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It felt like a long dream.I want to see something, but I can't remember anything.

Qiao Ye could only see sporadic images, all of which were constantly flickering figures, with familiar faces and unfamiliar faces, and nonchalant voices, as if in slow motion from the void.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Then everything plunged into darkness.

When I woke up again, it had changed to another scene.

Qiao Ye moved his fingers, opened and closed his eyes with difficulty, his head was very dizzy, and he tried hard to regain his vision, but his eyelids felt numb, painful and hard, as if he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.

"Wake up! He's awake!"

Someone is talking.

"Qiao Ye, how are you? Are you okay?"

Wen Xin was the first to rush in front of him, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but showed an expression of difficulty.

Qiao Ye could only look at the man through a gap, his mouth and nasal cavity were filled with a disgusting bloody smell, even a slight movement of his body was full of indescribable dull pain, the feeling was so uncomfortable that he wanted to do it again Passed out.

"Wow, I was scared to death. You fainted as soon as you got off the stage. I thought you were dying."

I don't know how long it took, Wen Xin helped Qiao Ye sit up from the wooden bench, took out the lighter, lit a cigarette, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qiao Ye raised his hand to hold the cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long breath of smoke, as if he had truly come back to life at this moment.

This is one of the staff lounges. The air is mixed with a pungent smell of iodine, safflower oil, mint, or alcohol. All players who are injured and retire from the stage will come here for a little treatment.

Qiao Ye's injury was not serious, and it looked scary to be bleeding, but to thugs, it was a common occurrence.

So no one would look sideways at them, as long as it wasn't a fatal injury from broken internal organs, even if a few bones were broken, or an arm or leg was crippled, it would be considered their fate and they deserved it.

The wounds on his body have been simply bandaged, and wound medicine has been applied to the places where blood is seen.

The first thing Qiao Ye did after waking up was to ask Wenxin for his mobile phone. When he was holding the mobile phone chain tightly, he felt the lost strength return to his body.

"What about Brother Ran?"

He asked, never forgetting what was the most important thing.

"In it, they said that when you wake up, you will go directly to see him."

Wen Xin mixed a cup of warm water from the water dispenser, and walked over with a few anti-inflammatory drugs, wanting Qiao Ye to take it first.

But Qiao Ye brushed those aside.

"I'll talk about it later, go see Brother Ran first."

As he spoke, he struggled to stand up, and staggered towards the other exit of the lounge regardless.

"Hey, rest for a while! Don't worry, hey!"

Wen Xin yelled at Qiao Ye's back twice, turned his head helplessly, and shook his hand that was splashed by the water, feeling that this person was too disrespectful for how he became like this now.

Then, led by Wen Xin who followed closely, the two turned left and right along the narrow passage, rampaging all the way, and came to a heavy door that Qiao Ye had never reached.

On both sides of the door were a few men chatting against the wall, all dressed in casual suits.

Qiao Ye looked at them with squinted eyes that were too swollen to open. The image looked much more refined than the people he usually saw around Uncle Xiang. The one that was regarded as the little ruffian.

"Brother Ran wants to see you."

Wen Xin stepped forward to negotiate with them.

Qiao Ye looked at his face through the glass on the fire cabinet, his swollen and purple eyelids, and the bloody browbones, his appearance was so miserable that it was impossible to look directly at it.

He was nervous.

Looking at that door, I don't know what I'm about to face.

In fact, he has been around before, not after Uncle Xiang, but when he was the first to go to school. If he only hang out with some ruffians and has been in prison, it is not that he has never seen what is called Jianghu.

But what the real underworld is like, he is not sure if it is different from what he imagined.

The thugs outside the door looked at them, especially Qiao Ye, and then shook their heads inside.

"Be smart."

Before entering the door, Wen Xin asked so.

Qiao Ye took a deep breath.

It was a slightly patina-style room. It was very large and empty. It took a few steps to get to the place where there were people. It was simply furnished with some necessary furniture.

Qiao Ye and Wen Xin walked towards the figure silently. In the slightly bluish-white light, the obvious smog under the light greeted them first, and then they could smell a faint scent of incense candles. Looking around, There is a shrine dedicated to Guan Erye in the corner.

But before they approached, they already realized whether they had come at the wrong time.

I saw two or three tall, young men throwing a greasy-faced man to the ground, ignoring the man's mouth full of "I was wrong, Brother Ran, I won't dare next time", and then looked at the others with disdain In the middle, he picked up the dick and slapped the man.

The man got up quickly, took out a saber out of nowhere, swung a few people back, and rushed towards the sofa over there.

But before he got there, the saber was kicked off by the figure standing up on the sofa.

That pose is beautiful and neat.

Qiao Ye froze for a moment when he saw the figure clearly. It turned out to be the young man who borrowed fire from him on the rooftop.

The assailant man was pushed to the ground again by the crowd, and the young man stepped aside, picked up the knife on the ground, strolled leisurely to the man, knelt down and looked at the man for a while, and suddenly stabbed the wrist that was pinned on the ground. , directly picked off the man's tendons.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

A wailing burst out suddenly.

Qiao Ye and Wen Xin's eyes widened, as if they had forgotten how to breathe for a moment.

"Abandon him."

The young man stood up, gave some instructions in a low voice, then walked to the side table and sat down, staring at that side without saying a word. He had such a gentle appearance and demeanor, but there was a chilling expression in his eyes. ruthless.

Everything after that happened so fast that Qiao Ye couldn't see the process clearly.

