Genius playboy

In the dim room, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes was pungent, and a figure leaned lazily on the sofa, with a half-remained cigarette butt in his right hand, and a cigarette butt in his left hand. A glass of red wine, a sip of a cigarette, and a sip of wine, cigarettes are good cigarettes, and wine is good wine. In such a life, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a fairy.

This is Qin Daolin, a dude of the Qin family who is good at calculating everything, knows how to live, understands life, and enjoys life.That's right, he is a dandy himself, good at eating, drinking, playing, whoring and gambling, but because he has been living under the shadow of Qin Junlin, no matter what he did, even if it was out of line, he would kill that day. Even if it is broken, it is still unable to break free from Qin Junlin's halo cage.

In this way, for him, he doesn't know whether it is a tragedy or a comedy.

"Peel...Peel..."

There was a sound of knocking on the door, hearing the sound, Qin Daolin stretched lazily, put half of the cigarette butt to his mouth, took a big gulp, threw it on the ground, then drank a big sip of red wine, and said lightly: "Come in .”

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the sun shines in. The room is large, and the decoration can be described as luxurious, but there are red wine bottles and cigarette butts everywhere. There is a big outrageous bed with wrinkled sheets, and some clothes are thrown away randomly. Men's, more women's, judging from the underwear of different sizes and colors that were discarded on the ground, there was definitely more than one woman who had been lying on that bed.

A middle-aged man came in. The middle-aged man's complexion was slightly dark, about forty years old, this age was in the prime of life, but the middle-aged man's hair was gray, very old, and his back was born Rickets made him look more and more like an old man in his 70s or [-]s.

"Young master." The middle-aged man entered and greeted respectfully.

Qin Daolin casually threw a cigarette to him and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's about the hospital." The middle-aged man took the cigarette but didn't light it. He carefully took out a crumpled cigarette case, put the cigarette in it, and replied.

"Is Sister Hua dead?" Qin Daolin asked.

"No." The middle-aged man responded.

"Since you are not dead, what are you doing here?" Qin Daolin frowned, his tone already a little displeased.

"Because a person went to the hospital to visit Sister Hua today. I think the matter is very important. It is necessary to report to you, son, so that we can prepare." The middle-aged man said honestly.

"Oh? Who?" Qin Daolin became a little interested, sat up from the sofa, bent down and picked up a bottle of red wine beside the sofa, without using a glass, directly sipped from the mouth of the bottle, and asked.

"Jiang Feng." After a little hesitation, the middle-aged man said.

With a "click", the red wine bottle in Qin Daolin's hand fell to the ground, the bottle broke, and the precious red wine wet Qin Daolin's trouser legs, but Qin Daolin asked, "Who is it?"

"Jiang family, Jiang Feng." The middle-aged man said, biting his words.

"Oh, so he came back." Qin Daolin muttered to himself, and then burst out laughing: "Tell me, why did he come back so soon? It seems that he only came back today. I went to the hospital after I came back, and it seems that my friendship with Sister Hua is very unusual."

He smiled happily, but the middle-aged man clearly noticed that Qin Daolin's smile was pale and sharp, and the sharpness was mixed with unconcealable panic.

After the laughter, there was a dead silence in the room. After a long time, Qin Daolin lit another cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it between two fingers.

His face was like the sparks on a cigarette butt, flickering on and off, and when the cigarette was more than half burned, he said: "I said that Sister Hua is a scourge, I want you to send someone to the hospital to kill her sooner." , it would be better if that woman named Ding Lin killed her together."

The middle-aged man was terrified, and replied: "After the Huatian clubhouse caught fire, Sister Hua's secretary, Ding Lin, transferred all the security forces in the club to the hospital to protect Sister Hua. Sister Hua, we don't have a suitable chance to make a move at all."

"Yeah, I know, so I don't blame you, it's just that I didn't expect Jiang Feng to come back so soon. This guy is born to be my nemesis of Qin Daolin." Qin Daolin sighed with emotion.

The middle-aged man didn't know how to answer the conversation. He lowered his head and remained silent. Qin Daolin took a puff of the cigarette, and in one breath, there was only one cigarette butt left, which was a little hot to the hand. His two cigarettes But the fingers were clamped tightly, as if to let the pain wake him up.

"Jiang Feng is back. What we did is obviously going to be exposed. While there is still a chance, you can go. Although I am a fickle person, fortunately, I have never treated you badly these years. The money you got, It should be enough for retirement." Qin Daolin said dully.

"My lord, I won't go." The middle-aged man shook his head vigorously.

"Don't go, stay and die with me?" Qin Daolin teased.

"Young master, although Jiang Feng has returned to Yanjing, he will not come to the door. Even if he came to the door, there is no evidence to prove that we did the things in the Huatian Club. What can he do with us?" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice. .

