The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

"Is there a match?" Qin Yunfei took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on his lips, lightly speaking.

Qiao Wen was stunned and nodded, took out a box of matches from the counter and handed it to him.

"How much?"

Qiao Wen: "One corner."

Qin Yunfei hooked the corner of his lower lips, took out a coin from his pocket, threw it on the counter, bent down and looked at him across the counter: "No need to look for it, but you have to help me put the cigarette on it."

In those narrow eyes, there was an unclear look, as if looking at the prey.

Qiao Wen knew very well that although the evildoer in front of him didn't even have a name in the original book, it was someone he couldn't afford to offend now.

After hesitating for a while, he reached out and took out a box of matches, took out a flaring from it, held it in front of Qin Yunfei, and lit the cigarette on his lips.

Qin Yunfei closed his eyes and inhaled fiercely, then raised his eyelids and spit out smoke rings at him.

Qiao Wen couldn't avoid it and couldn't help coughing twice.

Qin Yunfei looked at his white cheeks, blushing from coughing, and a cheerful smile could not help but burst into the corners of his mouth.

He propped his elbow on the counter, obviously he didn't intend to leave immediately, and took another two breaths before slowly speaking, "I heard that there is a younger brother who is in poor health. It should be you? He didn't pay much attention when he came to the West District before. …"

He unabashedly looked up and down at the opposite boy, his eyes almost filled with a certain straightforward desire, and the following words were self-evident.

Qiao Wen lowered his head to avoid his unbridled gaze, suddenly regretted it, and just did not close the shutter door.

Qin Yunfei spit out smoke rings at him again, and said with a smile: "Did you scare you just now?"

Qiao Wen frowned slightly and remained silent.

Qin Yunfei smiled: "Do you think we are bad guys?"

Qiao Wen said: "Brother Fei must have your reason to do things."

Qin Yunfei laughed lowly, and reached out to cover his right hand, which was still on the counter.

Qiao Wen was taken aback and was about to take it back. The other party had already gently swept the back of his hand, pinched the matchbox next to him, lifted it and shook it, and jokingly said, "I'll take this."

"Brother Fei, it's already taken care of." Scar's broken gong voice came.

Qin Yunfei got up, turned his head to look at Ma Tsai who was returning, and glanced at Qiao Wen, who was sitting on the counter, expressionless, the corner of his mouth was hooked, he put the matchbox in his pants pocket, exited the stall, and said: "Okay, let's go back."

Qiao Wen sighed secretly, rubbing the back of his hand against his clothes in disgust.

He was sure that this body, like himself, hated the touch of strangers.

"Brother Fei, did you just talk to the young brother Nan?"

After walking for a while, Scar asked curiously.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qin Yunfei chuckled lightly, and said, "Did Zhao Asi cause anything to happen recently?"

Scar had a look of contempt: "What can he cause? If it wasn't for a pretty boy Nan who could do some work, those two gambling stalls would not be enough for his dozens of mouths to eat."

"Did you go to Asichang to make trouble two days ago?"

Scar thought he was going to blame himself for failing to follow the rules, so he immediately changed back to a standard dog-leg look that was only nonsense, and said: "An old man ran to his place. I wanted to catch him, but he was blocked by the handsome boy. I was just for a moment. Impulsive, I won’t do things so unruly in the future."

Qin Yunfei chuckled: "I didn't blame you, Zhao Asi is not worthy of my face. He is indeed a pretty boy Nan who has some skills, but he is also a forty-nine boy who doesn't become a climate. Don't take it seriously. He is looking for something, and it's better to get in front of me and beg me."

Scar realized something, his eyes lit up: "I understand."

Only half a time after Qin Yunfei and his entourage left, Chen Jianan, who was originally watching the scene in the Eastern District, ran back hurriedly after receiving some news from someone.

Seeing the dark blood stains still remaining on the ground, he gave a fierce scream, got into the Qiao's stall, and said angrily: "These bastards, I really want to kill people in the street every day." He looked at Qiao Wen worriedly and asked, "Listen. Saying that Brother Fei and the others are working with people here, did you see it?"

Qiao Wen nodded.

"Are you scared?"

Qiao Wen laughed: "I'm not so intimidated."

