The two frogmen were also stunned. When Long Shixin saw these gold bars, she suddenly remembered something: "This safe is not the ransom of the Kong family, right?"
A group of subordinates looked at the third lady of the Long family with strange eyes. Long Shixin Bingxue was smart, and she felt that she was talking too much.
Uncle Zhao San carried his hands on his back and circled around the safe, asking his men a few questions.
“Where did you get the safe?”
"A hundred meters under the water."
"That's why no one sees it?"
"Absolutely no one knows."
"Okay, these things were given to us by God, put them away!" Uncle Zhao San waved his hand and took the billions into his pocket, feeling at ease.
Long Shixin turned her face aside. In her opinion, no matter what her lover does, it is right, even if she is robbing, she is so graceful.
Zhao Tianyou made a small plan in his mind, thinking that his project was about to be launched, and if a little bit of it leaked from Uncle San’s fingers, he would also benefit from it.
Uncle Zhao San put away the gold bars and said slowly: "Shi Xin, you have to go back."
"Where are you?" Long Shixin asked reluctantly.
"Me--" Uncle Zhao San smiled and said, "This time I'll make a big deal about saving you, and it will spread in Yanjing soon. I'm not a person who is afraid of trouble, but I don't want to get involved in these right and wrong.
, I'd better find a place where no one is to calm down."
"Then--" Long Shixin thought for a while and said cruelly: "I'll stay with you."
There is a good show, and Zhao Tianyou is also a person who is afraid of the world's chaos. He said to the side of the third uncle, just let your aunt stay.
Uncle Zhao San glared at him and said, "Boy, I'm going to kill someone. Do you also ask your aunt to accompany you in this kind of thing?"
Long Shixin sighed in disappointment and said, "I'm still waiting for you at the Long Family in West Lake, don't forget."
As he said that, Long Shixin floated away.
The only uncle and nephew were left in the command cabin, and the atmosphere became dull and solemn. Zhao Tianyou looked at his uncle and said that today's world was a long experience.
It’s so weak to drive a BMW and Mercedes-Benz to pick up girls. It’s so cool to drive a submarine like an old guy!
But can the average person who can command submarines to save people? Uncle San, Uncle San, who is your origin?
The questions in his heart fluttered like boiling water. Zhao Tianyou refused to ask. He knew that he would ask in vain.
However, Uncle Zhao San from the opposite side took the initiative to speak: "Tianyou, ask whatever you want. Now this place cannot see the light of day or the bottom of the sea, you can ask anything."
I have imagined the situation where I knew the truth countless times, but I just couldn't imagine that I would sail in the submarines that were sailing in the deep sea.
But the more I need to know the truth, the more panicked Zhao Tianyou's heart became.
Uncle Zhao San took the initiative to speak, "Tianyou, you have seen everything today. I can mobilize military power. I am a member of the army. To be precise, I am the leader of the Dragon Soul Organization - Shura."
Asheng is a member of Longying, and Longying is a branch of the Dragon Soul Organization. At first, Zhao Tianyou speculated that Uncle San was probably a member of Longhun, but he did not expect that his third uncle would be Shura, the leader of Longhun.
What kind of organization is Dragon Soul? It is the most mysterious shadow force in China.
Zhao Tianyou opened his mouth wide, and it took him a long time to calm down and asked, "Uncle San, who are my parents?"
"Your father Zhao Polu is my eldest brother. He is a man who stands tall and strong. It's a pity that he died young. Your mother's name is Dongfang Meiyun, and she died of depression the second year after your father passed away-----
”
Speaking of the latter, Uncle Zhao's tone became more and more low, and each note seemed to squeeze out from a cliff that stood thousands of feet high.
"Then -- how did they die?"
Uncle Zhao San was silent for a while and sighed: "Godyou, they all died for the country, and the great glory of death----In a while, I will take you back to the Zhao family in Yanjing and meet grandpa
.”
Grandpa, I have grandpa?
I have lived with my third uncle since I was a child and stayed in the market. Suddenly I heard that I came from a prominent family and had a grandfather I had never met. The turning point in my life was too fast and too urgent, and it was unacceptable.
Zhao Tianyou was stunned for a while, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle San, what should I do now?"
"Of course it's about doing what you should do."
Zhao Tianyou thought for a while and said, "Uncle San, you won't ask me to go back to school, do you?"
Uncle Zhao San smiled, carrying the unique vicissitudes of middle-aged men: "Tianyou, do you think reading can make a hero?"
Of course not, the ancient poems said it well, "The ashes were not cold, and Shandong was in chaos, and Liu Xiang did not study."
Qin Shihuang believed that burning books and burying scholars and controlling ideas could maintain the long-term stability of the dynasty, but he did not know that the strong and brave grass-roots people in troubled times have never been scholars.
The more books I read, the more I like to look back and forth, and the more I want to make a living in society, I rely on courage.
Zhao Tianyou thought about these words carefully and felt that this trip to the high seas had indeed seen the world, the world--
Yanjing is another autumn of the northern country.
In a courtyard on the bank of Xiangshan Mountain, an old man was sitting in front of the window quietly looking at the maple leaves outside the window.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, just like the ordinary and happy time of the elderly.
As the patriarch of the four major families in China, Qian Feng was incredible throughout his life.
However, no matter how strong a person is, he will still age.
