Chapter 707 If I feel even a little sad for Ye Ting, he will be a dog...
Qin Jixiu didn't remember when the two guys who were making a noise behind him left. When he sobered up, he glanced at his watch and saw that it was almost three o'clock in the morning. He immediately decided to stay in the private room upstairs. There was a bed in the room, so it was enough for one night.
The alcohol made his body hot. Qin Jixiu quickly untied his tie, and the three buttons on his shirt popped open almost at the same time. The dark green silk fabric swayed as he stood up, caressing his fair and strong chest like water, looking very sexy.
"Where are you going? Do you want to have a drink with your brother?"
An uncomfortable sound was heard.
A man holding a drink blocked his way. He was quite tall, with a greasy, slicked-back hair. Even with his hair styled, it remained perfectly even. It was unclear how much hairspray he'd applied before leaving the house. Qin Jixiu thought to himself, "He's a decent-looking guy, but his eyes are lewd and he harbors ill intentions."
Qin Jixiu only wanted to go upstairs to sleep and had no intention of entangled with him, so he walked around him and left. Unfortunately, the man's eyesight was poor, and he couldn't see that Mr. Qin had just experienced a "sea of hatred and love" today, and his heart was full of anger. He didn't know what was good for him and grabbed Qin Jixiu's muscular forearm with lustful eyes.
The next second, Qin Jixiu countered by grabbing the man's shoulder and effortlessly threw him over the shoulder. This time, he didn't spare any strength, and the man's butt was almost broken open. He grimaced in pain and didn't know what was going on. The sound of the shattering glass attracted the attention of the man's companions, and in an instant, four or five men surrounded him.
"What are you doing? Why are you hitting someone?" "You dare to hit my brother, are you looking for death?! Come at me if you dare!" "Why are you hitting someone right away?! I'm just saying hello to you, why do you have to!" "You're dressed like this, and you don't even allow others to buy you a drink? What are you pretending to be——"
The bar staff were well prepared and immediately pulled Qin Jixiu to the back for protection, but he was not physically strong enough and looked more like a chick protecting an eagle.
After hearing the last sentence, Qin Jixiu rolled up his sleeves and was about to push away the crowd and rush forward, but the young man who led him in hugged his waist tightly.
"Hey, ancestors, please be magnanimous and don't fight in our boss Song's territory. They are more numerous and powerful, and you will suffer if a fight occurs!" The young man almost shouted.
When Song Zenghui was mentioned, Qin Jixiu lowered his arms and thought, forget it.
But the other party clearly didn't think so. The man on the ground hadn't gotten up yet, and kept groaning, clutching his buttocks. It wasn't clear if he was really in pain or just pretending. One of their men, a big, stocky man with a round head like a football, came up and picked out a relatively thin man, provoking him with a shove. After a few blows, the two gangs were engaged in a full-blown brawl.
Qin Jixiu had learned some Sanda, and several waiters in black vests pretended to stop the fight, but were actually secretly trying to help hold the other person back. With his "helpers", Qin Jixiu could easily fight four people alone.
Soon there was a lot of people lying on the ground.
After a strange silence, someone shouted to call the police.
Qin Jixiu sat back on the sofa and even wanted to close his eyes and sleep.
When the police came to take his statement, Qin Jixiu had just opened his eyes. He immediately put on a pure smile and complained, "They were the ones who started the trouble. There are surveillance cameras here, so there's no need for me to lie. I beat up these people, and I will compensate them one by one. But they also beat me. The wounds on my face were caused by them—"
Qin Jixiu raised his right cheek and the police officer took a closer look. The corner of his mouth was slightly scratched. The bumps from mosquito bites in autumn were bigger than this.
"He's bullshit!" Round-headed Brother was furious. "It was clearly him who first threw our Brother Ming to the ground, so we're asking for an explanation! Who would have thought this guy had practiced before? Comrade police officer, before you came, he was planning to ride me like a dog. Don't be fooled by his words!"
The man called Mingge didn't think this was glorious. He covered his mouth and said, "Speak less."
"It's not your turn yet, stay still," the policeman pointed at the round-headed man, then turned to Qin Jixiu and said, "You're quite skilled, you can beat five of them alone."
"No, they are just too weak." Qin Jixiu waved his hand.
The police officer's voice immediately rose several degrees: "I'm not praising you! I told you you were fat and you gasped! Is beating someone up something to brag about?! I can beat three of you by myself!"
Qin Jixiu touched his nose, coughed guiltily, and stopped talking.
After the police had questioned them, Qin Jixiu, seeking a quick resolution, offered compensation of 100,000 yuan per person. No one objected, but as they left, their expressions were filled with indignation. When Qin Jixiu looked over, they immediately looked away, cursing as they walked away.
Qin Jixiu was finally able to drag his tired body upstairs to sleep.
From the time he closed his eyes to the time he woke up, it was only a few hours, and he had several waves of dreams. All of them were about Ye Ting.
He and Ye Ting went on a trip to Maple Leaf Valley, eating matcha ice cream together. He and Ye Ting went for a drive on Dome Mountain. He focused on driving while Ye Ting sang loudly to the mountain breeze beside him. He also dreamed of them arguing, and how Ye Ting was difficult to coax. Qin Jixiu's sweet words made his mouth dry...
