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Chapter five hundred and sixtieth IX Going south and going north

Chapter 569 Going south and north

After the two of them had a long time of laughter and fun, Su Yunli finally stopped teasing Wang Xiao. She snuggled gently in Wang Xiao's arms, and the smile on the corner of her mouth made Wang Xiao very happy. However, such happiness was obviously for them, they had come too much to cherish the opportunity too much to microseconds.

After a while, Wang Xiao had no intention of sleeping. He was very upset. After tossing and turning a few times, he didn't want to wake Su Yunli, who was sleepy again. Wang Xiao simply got out of bed, wrapped in his pajamas, and walked directly to the window to find a box of top-quality Tieguanyin that few people could move. In the Su family, except for Mr. Su, who was interested in tea, basically few people liked to drink this thing. Wang Xiao weighed the tea in his hand and immediately understood the preciousness of the tea. Although he didn't know how much more expensive this bulk tea was than the mass-produced things in those machines, everyone understood the truth. Just like a car, purely handmade ones are always much more expensive than mass-produced ones by machines. This is a systematic concept that cannot be changed in a short time.

He didn't understand what it means to make tea. He just made a pot of boiling water, and a lot of tea leaves scattered in a few details. He blew the hot smoke on it casually. He took a sip and slap his mouth. The taste was OK. After all, the tea stored in the Su family was much better than the bitter teas I usually drink in the mountains, but it was much worse than what Su Huansheng drank. However, Wang Xiao also understood that this was probably not on the tea leaves, and it was probably because he didn't know how to cook tea at all.

Instead of returning to the bedroom, he came to the bedroom unique. After closing the bedroom door softly, he sat on the ordinary square stool that had never been replaced with luxurious seats. Wang Xiao was enjoying his own quiet and exclusive space. His mind was still as chaotic as ever. The Qinglong Association in Hong Kong acted ruthlessly and had an extreme style. This was always a huge heart disease in his heart. Although he was willing to wait for the Qinglong Association in Beijing to arrive, if so, it would inevitably be a scene of devastating creatures at that time, which Wang Xiao would never want to see!

After thinking for a long time, Wang Xiao couldn't make up his mind. Once he planned to go south, the Hong Gang and the brothers in the princelings would definitely withstand a considerable blow. If he waited for Qinglong, although he could take up all the right time, place and people, Wang Xiao would not have expected how much hardships would those ordinary people have to endure!

After waiting until a pot of tea was finally finished, Wang Xiao turned on the lights and by the way he ran to the corridor to see if the lights in the bedroom were on, so as not to worry that Su Yunli had woken up. He touched the small notebook that had been placed on the desk for a long time, and looked at it from beginning to end. There were not many people inside, basically all of them who had been defeated in his hands. Of course, there were also people who were about to show up. They could easily count them with two hands and one foot. Three of them were the ones that Wang Xiao paid special attention to. One was naturally Murong Xuan, the big owl of the capital city who had been valued for a long time, and the other was Han Podi, the president of the Qinglong Society. As for the other, Han Pobing, the dead Han Pobing.

Han Pobing's death was not beyond Wang Xiao's expectations, but the process was a little simpler in Wang Xiao's opinion. He did not want Shadow Hall or Land Rover to break into Kowloon, Hong Kong, but he did not expect the process to be so straightforward. It seems that this person has no one to value it a little.

Looking down and looking at it for a while, his gaze was already on Han Podi and Murong Xuan. The former was domineering, the latter was introverted and sloppy, and there was basically nothing worth paying attention to except for the general background and the huge Murong Sect officialdom in the capital after stepping out of Hong Kong. But after Murong Xuan's name, he noted it in a bracket: a stubborn master who has the courage to bow his head and has the confidence to raise his head.

