The whole corridor was silent.

Huang Dan stood there, motionless, without too much expression on his face, but his mind was constantly moving, and he decided to wait and see.

No matter how much you think, you still have to wait for the man in front of you to come up with a way to deal with it.

Nie Wenyuan held the cigarette in his mouth. He strolled, stretched out his arm, grabbed his nephew's wrist, pushed the person into the bedroom, and stepped in.

The door was closed behind Nie Wenyuan.

There was a shadow in front of Huang Dan's eyes, and a wisp of tobacco lingered at the end of his nose. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Nie Wenyuan held his nephew's finger and loosened it. He walked over to the other party and sat down on a mahogany chair. His eyes were covered in darkness, like a leader who would be furious at any time.

Huang Dan is not like a trembling employee.

He is a person with introverted emotions, and it is difficult to see something from him.

Nie Wenyuan closed his eyes and smoked. The face with peach blossoms and deep eyebrows and eyes was hidden in the smoke, making people feel uneasy. Even the upright temperament became blurred. After being touched by this, the word "decent" was far away from him, and the haze was moving closer to him.

The quiet needles in the bedroom can be heard.

Huang Dan's body's center of gravity changed from left to right, and from right to left. He had a little dry mouth and was less confident in his patience and restraint for the first time in his life.

This man is the same and different from the previous few times. He has a few more things, just like he copied it from him. For example, the dishes he likes to eat and the similar personalities do not seem to be coincidental, but intentional.

The purpose is hard to say. It is a bit like understanding him more deeply, and it seems like reminding him something, or it is related to his previous experiences. The man has recorded some details? He cannot analyze it thoroughly for the time being.

Huang Dan's eyebrows stretched, and he could conclude that no matter what, he knew that this man would treat him well and give him the best, just like every time in the past.

However, Huang Dan now has to give a reason for his appearance in a man's bedroom, and then solve Wang Ming's incident so as to avoid long nights of dreams.

In the depressed silence, Nie Wenyuan spoke expressionlessly, "Why, I have to ask you before I can tell me?"

Huang Shan silent for a while, moved to the man's side, and he said confidently, "Uncle, you deliberately let me see you go out."

Otherwise, it wouldn't have appeared here so soon. Everything was set by this man, waiting for him to jump in, and he was trapped now.

When did you start to be suspicious of him? Huang Dan’s head hurts a little. Recently, he clearly felt that men trust him and they get along well with each other. Are they all fake? It’s just that the other party is numbing his nerves? So that he can relax his vigilance?

Huang Shan asked, "Why?"

Nie Wenyuan gave the answer, "Because you are not good at it."

Huang Dan's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at him with a strong sense of oppression, "Do you know everything?"

Nie Wenyuan shook his head at this moment, "Uncle is waiting for Xiaoyu to say it in person."

Huang Dan lowered his eyelids and pinched his little fingers. He told the whole story. In fact, he had wanted to say it for a long time, but the time was wrong. Now it was not time, but there was an arrow on the string. There was no other way. He could only take a dangerous move. I hope that the man could trust him once before he had completely changed his mind, let alone have any other thoughts on him.

The original owner left a lot of traces and was not so easy to be covered by yellow lists.

Huang Shanxin thought that if he could not gain Nie Wenyuan's trust this time, the situation he would face next would be very difficult. When he arrived at Wang Ming, he would be disabled even if he did not die.

Nie Wenyuan bounced the ash into the ashtray, and there was no emotion in his voice, "So, Wang Ming wants you to get close to your uncle and then catch your uncle's style and ruin your uncle's reputation?"

Huang Dan nodded.

With a wave of Nie Wenyuan's big hand, he waved the ashtray, fell to the ground and turned it over, pressed it upside down at his nephew's feet, making a bang.

Huang Dan had a little ash on his upper, and he didn't care, just stood still without moving his eyes.

Grandma Wu was sweeping the floor in the corridor. Suddenly she heard the noise. She hurried to the door and shouted inside, "Who? Is it Xiaoyu?"

Apart from the door, Nie Wenyuan's voice was very dull, "It's me."

Grandma Wu was stunned when she heard this. If it weren't for the real sound, she would have thought she had heard it wrong, "Wen Yuan, have you gone out for something? Why are you in the room?"

Nie Wenyuan said, "I forgot to take something."

Grandma Wu did not doubt that he was there, "What happened just now? Did you knock down something? Do you want me to go in and clean up?"

Nie Wenyuan said no, "I will clean up."

Grandma Wu didn't continue this topic after hearing this. She took the broom and wanted to leave. She thought about it and turned back, "The child was sleeping in the room again. You come back to talk to him. She is young and has no serious work all day long. It's not a big deal to keep going like this. Do you think so?"

Nie Wenyuan nodded faintly and stopped talking.

"Now there is a shortage of people to fight against the flood. He can eat, drink and sleep. He stays at home. It's better to go to the dam to carry sandbags. He asked me to tell me that he should go..."

Grandma Wu outside chatted for a while, swept the corridor and went downstairs to go to something else. She didn't know that the bastard she didn't like was not sleeping in the room at this moment, but was being criticized in the director's room that she was proud of, and her future was uncertain.

Huang Dan frowned his eyebrows. In order not to disturb him, the man was afraid that he did not walk through the door, but climbed into the window to ensure that he was caught on the spot.

The room was filled with the smell of smoke. Nie Wenyuan finished smoking a cigarette and lit another one. He took a sip of the cigarette and asked, "Xiao Yu, tell my uncle, have you caught my uncle's style problem?"

Huang Dan said, "I took the money, but I didn't do anything else."

