Here Is the Point We Stop Chapter 3

Damien wiped his face numbly, took out the car keys and chased after the two young men who left on their own.

Before coming here, I had already told the two of them to act with me. Without an invitation, they could not enter the dinner at all.

Thinking about where the two men might be waiting for him, Damien started looking for them nearby.

However, these two people have always behaved strangely, how could they be easily discovered. After searching around outside, he still saw no one. Finally, he cursed bitterly, lost his patience, and went directly into the hall with a cold face.

Unexpectedly, I was stopped when I entered the door.

The waiter stopped him dutifully: "Sir, please show me your invitation."

Damien looked into his pocket with a dull face, but found nothing.

He paused, opened his wallet and looked through it, but there was nothing.

Waiter: polite smile.jpg

I will quietly watch you search.

Damien: ...

He glanced at the waiter who was waiting patiently, and in disbelief he searched his coat pockets for a long time, but still found nothing.

? ?

No, he just put the invitation in his pocket, how could he not find it?

The waiter noticed his embarrassment and said with a smile: "Sir, why don't you go and look around first? There are still guests coming in behind."

At this time, the guest behind said at the right time: "Excuse me, sir, please make way."

Damien stepped aside with a cold face, his face turned blue, and his eyes were a little angry. If he didn't know what was going on by now, he would have lived in vain for so many years: it must be the good deeds of those two little B@st@ards! He said why Martini was so polite this morning and hugged him for breakfast. This guy just wanted to comply with the invitation!

So, when Leon suddenly laughed just now, was it because he was laughing at a joke? !

Damien suddenly made everything go smoothly. He was so angry that he felt like a raging fire was burning behind him. His poker face that he had practiced for many years was broken and his expression became ferocious. He was so angry that he laughed. His whole mental state looked very crazy.

A bit like a seriously ill patient who escaped from a mental hospital.

The strange uncle's weird behavior caused the children of the guests behind him to look at him strangely.

That should not be called a child, it should be called a young man. He is probably about the same age as Leon and Matsuda, taller than his father. He is wearing a neatly ironed black suit, standing there with a strong presence.

Damien keenly caught the curious gaze and looked directly into a pair of very familiar green eyes. However, the owner of the eyes did not panic after being captured. The cold-tempered black-haired young man nodded politely towards him, and then looked away calmly, as if he was just curious because of his strange behavior.

He followed his father and passed the inspection into the hall.

The expression on the waiter's face was different from the official perfunctory before. Now he was obviously much more eager: "Welcome Mr. Akai, Master Akai, please come inside."

He seems to be the son of a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman, immersed in high society, so it is not surprising that he has such a temperament.

When Damien thought about it, the murderous intent and suspicion he had just felt disappeared, and instead he felt more disdain and arrogance.

But he didn't know that the young man he had just let down his guard against had already put him on the blacklist.

After entering the hall, without the chilling murderous intent and hostility, Jason Akai silently relaxed his stiff body.

"Jason Akai, calm down, you are too nervous." Akai Muwu held his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Do you want others to immediately notice that something is wrong with you?"

Jason Akai pursed his lips: "Sorry, father."

"I'm not blaming you."

Akai Muwu sighed. He looked at his eldest son who was already taller than him and was speechless. He is an emotionally reserved person and has never known how to get along with his children. The eldest son's personality has become more and more similar to his own, and he is reticent, which makes it even more difficult for him.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just squeezed the eldest son's shoulder hard: "Go and play, pay attention to safety."

Jason Akai Akai nodded calmly, then silently walked towards the food area where his peers gathered.

The dinner was to start at seven o'clock in the afternoon. It was still very early, but some people had already arrived here early and quickly formed several small circles according to their class.

However, people of this age are said to be young people, but they have not escaped from the youthful youth; they are said to be teenagers, but they have begun to imitate the hypocrisy and coercion of the adult world. However, this imitation is nondescript and very clumsy. It's like playing house.

So childish.

Most of these young people are children of officials and wealthy businessmen. They carry with them the worldly hypocrisy taught by their families, as well as the naive stupidity of being bathed in a glass house.

This takes the childish feeling of playing house to the next level.

Jason Akai stayed away from the incident and commented indifferently.

He really had no interest in trying out those would-be congressmen, would-be detectives, etc., so he simply adopted the persona of an autistic young man and found a place to hide in a corner.

But the place he was looking for didn't seem to have good feng shui. Not long after he sat down, two young men approached the place.

It's not loud, but hard to ignore.

One of the young men in particular gave him a sense of déjà vu as if he was looking in a mirror.

The same long hair, but different from black silver; the same green eyes, but different from calm indifference.

It was like seeing another self through him that was identical yet completely opposite to me.

It's very novel and very interesting.

