The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Back at the Tanglou home, it was already in the early nines. Grandma knew that Qiao Wen was going out for dinner with Chen Canan, but she still boiled the soup as usual and waited for him to return home.

"Grandma, today the boss saw that I did a good job, and he sent me a big red envelope. I'll buy you some nutrition. Don't bear to eat it." Qiao Wen put the shopping bag on the coffee table and took it from the wallet. He took out five hundred dollars to grandma and said with a smile, "Awen can finally make money to honor grandma."

Although he is no longer the original Qiao Wen, but with his body, he has inherited his memory. He is Qiao Wen, so naturally he has to take care of the people he needs to take care of and fulfill his unfulfilled wishes.

Granny Qiao took the banknotes in his hand, saw the amount with unclear eyes, and whispered: "So much?"

"Not much, not much, there will be more in the future."

Granny Qiao carefully collected some banknotes, tears of relief came to her muddy eyes. These days, the old man clearly feels that his grandson has grown up, and he is no longer a sick young man who needs to hobble himself to shelter him from the wind and rain.

She can finally explain to her husband and son and daughter-in-law.

Qiao Wen sighed uncomfortably watching grandma wipe her eyes back to the room.

It was too difficult for the grandson.

After receiving the big red envelope from the boss, he naturally has to work hard. Besides, he is still waiting for the factory's 10% dividend at the end of the year, so he must find a way to make the factory profitable as soon as possible.

Busy at work during the day and coming back at night, I still have to figure out how to save the poor little sisters.

Fortunately, after exercising with Chen Jianan for a few days in the morning, his body really seemed to improve.

Because Qin Yunfei spends most of his nights in Lido on weekdays, taking Zhou Renjun to Lido in the East District to step on this matter must wait for him to be away, so as not to show his feet because of his unskilled business.

So this matter has not had a chance until five days later.

But obviously Qiao Wen's worry is a bit redundant.

Although Zhou Renjun is a righteous young man, as a rich young master, he is naturally good at eating, drinking and having fun. In other words, in addition to having a chivalrous heart, he is essentially a typical playboy.

On the contrary, Qiao Wen himself is a little uncomfortable with this kind of feasting, especially the dancers who accompany the wine. Seeing that he is handsome and beautiful, he is leaning on him with enthusiasm.

The strong smell of perfume made him burst into tears, completely losing one-tenth to Zhou Renjun. Fortunately, Chen Canan is escorting him. Whenever he sees the dancers stepping forward, he will frown and frown: "My brother is also something you can touch?"

Because he is a member of the Hexing Club, although he is not under Qin Yunfei, he is quite famous among the four or nine children, so the dancers naturally dare not make any mistakes.

Zhou Renjun was proud and generous, and soon became a guest of honor tonight. Even his mother Sang personally came out to entertain him with a "Young Zhou", for fear that he would not be able to serve the God of Wealth and would not come here to disperse his wealth in the future.

Zhou Renjun also wanted to establish his own image of being stupid and extravagant, and only then would it be logical to ask for it.

The box was lively, Qiao Wen was in a hurry because he drank too much, so he went out to get some water. Because the toilet was nearby, he did not allow Chen Jianan to accompany him.

The toilet was originally empty. He had just sorted his pants, washed his hands and was ready to go out. A tall and upright man walked in from outside the door.

Although the lights were dim, the two of them almost met up close, so he could see the person's appearance at a glance.

Originally he didn't care, but this person really has an impressive appearance.

Not to mention that he is a tall man who is rare in Hong Kong. His face is almost full of coldness and coldness on the soles of his feet. He is not born fierce and evil, on the contrary, he is actually pretty good, and his facial features are worthy of being called. Zhou Zheng is handsome, but his temperament is really cold, and there is a scar on his right forehead, which is not obvious at first, but it happened to pass through the brow peak and cut a thick black and sharp eyebrow into two, making his already cold face even more impressive. Don't dare to look directly.

Qiao Wen is not a timid person, but he subconsciously averted his gaze, avoiding the possibility of staring at this person. Then his eyes fell inadvertently on the muscular arm that passed him.

It was pierced with complicated and eye-catching tattoos, and it was a lifelike poisonous snake with red letters.

Three words "crossing the mountain wind" flashed in Qiao Wen's mind.

Over the mountain wind, the king cobra is cunning, fierce, and highly toxic. It is one of the most dangerous snakes in the world.

A vague memory belonging to the original body jumped up, and Hexingshe Double Flower Red Stick River met the wind, nicknamed the Mountain Wind.

