At this time, at the headquarters of the Shanghai Youth Gang, the eighth master was leisurely listening to the famous Peking Opera "Farewell My Concubine", and he listened to it with taste.

The eighth master's room is the same as the original leader of the axe gang, Chi Jiulong, very in the style of the Republic of China, it seems that the eighth master is also a nostalgic person. In addition to listening to Peking Opera repertoire, Ba Ye also likes to play with his own starling birds. The eighth master of "Rong Ma" for most of his life has lacked the sharpness of the year, and perhaps in the eyes of others, in addition to the rights he holds, he is no different from other old people.

"It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord. Hehe, Taizu is really an old man! He has lived most of his life, and he still remembers this. This person is old, and he no longer thinks about those beauties, and now only the country can make me feel excited!" the eighth master muttered in a low voice while tasting the West Lake Longjing.

Love money, love power, maybe even if you are old, you still have to worry about it. Perhaps, who knows?

"Master, I'm back. ”

At this time, the remnant knife appeared in front of the eighth master, and his face was no longer sharp, replaced by a sighing loneliness.

"Failed?" asked the eighth master softly, squinting his eyes.

The remnant knife lowered his head and whispered: "I was careless, it was my mistake to let a small character destroy the master's plan, and I ask the master to punish me." ”

"Alas!" The eighth master sighed lightly and said, "The matter has happened, what's the use of punishing you? Broken knife, you can't do this, you should know what kind of heavy mission you are carrying!"

The remnant knife lowered his head and was silent, he naturally knew what the eighth master was referring to, and this was also something he would never forget in his life.

"Since it failed, then An You is also back, right?" asked the eighth master.

"Well, I just saw him wiping his wounds. The remnant knife replied truthfully.

The eighth master was silent for a while, and then said, "You go down first, I want to be quiet alone." ”

The remnant knife wanted to say something, but he gave up, replied, and then retreated.

After the remnant knife left, the eighth master stood up, walked slowly to the bamboo cage of Guan Starling Bird, picked up the bird food and fed it aside.

"My baby, what do you say this should you do?" the eighth master carefully fed the starling bird, and then asked the starling bird in a gentle tone.

The starling bird, who loves to learn people's words on weekdays, was surprisingly silent at this time, and this strange scene made the eighth master slightly stunned.

The eighth master silently finished feeding his beloved starling bird, and then lay on his back on a wicker chair, while the radio continued to play the Peking Opera of "Farewell My Concubine".

The eighth master tasted the West Lake Longjing sent by those important people to honor him, and muttered in his mouth: "It's getting more and more difficult to control, hmph, I don't believe that a hairy boy can turn this day over!"

……

Southern Lin Group.

At this time, in the chairman's office, there was a soft voice, but no one dared to care, unless they didn't want their own jobs.

Lin Cang lay comfortably in his office chair, his face a little pale, and he gasped for breath. Rou Mei'er wiped the unknown liquid from the corners of her mouth, and then said to Lin Cang in a charming voice: "Young Master Lin, people's skills are not bad. ”

Lin Cang was stimulated by this charming voice into the bone marrow, and hugged the delicate Rou Mei'er suddenly, Yin smiled: "Mei'er, your technique is simply life-threatening! Let's have a gut battle in bed at night! Ben Shao will definitely make you want to die!"

Rou Mei'er gently pushed Lin Cang away and said softly: "If Young Master Lin wants it, come back after a while, people have been a little unwell recently." ”

Lin Cang, who had been in love for a long time, naturally knew what Rou Mei'er meant, and said with some regret: "It's a pity, but when you get better, Ben Shao won't let go of you, a charming little goblin!" As he spoke, Lin Cang bit Rou Mei'er's small mouth hard.

Rou Mei'er held back the pain in her mouth and said, "That person went to work first." With that, Rou Mei'er kissed Lin Cang's face, and then twisted her slender waist and left here.

Looking at Rou Mei'er's graceful figure, Lin Cang couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said, "Damn, it's really tempting, it looks like I'm going to find a few models to put out the fire tonight!"

When Rou Meier returned to her office, she finally couldn't hold back her emotions and shed tears. She hated Lin Cang, she hated everything about him, she felt ashamed to be with him! But she had to do it again because she had her own insistence.

Rou Meier took out her phone, thought for a while, and then sent a text message. She sat limply in her chair and looked at a rag doll next to the computer in a daze. This is Hellokitty's rag doll, and it means a lot to her.

"My dearest sister, sister, I will definitely avenge you!"

……

Recently, the third year of high school of Supreme College has been shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, and there is no other reason than that there is less than a month left before the college entrance examination.

Chen Yufeng lay on his seat, looking around boringly, although he had a prominent background and a handsome appearance, Chen Yufeng was really a little withdrawn, so there were very few classmates in the class.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, are you discussing ethics with Socrates again?" At this time, a thin boy came to Chen Yufeng's side and teased.

Chen Yufeng raised his head helplessly and said: "I said Li Daquan, I am not a philosopher, if I can, I would rather be a carefree bird." ”

"There are two kinds of people in this world, one is a happy pig and the other is a miserable person. It is better to be a miserable person than a happy pig. I said, don't be so idle all day long, although your grades are enough to be admitted to any university in China, you don't have to waste your last high school days like this!" Li Daquan is like an ancient Greek philosopher, and what he said is the Tao, if Chen Yufeng is not familiar with him, otherwise it is very likely that he will be deceived by his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

Chen Yufeng knew that although this kid pretended to read a lot of books on weekdays, in fact, he was just a glance and ten lines, just used to pretend to be forced! I heard that his CF played well, and he was also good at basketball, so he was also popular with many girls, and he was also one of the few classmates Chen Yufeng knew.

"You kid don't play treasure anymore, say, what's the matter with coming to me?" Chen Yufeng said helplessly.

"Hey, hey!" Li Daquan laughed, and then said: "That's the case, because we are not going to take the college entrance examination, so the cultural department of the college has decided to hold an event in a few weeks, so as to leave a strong mark in the last days of our high school career." Everyone can show off their style at this event, and of course, anyone should participate. Because you haven't been in the academy lately, I have to inform you, or I'm going to be scolded badly! You must know that there is a girl I like in the Ministry of Culture, and I want to make a good impression on her, saying that her figure is ...... Tsk, it's really good, I have nothing to say!" At the end, Li Daquan couldn't help but have a ** smile on his face.

Chen Yufeng was speechless, and didn't pay attention to Li Daquan's intentions, he was still very interested in this event.

It seems that this game of chess can no longer be delayed, and I want to make a quick decision, and in this epilogue, I will draw a break myself. ”