you take?!"
"Now in the name of Ah Xiao, I will eat you up and eat you, damn you!"
He raised his hand and pressed the newly lit cigar out in the ashtray, staring ahead with clenched teeth.
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
In a bath center.
In the small private room, Guohua lay lazily and relaxedly on the massage chair, enjoying the service of the young girl behind him.
"Fuck it!"
Guohua spread his limbs and displayed himself on the massage lounge chair, holding a cigar in his hand:
"I calculated a lot, but I didn't calculate that Ji Bu would come out halfway. How could this Yan family shovel have anything to do with me?!"
"If it weren't for him, let me tell you, your status would have been different now. You would have at least twice as many subordinates, and you would be responsible for twice as much territory."
After a pause, he corrected again: "No, triple it!"
in the tone.
With deep reluctance and anger.
If it weren't for Ji Bu, he would have followed Han Chen to rebel against the Ni family and annexed several other talkers in one fell swoop.
How could it be like now, guarding one-third of an acre of land, and having to pay it forward honestly?
The last time Han Chen found him, he promised himself that he would first unite with Gandhi and Wen Zheng to rebel against the Ni family, and then eat up Gandhi and Wen Zheng. Not only would his territory expand and his income increase, he would no longer have to hand over to himself as the boss like before.
"hehe."
The confidant was lying next to Guohua, listening to Guohua's heroic words, and smiled awkwardly:
"Yes, if it weren't for that Ji Bu, we would have stood up long ago."
He first echoed Guohua in a false voice, and then changed the topic: "But now we seem to be facing a problem."
The confidant is not without brains either.
After Guohua's experience, he didn't insist on supporting Han Chen until the end, and he surrendered obediently.
In this way, he offended Han Chen, and Ni Yongxiao naturally saw Guohua's ambition.
Ni Yongxiao will definitely not let them go.
"Boss."
The tone of the confidant was a little worried: "Now we are not human inside and outside. Han Chen must hate us to death, and Ni Yongxiao must not like us either. Do you think we should avoid the spotlight now?!"
His words were rather tactful.
Temporarily avoiding the edge is just a rhetoric. To put it bluntly, we should just run away.
"Afraid of shit!"
Guohua took a puff of his cigar and scolded angrily: "I, Guohua, have been around for so long, what scene haven't I seen before? Is this why we need to avoid the edge for a while?!"
"..."
The confidant's lips trembled and he wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, he stopped talking and had no choice but to nod:
"Yes, yes, if the boss is brave enough, then we will see..."
Even so.
But he secretly curled his lips in disdain and thought to himself: How come you have never seen anything like this?
If I were you, I wouldn't be able to please either side in the end anyway, so I might as well follow Han Chen all the way to the end. Although there will be a lot of pressure, it's still better than now.
Both sides will come to fight you.
Of course.
This was just his thought, and he didn't say it out loud. He was just messing around. What he should say and what he shouldn't say all depended on the occasion.
"Just wait."
Guohua raised his hand and put out the cigar in the ashtray, waving his hand and saying: "When this storm is over, you see how I play with them."
"That"
The confidant thought about it briefly, but still felt it was unreliable, and then said:
"Would you like to inform the younger brothers below to pay more attention these days and collect all the territory in their hands? Let's talk about it after this crisis is over?"
"Collect it?"
Guohua's eyes widened, and he cursed angrily: "After taking over the territory, who will pay for the less money? You will give it?!"
"Although my country's power is not the largest, it is not the smallest either. If they really want to do anything to me, they will have to put some damn thought into it."
"Afraid of them? Wait until you get shit."
Said.
He waved to the young girl who was massaging him: "Come here."
Then he pushed her down on the massage table.
Seeing the extremely arrogant and disapproving Guohua, his confidants didn't say anything more, smiled very wisely and left directly.
After leaving the bathing center, he asked Ma Zai to drive over, got in and sat down.
"Where are we going?"
Ma Zai looked at him and asked: "Go to other places to inspect?"
"A fart patrol."
The confidant rolled his eyes: "Send me back." After so many things happened, Guohua's attitude just now gave him a bad feeling.
Run quickly.
If you follow him again, you don't know how you will die.
In the bath center.
Guohua first had a landlord fight with the massage girl. After that, he was a little tired and lay down on the recliner to rest.
When he woke up again, he felt a sharp pain in his neck just as he was about to stand up. When he opened his eyes, Gandhi's confidants and others surrounded Guohua on the recliner tightly.
"Grass."
Guohua looked at them and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where are the people? They all found their fucking homes."
No one responded to him.
Gandhi's confidant raised his hand, and Ma Zai removed the blade from Guohua's neck.
"..."
Guohua got up from his seat and fell to his knees with a thud:
"I want to talk to Gandhi."
This group of people came in quietly, and all their horses disappeared, which is self-evident.
"hehe."
Gandhi's confidant sneered and waved, and the people around him rushed forward, grabbed Guohua's hands and feet, lifted him out of the private room, and threw him directly into the bathhouse.
"I poof!"
Guohua struggled to get his head out of the water and shook the water off his face:
"I want to see Gandhi, I want to talk to him about Gu Gu Gu. I want to talk to Gandhi on the phone, I can"
However, no one paid any attention to Guohua. They pulled his hair and pushed him into the pool. As he struggled, his hands and feet splashed in the water, causing countless splashes.
It took a while.
Guohua's intermittent voice no longer made any sound, and the originally noisy bathhouse became completely quiet.
Guohua floated out of the pool, facing the water, motionless.
"Walk."
Gandhi's confidant glanced at Guohua, who had already rushed to the street, waved his hand and strode outside: