Ambiguous life with a beautiful boss

However, it is not ruled out that there are noble people secretly helping.

If this is the case, the power of this person is already quite terrifying. Looking at the entire China, there are very few killer organizations that can compete with the Jiangnan organization.

In the dimly lit apartment, Xu Shu was lost in thought

Yunhai City, Haiyun Business Hotel.

Accompanied by his subordinates, Tu Xiong started toasting tables and tables, and everywhere he went, he heard flattery.

Seeing everyone's respect for him, as well as the trace of fear in his eyes, Tu Xiong felt his self-esteem was greatly satisfied. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the ancient Three Kingdoms period and became a generation of hero Cao Cao.

Although, in this generation, he is destined not to be able to accomplish the hegemony like Cao Cao, but to control the underground order of this city, become the king of the dark side, call the wind and rain, and do whatever he wants, this is already very good for him.

On the other hand, when the headquarters knows that he has killed Shen Jiwen, he doesn't know how rich the reward will be given to him. Maybe he will be happy and make himself the boss of several surrounding cities. It is also very possible.

With the underground pulse of several cities in his hand, Tu Xiong feels excited whenever he thinks about it. Isn't this equivalent to the former frontier official?

Therefore, Tu Xiong drank very much today, very happily, and his subordinates have not seen him so happy for a long time.

After drinking, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Tu Xiong drank a bit too much and his head was groggy. He was helped by several subordinates into the car and returned to Shuiyunjian's private residence.

At the same time, an unlicensed old car also quietly parked in a dark corner opposite Shuiyunjian. A black shadow got out of the car, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the dark night.

After returning to the room, Tu Xiong fell asleep on the bed.

The setting of Tu Xiong's private residence is very simple, except for the living room, and then the room where he sleeps.

The room was luxuriously furnished, and above his sleeping head hung a retro-styled sword, shining with bursts of cold air.

Looking around the entire room, if you look carefully, you will find many deep scratches on the bedside, chairs and even the door.

There are also two security rooms near the door and windows.

Every night, four to five security guards will take turns to protect Tu Xiong's safety, and tonight is of course no exception. There are a total of five security guards protecting him.

Although Tu Xiong drank a lot and became dizzy, he was not drunk, so he still firmly remembered what he had to do at midnight every day, and he didn't know how long he had been doing this.

Tu Xiong worships Cao Cao, so he also imitated Cao Cao in this matter.

That was in the middle of the night, when I got up to dance the sword, I still said some ancient terms that everyone didn't understand, and I didn't realize it when I woke up the next day, but I just felt that I would dream of Cao Mengde dancing the sword every night.

At first, some people suspected that he was mentally ill, but during the daytime, Tu Xiong's thinking was normal, no different from ordinary people.

Therefore, after a long time, everyone felt that he had sleepwalking, and ordinary sleepwalking was basically no threat to the people around him.

However, Tu Xiong is different. His sleepwalking is quite aggressive, especially for the few security guards who protect him at night.

He had accidentally injured many of his personal protectors, as well as the lady in the service industry who served him at night.

Once, in the middle of the night, Tu Xiong was dancing swords in the room, crying and howling. A new security guard was going to the toilet. He went in without knowing it. He thought someone had broken into Mr. Tu's room and tried to do something wrong, so he pushed the door open. A cold light flashed in front of Zhi's eyes, the entire chest was pierced, only three millimeters away from the heart, if he went to the hospital half a step late, he would lose blood and die.

When the news spread, everyone felt that it was very dangerous for Tu Xiong to sleep at night, even more dangerous than during the day, so no one dared to approach him.

Over time, Tu Xiong also developed a psychological abnormality. Seeing those security guards who were trembling under his sword or the women who waited on him at night, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

So tonight, Tu Xiong suddenly sat up from the bed at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night with the help of alcohol, his body was as straight as if his back was supported by a wooden plank.

With a clang, he pulled out the sharp sword hanging on the wall and started waving it around the room, still muttering words. In addition, his hair was relatively long and fluttering around, like a great dancer.

After dancing in his bedroom, Tu Xiong felt dissatisfied, kicked open the door of the bedroom, came into the living room, and shouted at the two security rooms: "I am Wei Gong Cao Mengde, you wait for the young general , come out quickly to pick him up!"

After finishing speaking, Tu Xiong made a movement of flipping his robe, and started to kick the security room next to the door violently, shaking the wall so much that it trembled.

Finally, with a bang, Tu Xiong kicked the door open and entered with his sword in hand. The security guards were so frightened that they huddled under the blankets and shivered, prostrated themselves on the ground, pretending to bow their heads.

Swish swish!

The sharp sword in Tu Xiong's hand kept flying in the air, cutting off the legs of several chairs in the security room, which made the security guards tremble and dare not breathe.

Tu Xiong stepped on a security guard's head, put his horizontal sword on the other's neck, and said sharply: "Why don't you come out to pick him up, are you guilty?"

The security guard was so frightened that his legs were like chaff, he couldn't speak, and a whistling liquid flowed out from the two trousers.

Seeing a few security guards prostrate at his feet, Tu Xiong felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and thought to himself: Damn it, it feels good to be an emperor.

After tossing about the security guard in this room, Tu Xiong kicked open the door of the security room next to the window.

Repeatedly, it made a mess in the room.

After tossing around, Tu Xiong rolled his eyes and shouted: "I'm going!"

After several flips in a row, he returned to his room, and closed the door with one kick.

However, when he returned to the room and was about to hang the sword back to the distance, he found a person standing in the room. He was shocked, and on the surface he still pretended to be sleepwalking, holding his sword and asking: "He Fang Xiaoxiao, how dare you go tonight?" Break into the dormitory of the widow, come and die quickly!"

With a sound of swish, a sword stabbed at the black shadow, but unexpectedly, it was firmly grasped by the black shadow's two fingers, and remained motionless.

In fact, when Tu Xiong went crazy in the room, Shen Jiwen had already climbed up and observed Tu Xiong's every move outside the window. At first, he wondered if Tu Xiong was crazy.

However, I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with Zhang Deshuai that day. The other party seemed to have mentioned that Tu Xiong had the habit of killing people at night, and it seemed that he killed people while sleepwalking!

Therefore, Shen Jiwen lay on the window of the fifteenth floor and watched Tu Xiong dancing in the room with great interest.

And when Tu Xiong raised his sword and walked towards the security room at the door, Shen Jiwen climbed up from the window and entered the room.

Although the window is equipped with anti-theft windows, to Shen Jiwen, it is almost like paper. With a light hand, the edge of the window was separated from the left and right, and then sneaked into the room quietly.