Antidote

Chen Qing's car is pretty good everywhere, flexible in the queue, easy to park, there is a display on the car, plug in a USB flash drive to watch a movie, but the speed is not good.

After buying a set of pancake fruit and a cup of soy milk for Cheng Ke, it was not blocked all the way, but when he arrived at Cheng Ke's shop, Chen Qing Dabin they had arrived.

But he didn't see anyone. Cheng Ke was sitting next to the bar when he entered the door. When he saw him in, he asked, "How did Chen Qing and Da Bin come?"

"I called them over," Jiang Yuduo put the food on the table. "You eat it first, and buy it according to the earlier specifications."

"I'm so big." Cheng Ke exclaimed when he picked up the pancake fruit.

"It's full, and the taste is good. It's not unreasonable for his family to sell it until noon." Jiang Yuduo sat on the chair and looked out from the glass door. At this time, the store didn't turn on the lights. But when you look inside, you can hardly see anything.

"Why did you call them over?" Cheng Ke took a bite of the pancake fruit.

"Someone followed me when I came," Jiang Yuduo said. The pancakes were very fragrant. Although he was full, he smelled a little bit greedy, so he pulled a small piece of pancake from Cheng Ke and ate. "Yes The building materials market follows ours, one with white lines on his clothes, and one with him."

"Are you sure?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Okay," Jiang Yuduo said, "I remember the two of them. When I turned around, his car drove forward, and Chen Qing they will follow."

"And then?" Cheng Ke looked a little nervous, "Isn't it going to make a big noise?"

Jiang Yuduo's face twitched: "It's not up to me to control things, it depends on what the person wants to do."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, his expression was a bit elusive, and he finally stayed worried. He frowned: "If something really happened, you have to tell me."

"Why?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I said I let them do it and follow me all day long," Cheng Ke said. "I'll find someone to deal with it."

"Who are you looking for? Xu Ding?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"Not necessarily, who can find whom to go." Cheng Ke snorted.

"Aren't you already circled by your friends?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"You **** really can't talk, 3rd Brother," Cheng Ke sighed. "You can find someone if you can't draw a circle, just talk."

Jiang Yuduo looked at him without speaking.

He said that he would not be controlled by him. He just wanted to tease Cheng Ke. Cheng Ke didn't know much about them. They generally don't do anything beyond their sphere of influence. Today he It was just in case Chen Qing Dabin came over, as long as the other party did not move, they would follow, and they would do nothing.

But Cheng Ke's words made him suddenly itchy.

Cheng Ke did not stop him, did not let him call Chen Qing and Da Bin away, but told him that if something went wrong, he would try to find a way.

But Cheng Ke asked someone to "open up", except for Xu Ding, Jiang Yuduo knew that he basically had no friends. Sometimes he would receive calls from a few people except Xu Ding, but his attitude was basically cold and perfunctory, if " Willing to speak", he will not be like that.

Jiang Yuduo pulled another piece of pancake from his hands and ate: "Don’t worry, I just let them follow and see what they are going to do. If they want to do something here, Chen Qing will defend them. a bit."

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded, as if relieved, and then glanced at him, handing the pancake fruit in his hand, "Don't pull it, take a bite."

Jiang Yuduo was also polite, grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of himself, bowed his head and took a big bite.

Enjoyable! good to eat!

"You are so hungry, can't you just buy them? I'm not giving money." Cheng Ke looked at the pancake fruit in his hand.

Jiang Yuduo also glanced at it, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. When he bit, he didn't think he could bite so much: "If you don't eat enough... I'll go to the supermarket opposite to buy you some bread."

"Enough is enough," Cheng Ke said, "I just sighed."

After saying this, he hesitated for another two seconds and took the soy milk in front of himself.

"Why?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I'm afraid you can give me this too." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo laughed: "Three and a half years old."

"What do you want to say about me?" Cheng Ke ate with his head down.

"It's dead," Jiang Yuduo said with a smile.

The phone rang in his pocket, and Cheng Ke quickly raised his head and stared at his hand.

Jiang Yuduo took out his mobile phone: "It's Da Bin."

"Are you all right?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's okay. If something happens, it's definitely Chen Qing who called me. Da Bin had to talk to someone," Jiang Yudao answered the phone. "How?"

