Chapter Thirty-Six: The Foreign Uncle
Chapter Thirty-Six: The Foreign Uncle
Chapter Thirty-Six: The Foreign Uncle
While Xia Chenggan was observing the young man, the young man was also using his other senses to perceive his surroundings.
The darkness did not frighten him, nor did being captured make him panic.
He was bold from a young age, and his family was involved in the underworld, so he experienced far more than other children.
He can calmly assess his environment by observing details.
There was no fragrance or odor in the room, only the smell of dry sunshine.
It was the same all the way up, and his men were the same; there was no strange smell on them.
This detail reveals that those in positions of power dislike spices.
It's rare to see this on people in their country; they love using aromatherapy, and the habit of using aromatherapy is almost everywhere.
To mask the smells they don't like.
Judging from this habit, you can tell that the other person is a foreigner.
Judging from their methods, these people are efficient, decisive, and cunning.
They didn't kill them; they only arrested three of them and released the other bodyguards.
That's too kind, and it even has a brain.
Excluding those countries that also have a certain odor, and then excluding those countries that are brainless.
Then exclude a few countries that fawn over them but don't dare to attack them.
Only ** people meet these conditions.
My brother always says that these people are contradictory; they are smart but like to show off their stupidity.
They are particular about cleanliness, yet they always say they are easygoing and not picky.
Most of the time they are humble, but occasionally they can unleash tremendous power.
It's both safe and dangerous.
His older brother had given him a serious reminder.
It seems that everyone has their own bottom line.
As long as you don't touch them, they're good people.
These bottom lines are mostly not about interests, but rather about family, ideals, and so on.
In short, they are a strange and unusual race.
He remembered that Henry had a very difficult opponent, who seemed to be a **man.
Whenever Henry mentioned this man, he would grit his teeth in hatred, but he would also often praise him for being smart enough to be his opponent.
The fact that they've been kidnapped together now suggests that Henry must have planned something that angered them.
He was very curious about what kind of strange and mysterious Easterner this was, since his family dared to hire people.
"Was anything found on him?"
The languid voice, like a feather, brushed against Alvis's heart.
Alvis felt his heart skip a beat; it was the feeling of being smitten.
"It's all here." His men piled the items on the table.
Xia Chengjun glanced at the table; there were various small items, skincare products, charging cables, cash, and so on.
His only weapon was a butterfly knife.
Xia Chengjun reached out and picked up the knife, casually opened it, and twirled it.
A small mark on the blade came into view.
Xia Chengjun was sure he wasn't mistaken. After recognizing what it was, his eyes darkened.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but he calmly closed the knife.
He looked curiously at Alvis, who was wearing a bag.
He waved his hand, and his subordinate pulled the bag off his head.
Suddenly, the light returned, and Alvis squinted, letting his eyes adjust to the brightness quickly.
Yalvis looked onto the sofa and met a classically beautiful Eastern face.
Fair skin, expressive eyes, and a small black mole at the corner of her eye.
Every time she looks up, it stirs my heart.
I was immediately struck by how stunning Alvis was.
My second reaction was that it was a pity.
It's a pity that such a beautiful woman was actually a man.
Xia Chengjun used a butterfly knife to pick up one of the things in the pile.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at Alvis with a mocking expression.
"It's quite popular! Foreigners really know how to have fun."
This is a sarcastic remark in Chinese; Xia Chengjun had already witnessed firsthand how open-minded foreigners can be.
As far as he knew, the tall, muscular man in front of him was probably not even eighteen years old yet.
The fact that he carries around a human extinction device so early in his life suggests that his understanding of foreign countries is not deep enough.
Alvis looked at the fair hand holding the knife, and raised an eyebrow at him.
Every move they make is captivating.
"I'm popular, and I'm pretty good in bed too. Want to give it a try?"
Alvis instinctively extended an invitation.
He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking; he had lost his mind and been blinded by beauty.
Why did he suddenly say something like that? He's still a virgin, inviting a man? If his brother finds out, he'll break his legs.
However, being a young man, Iarvis couldn't bring himself to apologize, so he could only hold his head high and stubbornly refuse to lower it in embarrassment.
"Hehe, you can speak Chinese?"
Xia Chengjun needs to re-evaluate the person in front of him.
He thought that his brother wouldn't like Alvis, who was born late in life.
The affection shown to others is all superficial; it's just for show.
Now that I hear he speaks Chinese, I know it's because Old Hill (Serbian Hill Javier's older brother, a mob boss, and Henry's uncle) carefully nurtured him.
It seems that what people outside say is true: Alvis Hill is Old Hill's favorite younger brother, even more so than his own son.
She is the brightest jewel of the Hill family.
When Xia Chengjun first heard this nickname, he laughed for a long time.
He remembered that foreigners boasted that only their youngest daughters liked to use pearls.
It's ridiculous to praise a grown man like that.
Upon meeting him in person, Xia Chengjun felt that the title of the most luminous jewel of the Hill family was indeed true.
I've seen plenty of good-looking men, but someone this good-looking is truly rare.
Judging by Eastern aesthetic standards, Alvis is quite beautiful.
