Episode 2

There was a sound of "take a tile to complete a set of three", "east wind" and "eight characters" playing mahjong in the VIP box of a luxurious club in R City.

If people didn't know them, people might just think they were the rich second generation. Who would have thought that these young people who were twentysomethings were actually from the powerful and wealthy families who held the economic lifeline of R City. A stomp of any house would make R City tremble. If they cooperate, the R city would be turned upside down.

"Zack, you go back to R city seven days before you think of looking for us brothers out for entertainment. I only remembered to find a few brothers to go out for entertainment. Instead of going to the Paradise Club, we are playing mahjong here?" Neal Flores bit a cigarette in his mouth and threw one dot.

Zackrey Harris casually touched a card and glanced at Neal Flores, "You go to nightclub everyday, can your body bear it?"

When Neal spoke, the cigarette in his mouth moved, "I am not as good as you who practice sanda all the year round, and I am more than enough than the useless rich second generation in R city."

While speaking, he threw one dick into the card pool.

Haley Evans happily took one dick into his hand, pushed the card, "I won! A complete sequence from 1 to 9."

Neal's cigarette fell onto the mahjong table in an instant, and his neck stretched out, carefully looking at Haley's cards on the mahjong table, damn it, he really won.

He lost half a house in the city center.

"Damn, what the hell is your luck, stop playing, stop playing. Let's go to drink. Zack, go, go, go, let's drink." Neal pulled Zackrey's arm as he pulled his cards on the table.

Haley was not angry either, leaned back on the chair, smiled and said, "Today, if you can let Young Master Zackrey go to Paradise Club, you won the game just now."

Dallas Clarke smiled and said nothing.

Neal Flores glanced at the two of them, and his face suddenly became sullen. "What do you mean? We both grew up together, you guys don't want to tell me something?"

Dallas took a peek at Zackrey. There was still a gap between the Dallas's family and Zackrey's family. Seeing that Zackrey didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak without permission. When he was happy, he could say anything. When he was unhappy, even Minister Harris, his grandfather whipped him, he would not compromise.

Neal saw that Dallas and Haley didn't speak, and he asked Zackrey, "What do you mean? Who said he was so fierce top back then? You went to a foreign country and was squeezed out by a foreign girl?"

Zackrey opened the cigarette case and took a cigarette out, lowered his head and lit it, "I haven't used my cock for 20 years, but it's still better than yours!!"

Haley patted Neal on his shoulder, and said, "Don't guess, don't you know Zack's mind?"

Neal blinked and said, "I know what, I'm not the roundworm in his stomach!"

Suddenly he cursed and looked at Zackrey, "It's not because of that boy Qwincy again, right?"

Zackrey shook off a piece of soot and did not deny it.

Neal sat down on the chair, muttering, "It's over, why are you entangled with him again. That Qwincy is so good? Is he worth you tumbling over and over again? You forget your hatred of being sent abroad for the past three years?"

Zackrey didn't speak, and glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was 10:30. Qwincy said that he had an operation in the evening, and it was probably time for him to get off the operating table now.

Suddenly, there was a pouring rain outside, crackling on the glass.

Zackrey put out the cigarette butt, got up and walked to the window, his thick brows tightened. He called Qwincy. It rang for a long time before answering.

"Why you answer so slowly?" Zackrey said, but kept his eyes on the rain outside the window.

Qwincy's voice was as cold as ever, "I just got off the operating table, changing clothes."

Zackrey hummed, "I will let York come to pick you up. You don't drive by yourself."

Qwincy wanted to refuse, but he knew that Zackrey's words were just a notice to him, not a discussion, so he agreed.

"I'm playing cards with my friends tonight. I may go home later. You can make something yourself if you want to eat, or let the restaurant deliver it if you don't want to cook."

Qwincy replied, "Okay."

Zackrey sneered, "This sentence you answer was quick. You don't want to see me so much?"

Qwincy paused over there and said, "No."

Zackrey put the microphone close, and a warm and deep voice came into Qwincy's ear, "It doesn't matter if there is, I will fuck you until you don't."

Qwincy breathed, his voice seemed a little flustered, "I hang up first, my colleague called me."

Zackrey recovered his voice and said it like a gift, "Go, wait for me at home."

Qwincy pressed the hang-up button coldly with his finger, and leaned back against the closet, feeling confused. After three years, this bully was going to torture him endlessly...

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