"After a round, the car went back to the store and stopped at the parking lot in front of the supermarket," Dabin said. "You can see the car on the second floor of the store."

"Okay," Jiang Yuduo said, "Did you not find you?"

"I didn't find it," Da Bin said. "The car that Brother Qing drove was very far away. He almost lost four times."

"...That line," Jiang Yuduo said, "you stare for a while."

"Relax third brother." Da Bin said.

Jiang Yuduo hung up the phone, drank the soymilk in front of him and drank up, and then stood up: "I went to the second floor to see, now the car is parked opposite, I originally thought that the driving was not together What."

"On the opposite side?" Cheng Ke also grabbed the uneaten pancake fruit and the empty soy milk cup and stood up behind him, "Fuck, what the **** is going on?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yu snatched upstairs. "Don't come over."

Cheng Ke stopped.

Jiang Yuduo took a chair, walked past the window, and glanced out.

"Are you there?" Cheng Ke asked standing on the corner of the stairs.

"Well," Jiang Yuduo put down his chair and took a small coffee table to pass by the window. "Yes, don't worry, let's take a look."

"Is this with me or with you?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Follow us." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"What do you mean?" Cheng Ke froze.

"I went to the rental house in the morning, and no one followed me," Jiang Yuduo said. "You come here in the morning, and no one follows you. Someone will follow when we are together. At least it is possible for me. When looking for you."

Cheng Ke looked at him, and after a long time, he said softly: "... Cheng Yi?"

"Do you think it's him?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke is not sure about Cheng Yi, and he doesn't want to believe it is Cheng Yi, but he can't help but doubt this situation.

Jiang Yuduo is a boss, but he usually takes a rent and fights for his younger brother. Even if there is an enemy, he can't really commit such a follow-up every day.

It’s been two days since I found someone tracking, but it’s not clear whether it was before. Even if it was only followed for two days, but nothing happened. It takes so long to fight for revenge.

Now it's more like surveillance.

Moreover, when he first rented the house, Cheng Yi appeared in front of him without knowing the address.

If it's surveillance, it's a bit like Cheng Yi's style. Cheng Yi's habit has always been to want everything under control.

It's just that for Cheng Ke, it's not just a sentence.

It's anger.

Cheng Ke sat on the chair and finished eating half of the pancake fruit. His appetite and taste were not affected. The pancake fruit was still delicious, but it was a bit cold.

After eating the pancake fruit, he took a sip of soy milk, but he kept his head up to ninety degrees, and he didn't drink this mouthful of soy milk.

He realized that the soy milk was gone.

"When did you drink it for me?" He shook his empty glass.

"I'll buy you a cup." Jiang Yuduo immediately walked up the stairs.

When passing by him, he grabbed Jiang Yuduo's hand and said: "No need."

"I'm going out to buy a cup of soy milk, there will be nothing wrong, normal behavior." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't behave normally," Cheng Ke said. "I just don't want you to walk away. It's also normal behavior. Just stand here and accompany me."

"... Am I going to sit with you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke laughed. "Okay, why don't you accompany me while mixing the cement."

"Yeah." Jiang Yuduo also smiled.

Jiang Yuduo took off his jacket and threw it aside, rolled his sleeves on the terrace and began to mix cement and mold.

Cheng Ke dragged his chair and sat next to the conductor.

After pouring the cement, I polished the anti-corrosion wooden board. This is easier than sawing the board. It is gray. Cheng Ke took a mask and put it on Jiang Yuduo, staring at him for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuduo raised his head and asked.

"No, it's just..." Cheng Ke was interrupted halfway through the conversation.

"I remind you that talking here can't be withdrawn." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Go!" Cheng Ke scolded. Although wearing a mask, he could still see Jiang Yu's smile, his eyes squinted.

"Actually, I sometimes miss you," Jiang Yuduo lowered his head, holding sandpaper, and continued to polish the board. "If I said it, I wouldn't withdraw it, and you were too guilty."

"Then you will send me a non-withdrawal now." Cheng Ke said.

"I don't miss you now." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...I just let you post one," Cheng Ke said, "not saying you miss me now."

Jiang Yuduo looked at him for a while, put down his hand, took out his phone, lowered his head and poked a few times on the screen, then put away his phone and continued to work.

