"What you said is true?" Duan Lang asked with a wink at Bai Bai.

"Thousand, true. Perhaps, during the day, he was a little stupid, so that at this time, he didn't understand the meaning of Duan Lang's eyes at all, and perhaps, he didn't see Duan Lang's eyes at all, and replied.

". Duan Lang frowned, waved his hand and said.

He regretted it, just now, he just told the day to roll, isn't it okay?

But why did he ask daytime questions?

The answer given in the mouth during the day is not an exaggeration to describe it as frenzy.

Duan Lang is not clear, the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, how can Sun Jing's parents be so ruthless.

Even so, he still didn't want such a thing to be heard directly by Sun Jing, but unfortunately, Sun Jing had already heard it.

And just when Duan Lang wanted to make up for something, he asked uncertainly again, and kept winking at Bai Bai and wanted to get another answer from Bai Bai's mouth, but Bai Bai reaffirmed the answer just now.

Duan Lang knew that if there was no last answer during the day, Sun Jing, her parents, and her family's relationship might still have room for relaxation, but once she had that answer, she, her parents, and that family would completely part ways and fall apart.

Such a thing, not to mention Sun Jing, I am afraid that any other person, once encountered, it is completely unacceptable.

"I, can I really go?" asked Dayman, full of uncertainties.

"Get out. A roaring sound came directly. It's just that this voice was not made by Duan Lang, but Sun Jing, who was standing on one side and kept silent, but was already sad and bursting into tears.

",. Duan Lang waved his hand again and said, and only after the day was gone did he turn to Squidward and a few people. "Take your boss and your men, get out of ......"

Several people, enduring the pain, reluctantly stood up, supported Squidward and the bald man, and prepared to leave.

"Remember, there is a wrong, and there is a debtor......"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"Get out. ”

When all the people rolled away, the room was quiet.

Sun Jing looked sluggish, teary-eyed, and heartbroken.

Her parents, at such a desperate juncture, ignored her, but they also borrowed 100,000 usury to let themselves repay, even if they borrowed usury, it was just that, but when they were still alive, they sold themselves to others to marry her, and they were not dead.

Abominable, hateful, shameful......

Sun Jing's body trembled again and again.

Infinite grievances, infinite sadness, and infinite beginnings, in this bleak night, all came to my heart.

"Alright. Duan Lang walked up to Sun Jing, patted her back gently with one hand, and comforted. "It's all in the past, and from now on, they will never dare to bother you again......"

"Duan Lang......" Sun Jing plunged into Duan Lang's arms, and cried with a hissing sound.

"The head of the house......" On the façade of an antique building in Tokyo, there was a sound of "da-da" clogs, and as the sound ended, a figure stood at the door and shouted respectfully.

"Come in. Natsume said. "Natsumematsu, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"The head of the house, that's right. Natsume Song walked into the room and said respectfully. "After Xia Muqing and Xia Mulei went to Yuzhou, Huaxia, there was no news, I sent people to inquire one after another, but there is still no news, I suspect ......"

"What?" asked Natsume Yuwei.

"They may have been killed. In Natsume's unbelievable gaze, Natsume Matsu made up her mind.

"Natsumeqing and Natsumelei, but they are both high schools at the level of human ninja, such a level, not to mention that they are the top existences in the ninjutsu world, that is, looking at the whole world, there are also very few people who can match them, how can they be killed?"

"The head of the house ......" Obviously, Natsumematsu was frightened by the sight in front of him, and shouted a little frightened.

"Check, continue to send people to inquire about the whereabouts of Xia Muqing and Xia Mu Lei. Natsume made a quick decision and said.

"Yes. Natsumematsu replied firmly.

"Master, to the spring of the cottage. At the door of the Chanson Bay villa, a lazy figure stopped a taxi, stepped directly into the car, and said.

He comforted Sun Jing, and after Sun Jing calmed down, he left with confidence, and first sent Mu Qianjiao's car back to Xiangsong Bay.

"Okay. The taxi driver stepped on the accelerator and said. It's just that while he was driving the car, he was going up and down, looking at Duan Lang with some curiosity.

"Is there any problem?" the driver's actions, more or less, also made Duan Lang feel a little strange and asked.

"I'm curious about your profession. The driver said directly.

"Oh?" Duan Lang suddenly became interested and said. "I want to hear about it. ”

"Xiangsong Bay is one of the more high-end villa areas in Rongcheng, and the Spring of the Cottage is the top villa in Chengdu, you are from the Spring of the Cottage to the Spring of the Cottage, no matter which villa you live in, it is impossible to fall to the point of taking a taxi, right?" said the driver with a smile.

"That makes sense. Duan Lang said approvingly.

"So, I don't think you're that kind of profession?" asked the driver, smiling obscenely.

"You guessed it. Duan Lang said with a smile.

"Not bad. The driver gave Duan Lang a thumbs up and said. "What I admire the most is your profession, which can not only make money, but also enjoy ......"

"I'm tired. Duan Lang lazily took out a cigarette, took a puff a little bitterly, and said.

"Then you have to have that condition to be qualified. The driver said with envy. "Look at me, if you want to be tall or not, if you want to look good or not, if you don't have the body shape, you don't even have the qualifications to be tired, when you enter this kind of high-end villa, sleep with a bright woman, hold a lot of money, but we only have to park the taxi in the urban village, turn on the mobile phone, open WeChat, find people nearby, you say, the same people, why is the difference so big?"

"Because ......" Duan Lang took a puff of cigarette and stopped talking.

"What?" the driver asked, full of confusion.

"Three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work. Duan Lang was straightforward, and his words revealed the truth.