Qian Feng was over 60 and began to worry about his heirs. Although his sons were good, they always lacked the kind of courage to take responsibility, so that he could not let go now.
The old man quietly thought about his thoughts, and involuntarily folded a fiery red maple leaf and placed it in front of him to watch it carefully.
The housekeeper walked in, he gently walked to the old man, bowed and said, "Master, the third son of the Zhao family appeared again."
Qian Feng was surprised and asked in detail. The butler answered in detail, as if he had visited the scene to watch all this.
"Zhao Changfeng, Zhao Polu---I really envy Mr. Zhao!" Qian Feng said indifferently.
The butler buried his head lower. These sensitive topics were not something he could argue with. He just waited quietly for the master's order.
Sure enough, Qian Feng spoke again: "The third son of the Zhao family is cynical and is used to being idle Yun Yehe. Why did he jump out this time? Didn't the Yanjing incident teach him a lesson?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "He is a young man after all, and he has an engagement with the third lady of the Long family--"
"Entertainment? His engagement is just a piece of paper. Otherwise, why would he have been engaged for five years and not finished the marriage? No matter what, if the people of the Zhao family make moves, our Qian family can't watch it. Please take my famous post
Sun Mansion, I said I was going to visit Mr. Sun---"
At the Tianxiang Club in the capital, a group of famous ladies were talking enthusiastically.
"I heard that Zhao Changfeng, the third young master of the Zhao family among the four young masters in the capital, appeared again?"
"Really, what's going on?" When the three young master Zhao was heard, all the celebrities widened their eyes.
For many of them, even though they are old and marry someone else's wife, the third son of the Zhao family will always be a deep spring dream in their hearts.
The person who knew the inside story showed a hint of pride on his face and said, "This is the thing. Miss Long's third lady was hijacked in a gambling game on the high seas. In the critical moment, Mr. Zhao San sank the kidnapper's ship with a submarine and also brought it with him.
Miss Long's third lady was driving on the high seas."
"God! Take a ride? Take a ride in a submarine?" A group of famous ladies were as excited as if they had discovered a new continent.
One of the celebrities fell on the sofa and stroked his heart with his hands, "What a hero to save the beauty, but unfortunately he didn't save me."
A sentence hit the tears, and a group of celebrities hung their heads, lowered their eyebrows and sighed.
In the past, the third son of Zhao traveled across the capital and lingered in the joyful scene. Although he had stolen countless hearts, he never really fell in love with anyone.
But today's news completely shattered some people's dreams, shattering all the only hope, leaving only endless sighs, just like the maple leaves in the wind sighing that the essence is no longer farewell to the branches---
It can break the hearts of all beauties in the world, but it also makes countless famous ladies infatuated. Looking around the world, only the Zhao family is!
Uncle Zhao San didn't care about these things. When he returned to Laomiao Street, he became the ungrateful uncle who was full of nonsense. He stayed in the teahouse of Widow Tian all day long, and Zhao Tianyou would not help him even if he was busy.
This old guy couldn't count on him at all. Zhao Tianyou held his energy and decided to defeat the triad with his own strength.
However, before Zhao Tianyou took action, the other party took action first.
The first one to suffer was not Zhao Tianyou, but pomegranate.
The people from Wuting attacked the imperial club of Pomegranate. In the fierce gun battle, Xiao Feige was furious to cover the Pomegranate and was furious. Liu Wang was chased by five first-class knife hands and was seriously injured and unconscious. Pomegranate and Honghong took advantage of the chaos.
When Zhao Tianyou received the news, the scene was already in a mess.
Little Fei was lying on the ground, his body was wrapped in large pieces of blood, and he could no longer see his appearance.
Leng Aoxue guided a group of police officers to take the autopsy. Without time to pay attention, Zhao Tianyou sat down. He asked Shi Tou for a cigarette and lit it and smoked it.
Mei Lingling frowned and said softly: "Godyou, don't be sad."
"I--nothing." Zhao Tianyou took a deep breath of cigarette, letting the smoke stimulate the expansion of his lungs, as if he wanted to squeeze out the suppression in his heart: "Sister Mei, Shi Tou, Zhuang Ming, Shao Datong,
There is also Che Xiaojun, and today, you all saw it. Maybe this is our future journey. Don’t you regret it?”
The words were very heavy, and no one present retreated and nodded without hesitation and said, "No regrets."
"Okay!" Zhao Tianyou stood up suddenly, threw a cigarette that had taken a sip on the ground and stomped on it, saying, "You guys go back and do things first, I will deal with this."
Mei Lingling took a few steps and came back worriedly, pulled his arm and said, "Xiao Zhao, don't be impulsive."
"I won't be impulsive." Zhao Tianyou gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Mei, this time I have seen clearly. People like Wu Ting are absolutely cold-blooded killers. Since he advocates violence, I will use violence to do it.
Deal with him.”
Mei Lingling sighed, said, "Be careful", and then went back to the company to do things well.
Zhao Tianyou sat for a while, but did not say goodbye to Leng Aoxue, but went straight back to the old temple butcher shop.
Uncle San was not here, but Lao Gun's house was on.
Zhao Tianyou knocked on the other party's door, and Lao Gun was holding up the gun in his hand to compete.
Old Gun is always like this. He plays with the gun in his hand whenever he has time, as if the gun has become a part of his life and cannot be separated for a moment.