Hearing Ah Bin's words, there were some harsh doubts, but Hejing's expression was unprecedentedly calm, she just got up a little indifferently, and then said slowly to Ah Bin: "Isn't this very similar to my style?"

Ah Bin listened, nodded almost without hesitation, it was simply sincere to the extreme.

And He Jing didn't care, she smiled, then lit a cigarette and said: "Whether it is Wei Jiu, Ma Wenrou, or even the current Li Panruo, you can choose your final overture, why can't I?"

One sentence made Ah Bin's expression return to solemnity again, he seemed to understand the true meaning of He Jing's words, he looked at this look and suddenly looked a little like Ma Wenrou or Wei Jiu's woman, what he wanted to say, but when it came to his throat, he swallowed it all back, just silent with this silence.

"Abin, isn't this consciousness of mine enough to be qualified? I'm such a local snake, it's rare that I can't afford such a life as you?" He Jing continued, but her face was full of self-deprecation.

Liu Ameng on the side was so surprised that his mouth opened, because he didn't believe that He Jing would say such a thing, but now He Jing didn't seem to be joking at all, and slowly he found that he really didn't understand He Jing at all, and he didn't understand it at all.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn, and the fifth child even felt a murderous aura on He Jing at this moment, and he was already ready for something.

Ah Bin also got up slowly at this time, his eyes did not tremble at all, and he looked at this woman who seemed to be covered with spikes, and said silently: "Sister Jing, it has been more than two years since I saw you at the beginning, right?"

This sudden sentence full of affection made Hejing stunned, although she had already reached the point where the eight winds did not move, she was stopped by this abrupt sentence, and she nodded a little puzzled.

Abin smiled slightly, and then said: "In a blink of an eye, it's been so long, in fact, I came to this river and lake, and the people I have made are still friends, I can count them on both hands, and the ironic number may not increase in the future, but I think it's enough now, the fifth brother is gone, and the master is in danger, so that you are in such a situation, I can't do it, Sister Jing, forgive me for not obeying my fate." ”

Ah Bin said this very slowly, slowly, slow enough for He Jing to figure it out, but He Jing's expression slowly froze, and she suddenly found that she was a little wrong, because if the man in front of her agreed to her words, it would not be the Ah Bin she knew.

At this time, Abin slowly stretched out his hand.

He Jing looked at the hands in the air, stunned.

But in the end, Hejing still held the hand that was a little cold.

"What the master handed over to me, I just handed it over to your hands, it's a little heavier, but it's not so much that people can't breathe, but Sister Jing, at least you have the motivation to continue to live, please keep this his rivers and lakes. Abin said, this lone wolf who doesn't know anything about the rivers and lakes seems to know the true meaning of the rivers and lakes better than anyone else.

The two hands shook for a long time before they let go.

When parting, Abin whispered sorry beside the fourth child, because he couldn't attend the funeral of the fifth child, and the fourth child just looked at Abin with trembling eyes, everything was in his eyes, and he knew very well what Abin was going to face.

In the end, the heroic figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and everyone who watched this scarred lone wolf leave with their luggage on their backs had their own feelings in their hearts.

He Jing knew very well what Abin's departure represented, but she still let Abin leave the wanderer, not because she couldn't stop this lone wolf, but because she really stopped this lone wolf, then she became a real bad person, but she was a good person by letting this lone wolf leave.

He Jing was suddenly a little confused, it was hard to imagine that this woman who had always been firm in her beliefs would show such an expression of gain and loss, obviously she didn't lose anything, but she had the illusion of losing this river and lake.

Along the way, she has seen too many partings, but only this time, the feeling given to her is the deepest and most profound, she imagined, if this lone wolf returned to Xicheng alive again, what would it be like, and if this lone wolf could not come back, how many people would sing for this lone wolf?

This is destined to be a problem that He Jing clearly knows, but does not want to face head-on.

Liu Ameng, who was beside Hejing, such a rough-looking Mongolian man, had thousands of thoughts in his heart, so that Abin left Xicheng like this, which obviously went against the original intention of Hejing's trip, and what he didn't expect was that this lone wolf could hand over this incomparably precious vote to Hejing so easily.

Is it absolute trust? Or does this lone wolf simply not care about this potentially priceless vote? Thinking about it in the end, Liu Ameng discovered such a problem, and he was just a layman.

And at this moment, the emotion in his heart is even stronger, not others, but the fourth, when he watched Abin leave, this time he watched Abin leave powerlessly, which is the most cruel thing for the fourth, and all he can do is to use this life to keep this wanderer.

Even though Xicheng is destined to set off a storm again, what he did was to let the wanderer, a lonely boat, continue to drive, even if the price of this drive was to lose his life.

As this lone wolf stepped into a storm again, a woman who didn't seem like a bad person became a complete bad person, just for Hejing.

It was at this moment that a black Alpha had arrived in Xicheng, and in the car, there was another woman like this, a play, slowly pulling away, singing and dancing.

There are gains and losses.

Wang Tanzhi, who stumbled, fell in front of the Aomori Golf Gate.

Huang Danqing, one of the seven major shareholders of the dark web, met with Bai Yiman in a secret tea room.

Another bamboo leaf that looks like a horse's gentleness, the fangs of Cao Muzi slowly showing at this time.

A woman who died in this river and lake watched all this and chose to remain silent.

Wei Qinghe looked at the intricate relationship diagram in front of him on the top floor of the Emperor Nine Mansion.

And on the Magotan that was speeding towards the East City, the man who had almost no defeat in his life was smoking a cigarette, and there was an indescribable story in his deep eyes.

The evil drama of the rivers and lakes was vividly displayed.