Cheng Ke's cell phone rang, he smiled, took out his cell phone, clicked on the news that Jiang Yuduo sent, and then froze for a moment: "I fucking! Your grandfather Jiang Yuduo you are naive or not naive?"

-No withdrawal

"I don't fuck|Your uncle is also your more naive young master." Jiang Yu won't lift his head.

Looking at the news, Cheng Ke couldn't help but enjoy for a long time: "I really didn't play this set in elementary school."

"When you were in elementary school," Jiang Yuduo raised his head, "What's it like? Fat? A fat kid?"

"Not fat," Cheng Ke thought for a while. "I'll look for you. My mom's circle of friends posted photos of me as a child."

"Look quickly, can you still see it?" Jiang Yuduo immediately came over.

"It was posted last year, when I was at home, but there was no time for her friend circle," Cheng Ke pulled down all the way, but fortunately, the mother didn't send anything, and there were more than a dozen in a month, which did not turn too long. The time is up, "Just these."

The photos are old photos that were collected when the study room was cleaned up, and the mother scanned it and sent a circle of friends.

The first is Zhang Family Portrait, the second is Cheng Yi, and the third is a photo of Cheng Yi with him.

Cheng Ke opened the third one: "The one on the right is me, and the one on the left is Cheng Yi."

"You..." Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand and enlarged the photo until he alone filled the screen. "You were so cute when you were a kid?"

"The kids are cute," Cheng Ke glanced at him. "What is it?"

"You looked too much like an uncooked dumpling when you were a kid!" Jiang Yuduo said.

"What do you describe, is there any difference between uncooked and cooked?" Cheng Ke listened to music.

"The ones that haven't been cooked are the ones that have been cooked," Jiang Yuduo said. "They're cooked when they're cooked."

"...Oh." Cheng Ke nodded with a smile.

"Can you send me the photo in half?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Why do you want this photo?" Cheng Ke reduced the photo and looked at Cheng Yi on the left.

Cheng Yi was a very cute little boy when he was a child, with round face and big eyes, but he didn't have a smile.

He frowned, and a cute younger brother had grown up and turned into this.

"I also saved pictures of Chen Qing when he was a child," Jiang Yuduo said. "I also took pictures of three and a half years old and saved them. I just want to see what other people were like when I was a child. I don’t know what I was like when I was a child. There are no photos. , Never looked in the mirror."

Cheng Ke suddenly had a congestion in his heart. He hugged Jiang Yuduo's head and gave him a hard kiss on his forehead. Because he used too much force, he felt that his teeth were knocking on Jiang Yuduo's forehead. .

"Fuck," Jiang Yuduo clutched his head. "Are you kissing me or smashing me?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak, and pasted **** his lips in the past.

Jiang Yuduo also covered his head and looked at him. After a while, he lowered his arm: "I thought you would be in a bad mood when you saw Cheng Yi's photo. Does it seem that the interest is good?"

Cheng Ke smiled, bowed his head and poked the photo, and sent his half to Jiang Yuduo.

"If it is Cheng Yi," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "Are you angry?"

"I am now," Cheng Ke turned his phone. The left hand was too agile. The phone fell to the ground. He picked up the phone. "I'm already angry."

"...I didn't see it." Jiang Yuduo said.

"If it's really him," Cheng Ke smiled, "I'll have to settle a general account with him."

Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

pissed off.

anger.

But it seemed to be a little calm, and didn't care too much.

Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo, who was busy on the terrace, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until Jiang Yuduo polished all the sawn boards and brushed with tung oil, he remained in that position and remained unmoved.

"Okay," Jiang Yu snatched him in front of him. "There is nothing to do for now."

"Well," Cheng Ke stood up, moved his tingly legs, and jumped twice. "My buttocks are numb."

Jiang Yuduo didn't think about it. He raised his hand and patted on his **** several times.

"Fuck!" Cheng Ke looked at him in shock, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you say the buttocks are numb?" Jiang Yuduo said, "Just take a few shots, accelerate blood circulation, Chen Qing..."

"You still help Chen Qing pat the butt?" Cheng Ke interrupted him.

"He helped me film," Jiang Yuduo said, "helpful."

