Milan, Italy's second largest city on the Lombard Plain, has been known as the "Midi Oranion" since Roman times, and as one of the birthplaces of the European Middle Renaissance, this historical and cultural city is now being reborn under the influence of various international trusts.

Milan is not cold in February, the Mediterranean climate makes it mild and rainy. It rained for several days, and finally on the day of the traditional festival in the East, the rain clouds were dispelled by God, and a few scattered clouds floated in the sky, and the sun shone on the grass after the rain, refracting a crystal luster.

The sun also shines on an ancient castle on the outskirts of Milan, which has been uninhabited for hundreds of years, but a few years ago, it was acquired by a mysterious rich man. Everyone knows that the cost of repairing such an ancient castle is likely to be a figure that will make ordinary people staggering when they say it, and while many people are waiting to see the joke, the reconstruction of the castle began three years ago, and it took three years to repair, and countless manpower and material resources were invested.

A silver extended Rolls-Royce sped along the mountain road leading to the castle, and from the inside of the car, the castle was built on the mountain and easy to defend and difficult to attack, like a sleeping beast.

"Sir, do you want to name the castle again?" said Barbara, who had blond hair, respectfully asked the middle-aged man in a white robe beside her.

Without waiting for the white-robed middle-aged man to speak, the gray-haired man sitting next to him laughed and said: "Kang Mei, the name of this thing, we haven't read too many books, we can't get this crepe thing, this matter has to be handed over to Yundao, the great lama Karma Bashi took him to Kunlun Mountain to read the sage book for twenty-five years, hehe, it's not a piece of cake to give him a name for this kind of thing?" The man was tall, with short hair dyed with frost blood, and his laughter was hearty and powerful.

The white-robed middle-aged man who he called anti-beauty smiled slightly, nodded and said to Barbara, who was sitting opposite, "Just do what the white tiger wants." ”

Sitting next to Wang Kangmei at this time was Qin Baihu, the son of the Qin family who resolutely went to sea after seeing the photo that day.

Barbara glanced at Qin Baihu, who always looked like a scoundrel in front of Mr., and remembered the scene where this person and Mr. met that day, which really frightened both her and Leo. Two men over the age of 50 beat each other in the mud for a full hour, laughing and crying before embracing each other. Leo was anxious at the time, and once wanted to pull the bias frame, but was blasted out by this gray-haired old guy with a punch, and lay on the ground for a long time without coming back to his senses. Later, when Mr. introduced this guy, he only said "This is my brother", and didn't even explain anything, and then this guy has been relying on Mr. to "eat and drink". Barbara was a little unaccustomed to this guy's rogue behavior at first, until one day when the Holy Sect sent four white-clothed bishops and several shadow killers to try to intercept and kill Mr., she realized how perverted this guy named "Qin Baihu" was - the shadow killer was like killing chickens in front of him, and the four white-clothed bishops slipped away without a trace without a trace. Mr. has an extra free bodyguard, which is definitely good news for Barbara, but it hurts Leo, who is often pulled by Qin Baihu to practice.

"Anti-American, if you take down this ancient castle, you will get a lot of money, right?" Qin Baihu put his face on the car window, looked at the stone building standing on the cliff from a distance, and sighed sincerely, "You only earned this money by risking your life, and you can't waste it so badly!

Wang Kangmei smiled slightly and stretched out two fingers.

Qin Baihu was stunned for a moment: "Two hundred million?"

Wang Kangmei shook his head, and Qin Baihu's eyes widened: "Two hundred million?"

Wang Kangmei said with a smile: "Actually, it's 28 million, euros, and the 200 million yuan I told you is not much worse." ”

Qin Baihu said angrily: "What do you mean it's not anywhere, eight million euros is now nearly eighty million yuan." I said that you are really in a panic with money, and with such spare money, it would be good to go back to China to do some charity!"

Wang Kangmei smiled and said, "How do you know that I don't do charity? Barbara, report the numbers to your Uncle Baihu!"

Barbara has an excellent memory, and a string of figures donated by the charitable fund in the name of Wang Kangmei in the central and western regions of China made Qin Baihu dumbfounded, and then the slightly old face showed a trace of loneliness: "Alas, compared to it, I have been in Mengmai for all these years in vain!"

Wang Kangmei laughed, patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Don't stay in vain, don't you boil the old elephant's trunk to death!"

Qin Baihu also laughed, touched his nose and said, "It's still your son who is amazing, as soon as he comes out of the horse, he kills a bunch of people in one go!"