The pen tip is quite steady. As soon as you look, you know how much effort Wang Xiao put into writing these words. Murong Xuan is naturally more worthy of Wang Xiao's attention. He smiled silently and continued to open more than ten pages that he had read more than thirty times before. Many of the hook and hook paintings were made by Su Changsheng. Looking at the handwriting with great force, Wang Xiao certainly understood Su Changsheng's ulterior motives, otherwise he would not be so generous to these characters.

Su Changsheng gave detailed outlines, one of which was taken seriously by Wang Xiao. Its name was strange and called Maozai. He was a wise general in Han Podi. Nowadays, he still has such a profession in the gang. He probably is really capable. Otherwise, it would be impossible to say that he has no skills at all. All the power plans in the gang will be left to this guy.

Maozai, original name Li Mao, is an authentic Hong Kong gangster. He is now 28 years old and is about to go to the third place in a blink of an eye. He once had a heroic family background. His great-grandfather suffered a lot of blows and persecution in Hong Kong during the War of Resistance Against Japan. Later, he survived and gained a lot of benefits from the government. However, after his father's generation, he began to decline gradually. All the cash and real estate in his family were squandered. In desperation, after Li Mao's generation, he had completely become a poor industry. If he wanted to rise, he would not have been able to do so.

There is basically no possibility for the three-no-person who has no background or ability. Maozai Li Mao was desperate and had to come to the gang and seek help to see if he could use his skills to keep going inside. As a result, he has been in the current position of the second-in-command in this huge Qinglong Association. He is not the position of president, but his words can definitely be called a good word. His family has also begun to grow and rise, and gradually found his own place in the mixed Qinglong Association!

On paper, Maozi's past is really brilliant enough!

Looking at Maozai's history of bloody and tears, Wang Xiao was filled with sighs and feelings. After careful study and consideration for a long time, he finally came up with a result. Anyone who stood up must try to try what it feels like to kneel down.

Among the more than ten pages of information, the current Qinglong Club, and the only three people on the bill, can be seen in Wang Xiao's magic eyes. As for Su Changsheng and Old Emperor Su, there is probably no possibility of even entering the magic eyes. Their conceit has more or less surpassed their own abilities, and Wang Xiao can only smile bitterly at this.

However, the appearance rate of these three people in Wang Xiao's eyes is naturally high and low. Murong Xuan is the highest, and Han defeated the enemy second. No matter how awesome the cat with only brain power and no force is a waste of brain cells. Knowledge has simple changes in fate these days, but if knowledge saves life, it will waste a lot of strength. Wang Xiao has a deep understanding of this. After spending time and chewing it carefully, he finally came up with Jaylen. Murong Xuan can be reborn and can soar in the sky. If there is no moisture in this information, this guy is probably a super expert with great wisdom and close to demons!

"It seems that who will die in the end? It depends on the battle between me and Murong Xuan." Wang Xiao said with a wry smile. He looked at the time and had already beaten 4:30 in the morning, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all. He got up again and made half a cup of tea for himself. However, before he sat down again, he suddenly became addicted to smoking. To be honest, he didn't have much feeling about cigarettes. After all, even the cigarette box clearly stated that smoking is harmful to health, but when he thought of cigarettes, he would inevitably think of Yang Baixiong, who always had two packs of cigarettes. After a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he gently walked to the huge balcony, looking at the scenery of Jingnan City that was still prosperous even in the early morning, feeling the refreshing breeze blowing around, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

But the next moment, Wang Xiao, who was smoking and enjoying the beautiful scenery while enjoying the beautiful scenery, suddenly turned around and stood at Su Yunli who had not had time to hide. He smiled helplessly. The other party's sleepy eyes were not sleepy, which made him sigh even more. He walked over and tidied up Su Yunli's hair that was a little messy due to sleeping, and said with a smile: "Do you have insomnia?"

