Chapter 21:

Fu Xiaodao: "More than two minutes ..."
Xi Hengjie didn't know what expression to put on, but could only say "um".
Just when they felt that Wen Qi was about to follow in their footsteps, they saw someone pick up a second glass of wine and start to sip in small sips. It was only one-third of the two-minute drink. The important thing was that Xia Lingxuan was cold. Stare at him-few people can hold this gaze.
Fu Xiao looked at them through the glass door and laughed.
"I used to think that they didn't match. Young people like to look at sugar paper. They are too easy to deliver their" likes "because of the shallow layer of things."
He was very unconscious of the drunkard, and found a very elegant posture leaning on the sofa. "Two people have the same soul together, otherwise Axuan becomes cold, and no matter how hot the emotions will be. I think it will make Ah At least Xuan's enthusiastic person should get him out of control and thought he would be alone in his life, but if you look at Wen Qi now, maybe it will be the fire that ignites that piece of ice. "
Xi Hengjie looked at Wen Qi and said, "He is just amnesia. How can his personality change so much?"
"I'm also curious," Fu Xiaodao said. "And did you find out that he even changed his feelings, and sooner or later it would hurt a group of people, and I see that cotton maple will be planted soon."
Xi Hengjie said: "Cotton Maple?"
"Did you not pay attention?" Fu Xiao laughed. "Axuan is too far away for Mian Feng. It is unreal. If there is a more attractive person who can be touched and felt by him, what will happen to him? How about it? "
Xi Hengjie nodded thinking of the scene where Wen Qi and Mian Feng discussed art.
Fu Xiaodao: "I feel that if Wen Qi's interest in 'troubling trouble for Axuan' is maintained for a long time, it will be a matter of time before Axuan's cultivation, bet?"
Xi Hengjie did not answer.
Fu Xiao tilted his head and saw him squinting at the small card room, asking, "What?"
"I was suddenly thinking that my schoolboy could last a few rounds this time," Xi Hengjie said. "We previously stipulated that we can only tell real stories. He can edit only a few of them now? Can he drink a lot?"
This is true.
Fu Xiao looked at the state of Xia Lingxuan and said, "It depends on whether the younger brother is drunk first or Axuan's wine spirit comes up first."
Wen Qi was still consuming at this time, and realized that Xia Lingxuan's eyes fell on her body oppressively, and raised a nice smile at him, calmly maintaining a uniform speed, and gave a poor evaluation: "This wine is pretty tasty drink."
Xia Lingxuan was silent.
He was not angry, but instead felt that the level of shame was very desirable, and almost wanted to laugh, but soon realized his mood and his eyes became colder.
But Wen Qi misunderstood, and laughed, "Don't stare at me. In case I am scared, I drink more slowly."
Xia Lingxuan should not look away.
However, they were too close, as if even the air was full of ambiguous taste, those restless thoughts jumped out again and wanted to float to the other side.
He now walks on the wire without protection. Maybe if he stepped on it next time, the wire would suddenly break, causing people to fall off the abyss.
He stood up and went out.
Wen Qi watched him go into the bathroom, searched the internet for a short paragraph, and didn't drink slowly until he saw him out. Xia Lingxuan calmed down and waited patiently for him to finish his drink. Wen Qi and him spent five more rounds, and they didn't change their face when they saw him. They asked, "Aren't you going?"
Xia Lingxuan said: "Support."
Wen Qi said: "Then you ..."
Xia Lingxuan interrupted: "You have another second."
Wen Qi was going to spend some time with him. When he saw that he was not fooled, he subconsciously said, "There is an old man ..."
He paused and didn't want to say a bit, but hesitated and said, "He is the underworld boss and wants to raise a group of obedient tools, so he adopted many orphans and started training them."
The training was cruel and many people died.
The orphans come from different orphanages. They have no feelings, but it is easy to hold a group when there are more people. One child knew his brother and sister who were two years older than him. At this time, the old man wanted to marry another organization, and ordered the child's sister to marry. As a result, her husband was a violent maniac, and she died.
Xia Lingxuan asked: "Since she was trained, why did she die?"
Wen Qi poured a half glass of wine, took a sip of light, and said, "I don't know."
Xia Lingxuan said: "You continue."
"This has become the fuse ..."
They didn't want to be a tool anymore, they made the old man together with other people. Because the old man was too strong, the child's brother and he died together. A few of the remaining people chose to go to Langji Tianya, and most of them stayed to fight for power and were simmered by the children.
Wen Qi thought of the two men and took another sip of wine.
They were all cold-blooded and poorly expressed, and there seemed to be some brotherhood between the three. As soon as they died, he couldn't feel that feeling any more, but always remembered a poem left by each of them.
He finally said, "He then played for as many years as he wanted, and died in an accident."
Xia Lingxuan poured a glass of wine and looked at his glass.
Wen Qi told so many stories tonight. Only this one can make him drink two drinks without any notice. Obviously, this incident can touch him. Why?
Wen Qi soon found that he had taken the initiative to drink alcohol. When he saw Xia Lingxuan was going to drink alcohol like a machine again, he was a bit upset. He held his wrist and looked at him with a smile: "Xia Lingxuan, you are not interesting Come on? I've said so much, haven't you even had a story since childhood? "
Xia Lingxuan felt as if it was the first time he heard his name being called with his surname, and a strange electric current flashed in his heart, and his senses were concentrated where he was holding him.
How to do it? he thinks.
He is really rare.
Xia Lingxuan forced himself to break away from him, and said silently, "I tell you something I heard."
Wen Qi was satisfied, and raised his chin to signal him.
Xia Lingxuan said: "In the past, a few people were idle and bored during vacations, and they went to the sea to play together, and there was an accident."
