"Your car is really nice." Wang Jiusheng crossed his legs and touched the leather interior of the car, "It looks low-key from the outside, but it's really comfortable to sit in - Hey, Xiao Chen, I asked a regional vice president to be my driver.

, have I wronged you?"

The middle-aged man driving the car laughed and said, "I used to serve people plates, and I couldn't even get into the kitchen. If it weren't for you, how would I be today? That's right."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped looking at Wang Jiusheng in the rearview mirror. Pretending to focus on the road, he stretched out his hand to turn on the air conditioner, and his hand slipped from the steering wheel, leaving a stain of sweat.

However, Wang Jiusheng did not see it because of the back of the chair. He stretched his body relaxedly and looked out the window at the Yanning street scene with interest: "If you can work with the right boss, you are already better than most people in the world. Slowly,

You will understand that most people are not clear-headed. Look at Yang Qing, Yang Ping, Zhang Meizhen and others, holding smartphones, ordering takeout and taking the high-speed train, but their brains are still the same as in the last century. Times are changing so fast.

, do you think you are a hot-tongued old ginger?”

The driver agreed casually, maybe because he became the "boss" and his ability to flatter others has deteriorated, so he couldn't do anything to show off his agreement.

Fortunately, Wang Jiusheng didn't mind: "The Xu family are all idiots, and those stinky beggars from the Beggar Clan are not even stupid. They have chamber pots on their necks. I think the entire Yanning City can be counted one by one by their heads.

That Yu Lanchuan can barely be considered a normal person. After all, he has a high degree of education, but he is a bit immature... Hey, do you think I am quite contradictory in what I say? One moment I say that experience is of no use, and the other I think that young people are immature?"

driver:"……"

Wang Jiusheng may have been holding it in alone on a small island where he didn't speak the same language. He had a strong desire to express himself. After asking the question, he asked and answered himself like a bad teacher giving a lecture: "Actually, no, people change and change.

, you have to refine your experience, you have to grasp that 'zong', and don't just rely on superficial efforts - what kind of face, loyalty in the world, a cup of wine and a spring breeze, these are all to be 'changed', they are all dross -

- In the past, when brothers fought, you helped each other. That was loyalty. Now if you try again, you will be sentenced to several years if you are caught! I don’t understand, what age is it? The big fools of the Xu family still have nothing to do to collect evil skills and practice them?

Cheng Dongfang is undefeated, can you dodge guns and missiles? What remains unchanged? What remains unchanged is power and power. Gangs may not exist, but the power is there and your people are there. Even if you don’t have a title, you are still an uncrowned king.

, think about how we started at Futongda back then... Xiao Chen, are you on the wrong track?"

The driver said: "Oh... yes! I forgot to turn. I was so absorbed in listening to you. I... have been out of town in the past few years, and I am not familiar with the roads in Yanning..."

"It's okay, we're not in a hurry anyway, let's take a few more laps," Wang Jiusheng waved his hands, not paying attention, and continued his personal speech with great interest, "Experiences must be refined in this way. You can't just look at things at their surface.

Let’s see what this story tells us - this time I picked up a piece of dried meat under the table and ate it, and next time I knew it was going to be a dog!”

As the word "dog" faded, the driver suddenly made a sharp turn, turned left into an intersection with signs indicating no left turns, and then braked suddenly.

Wang Jiusheng was not wearing a seat belt in the back seat, and his whole body was tossed around: "You..."

"Mr. Wang, yes, I'm sorry." The driver froze in the car seat, the words in his mouth shaking at the same frequency as others.

Wang Jiusheng suddenly understood and opened his eyes wide: "Chen Dazhu, what are you doing?"

"I, I, I can't help it, Mr. Wang, I'm really... just a gangster, I have no other abilities... I still have a wife and children, my wife just gave birth to her second child... She, she will kill someone! Take it.

My whole family threatens me, but I really don’t dare..."

