Or maybe the world has oppressed a little person who has always thought he has a backbone for too long, and in the end, even his weak breathing has become a kind of cry.

"You think I'm joking with you?" The Ninth Master turned around and looked at this struggling guy, there was no pity in his eyes, but a killing intent slowly swelled up.

Sun Qidong could understand what was conveyed in the eyes of the Ninth Master, but he just stood in place and moved, trying to straighten his spine, which had usually been bent for too long, and said with a fearless face: "You think I'm joking with you?"

Jiu Ye smiled, laughed, it seemed to be a very interesting and interesting drama in front of him, he slowly walked towards Sun Qidong, and his extraordinarily broad shoulders slowly covered all the sky of Sun Qidong.

"Do you want to truly experience a moment of despair? What are you doing this for, or what does it have to do with you?" said the Ninth Master in Sun Qidong's ear in that extremely heavy voice.

"For what? In order to pull down you guys who have lost all their conscience and are still living on such a high ground, one after another. Sun Qidong almost hissed and said, although in front of the man in front of him, he was too powerless no matter what he said, although it was the soul that supported him.

"Just you?"

"It's up to me!" he replied unusually categorically.

Jiu Ye kept squinting slightly, even though he was just a small person in front of him, but it was such a small person, but he shook his indestructible heart in a way that seemed so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. The former self he saw and the bangs he once had, but they took two opposite paths, but the soul that was heavier than life was nothing more than everything, but there was no deviation in the slightest.

"Congratulations. The Ninth Master shouted.

The hunchbacked middle-aged man walked out of the side door with a thick file bag in his hand.

"Give it to him. The Ninth Master said two words, and then turned around and left like this.

The hunchbacked middle-aged man glanced at the sweaty young man, smiled slightly, handed over the file to the young man, and then walked away with what seemed to be a little staggering.

Sun Qidong stood coldly in place, his hand slowly clenched the file, and exhaled violently, he couldn't control his extremely stiff body for a while, it took a long time to take a step forward, and left like this.

Until he walked out of this huge villa, Sun Qidong still didn't come back to his senses, as if everything that had just happened was just a big dream, but the sweat-soaked shirt seemed to tell him all the time that everything that had just happened was real.

But he preferred to believe that it was just a dream, but he couldn't get rid of the feeling of powerlessness that had spread in his heart.

He drove away.

The ninth master, who was watching this scene in front of the window, had an indifferent expression, and Gong Kuan, who was behind him, took the lead in speaking: "Finally compromised?"

"I just don't want to strangle such a little guy in the cradle, although I am not the same person, but in this era of exhaustion everywhere, there are a few people who can find this so-called soul and then defend this soul. The Ninth Master muttered, he didn't want to admit that he had reached an age where he couldn't be ruthless, but he always wanted to defend the last trace of kindness in his heart.

"People are coming. Gong Kuan said.

Jiu Ye turned his head, and there was already an additional man behind him, a man with a long stick wrapped in a sackcloth on his back.

This is a man who is not tall, but he is exceptionally handsome, with short and lean hair, and he has always exuded a sense of gentleness, or he carries a long stick on his back, and wears an ancient costume like a person who has traveled directly from the era full of sassy inkmen.

"After three months of cultivation, it is enough. The Ninth Master said.

The man nodded, as if he was a little silent, but there was a charm on his body that made people want to get in touch.

"Is there a burden?" The Ninth Master didn't think that this man's taciturn was disrespectful.

The man shook his head this time.

"You go ahead and settle a clean. The ninth master nodded silently and said.

The man, who had not spoken, disappeared into the room.

The black sky was again covered with dark clouds, as if there was a dark thunder in the distance, and another heavy rain seemed to be coming again.

Tang Hui and Jiang Rui, who were waiting at the door, although Sun Qidong had only been in for half an hour, they felt as if a long, long time had passed, and just when they couldn't help but rush in, they finally saw the familiar headlights.

The Passat drove out unharmed, but Sun Qidong, who was driving, still had a heavy expression.

"Messed up?" Tang Hui said as he looked at Sun Qidong like this.