Wen Qi is interested.
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He asked, "How far are they going?"
"It wasn't too far away. It happened in a known area," Xia Lingxuan said. "When they were rescued, they all got a virus, which caused some changes in the body and was pulled into the laboratory."
Wen Qidao: "Then?"
Xia Lingxuan said: "I don't know, you may die slowly."
Wen Qi asked, "What changes did that make to the body?"
Xia Lingxuan said: "I don't know."
Fu Xiao and Xi Hengjie still looked at them, the former asked: "They are chatting, is the game over ..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that Xia Lingxuan poured a glass of wine with Wen Qi, reacted, and was shocked: "Did Axuan just tell a story? Amazing, right?"
Xi Hengjie glanced at him and poured cold water: "School brother is going to drink again."
Fu Xiao looked at Wen Qi with a strange expression and saw that it took him nearly eight minutes to drink a third of it this time.
This is Wen Qi's third glass of wine.
He had a drink with Zhuo Wangcai last time, and he drank three glasses at that time, but nothing happened, but he was not sure about the amount of alcohol in the body, and he was not sure whether he would get dizzy when he drink the fourth glass. The thing is, he won't make himself drunk.
He drank outwards as he drank. When he saw someone entering the bathroom, he put the cup down and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."
He said he would leave, satisfied to find someone inside, and then "regret" it was convenient to go to the public bathroom outside. Fu Xiaopal was on the sofa. When he saw this, he sent a message to him, and then silently looked at what he replied. He said for a long time: "I want to bet on him to win."
Xi Hengjie said: "What?"
Fu Xiao was stunned with a look on his face: "He went to the manager to get hangover medicine."
Xi Hengjie: "..."
Xia Lingxuan naturally saw Wen Qi out of the private room. After waiting 10 minutes, he did not see him back. He had a new understanding of his shamefulness and got up and went out. By the way, he glanced at someone passing by. Fu Xiao and Xi Hengjie, who were going out, continued to close their eyes and pretend to be dead.
He knew that Wen Qi would definitely not go to the bathroom, so he asked the manager directly, and after a lap, he knew that the boy was really in the bathroom, and also knew that Wen Qi wanted a bottle of hangover medicine. He then left the manager and went to the last room, where he saw Wen Qi taking off a man's clothes.
His eyebrows jumped: "What are you doing?"
After asking the words, he found that the person who fainted inside was actually a monk who used to play with Wen Qi.
Wen Qi was untying Monch's belt and laughing. "He's drunk. I'm kidding him."
Xia Lingxuan endured for five seconds, closed her eyes, dragged the person out, and called a waiter to let him off. Wen Qi thought that Xia Lingxuan was going to take himself back to the private room and held him down: "Wait, this is the first step."
Xia Lingxuan ignored him.
When Wen Qi saw him standing still, knowing that he heard it, he opened the communicator and showed him a screenshot: "These are chat records turned over from him, they are a communication group."
Xia Lingxuan looked down and saw that the content they discussed was very detailed, especially for a person named "Xiaofeng", whose ideas were basically from him, step by step to Wen Qi brainwashing, and successfully let him leave the capital.
Wen Qi also highlighted the "little wind": "He has long since left the group, this is his social number."
Xia Lingxuan nodded: "I'll check."
He was not surprised at all.
He had a very strict plan at the beginning, and the other party was able to successfully rob someone. Obviously, it was not a temporary rise. Bacheng stared after Wen Qi went abroad, but he started early and they did not move.
At this time, the waiter took off Monch's clothes.
Wen Qi motioned for him to throw his clothes into the trash, then went out to find a group of beauties, and whispered to them.
Xia Lingxuan followed him and looked at his back silently, secretly saying what would happen if he didn't do it himself?
Wen Qi would surely fall into the hands of those people early in the morning, be sold, and have an unexpected temperament change. After escaping, he would kill Man Xing Dian-only this time they would not meet.
Xia Lingxuan knew her temper too.
If he was not lost, he wouldn't bother to look for it at first, and throw it directly to his men to finish it. If you can find it, you can't find it better. Therefore, he will not go to Man Xing Dian, will not meet Wen Qi with a changed personality, and will not be attracted to each other.
There is a larger and more mysterious force behind the Kepelan Group. If he did not stop Wen Qi at that time, could Wen Qi return to the capital smoothly?
Thinking about it that way, he felt that the insertion was good.
Xia Lingxuan thought about seeing someone close to the beauty, feeling the anger in her heart, and suddenly a little regret to intervene.
He thought almost ruthlessly that without stopping by himself, Wen Qi got caught up in that force and died-better than he had just put people in his heart and had to dig them out alive.
Wen Qi was completely unsure of someone's mind, and returned with satisfaction after giving the order: "Want to watch a show? Go, go there."
Xia Lingxuan glanced at him and turned away.
Wen Qi saw that he really went there, secretly wondering if this ice cube was a little curious?
Is it boring?
He touched his chin, heard the communicator ring, glanced at the caller ID, glanced at the private room next to him, went in, and laughed, "How are you, husband?"
Huo Haoqiang said coldly: "Very good."
Wen Qi has been recuperating for nearly a month, and when he was bored, he began to give Huo Haoqiang an idea to deal with Uncle Huo. Now is the crucial moment. He looked at Huo Haoqiang's expression and laughed, "It seems to be going well ..."
When he was halfway there, he suddenly noticed someone behind him, quickly disconnected the communication, and then his wrist was grasped.
In the dimly lit private room, he could not see the look of the other person, only feeling that the strength of his hand was not heavy, but the sound sounded in his ear was so cold.
Xia Lingxuan asked, "What did you call him just now?"