So what does this story tell us?

For a person who betrayed his friends when he was a teenager, when he is forty or fifty years old, the price for betraying his friends will be higher than when he was a child.

In addition to picking up meat under the table, dogs can't change their eating habits.

Mr. Wang preached for free and solved doubts. He summarized the truth one by one. It seems that he forgot to connect theory with practice.

Wang Jiusheng was stunned for two seconds. His reaction could not be said to be unpleasant. He took advantage of the driver's murmuring regrets and didn't have time to lock the door. He jumped up, tore open the door and started running.

And as if the leak in the house coincided with the continuous rain, he ran away like this, and a police siren suddenly sounded nearby.

But regardless of whether the arrival of the police was a coincidence or not, the police would definitely not threaten the public with "killing your whole family" to cooperate. Wang Jiusheng was shocked and naturally thought: It must be the Xu family.

Wang Jiusheng returned to China specifically to compete for power with Zhang Meizhen. Because of the special nature of this activity, and because he was paranoid, he was afraid that someone in the Xingjiao Gang would be unstable and be instigated to rebel, so he only kept one of his most confidant people around him - this person.

Thirty-six years ago, she was a grasshopper on the same rope as him, and she made her fortune entirely on her own, so she would definitely not turn to Zhang Meizhen.

But he didn't expect that this person didn't fall to Zhang Meizhen, but to the Xu family.

And because of his paranoia, he didn't have enough manpower around him.

Wang Jiusheng knew that the Xu family had strong objections to his borrowing a knife to kill people and causing them to lose their troops. However, the two parties had known each other for such a long time, and everyone had always believed that harmony was the most important thing. Harmony made money, and taking advantage of each other meant that even if there was a misunderstanding, he should be allowed to deal with it.

If you are responsible for your own trouble, explain slowly and compensate!

What good does this do to both parties now! Are you crazy?

In broad daylight, Wang Jiusheng ran as fast as he could, feeling as if he was being chased by two shadows: the police on one side and the Xu family on the other.

He has been making waves for many years, all relying on conspiracy and calculation. He had practiced a little kung fu in his youth and gave it back to the dead master. Like most middle-aged and elderly men, he only took a few steps and his evil-heartedness started to rise up.

The blood vessels in Wang Jiusheng's temples jumped, his vision turned black, and his brain turned white. He had no time to think about why there were police here. He could only pray desperately that the Xu family would hit the police. But when he thought about it, it was wrong! That Chen Dazhu knew that he had too many things.

What if he falls into the hands of the police?

While he was thinking wildly and panicking, the sound of cars behind him was getting closer and closer. On the road ahead, he could already see the front of a police car preparing to turn, trying to sandwich him in the middle!

Wang Jiusheng pressed his chest hard, used his greatest strength, aimed at the wall on the side of the road, and jumped - people can indeed perform beyond their level in critical moments. This jump almost allowed him to regain the lightness of his youth.

He ignored the scratches on his skin and somersaulted up. He glanced down and saw that the police had blocked both ends, but Xu's family members did not show up, perhaps because they were afraid of the police.

That's okay - being blocked by the police is better than being chased by Xu's family, and he can escape.

Wang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, his back felt stinging, and his chest felt tight. He had medicine in his pocket, but he didn't have time to take it. He turned around and was about to jump down. At this moment, a small wind suddenly blew by his ears. Wang Jiusheng subconsciously

He turned his head and moved away, feeling something brush against his earlobe and fall to the ground with a slight sound.

Then, someone laughed: "Oh, Mr. Wang, you are so embarrassed."

Wang Jiusheng raised his head in disbelief and saw a person standing on a big tree not far away with her feet dangling in the air. In the late spring, which was already getting hotter, she still wore a long coat, hood and

The mask covered his entire face except for a slit, from which his dagger-like eyes shot out.

She stretched out her left hand, rolling a small silver blade between her slender fingers, and spoke in a low and deep voice: "We finally meet."

