Chapter 2170 You are my only color 1
Gu Xi knelt on the carpet in the box, his expensive suit pants were dented by his knees, his forehead was against the cold marble coffee table, cold sweat slid down his neck into his collar.
His left arm was handcuffed behind his back by Wen Jin's assistant, and he felt a sharp pain in the joint as if it was almost dislocated.
Wen Jin sat on the sofa opposite him, playing with a silver dagger in his hand. The blade shone coldly under the dim light.
“Brother Jin… No… Master Jin!”
Gu Xi's voice was hoarse from fear, but he forced a flattering smile, "We have known each other for so many years, we are friends, you know me... I lost my mind this time, there will definitely not be a next time! I swear!"
He raised his head, deliberately letting Wen Jin see his trembling fear.
Wen Jin's eyes swept across his face and he suddenly chuckled.
The tip of the dagger gently lifted Gu Xi's chin, and the cold metal moved along his skin, finally stopping at his Adam's apple.
"Gu Xi, every time you lie you're so stupid you can't even hide it." The blade pressed down slightly, and blood oozed out, "Like now."
Gu Xi's whole body was stiff, and his Adam's apple rubbed against the blade as it rolled, the stinging pain causing his pupils to constrict.
He knew Wen Jin's methods too well. This man never bluffed, and if he said he would cut someone's throat, he would really cut it.
"Yes! I was wrong! I shouldn't have made the deal with Mr. Wang behind your back, and I shouldn't have opened a back door for Wu You!"
He spoke quickly but in a very low voice, "But you know, Wu You... he has been with me for two years, I have to pave a way for him..."
"Pave the way?" Wen Jin suddenly interrupted him, the tip of the knife sliding down his neck to his shoulder, "Using my money, my connections, and my business secrets to pave the way?"
The cloth tore apart, and the blade drew a bloody line across his heart.
Gu Xi groaned, cold sweat soaking his back, but he didn't dare to struggle.
Wen Jin lowered his eyes and looked at him condescendingly.
"Gu Xi, have you forgotten? Ten years ago, when you were being chased by loan sharks, who fished you out of the stinking ditch?"
Gu Xi's nails dug deep into his palms.
Of course he remembered that rainy night when Wen Jin was standing at the entrance of the alley holding a black umbrella, with three thugs with broken limbs lying at his feet.
At that time, Wen Jin was not yet the "Lord Jin" who was feared by the underground industry. He was just a madman who had just taken over the family business. He played the role of a pig and ate the tiger thoroughly and vividly, and he is still deceiving all the members of the Wen family today.
"I haven't forgotten... How dare I forget!" Gu Xi squeezed out a trembling voice, "Brother Jin! If you trust me again, I will immediately break off cooperation with President Wang, and I will deal with those things cleanly, and I will never dirty your hands... I can also sign a letter of guarantee!"
Wen Jin suddenly withdrew the dagger.
Before Gu Xi could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a hissing sound.
The blade pierced into the palm of his right hand, which was supporting the ground, and went straight through his flesh and nailed into the floor.
Gu Xi was shaking all over, his screams were stifled in his teeth, and he stared at his bleeding hand.
I heard the sound of Wen Jin slowly wiping the dagger.
"How can you sign a guarantee letter when your hands are dirty?" Wen Jin threw away the bloody handkerchief and casually threw the dagger on the carpet. "Go to the hospital. If you keep bleeding, the carpet will be ruined."
Gu Xi staggered to his feet, his left hand tightly grasping his bleeding right hand, the cuffs of his suit soaked in blood and turned dark red.
The moment the box door closed, the pain and humility on Gu Xi's face disappeared.
He stared at the light leaking through the crack in the door and gnashed his teeth in a voice that only he could hear: "Mad man... sooner or later..."
In the box.
The club owner came in again, trying his best to ignore the bloody smell in the room, and whispered, "Sir, there's a disturbance on the third floor."
Wen Jin didn't say anything, but raised his eyes to signal him to continue.
"Mr. Song had a conflict with another customer, and the other customer paid for the broken wine... He used your black card, and it looks like he was a college student."
When the club owner learned about this, he did not dare to delay for a moment and hurried up to report it.
There were ripples in Wen Jin's calm eyes, and his tone rose.
"……Um."
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Twenty minutes ago.
On the third floor of the Mei Ye Club, the corridor was dimly lit, the carpet absorbed the sound of footsteps, and the air was filled with a luxurious scent mixed with cigars and alcohol.
Jinchen stood at the corner of the corridor, stroking the black card in his pocket, and listened to the conversation in the next box with his eyes lowered.
In the box, Mr. Song's voice was a little sinister: "Huo Chu, the man surnamed Liu beside Wen Jin must be eliminated. He holds too many core things in his hands. If we don't pull out this nail, we will never get a share of the pie."
Huo Chu sneered, his voice hoarse as a rusty knife: "Why are you in such a hurry? Liu Dang is just a pawn, Wen Jin is the real trouble."
[That’s right! It’s right here~]
In the original plot, Liu Dang, as Wen Jin's right-hand man in the underground industrial group, was framed by Song Lin and Huo Chu, who were of the same level but not valued. Wen Jin mistakenly believed that Liu Dang had leaked secrets and betrayed him. After teaching him a lesson, he also eliminated all the people related to Liu Dang.
Even though Wen Jin's investigation later in the plot revealed that Liu Dang was wronged, under the influence of world consciousness at that time, Liu Dang had already become the protagonist's helper in attacking Gu Xi.
To put it more bluntly, Liu Dang is the strongest helper given to Gu Xi by the world consciousness.
To change this, we must destroy this frame-up plan at its source.
Jinchen took two steps back and deliberately knocked the metal decorative ornaments at hand to the ground, making a clanging sound.
The door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and two bodyguards in black rushed out and grabbed Jinchen's arm: "Who is it?!"
Jinchen was dragged into the box and staggered to his feet.
Song Lin sat on the leather sofa and squinted at him: "Where did the mouse come from? Eavesdropping?"
Huo Chu leaned against the bar, shaking a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes entwined around Jinchen's face like a venomous snake: "He's not bad looking."
Even the simplest standard shirt and suit pants could not conceal the young man's slender figure, which gave him a kind of clean and pure look that was admired by all living beings.
"You look young, and a college student? How did you get in?" Huo Chu's tone was sticky, but he couldn't hide the interest in his eyes.
Jinchen quickly scanned the situation in the box and had an idea in his mind. When he raised his eyes, just the right amount of panic appeared on his face.
"I was just passing by, why did you arrest me?"
Jinchen struggled to back away and seemingly accidentally bumped into the wine cabinet. A bottle of Macallan 25 years old worth six figures fell to the ground with a bang, and glass fragments mixed with amber wine splashed everywhere.
"Fuck!" Song Lin cursed.
"Tsk, what a pity." Huo Chu put down the wine glass and walked to Jinchen. "Little friend, can you afford to pay for this bottle of wine? If not... why not pay me for one night?"
Jinchen: "..."
You're waiting.
Jin Chen lowered his eyelashes, took out the black card given by Wen Jin from his pocket, and his fingertips trembled slightly: "I will pay for it."
Huo Chu's gaze froze the moment he saw the black card.
The abbreviation of Wen Jin's name "WJ" is engraved on the lower right corner of the card. This is the highest-level private account of the Wen Group, and there are no more than three holders in the entire Yuncheng.
"How did you get this card?!" Song Lin stood up suddenly, his voice trembling.
Before they could wait for Jinchen to answer, they saw him swipe the black card through the card machine on the table.
When he turned around again, Jinchen gently curved his lips and said vaguely, "Guess."
