"If you dare to say it, I will beat you to death." He whispered in her ear, gritting his teeth, and the words scraped out of his throat, which made people terrified. Miao Jing's thin body couldn't stop trembling. After taking a shower at night, everyone went to bed, and the two bedroom doors were already closed. Miao Jing used the moonlight to slowly rub the purple bruise on her legs, lying stiff on the bed, unable to sleep, turned over, and through the gap in the curtain, he saw Chen Yi lying on the bed sideways, his head covered, his back to her, wearing a white vest and knee shorts, his body arched, and the bones of his shoulders were also thin and rugged, like a silent mountain. Chapter 3, Miao Jing, how are you. What did those little gangsters do in the end? The group of people who were still free went abroad to inherit the family business, became well-dressed social elites, and were lucky enough to open factories and contract projects, becoming rich nouveau riche. The batch of civilians who were good, big head Yuan married little sister, one went into washing and blowing, the other worked as a beautician, A Yong was an auxiliary police officer, wearing uniforms all year round, blowing in the street, and selling used cars, delivering couriers, and doing auto repairs. Chen Yi, the most powerful one in the past, became the owner of the small billiards hall. He knew everything and touched everything, and he didn't mix so well except for that face. The whole Guihua Street was open-air food stalls, and supper could be opened until two o'clock in the middle of the night. Daft hair, Zhao Kun, and Huaqiang sat under the camphor tree, and the white and red beer was all over the table. He said that it was for Chen Yi to pick up the wind and dust, and he didn't forget everyone when he came back from Yunnan to make a fortune. Hua Qiang first fined himself three cups. He Fang puffed in his mouth, and his whole face was covered in thick smoke. A young girl's eyes slid from his tall and straight eyebrows to the sharp Adam's apple, blushing and beating. "Brother, Sister Lily's phone is on my phone." A pretty girl slowly walked over from the street, Chanel No. 5, rose-colored lips, red hair, lace hip skirt, ten centimeter high heels, hot and eye-catching. Tu Li was Chen Yi's girlfriend, graduated from technical secondary school dance school, and the two met at a bar. At that time, Tu Li was dancing jazz at the bar, and she also came down with a wine glass to liven up the atmosphere during her break. A glass of red wine was splashed on Chen Yi's white shirt, and the two of them met. Later, the relationship was stable, and Tu Li quit her day and night bar job and went to Chen Yi's billiard club to work as a cashier. After working for a few months, she saw too many little girls in the billiard club who flocked to the billiard club, and she couldn't help but feel sour and jealous. Chen Yi couldn't bear it, so she helped her find a job at the front desk of the gym. Today, she had to work until eleven o'clock at night, but she slipped out early to meet her boyfriend. Seeing Chen Yi from the crowd, she couldn't help but feel happy. The skirt was low-cut and bottomless, and men were lustful. At the beginning of the conversation, Tu Li asked Chen Yi what style he liked. He glanced at the sexy girl in the magazine, and Tu Li also felt that it was not spicy and could not be suppressed, so she deliberately played in this direction. After a round of drinking, they changed the topic and continued their conversation. Tu Li unscrupulously clung to Chen Yi's arm, rubbed her fingers against his slightly sharpened chin, and then slid up along Ying Ting's cheeks. She rubbed the small piece of skin behind his ears, stroked the back of his neck, and wrapped her fingertips around the black rope on his neck. With Tu Li's sticky energy, everyone knew it well. Dinner ended quickly, and everyone slipped away quickly. Tu Li held her boyfriend and beckoned for a taxi to go to his house, but was stopped by Chen Yi: "Today is inconvenient." "Why is it inconvenient?" Tu Li touched his hard chest muscles with her backhand and said with a smile, "Uncle is here? Or did he wither on the way?" He lit a cigarette and frowned and took a deep breath: "I'll take you back first." "Who called me yesterday and provoked me here?" "It's really inconvenient." He lowered his eyes, flicked his cigarette ashes with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "There is something wrong at home." "You are alone, what else can you do at home?" "You talk so much? His eyes were thorny, and the corner of his mouth was holding a cigarette, and his hostility suddenly surfaced, "The car is coming, get in the car quickly." Tu Li muttered in a low voice, "It's boring." The two hadn't seen each other for almost a month - Tu Li lived with her parents and a little brother, and they were going to Chen Yi's house for the night. After sending Tu Li away, Chen Yi went to the billiard hall. The billiard hall he opened was at the back door of the vocational dormitory building, and there was a branch school of a college nearby. The main source of customers was these young students. Bo Zai and Chen Yi were old neighbors. They had been eating and drinking with Chen Yi since they were young, and they were small and thin, but they fought fiercely. Later, they became lame and honest. "Okay, then I'll go home and rest, go shopping with my wife tomorrow, and come back in two days."