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"Even if I want to return to the system, it has nothing to do with this." Dou Yifan was dissatisfied and continued to hold on.

"Black and white have never been in harmony since ancient times, and you should be very clear about this. If you want to go back to the system, you must act in a low-key manner. Even if the entire Dragon Trainer is from Wen Xiaolong, even if Wen Xiaolong obeys you, you must let this relationship be buried in the hearts of the two of you, and there is no need to spread it everywhere!" Wu Zixu was really annoyed, and he was really indescribable anger at Dou Yifan's self-deception.

"It's not that serious, it's just a bar. Is it related to Hei and Baidao?" Dou Yifan didn't care, raised his head and gulped a few sips of wine.

"Not that serious? Dou Yifan, do you believe in Wen Xiaolong too much, or do you believe in your own control ability too much? Look at what this is?" Wu Zixu grabbed Dou Yifan's wine bottle and threw it into the trash can behind him. Facing Dou Yifan's frown and glared, Wu Zixu took out a small bag of white powder from his pocket, took it to Dou Yifan and shook it back and forth twice.

"What is this? This is... He said there is no such thing here. What he promised is that there can only be meatballs and no white powder. Wu Er, is there any misunderstanding here?" Dou Yifan reached out to grab the small white transparent bag in Wu Zixu's hand, but Wu Zixu took it away by mistake.

"Misunderstanding? I think this is a misunderstanding between you and him. Even if he promised you to only sell meatballs here, it is a kind of poison, addictive, and deadly. Selling meatballs is no different from selling white powder. They are illegal and criminal. You have been reading for so many years, and you can do this kind of thing that makes you laugh at a hundred steps? Dou Yifan, anyway, I have left my words here, whether you listen or not, that's it." Wu Zixu felt a little awkward to this point. He and Dou Yifan have been best friends wearing the same pair of pants since high school. They have beaten and scolded and quarreled, but they have never said such heavy words so seriously.

"Wu Er, I don't mean that, I mean... Forget it, I understand." Dou Yifan was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to express his meaning. Wen Xiaolong is a member of the Dragon Taming Gang. Many of the business of the Dragon Taming Gang need to be managed, and these businesses are basically related to "black". Therefore, Dou Yifan felt that he could not ask Wen Xiaolong for Wu Zixu's guidelines.

"You'd better stay away from here, for your future, for Li Muyun and the children in her belly, you expose yourself to the sight of your opponents. In this way, neither you nor your family can live quietly. It is very likely that one day, the people around you will become the targets of these attacks." Wu Zixu put the white powder in his hand into his pocket, threw down this speech that was enough for Dou Yifan to make some thoughtful thoughtfulness and left the corridor at the back door.

After Wu Zixu left, Dou Yifan sat on the sofa on the terrace in a daze. After crushing the cigarette in his hand, he still didn't know what he was doing.

The black and white confrontation downstairs ended in unknown time. As Wu Zixu judged, Wen Xiaolong did not intend to clash with the police on his territory, so the farce downstairs ended in vain and rushed to an end. Deng Minzi led seven or eight colleagues away in a hurry, but the beam between them and Wen Xiaolong was formed.

Leaning on the railing, looking at the lively lobby downstairs, Dou Yifan was a little dazed, as if he had adapted to this kind of drunken and dreamy life. After a while, he touched his face, stood up and prepared to leave.

Two waitresses in pink short skirts walked past in the corridor, walking in front of Dou Yifan while discussing what happened downstairs just now. It was obvious that Wen Xiaolong once again won everyone's affirmation with his strong side. Dou Yifan slowed down and followed the two waiters silently, walking thoughtfully.

Dou Yifan, who was used to walking through the back door, went down the stairs and turned a corner before reaching the back door. The two security guards guarding the back door were already familiar with Dou Yifan. When they saw him appear, they nodded and bowed, and shouted Boss Dou.

Dou Yifan nodded to the two security guards, and suddenly found that he was used to being a big brother to Wen Xiaolong. Although he was not a person from the Dragon Trainer, Wen Xiaolong's subordinates basically knew that Boss Dou was the brother of their boss. Or this situation was not a bad thing in the eyes of some people, but Wu Zixu's reminder tonight made Dou Yifan feel cold on his back. He is no longer a naked person. He had a son last year. Although he was a illegitimate child, the DNA arrangement cannot deny his blood relationship with Ling Wu. Moreover, he also married a wife this year. Although he did not make a public statement, the marriage certificate contains his and Li Muyun's names and photos, and their upcoming children. No matter whether they want to hold a wedding or not, he cannot deny the fact that he is married.

Walking out from the back door of the Paris Tower, Dou Yifan walked along the path to the street, unconsciously stroking the wedding ring on his palm, and his heart was a little heavy. I have to say that what Wu Zixu said just now really touched Dou Yifan's heart. He had old men and young women on top, and there was a big belly pregnant woman in the middle to take care of. He could not continue to get along with someone like Wen Xiaolong, which was the final conclusion Dou Yifan came to on the night path.

At the end of the road, there are several large banyan trees that have been planted for five or six years, and their occupations are very dense. There were two stone stools under the tree for passers-by to rest, but this kind of municipal construction is often demolished in less than three months. Especially near the bar street, these convenient facilities will always disappear. The iron lid of the sewer can be poached and sold for money, and the stone stool on the side of the road is purely venting, or just watching the boring things done by boring people who are sitting too comfortable and don’t want to sit on.

Just when Dou Yifan sighed that the degree of destruction of public facilities in a city was inversely proportional to the quality of residents in the city, a jeep turned into the end of the road. Dou Yifan looked closely and found that the car was the bus that Zhang Qiuli often drove around Zhouning City.
Chapter completed!