Jiang Yufeng doesn't describe much in the original book. He only knows that he is a fierce and capable character, a sharp knife of Chen Canan.

But what kind of person he is, neither the original Xiao Qiao nor he knows anything about it.

In order not to cause trouble, Qiao Wen didn't look back curiously, and walked out the door directly.

I just walked into the corridor, my shoulder was gripped by a strong hand, and a figure came close, and then a pleasant and playful voice sounded in my ear: "I didn't recognize the wrong person, did I?"

Qiao Wen bit his head and turned around: "Brother Fei."

Qin Yunfei smiled and took a step forward, Qiao Wen leaned against the wall subconsciously, which just facilitated the other's movements. The hand on his shoulder pressed against the wall and half circled him in front of him.

"Awen is playing in Lido, why don't you tell Fei Ge in advance? Let Fei make arrangements for you, and keep you happy."

Qiao Wen replied: "I just met Nan Ge."

Didn't the mother say that this guy is not here tonight? How could it suddenly come out? Who on earth gave such unreliable news?

At this moment in his own territory, Qin Yunfei stared at him unscrupulously, as if to see a beautiful and poor little beast that had fallen into his own hands.

In addition to the dim and dim lights, he looked at the beautiful and timid face in front of him, and felt that the blood all over his body was eager to move, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch his face.

Qiao Wenwen was able to avoid it, almost subconsciously trying to raise his leg to attack, but his leg hadn't been bent yet. Qin Yunfei's stretched hand had already been intercepted in midair.

"Muddy again?" A deep and deep voice sounded.

Qiao Wen raised his eyelids and saw the man who suddenly appeared behind Qin Yunfei. Because he was too tall, the shadow of his body barely covered them.

"Brother Feng!" Qin Yunfei retracted his hand against the wall, took a step back, and said in a whisper.

Jiang Yufeng faintly glanced at Qiao Wen who was sticking to the wall, and said, "It's okay, you can go."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Thank you, Brother Feng."

He slipped almost faster than the rabbit, hurried back to the box, his eyes fell on the men and women who were playing dice, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Qiao, are you back?" Chen Jianan raised his head and said casually.

Qiao Wen nodded and walked over.

Zhou Renjun looked at his watch, slapped the dancer's **** beside him, and said, "Come here today and call your mother over."

The dancer smiled and nodded, twisting and twisting to go out to call someone.

After a while, the old Zhuhuang’s mother, Sang, came in with a smile: "Younger Zhou, we are leaving now? We have a room upstairs. Don’t look at our poor city, but the Lido’s room is absolutely top-notch. You are here. Stay here for the night, pick a girl you like, and keep the comfort you serve."

Zhou Renjun yawned and waved his hand: "Tomorrow I have something to work on, so forget it tonight and come back next time."

Mother Sang said hurriedly: "Then when will you come next time? I'll help you make arrangements in advance."

Zhou Renjun raised those romantic eyes because he had drunk alcohol, and showed a wandering smile: "It's true that I am so tender and clean. If I can find the right sister for me, that would be great."

"It's easy to talk." Mom San said, "We Lido, there are only things you can't think of, and nothing we can't satisfy. Zhou Shao don't worry, you come back, and you are guaranteed to be satisfied."

Zhou Renjun smiled and said, "Okay, then three days later."

Mother Sang greeted several dancing girls to get up and send the group away. When going out, she pulled Chen Jianan and winked, and said in a low voice, "Jian Zai Nan, the fat sheep you brought is not bad. I will tell Brother Fei when I turn around and let him reward you. ."

Chen Jianan said haha, "Little things, little things!"

In the corridor, Qin Yunfei and Jiang Yufeng were no longer there.

The two sent Zhou Renjun out of the city to take a taxi, and walked slowly to the west. Chen Jianan drank some wine. Although he was not as drunk as mud, his feet fluttered a bit. After a few steps, he took Qiao Wen and leaned on his shoulder.

"Awen, do you think Zhou Sir can do it?"

Qiao Wen hurriedly booed and whispered: "Brother Nan, don't talk nonsense when you are drunk."

There are so many eyes and ears in the city walled town, and if someone with a heart listens to them, their plan will be dead. Fortunately, Chen Jianan was still sober, and immediately realized that he had failed to speak, and hurriedly pretended to talk nonsense on purpose with haha.

"Anan!" When the two walked to the door of a brightly lit mahjong stall, someone suddenly called.

Qiao Wen followed the sound and saw a man standing next to the stall who was swallowing clouds. Because it was against the light, the cigarette **** on the lips flashed in the shadow.