Without waiting for him to speak again, Jiang Yu snatched again and slapped: "How is it, is it numb?"

Cheng Ke was speechless: "Did Chen Qing film it with so much effort?"

"Is it strong?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.

"It doesn't make you feel numb..." Cheng Ke sighed. "It's okay, don't numb, don't shoot, I'll shoot you again."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo took the coat and put it on, and helped him put on a sleeve for the coat. "Come on, the car is still underneath."

"Is there anyone in the car?" Cheng Ke asked.

Jiang Yu snatched it to the window, removed the putty put on the glass, and turned downstairs: "Someone."

Cheng Ke followed Jiang Yu to seize Chen Qing's pocket car, and after closing the door, Jiang Yuduo called Chen Qing: "You follow me, I go home, blocking them at the small street."

After he hung up the phone, Cheng Ke asked, "Where are you going?"

"If you don't say what you do," Jiang Yuduo answered very simply.

"I want to be present." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo started the car and turned his head to look at him: "Okay."

After the car drove out, Cheng Ke stared in the rearview mirror. He didn’t see a car catching up. After 20 minutes, he saw a car in the rearview mirror and turned at all three intersections. They followed.

It was almost time for Jiang Yu to take home, and the car turned from the street.

Cheng Ke didn't know how Jiang Yuduo judged, but the direction of the car turning out was the small street where he told Da Bin to block people.

Jiang Yuduo stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. When he got out of the car and walked to the side of Xiaojiekou, he said, "You are behind me."

"Well." Cheng Ke slowed down and followed Jiang Yu's seizure.

From here, turn out to the small street and pass a small street about 30 meters away. Because it is a single line, there are not too many cars.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a car parked diagonally in the middle of the road.

Chen Qing is full of style.

Cheng Ke couldn't help but applaud him.

But as he drew closer, Cheng Ke started to panic again.

He is not afraid to find that this is Cheng Yi's.

He was afraid that these people had nothing to do with Cheng Yi.

"Third Brother," Chen Qing greeted him, holding a water pipe in his hand. "People are inside the car and don't open the door."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. He drew the water pipe from his hand. With a raise in the past, the water pipe bang hit the window of the cab.

Cheng Ke was taken aback by the sudden dull sound.

The people in the car were obviously too frightened and hid abruptly in the middle.

Jiang Yuduo's second stick followed and smashed up.

The stick hit the corner of the window glass, and the glass was smashed.

Dabin followed an elbow in the past and broke open the broken glass, pointing at the person inside: "Don't **** your mother! Move the two of you out today."

"What are you doing? Are you sick?" said the co-pilot, "I call the police! No one wants to leave today!"

Da Bin didn't speak, opened the door directly, and pulled out the driver.

A few little brothers rushed into the car.

The scene was a bit confusing, and Cheng Ke couldn't clearly see the situation in the car, and could only make sure that none of the people who got into the car had a knife in his hand.

But the chaos lasted for a short time, and someone threw a cell phone out of the car.

Chen Qing picked up the phone and looked at it: "Fingerprint."

"Reach out! Don't **** wait for me to chop your fingers!" someone shouted in the car.

The owner of the mobile phone is very strong, and when the hand is pulled out of the car, he holds a fist.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at it, picked up a small piece of broken glass from the ground, and pressed it on the man's hand: "Cut it without releasing."

The man couldn't see clearly what was pressing on his hand, and after a cry, he released his fist.

Chen Qing took the phone and unlocked it.

"Look at the photos." Cheng Ke said.

He didn't know why he had such an idea, but after getting the phone, his first reaction was photos.

Chen Qing poked a few times on his phone, then turned his head suddenly: "Fuck!"

Cheng Ke grabbed the phone.

The first thing I saw was photos of him and Jiang Yuduo.

He and Jiang Yuduo have turned several photos in succession. It seems that they should have been taken in these two days.

Some of Cheng Ke couldn't control his trembling fingers, feeling that his whole body was chilling with anger.

Although these photos don't seem to be a problem, at most they can see that they are relatively close and will spend the night together, but he still wants to smash his phone at this moment.

Jiang Yuduo took the phone: "Do you want to see the call log?"

"No need," Cheng Ke said.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Cheng Yi's number.