Wang Jiusheng stood there dumbfounded. For a moment, he even forgot about the policemen who were chasing after him.

Wei Huan, Wei Xiao... they died in his hands one by one, but Wan Muchun, as his name suggests, could really "sneak into the night with the wind." He dreamed back countless times at midnight, and woke up under the three-inch-and-a-half-inch-long blade, or...

Frightened by the suspicious shadow in the shadow, I became arrhythmic and nervously checked the doors and windows over and over again.

Just when he thought Wan Muchun had finally gotten rid of his roots, the nightmare that had haunted him for many years suddenly came true.

But isn't she dead?

Aren't they all dead?

Aren't these killers like vampires, hiding in dark places?

Wang Jiusheng's lips began to turn purple, and the veins on his neck were exposed as he breathed.

The person on the tree jumped up lightly, without disturbing the branches, like a ghost, approaching him step by step. She dressed like Wei Xiao, but behaved more like Wei Huan, unwilling to let go. Every step closer, like

Squeezing his breathing space a little, Wang Jiusheng seemed to have smelled the fishy smell of the knife edge, and raised his hands to grab his chest with difficulty, but his feet seemed to have been stuck in the mire, unable to move.

The next moment, the terrible killer suddenly disappeared from the place. Wang Jiusheng felt his eyes blurred, and he thought: It's over!

The policemen who rushed over saw the target Wang Jiusheng, who was about to run away, but suddenly got a seizure. He waved his hands in front of his eyes, and then fell down from the wall in a dance. In the confusion, he seemed to have removed the clothes on his sleeves.

The metal zipper pull was thrown to his neck, his neck felt cold, and he let out a heart-rending scream.

The screams were so frightening that the policeman who rushed at the front thought that he had accidentally stabbed himself. He quickly ran over and took a look and found that Wang Jiusheng was unharmed. His whole body was twitching. He was covering his neck with one hand and clutching his chest with the other hand.

He gasped on the ground.

"call the ambulance!"

"Does this guy have a heart attack?"

"How many bad things have you done to be so scared when you see a police car... Come on, come on, come on, give him CPR!"

Yu Yan ran over with his colleagues, raised his head and took a look at the big locust tree on the other side of the wall. The scent of the locust flowers was fragrant, but the figure had disappeared.

Debts must be repaid, lives must be repaid.

A coward has a heavy burden on his back, and one day he will be powerless and be crushed under the mountains.

The conspirators finally rebelled against each other.

The dazzling skylight shone into the silent "Martial Arts Conference". Yang Qing squinted his dim eyes and shed some tears.

The policeman guarding the back door made a gesture to Yu Lanchuan, came in quietly, and took away the few remnants of the Beggar Clan in the venue. The last two policemen came to Lao Yang and the old members of the Beggar Clan: "You guys still have to

Come back with us and take notes."

Yang Qing nodded, handed the crutch to Zhang Meizhen, then straightened his clothes, knelt down tremblingly, and kowtowed to the crowd.

Zhang Meizhen stood nearby and looked at his back. It was strange to say that she once thought he was extremely tall. He always stood straight and upright at all times, and the noble backbone behind him was like a mountain range. But when he knelt down like this, he

It's small again, so small that it can be balled up into a ball, wrapped in an empty shirt and trousers, and the soul and body inside are as dry as the dregs of overnight medicine.

This time she had no tears, because the eyeliner was not very waterproof and the tears turned into ghosts.

"Zhang... Helmsman, look at this..." The elderly people she invited to help looked at each other and called her meaningfully.

Zhang Meizhen took out the red agate bat from her pocket, held it in both hands and looked at it for a moment: "Let's go."

"ah?"

"The Beggar Clan has dispersed, and the Xingjiao Clan has also dispersed." She waved her hand and threw away the red "Five Bat Order", "They are all dispersed."

The last trace of Wujue has disappeared.
Chapter completed!