The band downstairs had been playing all night, when suddenly, a distorted metallic sound dragged him deeper into his dream. His mind was a jumble of thoughts: one moment, Ye Ting was calling him brother, coaxing him into buying him a car; the next, Ye Ting was questioning if he felt he was ripping him off. Suddenly, his dream vision shifted to the bar, where Qin Jixiu saw the silhouette of a man. The silhouette said, "He's been lying to you the whole time. He cheated on you a long time ago! Why aren't you awake? Are you mentally ill?!"
Qin Jixiu woke up from a chaotic dream.
After a few seconds, his eyes regained clarity.
An idea suddenly struck him, prompting him to immediately fetch his phone. Ye Ting's contact information was still in his contact list. Qin Jixiu clicked on his profile card, and the pure black background suddenly changed. What caught his eye was a very revealing photo. It showed a woman with her back to the camera, wearing a blue halter top, her entire back exposed. It was clearly the kind of pornographic picture favored by perverted men.
There was a sudden hole in my heart, and a gust of cold wind blew in.
Why? Why did Ye Ting change the background of his business card to this? Did he sell all his communication accounts?
No, the name hasn't changed, it's still "Y.", and the profile picture is still a little boy holding flowers. So what's wrong?
Qin Jixiu's brain was working fast. When he reacted, he had already saved Ye Ting's profile picture and found a chat box to send it.
[picture]
[Is it a love picture?]
The person opposite was a long-legged poisonous lady who changed her lover every three months, so she was well-informed. The poisonous lady replied immediately: [Guaranteed.]
Poison Sister: [Picture]
Du Jie: [Look, this is my other half’s love picture.]
It was a little girl who was also holding a champagne rose and was also sitting in a car with black interior.
Qin Jixiu suddenly laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself for being deceived for so long, or at himself for being clever and smart after the fact. The more he laughed, the more bitter he felt inside. Still determined, he approached a member of his gang who had a time difference and asked him to help him see if "Ji Xiaomeng" was in a gang called "Zhujiu".
The Jet Lag Party quickly sneaked into the gang and took a screenshot.
[Boss, he's indeed making some wine, but he's not online. Do you need him for something? Do you need me to leave a message for you?]
Qin Jixiu calmed down at this moment.
[Please join the Zhujiu guild group to see if Ye Lansheng is there. Also, please help me find the owner of this avatar. Thank you.]
He sent a female version of the love profile picture and transferred a thousand yuan to her.
Less than two minutes later, Qin Jixiu saw the other party happily sending him a screenshot of an account's business card.
Is this it? What's wrong with the gang leader? Do you need our help catching the mistress? Should we go to Tieba and start a post for 818? I have a friend who's been doing ghostwriting for a long time. Her writing is excellent and professional. Last year's 1v7 annual 818 was her masterpiece. Expose her UID and I guarantee he'll never find love in Jiansan again!
Qin Jixiu ignored him, his eyes fixed on the ID on the business card. Qin Jixiu had seen that name before...
"Qiao Lezi," the Hua Luo who played 33 with him and never used a microphone. The boss, who said his skills were bad and asked him to be understanding, was completely lying. Qin Jixiu was breathless, his fingers seemed to have lost feeling. Even more terrifying, he suddenly thought that Ye Ting's "mother" was called "Yang Qiao."
Is that really Ye Ting’s “mother”?
Or is it this "Chocolates"?
Ye Ting used his money to support his girlfriend?
What did he do wrong? Why do you hate him so much?!
As if the alcohol was rising again, Qin Jixiu suddenly felt nauseous. He rushed into the bathroom, but didn't vomit anything. The ease he had in the fight yesterday was gone, leaving only the dejection of being betrayed. He sat down on the cold floor.
Ye Ting had cheated on his girlfriend, and he had the nerve to ask him to accompany his girlfriend to farm coins. Perhaps his girlfriend found out, so he had no choice but to transfer to the Hualuo Guild to show his loyalty. Because he had to wait for that car, he reluctantly maintained the relationship with him. However, Ye Ting was so impatient that before breaking up with him, he changed his girlfriend's profile picture...
What was he then? Ye Ting had never mentioned exchanging love photos with him! Long-distance relationships, cross-server relationships, and even during the year and a half Ye Ting was in graduate school, they were still time-lagged lovers. Qin Jixiu had never had a few days of decent sweet days.
He trusted Ye Ting too much. The two of them were on different servers, and Ye Ting didn't even have a label of "having a relationship", but he still flirted with whoever he liked?
"You can't even tell if he's straight or crooked..."
These words suddenly rang in his ears, like a lingering curse. Last night, he was still mocking the crying little killer in his heart, but he didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.
He would never have thought that Ye Ting was bisexual.
"Hold!"
Qin Jixiu threw the phone out with force, but unfortunately, the quality of today's phones was too good to be broken into pieces to satisfy his anger. Even the screen was not broken. Qin Jixiu stood up and kicked the phone a few times.
Online love, fucking online love! Why would I be so reckless and open up to someone I've never even met?! Am I a complete idiot? Qin Jixiu quickly came up with an answer in his mind -
Yes, he is indeed an idiot.
But not anymore.
If he feels sad for Ye Ting again, he will be a dog.
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