After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the face of the God of Death changed suddenly. He stared at Zhao Xiaohan's eyes tightly, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes. However, Zhao Xiaohan naturally did not take the fierce murderous intent of the God of Death, but just glanced at him lightly, turned his head, and inadvertently placed his eyes on Zhao Xiaolong. When Zhao Xiaolong touched Zhao Xiaohan's eyes, he subconsciously lowered his head, dodged in his eyes, and did not dare to look at Zhao Xiaohan's eyes, and the atmosphere also became a little solidified at this moment.

"Zhao Xiaohan, no matter how smart you are, so what? Isn't it betrayed by his closest brother?" In his ears, Yehe Matsushita's slightly mocking voice sounded. After hearing Yehe Matsushita's voice, Zhao Xiaohan ignored him and just lit a cigarette for himself, walked straight towards Zhao Xiaolong, gently sniffed a cigarette, and Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "Why?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Han." Zhao Xiaolong squirmed his mouth and gently spit out these words from his mouth. After hearing Zhao Xiaolong's words, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes narrowed slightly and asked again: "Why?"

Why, Zhao Xiaohan asked two whys in a row, and everyone present understood. Zhao Xiaohan was angry, but most of the people present were watching with a gloating mentality. When Zhao Xiaohan said why again, Zhao Xiaolong immediately fell into silence.

"I understand." After a long time, Zhao Xiaolong didn't speak, and Zhao Xiaohan finally spoke again: "They can give it to you, but I can give it to you, they can't give it to you, such as friendship, respect, the future, and the sincerity."

Silence. When Zhao Xiaohan said this, the entire living room suddenly fell into silence. Only Coach Xian looked at Zhao Xiaohan with interest, and a slightly vulgar smile appeared on his face. The God of Death was still cold. He had always hated Zhao Xiaohan to the core.

"I respect your choice, and I hope you can find another sky that belongs to you here. I hope you can fly higher and farther. At the same time, I hope your future will be broader. As a brother who has watched you grow up since childhood, the only thing I can do now is to hope you can live a happier life." After saying this, Zhao Xiaohan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, sighed deeply, turned around, and whispered a soft sentence to Zhao Xiaolong: "But from today on, you and I are no longer brothers. We can only be enemies."

After saying this, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and came out. During this period, a warrior in black stood up and wanted to block Zhao Xiaohan's way. However, he had just stood up. Zhao Xiaohan just turned his head coldly and looked at him coldly. His eyes were full of murderous intent, without a trace of human feelings. The warrior in black looked directly at him no longer dared to take a step forward. From beginning to end, Zhao Xiaolong didn't say a word, but just looked at Zhao Xiaohan's lonely figure and stared quietly in a daze. In this way, everyone in the living room looked at Zhao Xiaohan's slightly haggard back, disappeared bit by bit in the living room, disappeared from everyone's sight, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

"Mr. Death, why don't Zhao Xiaohan stay?" Seeing Zhao Xiaohan leaving here sway, Matsushita Yehe couldn't help but speak. It seemed that his face was ugly, and his mood didn't look very good. Yes, in his territory, in front of so many people, Zhao Xiaohan actually left swayingly. If it spread, how should he have in the future?

"I can't stay." After being silent for a long time, the God of Death said this softly. It sounded like he was very unconfident and unconfident. He was completely different from the God of Death who had a strong sense of conceit just now. However, these two extremely contradictory personalities appeared on the God of Death at the same time.

"How is it possible? No matter how powerful Zhao Xiaohan is, he will not be your opponent, right?" Matsushita Yehu was very surprised by the words of the God of Death. He had seen the strength of the God of Death with his own eyes. In his eyes, the God of Death is a person with superpowers. A person with superpowers is just like killing an ant when dealing with an ordinary person. However, what he did not expect was that in the vast land of China, the only one with superpowers is not the only one with superpowers.

"You have too many words. I said, I will take Zhao Xiaohan's life, but it's not today." It's obvious that the tone of death was already a little cold. He was already angry. After the words came, the God of Death stood up and left. After the God of Death left, Matsushita Noha was stunned. He couldn't say a word for it for a long time. Of course, when the God of Death left, Coach Xian slowly stood up and smiled slightly at Noha Matsushita Matsushita and said, "Mr. Matsushita, if you want Zhao Xiaohan's life, next time, please ask first, will we Chinese agree? The life of the Chinese can only be taken by Chinese, not islanders. Do you understand?"