The first time he saw the silver-haired young man, Jason Akai Akai had a very strong and strange feeling in his heart. If he grew up a little bit, he might know that it was the excitement and eagerness to meet his destined enemy, but he couldn't predict the future now. He only knew that his mood suddenly became less depressed, and he even felt like he had known a stranger for a long time.

He raised his eyebrows, feeling that things had become quite interesting.

He did not hide his gaze, so when the next second, those inhuman green eyes looked at him, Jason Akai was not surprised at all.

He even raised a glass to him in an interesting way, showing a smile that was very uncharacteristic of him and not very dignified.

The latter paused for a moment, then frowned and looked away.

Jason Akai's smile froze: Was it his illusion? Why did he feel a little disgusted by that person?

"What's wrong?" Matsuda had just taken a glass of wine from the waiter when he saw his little boy, Junran, with an unhappy expression on his face as if he had seen something dirty.

He raised his eyebrows: "What did you see?"

He looked around curiously, but didn't see anyone particularly suspicious.

"It's nothing." Leon said lightly, then pressed Matsuda's wrist with one hand and replaced his wine with juice in his heartbroken eyes.

Matsuda: ...

I couldn't drink secretly again, and I felt resentful: "Actually, sometimes it's not necessary to follow the rules too much."

For example, the rule that minors cannot drink alcohol is too ridiculous for the Mafia.

However, he was just complaining lightly and did not really blame his own child for being too persistent in some aspects.

Although he is clearly in the darkness of chaos, he still insists on some principled issues very contradictoryly. This kind of unexpected contrast will always appear in Leon.

Just like his strong rejection of the red light district, like the need to abide by traffic rules, and even, he obediently stayed away from some R1818 albums and games... This kind of rule is ordinary for normal people. , but appearing in a killer is a bit... dull and cute?

Is this probably Capricorn?

Matsuda recalled something new he heard from an aristocratic lady when he was on a mission not long ago. It was said that it was very popular in the West to use zodiac signs to judge personal character.

Leon's birthday is December 23rd. According to the lady, people born on this date are Capricorns.

One of the major personality traits of Capricorns is that they are pragmatic, calm, conservative and radical, or to put it bluntly, they are a bit rigid.

Matsuda thought about it carefully and found that it really fit Leon's personality.

It seems that these little things are really useful?

Matsuda was very interested in this, and then asked the lady with great interest for a detailed explanation. He found that he was born on November 22 and was actually a Scorpio. The character of a Scorpio is strict, loyal, cold on the outside and hot on the inside... Possessive and vindictive?

Matsuda agrees with the first point, but does not quite agree with the last two points.

He looked up the compatibility of Scorpio and Capricorn: they are actually the same type of people, cold and independent, strong-willed, and often have conflicts in their relationships because of the issue of dominance...

Matsuda couldn't stand the rest.

He closed the book expressionlessly and threw it into the fireplace, so he didn't see the word "soulmate" below.

He just angrily added some firewood to the fireplace, and then looked at the jumping sparks, and naturally thought: Sure enough, this kind of nonsense is not reliable at all.

In short, no matter what others think, Jinpei Matsuda thinks that his son's temper is quite funny, so he always likes to amuse him with alcohol and some movies that are not suitable for children. Watching him get angry is an interesting diversion in his boring life.

Under Leon's stare, Matsuda drank the juice obediently, and then gloated: "Do you think the uncle has come in now? He is not still trapped outside, this is too embarrassing."

"You know what you are asking, your character is getting worse and worse." Leon commented sharply.

Obviously, he left with satisfaction only after seeing how embarrassed Damien was after being stopped outside the door, but now he started to pretend to care about him.

It's terrible. The bad-tempered little leopard who was stupid and believed a lie is now starting to become more cunning.

Leon thought that he was completely led astray by Serena.

Elliot did not deny Leon's comment. He smiled and picked a not-too-sweet cake from the dessert next to him: "Eat something. You didn't eat the meal just now. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Leon refused: "It will make you feel more uncomfortable if you eat it."

It would be better to let him suffer than to ask him to eat those greasy sweet pastries.

Matsuda looked at him disapprovingly and was about to say something when a low voice sounded before him, and at the same time, a piece of chocolate cake was handed to Leon.

The black-haired young man took the initiative to explain his purpose: "You don't look very well, would you like to have some dessert to replenish your energy?"

Leon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized that this was the young man who made him a little afraid. He didn't quite understand what this person was going to do.

But now that he's here, Leon won't miss the opportunity to test it out.

His expression didn't change, and he was about to raise his hand to take the pastry.

A slender and powerful hand suddenly appeared and pushed away the plate of chocolate cake without question.

I saw my own little boy, Xiao Xunran, stepping in front of him, staring at the young man with an unfriendly look, his blue eyes full of warnings, and his tone was slightly cold: "Sorry, he eats my food, and never eats food given by strange strangers."