"Fortunately, when I woke up, I found that you didn't know where you went, so I came out to take a look. Seeing that the lights in the study were on, but you were not inside, I could only look for them aimlessly." Su Yunli smiled. She knew Wang Xiao's usual routine of work and rest. As long as it was not because of something, she would go to bed on time at 11 o'clock in the evening and get up at 5:30 in the morning, the two of them had lived together for a long time. Wang Xiao, who was so abnormal today, really made her question.

"Wife, do you want to share it?" Wang Xiao said with a smile. He knew that Su Yunli was a woman with Jinchuan. If she really shared it with her, maybe Su Yunli could give herself a pretty good answer.

However, Su Yunli shook her head with a smile and said, "What can be shared is not called a worry anymore. I believe my man can accomplish this."

Looking at Su Yunli's confident and sunny eyes, Wang Xiao suddenly felt that he was not worthy of the other party. After cursing himself in his heart, he smiled and said to Su Yunli: "In fact, there are still two things I want to share with my wife. One thing is that I want to go south, but I am worried that I can't convince my brothers. Another thing is that I should go back quickly, Chixiao, the sword of Emperor Dao, let's go back quickly. This thing is too murderous. Although I can control it, it is under the premise of a person who can match me. You also know that I have experienced some bad pasts. Once you get angry, you may have to fight to the death with whom. In the end, no one is worth it."

Su Yunli laughed and then said, "The first thing you should discuss with a few brothers, especially our father. I can understand what you are thinking. If you can reduce the casualties of the southern Beijing population, you must reduce it. But wherever people are not people, you can't lead the Hong Gang and the Prince's Party to meet with the Qinglong Association in some cities in southern China, and then play wildly in other people's territory, right?"

"The Qinglong will go north?" Wang Xiao asked in disbelief. He didn't know the news.

Su Yunli nodded and said, "Although I don't leave the house for nothing, the old man at home has so many eyeliners in his hands, even our father with great powers can't explain it clearly. His understanding of the world is something you and I can't believe. These things are probably told by some old friends in Hong Kong."

After carefully savoring the news, Wang Xiao's heart was filled with doubts and shock. If the Qinglong Association really planned to go north, the officials in the capital who had already started to take action would just accumulate news and personnel for them. In this case, he had originally planned to wait for the rabbit, but in the end, someone might poke the backbone.

After taking a slight breath of air conditioning, Wang Xiao heard Su Yunli continue to say: "As for the Sword of Emperor Dao Chi Xiao, this thing should belong to you. So Zuo Youyou, who is proficient in magical weapons, has already said that you should not be humble. Besides, the director of the museum in the capital has already put it on with a fake. In fact, this kind of thing generally does not put the genuine thing in the exhibition day by day, and it is not useless to hold it. As for murderous aura, I guess it is a mental state. If you really can't get out, let's find a good psychiatrist and determine your condition first."

After being slightly ashamed, Wang Xiao could only bite the bullet and push the matter to the point. He looked at Su Yunli's smiling eyes and couldn't help but hold the other person's hand, wanting to have a more affectionate hug. But in the end, Su Yunli hugged Wang Xiao himself, both not light and heavy, with a look of innocence and ambiguousness that was incompatible with her age. She didn't say a word, but just hugged her so simply. In fact, what Wang Xiao didn't know in his heart was that Su Yunli had always had some grudges about Zuo Youyou. Although she could accept Li Jinyan and could accept Hong Yan, those girls were all their later figures after all. Zuo Youyou was Wang Xiao's old lover. Whenever she thought about it, it always made Su Yunli feel a kind of awkward heart that was so compelling to love.

At this moment when Wang Xiao was in her arms, suddenly Wang Xiao sighed and said, "If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for?"

After Su Yunli was stunned for no reason, her cheeks were already red, and her body trembled slightly. Finally, at the moment before dawn, she gently ran out of Wang Xiao's arms, wearing a pair of cute big-headed slippers, and turned around in three steps and said, "I'll make breakfast for you."

Looking at the beautiful back, Wang Xiao's heart was filled with joy.
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