It's just that his personality and character are annoying.
"I know a little, but not much. I can understand what I hear, but I can't explain it clearly."
One of Alvis's tutors was Chinese and often spoke to him in Chinese.
He secretly learned some of them, and he was the best at swearing.
"Please have a seat, Mr. Hill."
Xia Chengjun gestured for Alvis to sit down and had someone untie him.
He pushed one of the teacups on the table towards him, gesturing for him to try it.
"Try it, the tea from my hometown, it's slightly bitter but sweet, it has a unique flavor."
Alvis watched as the pair of fair hands left the teacup, and subconsciously followed their gaze.
Xia Chengjun's smile remained unchanged, but he cursed the man in his heart.
He's such a pervert at such a young age. No wonder he's a foreign stud; the young and old are all the same.
"Try it."
Only then did Alvis realize what was happening, and he picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hiss!"
Scalding hot, Alvis spat out the tea in his mouth and stuck out his tongue to cool it down, trying to relieve the heat in his mouth.
"It's my fault. I didn't remind the guests that we like to drink hot tea, which needs to be savored and cannot be drunk directly."
Xia Chengjun looked apologetic and asked someone to bring him a bottle of ice water.
Alvis held a glass of ice water in his mouth with a resentful expression. If it weren't for Xia Chengjun's curved eyebrows betraying his feelings, he would have believed what he said.
The person before me is not only a beautiful and delicate flower, but also a rose with thorns.
"It's alright, it was my accident. My name is Alvis, what's yours?"
The pain brought Alvis back to his senses. He had been there for a while and had been taken care of by the person in front of him. The beautiful woman opposite him had obviously guessed who he was.
He didn't even know who he was, and in comparison, he was completely overshadowed.
He doesn't like being at a disadvantage.
The little gesture of touching his little finger was exactly the same as when Lao Wu tried to save face by making excuses.
Seeing his childish thoughts, Xia Chengjun sighed, "Children's thoughts are just so strange."
They always get sentimental and nitpicky in strange and unusual ways.
It's as if winning this little thing means winning everything.
How childish! He felt a bit like teasing him, and then he thought, "Let the adults teach you what the adult world is like."
"Xia Chengjun".
Xia Chengjun replied in Chinese.
"Its jurisdiction extends beyond the capital."
Xia Chengjun's face darkened slightly. Aren't foreigners usually very articulate?
When speaking Chinese, it's as if the tongue is being extended out, saying something like a name.
You just left Beijing, your whole family left Beijing.
Xia Chengjun cursed the big guy in front of him in his mind.
But his smile grew even gentler. “You can call me by my English name, King.”
Alvis tried to remain calm, though he could sense that Xia Chengjun was unhappy.
"King, the king? What a powerful name."
He never expected this name; he thought a handsome young man would have a more delicate name. He never imagined it would be so bold.
Xia Chengjun was too lazy to discuss the name with him.
These foreigners are so uncultured; they only use the same few words over and over again.
The character "君" in Xia Chengjun's name, when translated into English, is often associated with "king".
They would also add a lot of adjectives.
Later, he got annoyed by it and just called him King.
However, those who know him well still prefer to call him Young Master Jun.
Too lazy to argue with the child about his name, Xia Chengjun handed him another cup of tea.
The malicious person didn't tell the children that drinking hot water after a burn would feel especially painful.
Watch as he took a small sip, his face contorted in pain, yet he still praised the tea as delicious.
Xia Chengjun's mood instantly improved.
Why did you come here?
He couldn't believe that in such a tense situation, old Hill wouldn't notice and send his precious younger brother over to get involved in trouble.
"I've always heard that the scenery in B City is beautiful, so I wanted to come and see for myself. It just so happens that I came with Jessica."
The Jessica that Alvis mentioned was Henry's wife.
Seeing his evasive gaze, Xia Chengjun kindly refrained from exposing the brat's fragile self-esteem.
Ilvis must have run away from home and secretly left.
This is troublesome. Things are already chaotic enough on his end, and if old Hill gets involved, it will be even more disadvantageous for him.
These foreigners are very xenophobic, especially since his old rival Henry is also Hill's nephew.
Given all these factors combined, if things really escalate, Old Hill certainly won't help him; in fact, it will cause him a lot of trouble.
This is really causing trouble, and Xia Chengjun dislikes the source of the current problem even more.
"What kind of look is that?"
Xia Chengjun's smile remained unchanged, but Alvis always felt that he was looking down on him.
He's direct; he's very perceptive of others.
"It's nothing. You can stay here without worry. I won't do anything to you or Jessica. You can do whatever you want, just don't leave the bodyguard's area."
Xia Chengjun didn't think he could imprison the three of them, nor did he intend to make things so tense.
"Okay, then..."
Just as I was about to ask if I could come with you...
Someone rushed in in a panic, shouting.
"It's terrible, Young Master Jun! Many people have broken in! They're carrying heavy weapons. It's too dangerous here. You must leave for the safe house immediately!" Author's Note: Thank you to my patron 9492239 for your support! For more exciting content, please leave a message for this book on Liancheng Reading.
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