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As the most powerful person in the northern underground world, Pojun's residence can only be regarded as extremely low-key.

An ordinary residential community, an ordinary top floor leap floor, has a total area of ​​only more than 200 square meters. On weekdays, it is like a middle-aged man who can be seen everywhere. He smiles and is humble and polite when he sees anyone. No one in the entire community, from property to security guards to other neighbors, knows that this friendly man is the most vicious black boss in the north.

However, the property management found that since Po Jun moved in, the phenomenon of petty thefts in their community have almost disappeared. The most direct experience is that the bicycles and electric vehicles in the community have not fallen for a year, and the incident of sliding doors and locks has not happened. There are even a few hooligans and gangsters in the community, who have become much more honest. The property fees should be paid, and no longer speak fiercely with the neighbors. Of course, the property company would not know that this is because of Po Jun, and thought it was the result of the police station being arrested in this area.

Po Jun carried the vegetables he had bought from the vegetable market all the way, and greeted the security guard at the entrance of the community with a smile, as if he was a good husband at home.

When I entered the community, I saw several old ladies chatting downstairs with their grandchildren. Po Jun squatted down to tease the children, and each gave an apple before going upstairs.

After going upstairs, Po Jun's smile suddenly disappeared, his brows frowned, and he looked very bitter and revengeful. But when he arrived in front of his door and pushed the door in, his smile returned to his face again.

"Mr. Wu is back? OK, just come back safely. I'll cook myself today, and you have to taste my skills later."

Usually, Pojun lives alone here. Some subordinates suggest that he be assigned two people to prevent his enemies from doing anything bad, but Pojun rejected it. His subordinates are also strange. People like Pojun live in such places. Logically speaking, various assassinations should be endless. But he lived here for a year, but he has never heard of anyone being unfavorable to Pojun. Are those gangsters who were once powerful but now can only be under Pojun and listen to his orders really so willing to live under the crowd?

How could they know that the black bosses' intention to assassinate Po Jun has never disappeared, but the people they sent have evaporated without exception. Even if they have invited top-notch killers in the world, they have also obtained the same result. No matter how tough those people are, they are just like little chickens when they come to Po Jun.

However, in addition to Pojun, Mr. Wu also has the key here. In fact, Mr. Wu does not need the key. Pojun gave him the key just to show extreme trust.

Just now, Pojun walked into the stairs and found that Mr. Wu was back. He had originally laid out a big picture and directed and acted as a vicious case of killing police and escaping prison, killing and robbing a custody car. Pojun's purpose was to please the officials of Shenpu City where Luo Jin was. As his strongest helper, Mr. Wu also sent Sun Zhi, who was not in the right place, but was extremely powerful here to carry out the final mission, but was still destroyed by Luo Jin. Pojun could not be unhappy, and when he received the news of Sun Zhi's death and the unknown news of Mr. Wu's whereabouts, Pojun was extremely furious. He knew that Mr. Wu must have survived, and the only reason why he survived was that he reached an agreement with Luo Jin.

So his face turned gloomy just now, but Po Jun has such a personality. The more he feels dissatisfied, the happier he smiles on his face. At least, this must be true in front of others.

Mr. Wu has been with Po Jun for more than ten years, but he also knows his personality. However, Mr. Wu is not too worried. If Po Jun wants to do big things, he must need his help. Po Jun himself has a low IQ and his ability to plan and coordinate is also good, but he is a force-type, not an intellectual-type. His planning and coordination ability are gradually accumulated over more than ten or twenty years of bloody storms, which is a world of difference from Mr. Wu's ability in this regard.

In Mr. Wu's opinion, no team like theirs is truly a solid team. When they were there, everyone had to gather together in order to survive. And after returning here, if they did not have too much ambition, then any of them could live a very good life. However, at least he and Pojun are not the kind of people who are willing to live a dull life. In their opinion, since the more than ten or twenty years of experience have improved them to "quasi-superman", they are to make them do something great. If they want to achieve greater achievements, Pojun cannot lack helpers like Mr. Wu. On the contrary, Mr. Wu's dependence on Pojun is much lower, but Pojun's strength is too terrifying, and Mr. Wu dare not disobey his thoughts.

Of course, the necessary postures must be done. After seeing Po Jun enter the door, Mr. Wu hurriedly smiled and pretended that his injuries were still very painful. He went forward and took the things from Po Jun's hand.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I've messed up this time."

