"Did I ever need your help?" Tong Qiannian looked at the closest relative in front of him, and his words were still extremely sharp and merciless. Tong Ding didn't care either. He had long been used to his daughter like this. He opened the car door and sat in first: "Aren't I worried that Brother Nian, you will be bullied? That kid is like a mad dog now. How can he bite whoever he sees, without your dad supporting you?"

He took out a box of shrunken cigarettes, worth a few dollars, took out one and handed it to the driver. He saw the other person shaking his head before he held it up, lit it, took a deep breath, pulled his feet out of his shoes, one stepped on the seat, and the other was on the seat in a relaxed posture, with white socks spotted. Looking at his hair, there were obvious signs of squeezing when he was sleeping, at least today he did not wash his hair, and there was a black stain inside the collar of his shirt, and there was a little eye booze that had not been cleaned up at the corner of his eyes.

With such an image, he threw it into the old neighborhood in Yanjing City, which is the most intoxicating, and it is guaranteed to be perfectly integrated. No one could have imagined that such a sloppy man and unscrupulous uncle had a deputy-national father.

"I don't know how to fight, what do you want?" Tong Qiannian completely ignored his father, as always.

"Then what are you doing when you come back? Not for that brat?" Tong Ding didn't care that the ashes that had burned smoke fell on his pants and inside the car. He pressed the window and flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt flew out of the car.

"What do you know."

What do you know when a little kid who is still accused of being a minor? Tong Ding touched his nose, it didn't matter at all. He wilted and shrank into the chair, looking like he was a casual look, squinted his eyes as if he was taking a nap, but occasionally when he raised his eyelids slightly, a light would radiate from it.

"My daughter. You can bully others, but who dares to bully her!"

A few hours later, Tong Ding Bunkered the Fortress, and he finally knew what the concept of power was. In Tong Qiannian, he saw a thinking pattern that was far stronger than he could think of.

In front of a villa, Tong Qiannian stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his back, looking at the villa, and stood for several hours, his eyes seemed to penetrate the villa, penetrate all obstacles, and placed his eyes on the figure inside him who woke up from his sleep.

Liu Xiaolei stood at the window, looking at the figure in front of the door. Under his pajamas, there was a perverted swelling, and his tongue licked the upper and lower lips: "Little bitch. I want to see, what can you do to me? Tong family, just a joke."

At dusk, Liu Xiaolei pinched the woman's breasts on the bed, looked at the figure who was still standing at the gate through the gaps between the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and snorted coldly. He lowered his head and bit the woman's neck hard. The other party also had to pretend to have a smile of enjoyment. This is the capital she could earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a day and be kept by the other party.

The car slowly drove out of the door, and Liu Xiaolei looked at Tong Qiannian: "A good dog will not block the way. Get out of the way."

Tong Qiannian looked at the other person calmly, motionless.

Liu Xiaolei's face was fierce and he roared at Tong Qiannian: "Get out, it smells bad..."

Suddenly, Liu Xiaolei saw the figure squatting beside the car smoking in the distance, and spat angrily, saying that he didn't dare to scold him, but he was not afraid. So what if the famous waste in Yanjing came?

Finally, Liu Xiaolei drove the car, half of the body passed by the green area beside the road, and bypassed Tong Qiannian. On the way, there were a phone call and a dozen beautiful girls with good figures and appearances in a nightclub, waiting for Mr. Liu to come and play.

The nightlife of the second generation of the young masters and brothers officially started from the moment of sunset. On the streets of Yanjing, during the first wave of rush hour, you can see luxury cars gathered from all directions to the most prosperous neighborhoods of Yanjing.

Before the official lively time was yet to come, there were only people at Liu Xiaolei's table, a group of Yingying and Yanyan accompanied a few of them. Just as they had two glasses of wine, Liu Xiaolei saw the figure standing not far away, holding his hands, looking straight at him. Subconsciously, Liu Xiaolei smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, stood up, and stared at Tong Qiannian without showing any weakness: "What move do you have?"

Tong Qiannian still didn't speak, just looked at him.

From nightclubs to bars, from bars to private clubs, where Liu Xiaolei can enter, Tong Qiannian is also qualified to enter... The wild beast that was out of the cage met a patient trainer, forcing Liu Xiaolei to not have a good sleep for three days. After being followed by Tong Qiannian for three days, he couldn't help it.

Finally, in the early morning of the fourth day, after Liu Xiaolei finished a night of depressed fun, he walked to Tong Qiannian and poked his hand out to pinch her neck.

"Xiaolei." Liu Xiaolong appeared and stopped his younger brother with a serious expression. He had just rushed back when he was dealing with things in another place. Facing Tong Qiannian, he had to warn himself and his younger brother that he could only endure it. Without the other party taking action first, he had to endure it even if he didn't want to.