Although Coach Xian said this sentence with a smile, the threat in his words was self-evident. When Coach Xian said this, Norima Matsushita was stunned and stared at Coach Xian and walked away again. In an instant, in the living room that was so lively that it was suddenly quiet that even a steel needle fell to the ground could be heard.

"Baga, die, die!" After everyone left, Norima Matsushita finally couldn't help it. He slapped the table, and the wine glass on the table also fell to the ground, shattering the ground. Seeing Norima Matsushita getting so big, Zhao Xiaolong sneered, stepped forward, and spoke softly: "Mr. Matsushita doesn't need to get so big fire. Just leave it to me to deal with Zhao Xiaohan. No one needs help. Leave his life to me. Of course, please don't forget to agree to my promise."

"You can deal with Zhao Xiaohan?" Seeing so many people helpless with Zhao Xiaohan, Matsushita Yehe obviously didn't believe Zhao Xiaolong's words. After hearing Matsushita Yehe's words, Zhao Xiaolong chuckled and raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to worry about this matter. You just need to fulfill your promise to me."

"Of course, if you can deal with Zhao Xiaohan, I will definitely fulfill my promise." Seeing Zhao Xiaolong's confidence, Matsushita Yehe's mood suddenly improved a lot, and a smile appeared on his face. After hearing Matsushita Yehe's words, Zhao Xiaolong shook his head gently and said, "No, Mr. Panasonic, you misunderstood what I mean. I mean, you fulfill your promise first, and I will deal with Zhao Xiaohan, otherwise, we will have nothing to talk about. No one else can do it except me."

"Perform the promise first?" Matsushita Yehe looked at Zhao Xiaolong in confusion, as if he was hesitant, and a little nervous. Looking at Matsushita Yehe Yehe's hesitant look, Zhao Xiaolong continued to speak: "Yes, fulfill the promise first. My purpose is very simple. What I want to do is to be the uncrowned king of Yanjing. Many people say that Zhao Xiaohan returns to Yanjing this time and is involved in underground forces. It is the return of the king. Haha, I don't believe that there can only be one king in Yanjing, whether in the future or now, that is me, Zhao Xiaolong, do you understand, Mr. Panasonic?"

"Okay, how do you need me to help you?" Yehe Matsushita gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. Seeing Yehe Matsushita gritting his teeth, Zhao Xiaolong's face showed an undetectable smile: "It's very simple. I want 30 million working capital and some weapons support. Of course, there are also your invisible killers. I want them to obey all my orders and commands. Within a month, I will take down the entire Yanjing. At that time, Zhao Xiaohan will naturally die without a burial place."

"Why should I believe you?" Matsushita Yehe was a little unhappy when he heard Zhao Xiaolong's conditions. Yes, Zhao Xiaolong's conditions were indeed a bit harsh about Matsushita Yehe, but Zhao Xiaolong naturally did not take his suspicion about Matsushita Yehe. He knew that Matsushita Yehe would definitely agree to him. He just smiled softly and said, "Just relying on the only one who dares to promise you to deal with Zhao Xiaohan now, I am the only one who can deal with Zhao Xiaohan. I know Zhao Xiaohan very well. All his weaknesses and his personality, no one knows him better than me. He knows himself and his enemy, and will not be defeated by a hundred battles."

After hearing Zhao Xiaolong's words, Matsushita Yehe fell into silence again. He raised his head, looked at Zhao Xiaolong in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and nodded and said, "Okay, I can agree to your conditions, but I also have a condition, that is, if you can't take Yanjing within a month, you should not live in this world. I don't want to see a waste, do you understand?"

"Haha, if I can't take Yanjing in a month, I won't live in this world." Zhao Xiaolong smiled: "Do you think if I lose, Zhao Xiaohan will leave my life? For a man, there are only two things that he can't accept the most. One is that his woman betrayed him, and the other is that his brother betrayed him. I betrayed Zhao Xiaohan. If he loses, there is no other way out except death."
Chapter completed!