All I know is that when the crippled man was dragged away from him, he lost consciousness, leaving only patches of uncoagulated blood on the floor, and soon someone came over with a bucket to clean it up.

There must have been some disinfectant in there.

As Qiao Ye thought so, he smelled a pungent smell.

He didn't know what mood he was in now, he had hurt others before, but it was after he was drunk and in a fit of anger.Moreover, he was quickly dragged away from the scene, and ran forward desperately, unable to remember what he had done before in a panic.

But now he has witnessed it all.

Qiao Ye knew that Wen Xin must have been stunned. The man stood motionless beside him, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

But he didn't feel anything special, it must be because everyone else present was the same, right?The work that should be done, the chat that should be chatted, made him look like them, as if nothing had happened.

"Yo, wake up."

The young man noticed this, and greeted Qiao Ye and the two with a happy expression, without any trace of the hostility before.

Wen Xin beside him finally came to his senses, quickly pushed him, and whispered, "I still don't call him Brother Ran."

Qiao Ye turned his head in disbelief, looked at Wenxin, and then at the young man.

The other party was looking back at him with a half-smile, his chin raised slightly, with a cigarette between his fingers, obviously his face hadn't shed his youthful youthfulness, but his whole body was composed with a calmness that didn't match his age at all.

That was the first time that Qiao Ye officially met the man he would follow for his whole life, through the slanting light that fell in mid-air, it seemed that he was the young man who hadn't experienced anything in the world.

Qiao Ye thinks the world is a bit FUCK.

But Xiao Jingran had already waved at them, sat down on the sofa again, and watched them walk in front of him with considerable momentum.

He first joked with Wen Xin, asking how the man is doing, how he is doing in Cross, and whether he has replaced the money he borrowed from him.

Wen Xin didn't seem to have recovered from the emotion just now, and he answered one by one with a smile on his face, but his voice was still weak.

"Then next time if you don't have money in your mother's pocket and go out to gamble like others, how about I break your leg."

When Xiao Jingran said those words to Wen Xin, his face was full of smiles, and his tone was not bad, but somehow it made people feel panicked.

Then he looked at Qiao Ye again, and finally looked up at him.

"Is the injury serious?"

Qiao Ye came to his senses and tried his best to answer the child in front of him like he was talking to his elder brother: "It's not serious, just a small injury."

Xiao Jingran nodded, and asked him a few more questions such as whether he belonged to Huaxing and who he had been with before.

Qiao Ye answered all of them.

It's just that when Xiao Jingran heard that he belonged to Ren Tang Tian Jixiang, there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Qiao Ye felt that the situation was wrong at the time.

Sure enough, the man pondered for a moment, then waved his hands to let Qiao Ye and Wen Xin go back first, as if he didn't forget to ask his subordinates to lead them to collect some money in order not to disappoint Qiao Ye and Wen Xin.

That number is quite large, one hundred thousand with an open mouth.

But neither Wen Xin nor Qiao Ye obviously had much interest in the 10 yuan.

Before Qiao Ye was grabbed by the arm and sent out, he limped and ran to Xiao Jingran again.

"Brother Ran."

That was really a title that came out of my mouth, without any previous cares.

"what?"

Xiao Jingran was talking to someone, unexpectedly Qiao Ye came back and looked at him kindly, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ye pursed his bloody lips, and said firmly and hastily, "Brother Ran, I want to be with you."

After saying this, Xiao Jingran raised his eyebrows amusedly, as if he had never seen anyone bring his thoughts to him so bluntly before.

He looked at Qiao Ye with interest, "Why do you want to follow me?"

Qiao Ye didn't speak, just stood there motionless.

Xiao Jingran gave a "tsk", sighed with a smile, touched the sofa and pondered for a while, and then seemed to have made a very difficult decision, "Okay, then you will follow me from now on!"

Qiao Ye was relieved at that moment.

When Wen Xin saw this, his eyes widened, and he immediately flew up to him.

"Brother Ran, what about me?"

Xiao Jingran glanced at Wenxin, "What's the matter with you?"

Wen Xin quickly grabbed Qiao Ye, "I have to be with him! We are buddies! Brothers! Why are you all together!"

As he said that, he even pestered Qiao Ye, "Isn't it?"

Qiao Ye nodded and said "En".

Xiao Jingran replied disdainfully: "Put it down, why are you all together... gay?!"

Everyone laughed, including Xiao Jingran.

But in the end the elder brother nodded.

"From now on, you will be the official members of Huaxing. Follow Xiju and he will teach you what to do."

Before leaving, Xiao Jingran explained a few more words, the man called Xiju stood up from one side, and asked them to go back and find someone to do the official registration.

"Okay, is there anything else?"

Xiao Jingran was tired, and when he got up to leave, he asked him a very loud question.

At that time, everyone in the room stood up, except for those around Xiao Jingran, they all bowed slightly and said "Brother Ran, go slowly".

Qiao Ye recalled the phrase "You will be official members of Huaxing from now on", after thinking for a while, he raised his eyes and asked seriously, "...Do you want to break your fingers?"

Xiao Jingran was taken aback by those words, and the others also looked at him inexplicably.

"That's right, break it off, and then connect it again?"

Qiao Ye asked very seriously.

But Xiao Jingran only looked at him quietly for two seconds, and then laughed "hahahahaha", patted Qiao Ye on the shoulder, and led the people out until the figure disappeared, and the laughter kept coming from Send back from afar.