Chen Jianan said with a handsome face in black: "These wicked grandchildren have done so many things that hurt the nature and reason. Sooner or later, they will be retributed." Then he said, "That kid is also stupid. He wants to elope with the girl in Fei Ge's place. I thought I was a hero."

Qiao Wen thought for a while and asked: "Where do the girls in Fei Ge's place come from?"

Chen Canan said: "Some were bought, some were smuggled to Hong Kong City and desperate, and some families owed money and sent their daughters to pay off their debts. In short, they were all poor people. Since Fei took the place, inside The girl who has to pick up more than a dozen guests a day, if she gets sick, she will be thrown into the sea."

After talking a lot of righteous indignation, he realized that he shouldn't say this to Qiao Wen, so he waved his hand: "What did I tell you about this? Turning around, I lost your appetite and couldn't eat."

Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Brother Nan, fortunately you are not the same with them."

Chen Jianan snorted, showing a contemptuous expression: "Of course I am different from them."

Seeing his disapproval, Qiao Wen said that in the plot of the original book, you later did more ethical things than they did.

But seeing this guy, he still has an upright heart, and he feels a little relieved.

Even if it wasn't for the original little Qiaowen, he didn't want to see this guy go on a crooked road.

Chen Jianan suddenly thought of something, and said, "Although Fei seldom comes here, you must go around immediately when you see him in the future."

"why?"

Chen Canan said: "He is..." He looked at Qiao Wen's beautiful and clean eyes, a little bit difficult to speak, and he babbled for a while before continuing, "He eats all men and women, you are so beautiful, just in case It's troublesome to be taken by him."

Qiao Wen thought of Qin Yunfei's frivolous behavior before, and his brows frowned.

Chen Jianan waved his hand again and said, "But don't worry, no one can bully you with me."

Qiao Wen shook his head funny, and couldn't help being a little touched. The cheap brother Hajime was really impeccable to him. So that he couldn't help holding the other's hand: "Thank you, Brother Nan."

Chen Jianan's dependence on him is very useful, and rubbed his hair: "Who made you my brother?"

Qiao Wen sighed secretly, being taken care of by a 19-year-old half-year-old child, in fact, he was a bit ashamed.

Although Qin Yunfei made Qiao Wen feel uncomfortable, he did not take him to heart. First, it was useless to think too much. Second, Qin Yunfei never appeared in the world of original books. Isn’t it a big deal? Character.

However, the original plot has long since changed, so there is nothing wrong with being careful.

In the afternoon of the next day, Lin Zihui called and said that his father wanted to see the two of them and asked them to go to the Furong Tea Room.

Qiao Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief, and everything finally came according to his expectations.

When he and Chen Jianan arrived at the entrance of Furong Tea House in a rickshaw, they saw two black flat cars parked at the door, and two tall men in black suits were standing beside the car.

As soon as the two got off the bus, a teahouse waiter greeted them and led them in.

The teahouse has been cleared, and apart from the entertainment, there are only a few serious bodyguards.

Qiao Wen understood that he was assassinated once, and now the security of Lin Zhaoming's trip naturally needs to be upgraded.

Lin Zhaoming and his son are already sitting in the boxes, drinking tea happily.

Seeing people coming, Lin Zihui immediately got up to meet him: "Are you here?"

Qiao Wen nodded and greeted the man who was still sitting respectfully: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Zhaoming smiled and stretched out his hand: "Two little friends, please sit down."

Qiao Wen and Chen Canan follow good faith.

Lin Zhaoming looked at the two with a smile, but he didn't mean anything, and straight to the point: "Zihui has already told me about your method of investigating the mastermind behind the scenes."

Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan looked at each other and said with a smile: "Then Mr. Lin must have checked that Mr. Zhong's account."

Lin Zhaoming pulled the corners of his mouth, his smiling face suddenly sank, and his tone became serious and stern: "Originally, this little brother accidentally saved me last time. I was very grateful and gave you what you deserve. Remuneration. You said you wanted to help me find the murderer as a thank you. I just treat you as enthusiastic. But what you call an investigation is to use my son to provoke my relationship with my wife’s family. What are you doing?"

Lin Zihui's expression was startled: "Abba!"