Po Jun turned around and went to the bathroom to wash the handle. After coming out, he said, "It's not your fault for this matter. Luo Jin was determined to go against us. Success is a lucky chance, and failure is inevitable. But, it's a pity that Sun Zhi, although that kid is limited in strength, he is always a great help to us."

"Originally, Luo Jin didn't want to kill him..." Mr. Wu did not hide it and told Po Jun about the situation at that time.

After hearing this, Pojun wiped his hands dry and said, "This is like Luo Jin's character. Sun Zhi is better than to succeed!"

The words seemed to be scolding Sun Zhi, but in Mr. Wu's ears, it seemed to be scolding him. In fact, Po Jun was indeed guiding Mr. Wu. There was more than Sun Zhi who was not enough to make a mistake.

"Come on, don't stand, the injuries on your body are not in trouble, right? Choose vegetables with me." Po Jun sat at the table and waved to Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu put all the things on the table, picked up some vegetables with Po Jun, and began to pick them up.

"Boss, I'm this time..."

Pojun stopped him from continuing to speak, but shook the vegetable leaves in his hand and said, "I am in a good mood today. I haven't cooked myself for a long time. No matter what, I will wait for this meal before I have eaten it."

One sentence made Mr. Wu have to put all his words in his heart, carefully observe Po Jun's expression, and carefully select vegetables.

In a short while, all the dishes were selected. Pojun stood up with a smile and took all the meat and vegetables to the kitchen: "You go out and buy some wine. I have no wine here. Let's have two drinks later."

Mr. Wu also couldn't figure out what Po Jun thought. After so many years of time, his understanding of Po Jun was limited to the happier he smiled, and the more annoyed he felt. But now he knew that Po Jun was very angry, but he didn't have the chance to speak. At least at this time, Mr. Wu didn't want to have a quarrel with Po Jun.

After Mr. Wu went out to buy wine, Po Jun heard the door ringing and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. His unique skill of changing faces was really good at teaching students. He smiled so warmly just now, but now his face is as cold as frost.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, do you think you really don't know your little bit of fun? I'm just thinking about the old love that we have to go through life and death together. You'd better be able to tell the difference by yourself, otherwise..." The kitchen knife in Pojun's hand was actually broken into two pieces by him.

"What kind of broken knife is useless at all." Po Jun threw the hand into the trash can, then pulled out a new kitchen knife from the knife holder, and began to cut vegetables in an orderly manner.

From Pojun's attitude of cutting vegetables, he is really good at cooking and very professional. It's not that he uses a good knife, but that he is completely a professional level of a chef.

After Mr. Wu left the door, he was a little stunned. He wanted to listen to the movements in the house, but he did not dare to stay for too long. He knew whether he had left or not. With Po Jun's ears, although he was separated by a floor of doors, he could hear it very clearly. If he had no strength at all, how could Po Jun dare to live alone in such an ordinary community?

On the way to buy wine, Mr. Wu was thinking about Pojun's attitude, or rather, he was thinking about how Pojun would deal with him. At the same time, he was also very annoyed by Luo Jin, not only to say that they destroyed their plan to enter the first and most important stop in the southern underground world, but also successfully used this matter to create a gap between him and Pojun. This gap may have always existed and never disappeared, but Luo Jin absolutely succeeded in surfaceizing this gap. In the past, he and Pojun could hide this thought deeper in their hearts, but now they have to face it. In fact, Mr. Wu was suffering and there was no agreement between him and Luo Jin. Some of them were just that Luo Jin said that the reason why he did not kill Mr. Wu was just to see that he and Pojun bite the dog in the end.

But, not to mention this kind of thing, Mr. Wu couldn't tell Po Jun. Even if he said it, how could Po Jun believe it?

After buying the wine, Po Jun had already prepared all the dishes. When he saw Mr. Wu coming in, he still had a smile on his face: "Ha, I'm just back. I've been cooking the wine. The dishes should be eaten while it's hot to taste good! Oh, I haven't told you yet? Before I got there, I was a chef!"

Mr. Wu was stunned. This was something he really didn't expect, but it was not surprising that he thought about it again. Wasn't he just a depressed elementary school teacher in the past?

After drinking a glass of wine, Pojun picked up the chopsticks, pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Come on, try it and see if it suits the taste. I haven't done it for a long time, and I don't know how to master the heat. This cooking is the same as being a human being, the heat is the most critical. No step ahead or the next step is enough, it's just right..."

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