"If he wants to kill me, just suspicion is enough, do we need evidence?" Qin Daolin sneered.

"If there is no evidence, at most he will humiliate me. With his identity, how could he kill someone?" The middle-aged man still took chances.

Qin Daolin said coldly: "You are too naive, but I don't blame you, after all, I still don't know Jiang Feng well enough. No wonder you have been asked to do so many things, but none of them can be done."

"My lord..." The middle-aged man was dripping with cold sweat.

Qin Daolin waved his hand and said, "You don't need to make such an appearance on purpose to show me, it won't make me feel any better."

The middle-aged man said: "My lord, this subordinate has been doing his best all these years, but unfortunately he is not capable enough to live up to expectations."

Qin Daolin laughed loudly, and said: "You said that you are not capable enough, but you are blaming me for being careless. However, you have done things for me all these years. Although you have done nothing for Jiang Feng, you have done a few beautiful things. See For these sakes, I will not embarrass you, there is no need to die with me, just leave quickly, the farther you go, the better."

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he said, "My lord, why are you here?"

Qin Daolin shook his head and said, "You only think that Jiang Feng has no evidence to prove that we were responsible for the fire in the Huatian clubhouse, but you have forgotten how cunning Jiang Feng is by nature. Have you forgotten too?"

The middle-aged man was startled and said, "I have never forgotten it."

"Yeah, just for this, we are doomed to die, don't let me go." Qin Daolin shouted.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, hesitating, he didn't know whether he should listen to Qin Daolin's words and leave or stay here, stay here, once Jiang Feng came to the door, he would definitely die, if he left, there might be a glimmer of life, but, once If Qin Daolin never really trusted him, how could he trust Qin Daolin unconditionally?He couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to walk out of this door if he really turned around and left.

The middle-aged man struggled, gritted his teeth and said, "No, son, if you want to die, I will die with you."

"Clap clap... clap clap..."

There was applause from outside the door, and soon, the half-closed door was pushed open again, and a figure walked in from the outside, and said with a half-smile: "Master and servant are deeply affectionate, affectionate and righteous, it is really touching." very."

The middle-aged man took a quick look and saw who was coming. His expression changed suddenly, and he staggered even more. He took a step back and said in a voiceless voice, "Jiang Feng?"

Compared to the middle-aged man's panic, Qin Daolin's reaction was extremely indifferent. He smiled at Jiang Feng, got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine and two clean wine glasses, poured two glasses of red wine, walked up Handing the first glass to Jiang Feng, he said with a smile, "Young Master Jiang is returning to Beijing this time, but I haven't received any news beforehand. Otherwise, I should go to Young Master Jiang to ask for a glass of wine at this time."

Jiang Feng took the wine glass, waved it casually, smiled lightly, and said, "It's the same when I came to look for you. I just saw a good show."

The smile on Qin Daolin's face remained the same, and he said: "Wei Mo's wrist, I made Jiang Shao a joke."

"One of you is cunning and the other is cunning. You are a match made in heaven. Even if it's a joke, it's not easy to see." Jiang Feng said slowly.

Qin Daolin glanced at Jiang Feng, knowing that Jiang Feng must have been here for a long time, he listened to everything he and the middle-aged man had said, then smiled and said: "Even if I am more cunning and cunning, I still can't escape you, Young Master Jiang." Palm of your hand, enough drama, let's end."

As he was speaking, a gun suddenly appeared in Qin Daolin's left hand, and the gunshot rang out. A bullet hit the middle-aged man's forehead. The middle-aged man was shot, and before he died, he suddenly felt relieved.

Because he finally understood that no matter whether he stays or leaves today, he is destined to die. If he stays, he will die in the hands of Jiang Feng. If he leaves, he will die in the hands of Qin Daolin. , there is no difference at all.

The figure fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound. Qin Daolin killed someone without looking at him. He blew on the barrel of the gun, then casually threw the pistol away, raised his glass and said to Jiang Feng: "Jiang Feng Little, I offer you a toast."

The two wine glasses touched lightly, Qin Daolin raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, but Jiang Feng didn't drink it, raised his hand, splashed half a glass of red wine on Qin Daolin's face, and said flatly: "Qin Daolin, you wasted a bullet. With your marksmanship, if you shoot me when I'm not paying attention, I think I can't hide from it."

"Young Master Jiang, why are you kidding? It's not funny at all." Qin Daolin wiped off the drink on his face, smashed the empty wine glass in his hand on the ground, and roared, "Jiang Feng, you bastard, don't you Do you think I don't want to kill you with a single shot? As long as there is a [-]% possibility, I will do that, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

At the end, Qin Daolin's voice gradually lowered, and he said, "It's a pity, if I dared to draw the gun in front of you, I would know that I was dead before the gun was drawn out."