Wei Jun didn't speak along the way, seeing that it was getting late, Changmao did not drive the car to the billiard room, but drove directly to the place where Wei Jun lived.

This is a private villa with a small area, but fortunately, although the sparrows are small, they are all complete with all kinds of organs, including parking lots, ponds, gardens, rockery, etc., and the whole villa is designed very cleverly, using every inch of land to the point, without any waste, nor do people feel stingy.

The villa is designed in the most traditional Chinese style, with red bricks and green tiles, and a total of three floors. In addition to Wei Jun's wife and a pair of twin children, Changmao lives here. When Wei Jun ran from the northeast to Shiyan, he only brought Changmao one brother, who was loyal to him. He was not a brother but better than a brother.

As soon as the two walked into the villa, a pair of twins, who were only about four or five years old, rushed up together. The brother and sister looked a bit like the light makeup woman on the sofa, and their two delicate and beautiful faces were filled with happy and satisfied smiles.

"Dad!" The boy rushed into Wei Jun's arms.

The girl with pink and jade pierced into Changmao's arms and shouted happily: "Uncle Changmao."

The long hair showed a relaxed and cheerful smile, kissed the girl on the face, allowing the girl to catch her long purple hair that is absolutely taboo for others.

The light makeup woman on the side had a kind and satisfied smile on her face. She stared at the scene in front of her and couldn't bear to speak. Until Wei Jun took the initiative to ask if the meal was ready, she nodded and prepared for the meal.

The two children were brought to the dining room, and the nanny had already set up the dishes and chopsticks with the help of the hostess, and the meal was enjoyable.

After the meal, the two children still pestered the two older men to tell stories. Wei Jun had no choice but to tease his well-behaved children. While telling the story, he showed his father's unique gentle and kind gaze.

Suddenly, the phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was a text message. Wei Jun's face changed.

"What's wrong? Do you have something to do to go out?" the woman on the side asked with concern.

The long-haired brows frowned slightly.

"Oh, it's okay." Wei Junqiang was happy, but put down the child in his arms, winked at Changmao on one side, and then said to the woman: "Oh, I have something to talk to Changmao."

After saying that, Wei Jun took Changmao directly to the study room on the second floor.

After sitting down, the nanny brought the tea and retreated.

"Little Tiger?" Changmao said in a deep voice.

Wei Jun did not say anything, handed me a cigarette to Changmao, and after finishing his own head, he felt as if he had made up his mind suddenly, and took out the phone and pulled out a number and said, "Xiao Liu, order me a ticket to Lhasa, and it will be tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Jun walked to the bookshelf and twisted a vase. There was a chirping sound. The bookshelf automatically opened a dark grid, and pulled out a bank card from the dark grid, and Wei Jun handed it to Changmao.

Changmao did not go to pick up the card, but frowned and said, "Brother Jun, do you want me to leave?"

"Changmao, we have been in a relationship with each other for many years. We are not brothers, but I treat you as my family. At this critical moment, don't stay by my side anymore. I did not read this wrong with Ma Liu. It is indeed a good material and has the qualification to be a hero. This time he will not let us live again, otherwise he will be uneasy for the rest of his life. Xiaohu will come to me tomorrow. You will leave to Tibet to find a living Bodhisattva. I met him one time back then. He once said that I would be in trouble in my forties.

, you can go and join him. If you go there, I will say that he will naturally take you in. You also understand that the people sent by Qin Ba must have been killed by Xiaohu now. Even if Ma Liu is willing to let us go, Qin Ba will not give up. Master Dan Dao Mu and Xiaohu are not the ones you and I can deal with. I guess even Crazy Cheng may not be able to control these two people. Only the living Bodhisattva can have the ability to protect your life. If I am gone, don’t avenge me. All of this is destined!" Wei Jun said with a serious expression.

Who is the living Bodhisattva? This is a taboo in the world. Generally no one will talk about him, but once he talks about this person, those who understand will remember a sentence that once circulated in the world decades ago - "Serve people in life and death, gods and immortals, and ghosts and gods will not be alarmed to live Bodhisattvas."

Living gods have not appeared in the world for more than ten years, and living Bodhisattvas are said to rarely leave Tibet, but the legendary stories about the two people are enough to write a number of millions of words, and they are all first-class figures in fairy tales.

I never expected that Wei Jun had a friendship with the Living Bodhisattva, and Changmao was also enthusiastic, but he refused to leave no matter what. He frowned and said, "Brother Jun, we won't say anything big. I just know one thing, you are my eldest brother, you used to be, now, and in the future, I will be with you. If Xiaohu really wants to kill us, it will not be that simple thing."

"I really won't leave?" Wei Jun's face changed.

"Don't leave!" Changmao said firmly.

Bang.

Without saying a word, Wei Jun knelt down all of a sudden, kneeling down, kneeling down on the sky, kneeling down on the ground, kneeling down on his parents. Wei Jun never knelt down again, but today, he knelt down and kneeled for his brothers.

