Everyone has their own devils

Everyone has their own devils

That long and clear touch, silent!

Then the masked woman's body stuttered slightly, and a wisp of blood came out from the left body. The sharp-eyed Zhao Heng caught a three-inch silver needle shot out from the wound, and then nailed it to a tree. It was obvious that the masked woman was plotted against, but she continued to evacuate as soon as she pressed the wound. //Fastest //%Net

"Swish!"

Two sharp sounds came out, and two figures flashed out!

Zhao Heng looked upwards and was about to find that the two of them were also traveling through the woods, running in the direction of the masked woman. The speed was so fast that it was rare. There was no doubt that it was the Qing Gang master brought by Zhang Xiaolin. A trace of complex emotions flashed through Zhao Heng's eyes, but he quickly returned to peace.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaolin was so cunning in his work and had to deal with him more attentively in the future.

"Gangmaster Zhang, I'm showing off."

Zhao Heng threw the machete to the ground: "I didn't expect the other party to be so strong."

Zhang Xiaolin's face was a little playful, and he looked at Zhao Heng with a smile and said, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. If you escape, you will run away. Sooner or later, you will have a chance to dig out the mastermind behind it. As long as you believe that the Qing Gang is not the murderer, the Qing Gang has a friendly relationship with you, don't be provoked."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolin did not get rid of the enemy's frustration, nor was he angry that Zhao Hengheng was kind to do bad things, but just showed a very warm smile, pointing at Zhao Heng, and pointing at himself: "Everyone may not be friends, but they must not be enemies. This is Boss Du's!"

Zhang Xiaolin breathed a long breath:

"I have always kept it in mind. Brother Zhao, you shouldn't question me, right?"

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "Of course not."

Zhang Xiaolin stretched and said, "Three people, there are people with ulterior motives now. For your safety reasons, please let me and the Qing Gang escort you all the way!" Then he looked at Du Ziyan: "Especially Sister Du, safety is the priority, there are too many people who are scattered."

Uncle Lu took a step forward and replied politely: "Thank you, Gang Master Zhang, for your kindness, but you don't need to bother with Qing Gang brothers! The Du family's nephew is coming soon." Then he added a lot: "Gang Master Zhang, thank you for your help today. Boss Du will definitely thank Qing Gang brothers another day."

Uncle Yu Lu came, and only the sons and nephews of the Du family could trust him at this moment.

Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand and said, "It's a simple task, so don't worry about it. Besides, I'm proving my innocence. Otherwise, the whole Huahai would think that the Qing Gang was plotting against Zhao Heng, which would damage the reputation of the Qing Gang!" At this point, he looked at Zhao Heng and said, "Is the Qing Gang sincere enough?"

Zhao Heng looked calm: "Thank you, Gangmaster Zhang, for taking action."

Zhang Xiaolin laughed loudly: "Why do you need to be polite? I just hope that you and I will laugh at each other and eliminate their grudges!"

At this time, Zhang Xiaolin was very sincere and enthusiastic, like a kind-hearted and kind neighbor: "What's the saying that comes from? You won't know each other without fighting, so Brother Zhao should not remember the grievances in the past. The bumps and bumps have long passed, so peace should be the most important thing."

Zhao Heng nodded slightly but did not respond. At this time, more than twenty black cars drove over. Not long after, the door opened and dozens of Du nephews came out. They took out weapons in an orderly manner to approach. Uncle Lu dispersed when he saw them and finally worried, and he became relaxed:

"Sister, we can leave now!"

Du Ziyan pulled Zhao Heng to the convoy: "Zhao Heng, let's go, I'll take you back to Huada."

Zhao Heng nodded: "Okay!"

Zhang Xiaolin didn't have much, just looked at Zhao Heng with a smile on his face. When the latter was about to get into the car, a sentence suddenly appeared: "Zhao Heng, if you have the chance to come to Qingbang to sit, you and I have eliminated the grudges of the past and are no longer enemies. Maybe we can be friends."

He also added heavily: "I admire you very much!"

This undoubtedly extended an olive branch to Zhao Heng, and also expressed that the Qing Gang was interested in recruiting Zhao Heng, but the latter was not much happy. Although he had only had a few dealings, Zhao Heng was always on guard against Zhang Xiaolin, not to mention that he seriously injured more than a hundred Qing Gang's children, and his blood feud was hard to forget.

Therefore, Zhao Heng just smiled softly: "If you have the chance, I will visit Master Zhang."

Then, he followed Du Ziyan into the car and left. Not every pie that fell can be eaten these days. Like the temptation caused by Zhang Xiaolin, he would have to vomit it twice as much as he eats it. So Uncle Lu praised Zhao Heng, saying that this boy is really like the character Boss Du is.

Looking at the gradually disappearing Du family convoy, Zhang Xiaolin's smile retreated like a tide, and then showed a touch of viciousness and ferociousness and humming: "*** ball, I think it's awesome to hook up with the second sister of the Du family? When I find the opportunity, I have to play you to death."

He took out a walnut and smacked it into pieces!

In Huahai, except for his fear of Du Tianxiong, no one could catch his eye. Ye Shishi was just a beauties he wanted to conquer. In his opinion, if Du Tianxiong had not intentionally restrained the Qing Gang, he would have killed all the girls on the first floor in the bed.

Therefore, Zhao Heng's several slaps in the face and disrespectful face, especially the Song family's 2 billion flights, which made Zhang Xiaolin feel angry. As long as he had the chance to kill someone without blood, he would stab him. Although Du Tianxiong was terrible, he was a human being after all, not a noble god.

"Master Zhang, Hei Bai Wuchang and the masked woman who lost her face."

Just as Zhang Xiaolin was thinking about getting into the car, a confidant ran over from not far away, looking at the moody master, whispered: "A man suddenly appeared in the back mountain. He was very skilled and repelled the black and white impermanence who was good at tracking, and let the target run away without a trace."

Zhang Xiaolin's eyes were gathered: "A man? Who?"

The confidant took a deep breath and shook his head with a wry smile: "The man wore a mask, and suddenly came out while Hei was defeated. After three moves, he immediately pulled away and fled, so Heibai Wuchang had no chance to identify him. I guess he might be the target's accomplice."

"Accomplice, how is this possible?"

Zhang Xiaolin touched his head and thought deeply, and was puzzled and rushed out to rescue the masked woman's accomplices, but no matter how he thought, he felt it was impossible. He firmly thought that the masked woman could not have accomplices, and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, tell Hei Bai Wuchang, don't investigate!"

The confidant was stunned: "I won't chase you?"

Zhang Xiaolin leaned on the seat and sneered: "I didn't directly expose her face in front of the Du family, or followed her whereabouts to collect evidence. Even if we locked her in the aftermath, it would be useless. She couldn't nail her to death! Moreover, if she was hit by our soul-taking silver needle, her life might not be guaranteed."

Then she murmured to herself: "This bitch is really not simple."

"But I like it."

He smiled evilly: "The harder the woman is to settle, the more interested I am."

"Master Zhang, we can actually take her just now."

A trace of regret appeared on the face of the confidant, and he sighed and replied: "It was Zhao Heng who was so arrogant that the masked woman escaped in the chaos. Otherwise, as long as we fight hard to trap her, even if the Du family's nephews do not come to support us, we can still take her as much as possible!"

"Stirring?"

Zhang Xiaolin snorted coldly: "Do you think Zhao Heng is showing off?"

The confidant's body shook, but he didn't ask anything more.

ps: The flowers are nearly sixty, brothers, it’s not a dream to break a hundred.
Chapter completed!