After Liu Xianxiang left, the atmosphere in the lobby of the Bai family was a little delicate, and before Bai Wenshan could speak, Zhou Tieshan opened his mouth and said: "Second Master Bai, I think the position of the Zhou family is here." ”

Bai Wenshan seemed to have expected Zhou Tieshan to say this, just like Wei Jiu's wall fell and everyone pushed it, this Liu and Zhou family were like grasshoppers passed on by a rope of interests, and the slightest disturbance would touch the whole body.

Zhou Tieshan looked at Bai Wenshan's eyes like rain on a cloudy day, although it was already sunny outside, but being stared at by Bai Wenshan with such an expression, Zhou Tieshan always had a feeling of ice into the bone marrow.

"Second Master Bai, in the face of ambition and survival, I prefer the latter, so the Zhou family was able to go all the way, although it was a little bumpy, but at least it was still in Xicheng District for a few breaths, I don't want such a few breaths to be wasted in my hands. Zhou Tieshan said, the Liu family who suddenly withdrew from this storm gave Zhou Tieshan a sense of crisis, although the Zhou family is famous, but it is not as deep-rooted as the Bai family at all, maybe the Liu family does not dare to fight the idea of the Bai family, but there is no guarantee that the Liu family will not target the Zhou family who is stuck in the quagmire, so Zhou Tieshan directly chose to stop.

This night, Bai Wenshan's mood entered the peak, and then declined to the trough, it seemed that he had experienced too many changes with an extremely strong sense of disparity, Bai Wenshan calmed down for a while, he finally did not get angry, nor did he make a move on Zhou Tieshan, so he let Zhou Tieshan leave.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, it's that he doesn't have the heart to take revenge on the Zhou and Liu families who left the Bai family now, and he doesn't want to see the merger of the two families, so Bai Wenshan can only endure all this, and finally looked at Wei Jiu with an angry face, as if all this turmoil came from this man.

Wei Jiu, who had been silently watching all this, saw that Bai Wenshan put his eyes on him again, and he said: "The Zhou family will not be willing to follow you as a follower, let alone the Bai family, the Liu family seems to have the ambition to annex the entire Xicheng District, and the Zhou family just wants to protect themselves, so Second Master Bai, what are you going to do next?"

Seeing Wei Jiu's methodical analysis, Bai Wenshan sat down heavily and gave the bodyguard next to him a look, of course the bodyguard understood what this look meant, and immediately dragged the scarred Yan Jingyu out of the lobby, and the remaining bodyguards also left the lobby one after another, leaving only Bai Wenshan and Wei Jiu who looked at each other, and then Bai Hongfang who was sandwiched in the middle.

As for Wang Guoan, he chose to stay at the door, and at this time, an extremely ordinary-looking old man appeared in front of the lobby door, and then sat on the ground regardless of whether it was clean or not, and just took out the tobacco from the cigarette pouch, as if he was out of the matter, rolling a cigarette.

Bai Wenshan, who was originally missing Yan Jingyu, was still a little shaken in the face of Wei Jiu alone, and when he noticed the plain old man, his eyes became firm again, and then he said: "Wei Jiu, you still have to say a few cool words, even without the help of the Liu family and the Zhou family, your remaining remnants will not be able to withstand my suppression, and it is only a matter of time before your entire power collapses." ”

Wei Jiu smiled and said, "Of course they won't be your opponents, after all, I'm still in your hands now, aren't they?"

When Bai Wenshan heard this, he seemed to be particularly fond of it, and smiled without scruples, but the old man guarding the door frowned silently.

Bai Wenshan said unscrupulously: "Wei Jiu, now you are my heaviest bargaining chip, I believe that a group of loyal pawns under your command will be happy to come to your rescue." ”

"I have to admit that in terms of insidiousness, I can't find anything worse than you in Xicheng District. Wei Jiu said sneeringly.

"No one in this world will care how you have climbed to this point, only what kind of power you have in your hands, and only the winner has the right to speak. Bai Wenshan said coldly to Wei Jiu, it seemed that the thoughts of the two of them happened to be two extremes.

Wei Jiu laughed after hearing this, and then said unhurriedly: "It's really ugly. ”

"Wei Jiu, do you think you have the qualifications to say that I am the bones, I am afraid that the bones left behind by you climbing to this step will be able to fill the entire Bai family compound. Bai Wenshan taunted Wei Jiu in turn, as if he was venting the resentment that had accumulated for many years.

Wei Jiu didn't smile, but looked at the Bai family compound, from the location of this lobby, he happened to see an apricot tree that was already extremely thick, he remembered that when he first stepped into this Bai family compound, it was just a sapling, who would have thought that after many years in a hurry, he had grown old to this point, and this apricot tree would be full of apricots in the next year.