"If you still treat me as your elder brother, just leave. After finding the living Bodhisattva, don't come out again. Just live the life of an ordinary person there. I think no one dares to cause trouble in the hands of the living Bodhisattva. Remember, when you went to Tibet to go to a temple called Adas, and look for the living Buddha there. If you want to find the living Bodhisattva, you will say that it was introduced by an old friend in the Northeast, you will definitely find him." Wei Jun said word by word.

Changmao's face turned pale all of a sudden. He wanted to help Wei Jun up, but the latter could not get up. In desperation, he could only nod and said, "Brother Jun, I'll listen to you, I'll leave."

When Wei Jun stood up, Changmao said again: "Brother Jun, let's go together!"

Shaking his head, Wei Jun smiled bitterly, "I can't leave. The world is so big, there is no place for me to live. Besides, I want to live a plain life. If I want to lose my freedom, I would rather not live. Besides, I still have my wife and children. The living Bodhisattva said that he was giving me a good fate, but he also said that my fate with him has ended and there will be no chance to meet again, so I asked you to find him. I have thought about it. According to Xiaohu's personality, even if I can't live, my family will not have any trouble."

Changmao wanted to say something, but Wei Jun waved his hand and said, "Okay, get this card and leave immediately. Go to the train station to find Xiao Liu to get the ticket. There are 20 million in this card, which is enough for you to use it for the rest of your life."

"Brother Jun——".

Wei Jun turned his head, his eyes were red, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go!"

Changmao knelt down with a bang and said, "Brother Jun, I can listen to you. I will leave immediately, but if you have anything, I will definitely avenge you!"

"You?!" Wei Jun turned his head, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Changmao turned around and left without stopping for a moment. When he reached the door, he stopped a little, but he didn't turn his head.

After sitting in the study for two hours, he went downstairs and the child was already asleep. Wei Jun's wife, who was good-looking and virtuous, sat on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Wei Jun, she said with concern: "What's wrong? Is something happened?"

"No, I asked Changmao to help me with something. I guess he won't be at home soon." Wei Jun hugged the woman in his arms and said with a faint smile.

The woman wanted to speak but stopped, leaning in the arms of Wei Jun.

Early the next morning, Wei Jun drove out, but not far from the villa, Xiaohu squatted on the street.

Wei Jun parked the car next to Xiaohu, who got into the car and sat in the passenger cab.

"Your brother asked you to come?" Wei Guo smiled bitterly.

"No." Xiaohu said lightly.

Wei Jun was a little surprised that Xiaohu was not murderous intent today, which made him a little confused. Could it be that Xiaohu was here to kill him?

But soon, Xiaohu got back to the point and took a breath and said, "I'm sorry, I can't let my brother be in a little danger. I know that Changmao is no longer in Shiyan. In fact, I can kill him, but I let him go, it's just you, I'm sorry."

Xiaohu said seriously.

...

When Ma Liu returned to the club, he always felt a little awkward. Perhaps because he was warned by Xiaodao, he felt that everyone looked a little strange now, but Ma Liu was still Ma Liu, and his humble smile still remained.

When I entered the door, I handed cigarettes to several security guards as usual, and greeted Brother Wen, and then went to the second floor.

Xiaolan was already waiting there, but today he no longer smiled at Ma Liuyi like he did a few days ago. Ma Liu always felt that the girl looked a little jealous, but he pretended to be stupid and pretended not to see it. Xiaolan didn't say much, but just explained the things she should pay attention to in her daily work, and left by himself, leaving Ma Liu to stay in the Peony Pavilion.

There were no guests all morning, nor were there no guests, but most of the guests went to other halls, so Ma Liu seemed a little idle. When it was about to get off work, Xiaoyu summoned Ma Liu again, but didn't say anything. She just smiled and praised Ma Liu, which made Ma Liu a little confused.

But now when I see Xiaoyu again, Ma Liu has already labeled her hypocritical with preconceptions, and secretly muttered in his heart that this woman is really a natural actor, and the acting is so real!

When he got off work, Ma Liu received another text message, an unfamiliar number, and the text message was very short, just a few words: "The future troubles have been eliminated."

Ma Liu smiled and took a long breath. He let down a stone in his heart, but when he thought that Wei Jun had helped him, he felt a little sad.

Ma Liu could only smile bitterly. He said that he wanted to be a hero, and the price of being a hero is sometimes just to do things against his conscience.

No matter how understanding is, Ma Liu bought some wine in the evening, cooked two side dishes at home alone, and then drank. Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, Shen Menghan took the initiative to talk to him and was ignored by him. He had not finished the last few bottles of wine and was already drunk!

The drunk Ma Liu sang with bamboo chopsticks in his hand and sang "The Legend of Ji Hai" by Cao Song of the Tang Dynasty.

"The country and the country are in war, how can you live in the people? Don't talk about being a marquis? One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone..."

Ma Liu's voice was hoarse, the sound quality was sad and tear-jerking, like an elegy.

Shen Menghan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Ma Liu with sadness in her eyes. She suddenly felt that Ma Liu was really a man with a story.
Chapter completed!