"Uncle Tong, it's been a long time since I saw you, how many drinks will be together?" Liu Xiaolong called on the unscrupulous uncle who was no longer recognized by his younger brother at his age. He was faintly smiling and still had a little fear.

"Okay, I will certainly not refuse to drink free wine. Xiaolong, our uncle and nephew have not drunk together for many years." Tong Ding ran over happily, and was not polite, and directly opened the most expensive wine in the field. He seemed to have come out of greed, drinking in big mouthfuls, and there was no such thing as a big guy in the stable.

Liu Xiaolong seemed to be accustomed to the other party's special generation behavior, and secretly gave his younger brother a look, asking him to stay calm, so he smiled and drank here with Tong Ding, and never looked at Tong Qiannian.

After drinking with Tong Ding, no one mentioned Tong Qiannian, nor Zhang Shidong. The brother went back to Liu Xiaolong's residence in the car. Looking at the figure still outside like a ghost, Liu Xiaolei smashed a vase in the house to the ground: "What are she going to do, what are she going to do?"

"She is forcing you to take action first, don't underestimate Tong Ding, don't look at his current appearance. He was one of the most arrogant people in this city back then." Liu Xiaolong recalled the scenes of that year with a look of memories.

Liu Xiaolei frowned and looked at his brother in confusion: "Why have I never heard of him?"

Liu Xiaolong lit a cigarette and leaned into the sofa: "It was an era when the real young man competed for his strength. Think about his age..."

Liu Xiaolei frowned, but he still couldn't get along with age with this matter.

Liu Xiaolong: "Why is it not widely circulated? Because the eldest young master in that era was the real eldest young master. In that era, the descendants of the real big figures who have been active on the political stage of this country for thirty years have just formed a ladder. The same age difference is only five years. The era they formed is an era that was forgotten by this country. In your eyes, those years were the true story of the hundred schools of thought..."

After a few familiar surnames and names, Liu Xiaolei couldn't help but feel an impulse to participate in that era. According to his brother, except for those years more than ten years ago, the so-called young masters were just second-tier ones. After those years, the real young masters became extremely low-key. They either became very ordinary people in China or were very ordinary people abroad, just like Tong Ding. When you see him, you will subconsciously classify him as a rank of unworthy attention. But you don't know that he was a character in that circle back then. Some people Liu Xiaolei had only heard of names and had never seen them, and they had played with him in the same circle.

"So what?" Liu Xiaolei was still dissatisfied.

"Not really, I just told you that if he wants to step on you, he will never just kick it, nor will the Liu family be able to interfere easily. If you don't believe it, you can try it and see how strong he has been after becoming an unscrupulous uncle for more than ten years."

The mad dog is really fearless. When Tong Qiannian's oppression made Liu Xiaolei crazy, he really took action.

"Yeah, this little boy is pretty, tiger, don't you just like the little seedlings?"

"Hehe, hey, little guy, go play with me?"

That night, in a nightclub, several fools who were destined to be tragic for the rest of their lives took action instead of Liu Xiaolei. In their future lives, they will regret their impulses.

When the man named Tiger was about to put his hand on Tong Qiannian's shoulder, the cold muzzle was pressed against his head. Tong Ding was wearing a cigarette and still dressed like the unscrupulous uncle, but his face was no longer as relaxed as before. A coldness that emanated from his body was gathering, approaching Liu Xiaolei in the distance.

"Kneel down."

The tiger was about to resist, and with a bang, the gunshot rang, and Tong Ding's gun shot through the tiger's thigh.

ah!

The whole nightclub was in a panic, and everyone rushed towards the door.

Tong Ding took out the phone and dialed a phone number that he hadn't called for a long time: "I understand, please help clear the market."

Those who left the nightclub were taken away in less than ten minutes, and were banned, selectively forgetting today's events.

Liu Xiaolei was not afraid of the gun in Tong Ding's hand: "Old man, now is not the time to play with guns. I shoot at me, if you want the Tong family to go to war with the Liu family."

Tong Ding smacked his lips: "Why did people become in your generation? People are so stupid? They are so stupid. How can they have any lethality? Hello, don't you think?"

He squatted down and patted the tiger's cheek with the gun in his hand. The smile fell into the tiger's eyes and turned into a life-seeking smile, and nodded subconsciously.

Just as Liu Xiaolei was about to speak, a voice sounded at the door. In the nightclub where all the sound effects were turned off, the voice was clearly heard by the people present: "I don't need your help, why do I have to show off my identity as my father? Isn't it good to watch the show honestly? The little guy named Zhang is so interesting. I have been watching it for many years, so why bother to stand at the front desk?"
Chapter completed!