"I've paid for it, but apparently, you haven't paid for it yet. Wei Jiu muttered.

Bai Wenshan got up and knocked off the dust on his body and said: "The price, Wei Jiu, how many tricks do you need, use it for me, I will continue one by one, but in the past few days, I hope you can be a guest here, rest assured that I will definitely offer you like a bodhisattva." ”

Wei Jiu smiled far-fetched like this, and then said, "I want to live in Bai Ye's room." ”

"Whatever you want. Bai Wenshan said, and then glanced at Bai Hongfang who was standing in the center, although he now has a lot of opinions about Bai Hongfang, but the sudden withdrawal of the Liu family and the Zhou family has given Bai Wenshan a sense of crisis, so he still needs Bai Hongfang's strength, Bai Wenshan said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Hongfang, I hope you can figure out your position, now is the time of life and death of the Bai family, I don't want anything wrong." ”

After speaking, Bai Wenshan left with his hands behind his back, perhaps after tossing for such a night, he was already eighty years old, and he was really tired.

Bai Hongfang listened, but didn't say anything, he just looked at Wei Jiu and said, "You have found a good home for yourself." ”

Wei Jiu still smiled like that, got up and said, "I'm tired, I'm really tired, not only my body, but also my heart, so just pick a random place, and I can fall asleep." ”

Wei Jiu left, followed by a large group of bodyguards who were staring at him, but he seemed to ignore these people completely, so he walked into the room that had not been inhabited for a long time, he pushed the door and entered, this very simple room looked quite clean, fortunately, there were still people cleaning from time to time, but many places were still full of dust.

He closed the door and walked around the room like this, as if time had not taken anything away from this place, but in a most ruthless way it had taken away the owner of this room, Wei Jiu was sitting at the desk under the bookshelf, and on that bookshelf still had a few books that the owner of this place loved to read.

It's very messy, from "Historical Records" to "Game Theory", and then some unknown small essay collections, Wei Jiu casually picked a book called "Floating Life", and then casually flipped a few pages, full of the smell of paper, but Wei Jiu, who was in an irritable mood, really couldn't see it.

The man, who had been so calm all night, slowly clenched his fists, and his shoulders trembled.

After a long time, his expression slowly calmed down, and the big calloused hand took out the box of cigarettes from his arms, and his movements were so stiff that he tried a few times before popping out a cigarette, and then lit it and took a deep breath, and he looked at the deep eyes that exhaled like this, and from this smoke he seemed to see what he had lost that night.

"Lao Gong, Burning Jade, are you two willing to wait for me to take such a step again? Do you want me to die without a second guilt?" Wei Jiu muttered, the empty room was a little weird as he was talking to himself.

The air would not give anyone any answer, he knew such a thing, and he was still nagging, as if the two old henchmen who had been with him for many years were still loyally by his side.

He took out his mobile phone, and the trembling hand found Gong Kuan's number, the note was the three words of the old henchman, he looked at the last text message sent by Gong Kuan, which was the information about the three-character sword that Gong Kuan was in Beicheng, he forwarded this text message to a person, and then silently deleted this text message.

"Before leaving, I was reluctant to make even a text message or a phone call, did I resent me for pushing you into the fire pit?" Wei Jiu muttered, just deleted Gong Kuan's mobile phone number, and then found another number, which was Wang Yanyu's number

He deleted it again, and at this time, the phone was shut down due to insufficient power, and it seemed that even God didn't want to help him anymore.

Wei Jiu, whose eyes were a little red, but he tried his best to make a relieved look, Gong Kuan and Wang Yanyu's death, he did not resent Wang Mang of Beicheng, nor did he resent Bai Wenshan, who planned it, and he did not resent Abin who pursued the three-character sword, the only person he hated was himself.

A cigarette was smoked to the end, and then he lit one again, just thinking about what he had done in the past, what he had failed and endured in this life, thinking about it, he was in a trance for a while, and then he looked around at the place where Bai Ye died, was it that year when Bai Ye passed away, he also thought like this?

He found a pen and tried it to color, and he scribbled this sentence in the blank space of the last page of this book.

"Life doesn't have meaning, but my death may do. ”

When he had finished writing, he put away his pen, closed the book, and placed it in the corner, so that perhaps no one would pick it up again, and it would be dusty and shattered here, and then abandoned, forgotten, as if it were his life.

But if the true meaning of the relief that everyone has endured from the suffering they have endured in the end is to be forgotten, it seems that everything has passed.

Wei Jiu thought of this, chuckled, and then muttered, "Is this the only most correct thing in what I have done in my life?"

The cold air still struggled to give him an answer.