Sun Qiran squeezed out a particularly far-fetched smile, took out the file bag and said, "Go to the compound." ”

Tang Hui exhaled for a while, he was more surprised than joyful, but the woman beside him smiled genuinely.

Passat ran all the way to the compound, and Tang Hui kept talking along the way, as if he had just done something to Sun Qidong, and admired him to the point that it was like a surging river, as if it was not Sun Qidong who had just broken into the tiger's den, but himself. But Sun Qidong has always had a stiff expression, and only occasionally deals with Tang Hui, who suddenly looks extremely excited.

This time, Jiang Rui, who was sitting in the co-pilot, gradually disappeared with a smile on her face, and returned to her former coldness, she knew this old classmate very well, and said, "What happened?"

Sun Qidong glanced at Jiang Rui, who was worried, and he didn't know why a strong warmth rose in his heart, this warmth made the little thing in his heart a little more firm, he pretended to be nothing, shook his head and said, "Nothing happened." ”

Jiang Rui frowned, but in the end he didn't continue to ask.

Passat stopped downstairs in the compound, and Sun Qidong immediately rushed upstairs with a file bag.

Liu Hai put down the file bag and said to Sun Qidong: "This is given to you by Wei Jiu himself?"

Sun Qidong nodded, and couldn't wait to say, "These are enough to arrest Cai Kui." ”

Although Liu Hai still wanted to ask for some details, he still got up and patted Sun Qidong on the shoulder and said, "Although I don't know how you got this incomparably precious thing from Wei Jiu, but you did a good job, we can do it." ”

Sun Qidong nodded vigorously, perhaps because the contrast between the front and back was too huge, he almost collapsed to the ground for a while, Tang Hui hurriedly supported Sun Qidong, who was pale.

"Qi Dong, don't go out this time, leave it to us. Tang Hui looked at Sun Qidong and said.

"I want to see Cai Kui enter the net with my own eyes. Sun Qidong slowly stood up with Tang Hui's thick arms, and stood in place as he spoke.

Liu Hai looked at the extremely stubborn Sun Qidong, and finally nodded and said, "You go." ”

Although Sun Qidong was covered with a clearly visible cold sweat, he smiled genuinely and was helped away by Tang Hui.

Bangs walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the groggy sky in front of him, it seemed that the atmosphere was extraordinarily depressing.

The pain of the old wound on his thigh told Liu Hai that a heavy rain seemed to be coming, but in his heart at the moment, he was not completely heavy because of this extremely oppressive atmosphere, but a little more relieved, maybe that man finally compromised with the heavy past like this.

The phone rings.

Bangs looked at the phone and answered it without hesitation.

"Sending such a stunned young man to see me is not like your usual style. The voice of the Ninth Master came from the other side of the phone.

"It's not your style to be able to hand over the file to such a stunned young man like this. Bangs retorted, but there was a little smile in his voice.

"It's a big gamble, but obviously you won. ”

"I don't think I won, and I never think you lost, for us, winning or losing represents, is life and death, isn't it?" Liu Hai said, facing this lifelong old opponent, what appeared on Liu Hai's face was a very inexplicable smile.

Perhaps the person who knows a person best in the world is not his friend, but his opponent, especially this lifelong enemy.

There was the laughter of the ninth master on the other side, but this laughter was a little intermittent, and he laughed and said: "He is very similar to you back then, maybe he found a trace of a not so ridiculous soul from this dazed world, and then he desperately wanted to defend that little thing, although often in the end, it was not only himself who was hurt, but also the people around him and his loved ones." ”

When Liu Hai heard this, he fell silent for a while, as if this sentence touched his nerves like the ninth master.

"Bangs, I want to know, after so many years, have you ever regretted it?" The Ninth Master finally asked this question that had been brewing in his heart for many years.

"I may have resented myself, tormented myself, and left too many regrets that I wanted to cut off myself, but I have a clear conscience only for what I did back then. Bangs barely considered the answer.

"What a clear conscience. The ninth master said, but there was no smile anymore.

The two hung up the phone very tacitly.

For these two lifelong enemies, it is enough to be able to do this.