Squeaky bed boards.
Various shades of lights.
The smell of alcohol that filled the air was mixed with the smell of the woman's perfume.
The low moans and heavy breathing interact together to compose the primitive music of mankind.
After a while.
The sound just stopped.
Then, the man on the bed turned over and found a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table.
Light.
He took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring comfortably.
The twenty-eight-year-old woman on the bed hugged a thin quilt, her face was covered with fine beads of sweat, her eyelids were a little unable to open but she still spoke.
"Master Li was so fierce tonight. He killed me so hard that I lost all my armor. I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
Big Mouth Li laughed, stretched out his black hand into the quilt and wandered around.
The thick palm was filled with mutton-fat white jade, filling every inch of space in the palm.
"If you can't get out of bed, you won't get out."
"I'm taking care of you, so I'm afraid."
Big Mouth Li, whose real name is Li Ao, is just a name that is rarely mentioned nowadays.
People outside often call him by his nickname.
He was born at the bottom of society, his father was a fishmonger, but he suffered a stroke in his prime and was bedridden all year round.
My mother took over the fish stall and fought for fish with a group of rich and powerful men in the fish market every day.
A woman has a fierce personality. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to survive.
Li Ao was influenced by his ears and eyes, and he also developed a tough temperament.
After graduating from high school, he dropped out of school, took over the fish stall, and gradually became famous in the fish market.
After that, he was unwilling to be a businessman and began to travel all over the country, relying on his toughness and bravery.
It earned him the first pot of gold in his life.
From then on it was out of control.
Before the natural disaster, underground processing plants for clothing, food, and fish were operating.
Make huge profits.
After hearing about the existence of the dungeon, he used his wealth to communicate with the gods and bought the qualification to enter the Pingyao dungeon.
For many years after that, while running a black factory in the old city, he secretly went to the surface to search for survivors.
Take them to the dungeon, stuff them into a black factory, and control these survivors, both as slaves and as workers.
To this day.
In Pingyao Old City, a quarter of the secret gold flowing water is controlled by his surname Li.
The wealthy families in the city often ask him to do some things that are not on the table.
In this way, Li Ao gradually gained some control over the big family.
He is the most unwilling to be lonely, so why would he be willing to just stay in the old city.
So he used those handles and traveled in many directions, gradually spreading his power to the city.
now.
It even unites the three families of Lin, Qi and Mo.
It cannibalized Liu Xiao's foundation, which originally occupied a quarter of the old city.
Today, Li Ao has clearly taken the top spot in the underground organization of the old city.
It can be said to be the pinnacle and highlight moment of life.
Nothing more than this.
At this moment, Li Ao became more interested and got into bed again to kill for 300 rounds.
Finally, after killing the woman under him until she fell asleep from exhaustion, Li Ao sighed softly: "One day, I want the woman named Lin to lie on this bed."
He thought of Lin Xianglan.
A woman with elegant temperament and amazing means.
When he first met Lin Xianglan, he had some strange thoughts.
It's just that the woman has an extraordinary status, and she is pursued by a strong man named Zhou Zhou.
Although Li Ao was unruly, he did not dare to reach out to the woman rashly.
But he always fantasizes, and then uses his toughness to make women cry and beg for mercy.
Wake up the next day.
Putting on his coat, Li Ao looked at the calendar.
Tomb Sweeping Day will be in two days.
He closed his eyes slightly and thought of his parents.
So he went out, called the steward, and asked him to arrange matters related to ancestor worship during the Qingming Festival.
It's not that he is very filial, it's just that these years have been going smoothly, and Li Ao believes in the theory of ghosts and gods.
Therefore, during the Qingming Festival every year, the tombs are swept with extra diligence.
After taking a sip of ginseng tea, Li Ao found his confidant Qiu An.
Qiu'an is about thirty people, tall and thin, with bushy eyebrows and fierce eyes.
This man has followed Li Ao since he was seventeen years old. Fast forward more than ten years and he has been loyal to him.
Li Ao didn't practice it himself, but he got the visualization technique from Qiu An.
Qiu An has some talent. After practicing for several years, he is now at the intermediate level.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
Qiu An arrived and asked respectfully.
Li Ao nodded, put down his cup and said, "How is Chang Hai doing?"
"Did you say anything?"
Chang Hai is his right-hand man, who was sent to Yinwan Base by Li Ao a few days ago.
Li Ao knew that a man named Liu occupied a street in Yinwan Base and collected interest from the large and small shops on that street.
That was also a lot of income, and he had been coveting it for a long time.
Now Liu Xiao's underground city in Pingyao has been divided up, as for the 'little money' at the Yinwan base.
Lin Xianglan, Qi Fei and others in the city maintained their identities.
I don't want to go to war for that little thing.
Li Ao is different. He doesn't mind the money, nor is he afraid of 'hard work'.
After saying hello to those families, he asked Chang Hai to take someone to pick them up.
At the same time, this incident was also used to test Bald Yubai's bottom line.
but.
Chang Hai has been gone for a few days and there is no news of his return.
Only Li Ao would ask this question.
Qiu An shook his head when he heard this: "I contacted Chang Hai yesterday, but I couldn't get in touch."
"Master, how about I take a trip to Yinwan Base?"
"That won't work." Li Ao frowned, "The old city has not been peaceful recently. First, all the people and snakes we brought from the surface died."
"Not long ago, some bastards suddenly became ferocious and started killing people everywhere."
"Now the Land Security Bureau invites me to tea every day, as if I instigated these people."
"Maybe something strange will happen next. I don't feel at ease without you by my side."
Qiu An nodded: "Don't worry, sir. Qiu An will definitely protect me."
Li Ao said in a deep voice: "You have seen the bald Yu Bai, Qiu An."
"Answer me honestly, if you fight him to the death, who will win?"
Qiu An thought for a moment and said, "If it was two years ago, he would have won."
"Now, it's at five to five."
"Only five or five." Li Ao sighed, "If you can capture Yu Bai, maybe we can get some benefits."
"Since you are not sure, you have to take advantage of other companies."
Then footsteps sounded.
The steward is back.
"Sir, I just received an invitation."
Li Ao was stunned for a moment: "What invitation?"
"This..." The steward looked hesitant.
Li Ao got angry and slapped his palm on the table: "Stop hesitating, say it!"
The steward quickly said: "Mr. Yu Bai sent someone to deliver it. He said it would be two days later, on the Qingming Festival."
"Master, please come to the Nianxin Buddhist Hall to express your condolences to Mr. Liu Xiaoliu."
The hall fell silent.
Then Li Ao's roar sounded.
"You want me to go and express my condolences to Liu?"
"How dare his surname be Yu!"
"Liu Xiao is not my father!"
"Fuck his grandma!"
After venting for a while, Li Ao calmed down and called Qi Fei.
It turned out that not only did he receive an 'invitation'.
Even Qi Fei, Lin Xianglan and Mo Laogui.
All received.
The content is here.
On the Qingming Festival, I went to the "Nianxin Buddhist Hall" in the old city to express my condolences to Liu Xiao!
