My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

The university started its winter vacation very early, and a few days after New Year's Day, Shen Huaijin and Shen Xingyao returned home one after another.

Shen Xingyao's university is far away from home, and she did not come back during the National Day holiday. It is said that she was originally going to study abroad, and all the formalities and processes had been completed, but for some reason it ended up in nothing.

Shen Huaijin's university is in Lincheng, not too far from home, about three hours' drive away. But he almost never goes home, anyway, it doesn't matter to Shen Huaijin whether he goes home or not, and even if he goes, he may not stay at home for long.

Relying on his natural good looks and excellent family background, Shen Huaijin lived a reckless life for more than ten years. He hung out in various places all day long, indulging in pleasure, and he did not look like a good person.

During the weekends, I have completed all my homework and reviewed my lessons.

Lu Zao Zao rolled up his sleeves, put on a coat, and watered the flowers in his own plot of land. Actually, there weren't many flowers, just a few sunflowers. He had wanted to plant a few camellias, but after two failed attempts, Lu Zao Zao simply gave up. Later, his aunt planted green onions, garlic sprouts, and Chinese cabbage around it, making it look like a vegetable garden.

The area of ​​the land was not large, so it was quickly watered.

There was still plenty of time, so I brought out another set of models and sat outside in the garden to slowly put them together.

Ever since he finished assembling the giant ship model that Li Jianan gave him last time, Lu Zaozao seemed to have found some fun in it. He felt that this kind of thing could not only kill time but also exercise his brain and train his hand abilities at the same time.

Simply kill three birds with one stone.

After working hard for a whole afternoon, I finally finished it.

Lu Zaozao packed up her things and prepared to carry the box in, but she unexpectedly ran into Shen Huaijin coming out. The last conversation ended in a bad mood, but Lu Zaozao didn't care too much. After all, in her memories of two lifetimes, she and her second brother had never had any affectionate moments.

The previous remarks were merely a clarification of the status quo.

Shen Huaijin was wearing all black clothes, with a faint smell of cologne on his body, and a valuable jade ring on his hand, which was said to be an antique and very collectible. With his hair up, he revealed a pair of cold and unruly eyes, with very black pupils, and when he looked at people, they were as dark as ink.

Realizing that Shen Huaijin was looking at her, Lu Zaozao felt very uncomfortable. The words of the last conversation were still fresh in her mind. Now she didn't understand what all the fuss was about.

Fortunately, Shen Huaijin just glanced at them briefly and then looked away. His face was so cold that it seemed like it could freeze a person to death, and it seemed that he was unhappy with everyone.

It is hard to imagine that such a person is the male protagonist of a novel. When he is moved in the future, he will say some lingering love words to the destined female protagonist. It seems like a fictional magical world.

When he was about to step into the door, Lu Zaozao seemed to remember something and quickly put down his sleeves - the scar he had cut in the cinema bathroom was too deep and too long, spreading from the small blue-red mole on his left wrist to his forearm. He went to the hospital for treatment a few days ago and it has gotten much better, except for some dull pain occasionally.

Fortunately, I just lied to Li Jianan and said that I needed to take a break in the bathroom, so she didn't notice anything.

Fortunately, it was winter and I was wearing thick clothes, so others couldn't see anything.

The car drove into a hidden club, which was a little far from the city and looked a bit remote, but the basement was full of luxury cars. It was a tacitly known place for some wealthy people to indulge in pleasure and debauchery.

As soon as the driver parked the car, a waiter wearing a white bow tie came out to greet him and respectfully took Shen Huaijin to the exclusive elevator at the innermost side of the stairs. Under the transparent glass, a group of people with different expressions could be seen. As the elevator rose rapidly, they all turned into a tiny black dot.

The private room on the top floor is only open to the most distinguished VICs. Normally, as long as Shen Huaijin comes, exclusive service will be provided to him alone.

Today's opening show was an exaggerated and bizarre erotic performance, but it was just a gimmick. Most people who came here were already immune to this kind of thing and had little interest in it.

Then comes the highlight.

It was a bloody and violent boxing match, like a competition and tearing of primitive beasts. The chips were scrolling in a loop on the huge electronic screen, and the number of chips kept rising. Some people were raising the stakes.

The arena is a floating device that rises in the air. It is square and looks like a cage-like arena. People at the top look down and watch it like a toy. People at the bottom look up and try to use these chips to turn the tables for themselves.

It is informal and unlike ordinary boxing matches, but has its own rules and regulations, with madness and bloodiness at all costs as the biggest attraction.

Shen Huaijin half-closed his eyes, looking uninterested and about to fall asleep, surrounded by cheers and shouts that got louder and louder. The eye-catching performances and the high-priced bets made everyone's adrenaline soar, and the whole venue was plunged into a frenzy.

Because the screams in the crowd were too loud, Shen Huaijin finally lowered his eyes and glanced at the audience, but quickly retracted his gaze. He looked listless, supporting his chin with his hand, and occasionally glancing at his left wrist. It was unknown what he was thinking.

I don't know if it was a behind-the-scenes operation or if he really got divine help and became a dark horse, but the two boxers with obviously different strengths miraculously switched places tonight. The boxer No. 8 who looked decadent and gloomy actually beat the opponent No. 3, whose winning rate was as high as 90%.

Because it was so shocking, the venue was silent for a moment, and then there was a huge cheer and fierce wailing. Thinking that it was a match without suspense, almost everyone bet on the third player, and only a few people bet on the eighth player.

According to the club's share ratio, No. 8 should be able to get nearly six-figure compensation tonight.

The latter is now making a lot of money, while the former is going to lose everything. Many people questioned whether the match was fixed, and protests were heard on the scene, but it didn't cause much trouble. Everyone looked at Shen Huaijin at the same time. If I remember correctly, he also bet on King Kong No. 3 tonight, with a seven-digit chip stake.

But Shen Huaijin remained indifferent. He didn't seem to care who won the game or whether the money was lost.

In fact, everyone present knew that it was impossible for the owner of the venue to openly ask the boxers to have a fake match or engage in illegal operations in the match that Shen Huaijin was betting on, even though this was a common occurrence.

But with Shen Huaijin around, no one would do such a thing that would cost money over life. Everyone needs to understand that offending him will not end well.

The boss's face wasn't very good either, and he kept looking at Shen Huaijin. He himself didn't expect this result, and he was afraid of making Shen Huaijin unhappy, so he thought of hundreds of words he would say in return.

After waiting for a full minute, Shen Huaijin finally made a move. Everyone held their breath and saw Shen Huaijin walk away with an expressionless face.

It was the first time that the club owner had encountered such a situation. In the past, Shen Huaijin had also left halfway through the show. He must have received a phone call at that time and left with a very bad face. It was the voice of a little girl, and it sounded like the person she liked.

But it wasn't like today, when I was absent-minded the whole time, looked very angry, and had no place to vent.