9

The next morning, Jovian was awakened by an airplane motor rumbling across the sky above the fortress.

He opened one bleary eye and looked out the window.

The sky is already bright, it should be a sunny day, just the dense buildings in the fortress, blocking out most of the light, from the second floor small window cast in that little sunlight, it is really pathetic.

But it was enough to turn the tiny house from dark to light.

Qiaowen turned his head slightly and was greeted by a young, polished, handsome face.

The two people were really too close, so much so that Chen Canaan's breath spilled onto his face and he had to back away a little.

Chen Canaan woke up as well, yawning and half-opening his hazel eyes, habitually hugging Qiao Wen and rubbing his soft, short hair.

The two were in a very intimate position with their arms and legs intertwined.

Qiao Wen suddenly realized that something wasn't quite right, his waist seemed to be pressed against a murderous weapon.

Of course he knew what it was, and helplessly pushed the young man who was hugging him, "Nan, hurry up and drain the water!"

Chen Canaan opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously glanced underneath him, saw the vibrant tent, cursed an expletive, and jumped off the bed, "I'm going to pee."

Jovian shook his head in amusement, normal for a bloodthirsty teenager.

Chen Canaan came back from the balcony after peeing, and Granny had also gotten up and come out from the inner room.

"Good morning granny!" He greeted with a smile.

Granny laughed, "Nan came to squeeze into a bed with Wen again? It's not too hot."

Chen Canaan waved his hand, "It's not hot, it's only hotter to sleep with Howie."

Granny went to the balcony, "You two wash up, I'll make breakfast."

With a drowsy, sleepy face, Chen Canaan sat back on the bed and lazily leaned against Qiao Wen, who was still up.

"Pretty Nan!" There was a sudden angry call from downstairs.

Chen Canaan instantly got up with a jolt and plopped down by the window, "Fourth brother, something's wrong?"

Downstairs, Zhao Ah Si roared in no uncertain terms, "Hurry down and follow me to see Master Panther."

Chen Canaan feigned confusion, "What does Master Panther want with me?"

Zhao Ah Si said, "Don't you know what you've gotten yourself into? Come down quickly!"

"Wait a moment Fourth Brother, I'll be right down."

Chen Canaan retracted his head from the window, ran to the side of the bed, and whispered to Qiao Wen, who had already sat up, "It seems that you guessed correctly last night, I guess it's that guy from the teahouse who came to the door, I'm going to go to the Eastern District, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Jovian looked up and nodded, then thoughtfully added, "Be sure to watch out for that military spike of his."

"Know."

Chen Canaan was about to turn around and go out the door, when suddenly, as if remembering something, he bent over and reached out to lift the hem of Qiao Wen's T-shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Look at the injury on your waist." Chen Canaan's gaze fell on the hidden bruise on his waist, and although it wasn't serious at first glance, it was also still obvious because the skin on that waist was as white as snow.

"It's fine." Jovian pulled down the hem of his shirt without much care.

Chen Canaan frowned and said viciously with a sullen face, "I'll have to make that street servant boy suffer a bit later."

"Brother Nan!" Qiao Wen reminded him helplessly, "Have you forgotten who you are now? Don't get into trouble."

Chen Canaan waved his hand depressingly, "Got it, you just got a little better, rest well at home and don't forget to drink your medicine. Howie will fetch water for you and Granny, I'm not coming back, if something happens, ask Howie to do it."

"Well, I'll be waiting for you when you get back."

Chen Canaan curled the corner of his mouth and rubbed his hair, "Don't worry, I'm sure I'm fine, your Nan brother,"

With that, he said goodbye to the granny on the balcony and loped out the door.

He was bare-chested, his skin the tight, polished, slightly bronzed color of a young boy's, a long, lean figure but with smooth, well-defined musculature, and a few scars from years of fights and brawls lingered on his back as if they were a man's meritocracy.

It's a young, healthy body, like a youth who hasn't gone astray yet.

Qiao Wen didn't really have any confidence in his trip to the Eastern District. His own arrival had changed the plot of the original world, so the fate of everyone, naturally, had become unknown.