He knew that his words were not credible, but he still had to tell the truth and try his best to strive for a relatively favorable position for himself.

The original owner made a choice when he was found by Wang Ming. The road under his feet had been drawn. Huang Dan had no chance to go back, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward. One step was one step.

Huang Dan didn't go to see the man. With his status as the other party, he would not have known that someone in T City was eyeing him and wanted to move him down so that he would never stand up straight for the rest of his life, or even kneel down to be a grandson for others.

When the man learned that his nephew had made a connection with Wang Ming, he was still plotting to sell his uncle for 20,000 yuan. The two of them successfully reached a deal of money and interests, and each took the needs. He was calm on the surface, and he was absolutely terrified in his heart.

Nie Wenyuan asked, "You took the 10,000 yuan by yourself?"

Huang Dan, “Yes.”

Nie Wenyuan asked again, "Tell my uncle, did Wang Ming force you to take that 10,000 yuan?"

Huang Dan shook his head, "No."

The atmosphere in the room became even more stiff. Huang Dan’s heart was wet. He had to be more honest and could not let the lies snowballed, otherwise he would be crushed to death by the snowball.

Nie Wenyuan waved, "Come to my uncle."

Huang Shan realized that the man who appeared was very dangerous, so he cooperated to walk over, standing only two or three inches away from the man.

Nie Wenyuan stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, his tall and straight body spread out, and a power emanated from him. He pinched his nephew's neck and lifted it up, which was even thinner than what he saw in his eyes. He pinched it between his fingers, and could feel the agitation of the major artery on one side of his neck, which was fragile and vulnerable.

Huang Dan didn't struggle. He smelled the bloody smell from this man, and it was not something that the director in a factory would have.

The blue veins on the neck were protruding, and Huang Dan remembered some fragmentary information, including the workers in the factory, including the factory manager's fear of this man, and Wang Ming's caution every time he mentioned a man.

Wang Ming once said that when this man fell, I wonder how many people would rush up and want to eat a bite of meat.

Huang Shan didn't have time to think about it anymore. The lack of oxygen brought him a strong sense of dizziness. Cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, sweaty on his temples, his face began to turn purple, and his lips were too.

"Uncle...uncle...I feel pain..."

The voice was weak and exuded the breath of death. Nie Wenyuan's pupils shook. He grabbed his nephew's neck and shook his fingers. The force between his fingers was withdrawn. The next moment he took the person to the table, and pulled his pants in turn, and he slapped his butt three times.

The force was heavier and heavier. Huang Dan was stunned. When the pain surged up, he curled up in pain and made a whimper in his throat.

Nie Wenyuan's hands were even stronger.

Huang Dan was beaten and his whole body was trembling. He cried out in pain and begged for mercy, "I was wrong... uncle, I was wrong... don't hit me..."

Nie Wenyuan continued to beat, but he didn't stop. His teeth bit the cigarette out of a deep mark, and his facial contour was extremely cold.

A small tuft of ashes fell down, just on Huang Dan's swollen butt, and he almost started to bounce in pain, and he cried even worse. His snot and tears made his face full of on the table.

Huang Dan kept shouting, saying that he was wrong, and his voice became hoarse later.

The crisp sound in the room lasted for more than ten minutes. Nie Wenyuan's right hand trembled constantly. He held it with his left hand, but it was still trembling.

The little nephew's white butt||There were red palm prints on his hips, and it also swollen. Nie Wenyuan pulled his pants and sat back on the chair by himself. His thin lips were pursed tightly, his brows frowned, but he looked a little stunned.

I have never beaten any junior, but this time I beat someone up.

With the severity of this matter, there are many ways to teach, and it will definitely be severe punishment. None of them will be just a spanking||State of this method of dealing with naughty children is childish and has little effect.

Nie Wenyuan would definitely not implement such meaningless actions, but he did that just now, in a clear state.

After hitting the person, his hands were trembling. Nie Wenyuan stared at his right hand. No matter whether he was shooting, holding a knife, holding a pen or holding a chopstick, he had never had such a situation of panic. He fell into deep thought.

Time passed by, and Nie Wenyuan could not understand it. It seemed that he had kicked the big stone slab and could not walk through it without moving it away.

Huang Dan was lying on the desk and cried, his shoulders twitching. He just cried, stopped shouting, and didn't speak.

Nie Wenyuan's cigarette sticking to his mouth was snatched open, and he snatched it to the ground after taking a few puffs. For the first time in his life, he felt irritable. After unbuttoning the top button of his shirt, he still felt bored, so he untied two more, revealing the protruding Adam's apple, and his slender neck dissipated a little, adding a bit of humanity.

"Stop crying."

The person on the table was still crying, his face was buried in his arms, his black hair was hanging down, and his red ears could be seen. He cried so hard that he was causing the blood to surge.

Nie Wenyuan's gaze looked down uncontrollably, and captured a pinching mark on his nephew's neck. His forehead was twitching, and he could hardly check it. "Don't cry anymore."

Huang Dan didn't obey, his neck no longer hurt, but when he wiped his fart, he let him get so painful.

Nie Wenyuan lit the third cigarette that entered the room, "Don't listen to my uncle anymore, right?"

Huang Dan rubbed his tears on his arm, and it was wet.

Nie Wenyuan's voice was extremely low, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished."

Huang Dan sobbed, "I didn't betray my uncle."

"quibble."

Nie Wenyuan sprayed smoke with his mouth and nose, and his tone was very light, which meant anger. "Xiaoyu, you shouldn't be mixed with Wang Ming, and you shouldn't be charged his money."

Huang Dan said, "But I didn't do what he said."
To be continued...