Maybe it was because of the slow response after drinking. Chen Jianan looked up afterwards and saw the people on the side of the road. He was stunned and reacted. He grinned, let go of Qiao Wen and strode over, and said excitedly: "Brother Feng, you When did you come back?"

Jiang Yufeng took the cigarette off his lips, flicked the ashes, and said with a chuckle: "I just came back tonight." He glanced at Qiao Wen who was standing in the distance, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "Ting Li Du’s mother said, you took someone to play tonight, and you also brought Adi, the stinky boy has failed to learn!"

Chen Jianan touched his head and said: "A guest who was playing in the fourth brother's gambling stall said he wanted to have fun in the city. I saw his arrogance, so I took him to the Lido, and Xiao Qiao just went with me to make a match. It's lively, we didn't do anything."

Jiang Yufeng joked: "You and your brother are not young anymore, so you can do something."

Chen Canan said: "Brother Feng, don't make fun of me. By the way, are you doing well in Southeast Asia? When will you go again next time?"

Jiang Yufeng nodded: "It's okay, Lord Leopard has taken a lot of work that goes there, and will have to go to Vietnam in a while."

Chen Canan said, "Brother Feng, you are a great person, so I wish you all the best."

Jiang Yufeng smiled lightly, silent for a moment, and then asked, "What have you been doing with Ah Si recently?"

"Look at the stall."

Jiang Yufeng said indifferently: "Anan, I know that you are a capable person. You have been in the club for almost two years. Don't you think it's too talented to keep looking at the stalls?"

Chen Jianan waved his hand and said haha, "I'm not like you, Brother Feng, so how can you do it? I'll be content to eat with my fourth brother."

Jiang Yufeng chuckled softly: "You can't be so unpromising for a man. Otherwise, I'll talk to my fourth brother. You will come with me when I'm going to Vietnam this time?"

Chen Canan said: "Brother Feng, you really value me. Let's fight in Vietnam. I'm very timid, so don't mess with you."

Jiang Yufeng smiled and looked at him, as if he was just talking casually, then patted him on the shoulder, and understated Qiao Wen, who was standing not far away when he glanced at him, and said: "Okay, I smell of alcohol, hurry up and talk to him. Your brother, go home and rest."

"That's fine, Brother Feng, I'm leaving, and you have to take a good rest as soon as you come back."

Chen Jianan waved his hand and retreated to Qiao Wen's side, holding his shoulder, while continuing to wave his hand, slowly sinking into the night.

When Jiang Yufeng disappeared, Qiao Wen said in a low voice, "Why didn't I know that you are so familiar with the Double Bonus Red Stick?"

Chen Jianan didn't care much and said, "Brother Feng is very righteous, and every kid who joins the club will take care of him."

When the two were just talking, Qiao Wen stood aside and observed silently, and found that this Hexing Club double-flowered red stick was looking at the cruel and cruel person, but he did not seem to be cruel and cruel as he imagined. On the contrary, he was kind and pleasant, which did not suit him. Appearance.

I just don't know how such a person was later replaced by Chen Canan in the original book, and he still followed him honestly and worked for him.

He glanced at Chen Canan beside him calmly again.

After getting in touch with more, I feel that this is really a sincere two-hundred-five, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a good boy by nature, not like a big villain who will be blackened at all.

He thought for a while, and asked, "Brother Feng, what exactly does he do in Southeast Asia? White powder business?"

Chen Jianan shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, as long as there is money to make, they can pick up everything, and they are considered brokers." He said, thinking of something, turned his head to look at him, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I I won't go with him. Even if it doesn't hurt the truth, it's probably a job with my head hanging on the edge of the knife. I don't want to sell this life to Lord Leopard for some money."

Qiao Wen laughed: "It's fine if you know."

Chen Jianan sighed: "But I hope that Brother Feng can come back and stay a little longer. With him, Brother Fei can be honest." As if thinking of something, he said, "Speaking of which, you were most afraid of before. It's Brother Feng, saying that he looks too fierce, every time he meets on the road, he can't wait to make a hole in the ground."

Qiao Wen laughed: "Is I so timid before?"

Chen Canan said, "You are a little bolder than the eye of a needle, but it's much better now. Brother Gangfeng called me over to talk, and you dare to stand by the side honestly."

Qiao Wen hooked the corner of his mouth: "Okay, then I will try to be bolder in the future."

"If you have Brother Nan, I will protect you. It doesn't matter if you are courageous."

The author has something to say: Brother Feng: I just look scary.