Yet there was no point in thinking about it more, he could only be quiet and wait.

*

The Chen Canaan went back upstairs to change his clothes, when he came downstairs, Zhao A Si, who had a cigarette in his mouth, had already waited impatiently, and when he saw him coming out of the hallway, he walked up in a bad mood, and slapped the back of his head fiercely. Because of the shortness of a cut, in order to slap this slap, but also hard to jump a little.

"You've been with me for almost two years, and I've always taken good care of you because I think you're smart. You said your brother needed money for his treatment, and begged me to take you to Master Leopard, which I did. But what trouble did you say you got me into?"

Zhao Ah Si is Chen Canaan's direct boss, thirty-something years old, his appearance is not handsome, and there is not much ability, usually just manage two gambling stalls, help the bosses to run errands. Although he is just an ordinary grass shoes status in the association,, but because it is Zhao Shanhai's nephew, can speak directly in front of the big brother.

Although there is no ability and no ambition, but the person is not a bad person, and can even be described as sentimental and righteous, the hand under the little brother is really good, which is also the reason why Chen Canaan decided to follow him at first.

This time, when Qiao Wen was seriously ill, Chen Canaan begged him to help him meet Zhao Shanhai.

Zhao Shanhai sent Chen Canaan to kill this thing, Zhao A Si is aware of it, as for the who killed, the specific action, but nothing.

This morning Zhao Shanhai asked him to go and get Chen Canaan, his tone was quite a bit huffy, he used his toes to think about it can also guess, did not complete the task is small, only to be afraid of their own men this pouncing boy also broke into what a big trouble.

When his palm greeted him, Chen Canaan slightly deviated his head without any trace, not only let him hit himself, but also not to let his head suffer too much, and then pretended to cover his head with pain, smiling shyly: "Fourth brother, I can break into what trouble? It's just that I didn't accomplish what Master Panther asked me to do, there are bodyguards around, how can I be capable of doing that on my own?"

Zhao A Si snorted, "You don't look like you can kill anyone." After thinking about it, he added, "Master Panther definitely doesn't expect you, this incompetent four-nine boy, if his old man wants to take it out on you, you'll have to take it on yourself."

"That's."

Zhao Ah Si thought for a moment and then asked, "How is your sickly brother doing?"

"Much better, thanks for your concern Fourth Brother."

"It's not like he's your own brother, and I don't know what you're doing fighting to the death for people."

Chen Canaan heatedly laughed: "is not a pro-brother better than a pro-brother well, and not a mom born only called pro-brother."

Zhao Ah Si snorted lightly in disbelief.

Although the city fortress is divided into east and west districts, but after all, it is only a palm-sized piece of land, but in ten minutes or so, it arrived at Zhao Shanhai's lair, which is also the base camp of the Hexing Society nowadays - Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall.

Zhao Shanhai, a martial artist, was invincible in the city fortress with a pair of Iron Fist, and after joining Wo Hing Society, he soon became a double-flower red stick, and then logically replaced the former leader to become the current boss.

At the door stood Zhao Shanhai's beloved, Uncle Cao, the white paper fan of the Hexing Society. Wearing a white Tang suit, he was dressed as a master teacher.

"Uncle Cao, where is Master Panther?" Zhao Ah Si asked.

Uncle Cao didn't answer, raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Canaan, saying, "Ah Si, just bring the person in, go do your work and let the kid in."

Uncle Cao is a patriarch, Zhao A Si did not dare to make a move, coyly nodded his head, and glared at Chen Canaan, whispered reprimand point: "Tighten your skin, do not cause trouble for me."

Chen Canaan smiled sarcastically and sent him away respectfully, following Uncle Cao into the house.

This building only has three floors, in the crowded city fortress, it is rare to have a small courtyard like a patio, at this moment Zhao Shanhai is sitting in the center of the courtyard, leisurely drinking tea, a few disciples are practicing boxing around a wooden stake.

"Master Panther, someone is here!" Uncle Cao walked up to him and said respectfully.

Chen Canaan busily stepped forward and made a big bow, "Master Panther."

