Rebirth of the National Male God

Si Huang's open smile is like a spring breeze, hearty and irresistible, and said generously: "Actually, this is to thank Sister Guan for helping me talk before, that is, the time on V Bo. Maybe for Sister Guan, this is not a big deal. What, it's different for me."

Guan Li looked away, "Even if I don't say anything, you will prove yourself."

Sihuang smiled and said nothing.

Guan Li's assistant stared again. Why does Guan Li seem to be blushing!

"Sihuang, if I remember correctly, I'll help you too, why don't you thank me for not seeing you." An Yiyuan interjected evilly, and put his hand on Sihuang's shoulder.

Si Huang turned sideways to avoid it, but it seemed like nothing had happened. He glanced at An Yi Yuan's evilly smiling face, and said, "I'm sorry, I won't pity men."

An Yiyuan shook his shoulders: "...you used the wrong word."

Sihuang: "Ah, I haven't gone to college yet."

An Yiyuan;: "..."

Si Huang blinked at Guan Li, who pursed his lips and laughed, then said hello to Director Liu while everyone was watching, and then said goodbye and returned to the hotel room.

All the way to the front of the door, Si Huang stopped Yu Xi who wanted to go back to his room, "I'm going out at night, you come to my room first to help me hide it."

Yuene: "..." The conclusion that Sihuang was reliable was shaken again. "When are you coming back?"

"Before 12 o'clock." Si Huang opened the door and went in. Not seeing Yuen follow, she turned around to look at him.

Feaine held on to her defeat for two seconds under her gaze, and silently walked into the room.

Sihuang changed into a low-key gray outfit, a black baseball cap and a mask in the bathroom, covering most of her face. As soon as this outfit came out, it scared Feather enough, "What the hell are you going to do?"

Si Huang pulled off his mask and gave him a harmless smile, "Go out for lunch."

Feather olefin wooden face. Believe you are a ghost.

The fact is, under this harmless smiling face, he was defeated, and he not only promised to help Sihuang guard the gate, but also promised that he would never say it.

Sihuang took a taxi and returned to Xiangyuan Garden, which is the place where he and Grandma Yu ate at noon.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Dou Jun." Si Huang said coldly to the front desk, his deliberately lowered voice was as magnetic as an ice pick.

The lady at the front desk trembled, glanced at Si Huang quickly, searched on the computer, and asked after two seconds, "Who are you?"

Sihuang: "I'm Dou Wenqing."

The lady at the front desk changed her expression and immediately said, "Mr. Dou Jun is in room 7 of the sanatorium."

Si Huang nodded, and walked in the direction of the sanatorium without rushing.

Xiangyuan not only has restaurants, but also teahouses and convalescent rooms. Sihuang, who has been here before, still remembers the approximate route. Along the way, her body exudes an icy aura that no strangers should enter, and her eyebrows are hidden under the shadow of her hat, which still makes everyone who passes by feel the pressure.

In the treatment room No. 7.

Sihuang pushed open the door and came in and saw a mess - a woman in overalls sitting on the ground dumbfounded, with shards of glass and blood on her hand, and blood running down her wrist. Opposite Dou Jun, who was wearing a yukata, with a grim expression on his face, and laughed coldly: "Believe it or not, even if you die now, no one will take care of my female mummy. After finishing, I will throw your body to the dog, will you? Wonderful?"

The woman trembled all over, and her tearful eyes showed deep despair.

The appearance of Si Huang was discovered by Dou Jun, and he saw Xin Chang's figure standing against the light at the door, unable to see his face clearly, and the icy temperament that permeated his body, which made his body instinctively shocked and took a step back, "Dou Wenqing! "Then I saw the man walk in unhurriedly, saw his face wearing a mask, and gradually revealed doubts, "You... No, who is it?"

Si Huang's answer was to lift his leg and swept the door in front of him.

boom--

Dou Jun fell to the ground.

Sihuang grabbed the man, walked to the door and said to the woman who was still stunned, "Stop the bleeding and call a doctor."

Si Huang, as if no one was around, brought the unconscious Dou Jun to the underground parking lot of Xiangyuan.

She had Dou Jun's cell phone and car keys in her pocket, which she took secretly when she was smoking his belt in the toilet in the morning. The picture is to leave people in Xiangyuan and wait until they come to find them.

He threw Dou Jun into a red sports car with a sassy bag, sat on it, put the key in, stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the garage.

At this time, it was already dark outside, and there were more cars on the road, but Dou Jun's sports car was very valuable, and no one dared to rush it, so Si Huang drove quickly and smoothly all the way.

There was a lot of traffic, Si Huang held the steering wheel with one hand, and propped up the window with the other and pressed his chin.

She never thought that she would see Dou Jun so soon.

Dou Jun is not from Yangcheng, so it was a coincidence that he met Xiangyuan by chance. Therefore, when he was caught in the toilet, he never thought it was him, until the familiar scolding blasted her dusty memory like thunder.

He is the direct descendant of the Dou family in Kyoto. He looks like a man. He usually wears suits and leather shoes, but he is a straw bag. Every day is not drinking and racing, or playing with women. In his own words, his greatest pleasure is to hunt for beauty, and he is also a lover of personality. Every woman who falls into his hands is half-crippled.

If there was someone he was most afraid of, it would be his cousin, Dou Wenqing. The genius of the Dou family, a young man who is as cold as a robot and cruel as a robot.

The fiery red sports car drove in the dark night and finally stopped in a dilapidated parking lot. Despite the dilapidated parking lot, the cars parked here are extraordinary.

Si Huang carried the person out again, walked into the elevator in the parking lot, and entered the first floor through the elevator.

"Dong dong dong dong——" The shocking and rich music beat hit the eardrums.

"Handsome guy, this is your first time here?" The enchanting woman suddenly approached Si Huang who had just stepped out of the elevator.

Si Huang's indifferent eyes pierced over, frightening people halfway through, and was unable to continue the next action of clasping his shoulders and hooking his back, "Cough, we have all the services we want here."

Sihuang: "A private room, a bag of white tea, and a few more aggressive men."

The woman's expression was a little stunned. This man who looks abstinent and cold, really dare to say such a thing. "This way, please." She still answered.