Wang Kangmei said: "Brahma has disappeared for more than a hundred years, and Vishnu can hide for so long, which has greatly surprised me, but he finally can't help it, it's good, at least in the next period of time, I can concentrate on dealing with the Holy Sect, and when I have my hands free, I can slowly clean up those monkeys!"

Qin Baihu's gaze retracted from outside the car, looked at Wang Kangmei and said: "Hey, you said that you really bear it, your own son dared to hand it over to the big lama to toss at such a young age, it's been almost more than thirty years, when do you plan to recognize him?"

Wang Kangmei took a deep breath and said leisurely: "The so-called tiger poison does not eat children, you also know the situation at that time, how to let him grow up in the capital with the old man, not to mention whether he will become a worthless man like Jiang Qingtian, I am afraid that my enemies and opponents alone will not be able to let him grow up in peace." Besides, what's wrong with handing it over to Karma Pakhi, when my master lost a bet to him, he was incognito and worked as a sweeping monk in Lao Wang's house for so many years, and let my son toss him, haha, it can be regarded as avenging the 'one-arrow revenge' for my master. As he spoke, he smiled slightly, "What's more, since he even won my master, the apprentices he trained are naturally the best in the world." In fact, what is happening now is also validating my judgment back then!"

Qin Baihu pointed at him: "You are really ruthless! It's really the first time I've seen a father like you in this world! But then again, you've been throwing him in the system for some years, and if you stay any longer, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out at that time." Could it be that you really want him to soar in the system? If that's the case, who will inherit the foundation you've worked so hard to build all these years?"

Wang Kangmei pointed to his head: "Don't worry, he will know how to choose, this kid is better than you and me back then!"

Qin Baihu was stunned for a moment and then shook his head with a wry smile: "We suffered from not being able to receive a good education back then, and the most precious time was spent on some meaningless things. That's why I had to take the current path, but I always felt that Karma Pakshi had asked him to abandon martial arts and practice, and now except for a small blade that can sometimes be barely used, the rest has no ability to protect himself. I listened to that Leo report to you that day, that kid from the Zheng family disappeared on the China-Myanmar border, the stinky boy must rush over, that place is so complicated now, do you really rest assured that he will go alone?"

Wang Kangmei smiled and said, "Who said he was a person?"

Qin Baihu was slightly stunned, and then suddenly said, "You sent someone?"

Wang Kangmei shook his head and said, "The three stinkers under him should also go back." ”

Qin Baihu nodded: "Well, the skill called Zhan Fengyu is okay, and the remaining two can be regarded as having their own strengths, and they also know the roots for the stinky boy, so they can be used boldly with confidence." ”

Wang Kangmei said with a smile: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and his own road must be stepped out step by step to be considered solid, otherwise even if I pave the road for him early, he may not be willing to follow my idea." ”

Qin Baihu said helplessly: "I really don't understand what you're thinking, it's just such an only child, and you're willing to let him take those risks outside......

Wang Kangmei smiled slightly and looked at the clear blue sky after the rain outside the car window: "We will all grow old one day and leave this world, and at that time, he will have to face those powerful and stubborn enemies alone." If he is allowed to grow in a greenhouse now, when the storm comes, it will be his time of death. Now that he is sharpening like this, smoothing out those edges and corners, so that he has the most of his own perception and understanding of the world and life, it is actually not a bad thing. To confront an organization with almost the same history as human civilization, whether it is mental or physical, it needs to be much better than ordinary people. ”

Qin Baihu sighed and said, "Do you have to let him do this?"

Wang Kangmei glanced at him and said seriously: "In this world, there are always some things that need to be done. Those who endanger my Huaxia will inevitably need my Huaxia sons to stand up against it, even if they fight until the last moment of their lives, this life will only be truly meaningful after all. ”

Qin Baihu patted the knees of his childhood playmates around him: "I always feel that we put too much pressure on our children, and some things can be solved in our lifetime, so don't leave it to the next generation to worry about." ”

Wang Kangmei laughed: "That kid, how many true passes have you got?"

Qin Baihu held his forehead with a headache on his face: "There are seven or eight of the firearms, and most of the rest are still taught by the Great Lama." ”

Wang Kangmei snorted lightly: "The Great Lama, a Buddha cultivator, why does he always like to bet all over the world?"

Qin Baihu said with a smile: "He is the same as Master Qinglong, he is a master of the world. How can we ordinary people understand the thoughts of the masters?"

"Master?" Wang Kangmei snorted, leaned her head on the soft back of the chair, and finally had to sigh, as if talking to herself, "Master, it's really fucking tall!"

This is the first update.,This chapter reveals a lot of secrets.,And there's a major foreshadowing.,See it?