Zhao Shanhai put down his teacup and waved his hand towards the disciples in the courtyard, "All go down."

Several people saluted and dispersed.

Zhao Shanhai raised his head and looked at the silent Chen Canaan with a smile, "Anan, how was the mission accomplished last night?"

Chen Canaan made a chagrined face, "Back to Master Panther, there was an accident, it didn't work out."

Zhao Shanhai is a rough-looking, with a plate inch, more than forty years old, still a bronze wall of sturdy body, wearing a black practice clothes, chest collapsed tight, neck down is a large area of tattoos, the chest hangs a gold chain, the wrist wears a string of Buddha beads, all the jianghu gas.

But then he was a smiley face, and the legendary smiley face was about what he looked like.

Looked at the trouble Chen Canaan, still smiling look, finger pointing to the armrests of the pear wood circle chair, said: "You are young and inexperienced, I give you to explain this task, let you try your best on the line, did not do it Leopard master also do not blame you."

"Thank you Master Panther."

Zhao Shanhai raised his hand and waved, "Yong, come out."

A man walked slowly out from behind him under the porch, an expressionless handsome face with a full murderous look.

Chen Canaan raised his head, revealing a dismayed look and widened his eyes, "He ...... he ......"

I have to say, his acting skills were really good, and this surprise didn't seem to be faked at all.

Ruan Yong walked to Zhao Shanhai's side, his hawk-like gaze, looking straight at Chen Canaan, and whispered, "Master Panther."

Zhao Shanhai smiled as he looked at Chen Canaan, who had staggered back two steps in front of him, "Anan, do you recognize him?"

"I ......" Chen Canaan met his gaze.

"That's the accident you're talking about, isn't it?"

As if Chen Canaan suddenly reacted, his eyes widened to reveal a stunned expression, "He is also the person you sent to Master Panther?"

Zhao Shanhai laughed and said, "Lin Zhaoming is a ranked tycoon in Hong Kong, someone paid millions to buy his life from me, do you think I could possibly send only you, an inexperienced forty-nine boy? Ah Yong fought in the Vietnam War for many years, and is now a first class assassin in Southeast Asia, I specifically hired him to do the job for me, but you screwed it up."

"Master Panther, I don't know anything, this can't be blamed on me!" Chen Canaan said sharply, revealing a sinister look of June snow.

Zhao Shanhai laughed, "Of course I don't blame you, but you've spoiled Yong's business, and this is something I've asked him to do, so he's looking for me to ask for an explanation, so I can't refuse to give it to him, don't you think so Nan?"

Chen Canaan was terrified, "Master Panther, I really don't know! I'm your man, you have to help me."

Zhao Shanhai waved his hand: ''Ah Nan, if you are not a member of my and Xing Society, you have broken such a big thing, and now you are already dead on the street. But we jianghu people have to talk about the rules of the jianghu, I can't completely harbor you, this is a matter between the two of you, you solve it yourselves. Of course, in my territory, you have to follow my rules." Saying that, he turned back to the man behind him, "Yong, do you have an opinion?"

Nguyen Dung shook his head.

"Fine!" Zhao Shanhai stood up, "I'll let you have this place for half a pillar of incense, not even a second more."

Chen Canaan was shocked in his heart, not expecting to let Qiao Wen say it all.

Zhao Shanhai raised his hand towards the weapon rack next to him, "Ah Nan, you've made your own trouble and suffered it yourself, I heard that you're considered a capable fighter among the Four Nine Boys, and Ah Si has also praised you more than once in front of me. Pick a weapon yourself, whether or not you can survive this half an incense stick of time depends on your destiny." After saying that, he walked out with his hands in the air and said without looking back, "But don't worry, if you die here today, I will give your father a sum of alimony. Uncle Cao, light the incense."

Uncle Cao lit half a stick of incense on the incense burner next to him, gestured toward the two, and turned to walk out as well.

With only two people left in the courtyard, Ruan Yong stared menacingly at Chen Canaan, as if the other party was the prey he was about to hunt. Then with a twisted brow, he violently drew out that Mitsubishi military spike from his waist and with a loud shout, rushed towards the man.