Since he knew that his parents had died unexpectedly, Lu Shanmin often dreamed of their voices and smiles in his dreams, but no matter how hard he tried to look, he couldn't see what they looked like, and no matter how hard he listened, he couldn't hear their voices clearly. Everything seemed to be shrouded in clouds and fog, hazy and ambiguous.

The hatred of parents is not shared, if you want to say whether there is hatred in your heart, of course there is. But if you want to ask how much hatred you have, you don't know very well. If you compare it with Tong Liang's death, perhaps there is not as much hatred as the latter.

Compared to Hai Dongqing's hatred for repaying his parents, he can't afford to have the same hatred as her. This feeling made him feel guilty more than once. It seems that it should be as hateful as Hai Dongqing, and it is normal to hate without her.

The cause of his parents' death also reminded him often of Luo Zhixuan, a migrant worker who stole cables to buy a house for his son, and committed suicide by jumping off the building in shame after being discovered. He died at his feet, and the blood was all over the place, and the scene was like a freehand landscape painting with a capital splash of ink, and if they were still alive, they would have done the same desperate work for him.

Lu Shanmin looked at the moon in the sky, "Big black head, I don't have as much hatred for the death of my parents as I imagined, do you think I don't respect filial piety?"

The big black head shook his head, "Mountain people, you haven't lived with your parents since you were a child, it's normal that you can't afford to be full of hatred, you don't have to feel self-blame."

"Am I cowardly, then"?

"I know all about your experience in the East China Sea, you killed several drug dealers in the jungle with your own hands, and cowards can't do that."

The big black head continued: "Mountain people, don't have psychological pressure, in fact, except for my grandfather, Grandpa Lu and Grandpa Daoyi have never planned to let you take revenge. They want you to live well, and they don't want you to put yourself in danger for revenge."

He paused, "But now that you're out of the mountain, you can't hide your identity for long." Those people are not as soft-hearted as you, and they will not stop if they don't cut the grass or eradicate the roots. In order to live, they must die. It's both for revenge and for survival."

After a pause, he said, "At least we have to find out what happened back then?

All the insiders around Uncle Lu back then are dead, and now except for knowing which big families carved up Uncle Lu's property back then, the rest of the situation is in a blur. Whether there is an inside story or not, and who is leading the conspiracy, we can't survive if we don't figure it out."

Lu Shanmin frowned, "Aren't those big families behind the scenes?"

The big black head continued: "If you talk about vested interests, it is indeed those families who are playing tricks, my grandfather used to think the same way, until eight years ago, Haitian Group's Haizhongtian suffered the same as back then, and the big family business that launched a siege on Haitian Group was not the big family that dealt with Uncle Lu. It only then did they realize that things might not be that simple"!

Lu Shanmin frowned slightly, he knew something about the Haitian Group, the Donghai families who dealt with the Hai family back then, including the betrayers within the Hai family, were all suppressed by Hai Dongqing's bloody revenge. But Hai Dongqing is still struggling to investigate and take revenge, which shows that Huan Dongqing is also aware of another hidden situation here.

"My grandfather made a pact with the three families that I would never show up. Even if those three families are not the masterminds, they can't get out of the way."

The big black head nodded, "After twenty years, two of these three families have grown into behemoths, which are even more terrifying than back then, and one of them, although it has declined, has long been unknown to people. With the strength of a few of us warriors, there is nothing we can do. So we must find out the truth before your identity is completely revealed, otherwise we will be very passive."

Lu Shanmin raised his head, looked at the moon in the sky, sighed and said, "Grandpa Huang and the old god stick are over eighty, Xiao Nizi is only sixteen years old, and you can also have a better future."

The big black head frowned: "Mountain people, if you die, do you know what will happen to me and Xiao Nizi"?

Lu Shanmin smiled bitterly, "What will happen?"

"Will go mad! Will slay demons and kill gods! Until finally the strength is exhausted, and he is played to death by the enemy. Do you want us to be in that situation"?

Lu Shanmin looked at the big black head with a smile, the three of them grew up together, hunted together, and sat in the room together

Counting the stars, the lives of the three have long been linked, and he was not grateful or moved in his heart, but instead rose with a pride of life and death.

"To live together, to die together"!

The big black head showed a sincere smile and hugged Lu Shanmin like a little girl.

"You have been smarter than me since I was a child, Grandpa Lu said that you were originally a scholar, and we will all have to rely on you as the backbone in the future."

Lu Shanmin smiled, and suddenly said seriously: "Okay, you have to listen to me next."

The big black head put away his smile and his brow furrowed, "I know what you're thinking?"

"I have to go, whether it's to hold my parents' enmity or to fulfill Tong Liang's promise, I should go."

"Shanmin, I admit that Tong Liang died because of you, and at the same time because of me. If I hadn't asked him to take you to experience a bloody killing, he wouldn't have died. But the main purpose of my asking him to bring you here is to pass on your foreign fist to let you break through the middle stage of moving mountains, not to let you go on an adventure."

"Big black head, since you let Tong Liang show me the real killing, then why don't you let me go to the real killing. You want me to grow up and protect me under your wing, so how will I face the real gore in the future. Grandpa said that you don't have to distinguish between right and wrong in doing things, and many things themselves can't tell right from wrong, but ask for peace of mind."

The big black head looked embarrassed, "Gong Hongyu himself has reached the peak of the middle stage of moving mountains, and there are armed forces of nearly 2,000 people around him, and he is already a warlord in the Golden Triangle region. He was born as a top killer, insidious and cunning to the extreme, and never left his lair. After the lesson of Tong Liang's undercover agent, he will never trust anyone easily."

Lu Shanmin's expression was still resolute, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "I am only one foot away from the middle stage of moving the mountain realm, so let's do it, I promise you, give me a period of time, and wait for you to teach me Lao Huang's foreign boxing method before going."

The big black head was silent for a long time, and sighed: "I can't beat you since I was a child."

Lu Shanmin showed a hint of a smile, "Don't worry, even if it's for you and Xiao Nizi, I won't let myself die."

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