The night was completely perceptible, Cai Chengwen, who walked out of the hotel, looked at the gloomy sky, his expression was very heavy, he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, he blocked the howling wind and lit it, took a deep breath, and stood with one hand in his pocket.

Behind him was Zong Shaoyang, who had been a loyal servant with him for many years, and Cai Chengwen muttered: "Success or failure is here." ”

Zong Shaoyang may know what is going to happen next, he stopped talking with a look on his face, and finally said: "Boss, if there is really no way back at that juncture, I can give you three minutes of time, I think I can only buy so much time." ”

After hearing this, Cai Chengwen's expression suddenly fell a little lonely, he shook his head and said: "Don't say anything about destroying your morale, we only succeed this time, not lose." ”

Zong Shaoyang nodded silently, but the haze on his face never spread.

The two golden cups stopped, and the slipper hurriedly got out of the car, and he trotted to Cai Chengwen with a sweaty head, gasping for breath and saying: "Big boss, everyone has been arranged, and they have all seen blood." ”

Cai Chengwen nodded, handed the slipper a cigarette, and the slipper took the cigarette with a panicked face, put it on his nose and sniffed the Yellow Crane Tower 1916 that could reach him a box of Hongta Mountain, and only then put it to his mouth and lit it, took a puff with a relaxed heart, and spit out a thin layer of smoke comfortably.

"Tonight, you don't have to go, I have more important things to arrange for you. Cai Chengwen said.

"Big boss, tell me anything, I won't give up. The slipper carefully flicked the ash of his cigarette, for fear that his rude movements would knock off the cigarette butt, but of course this was only his most unnecessary worry.

Cai Chengwen smiled gloomily and spoke......

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In Jincheng Huafu, Jiu Ye put on a brown suit and tie, which was particularly formal.

Gong Kuan sat on the sofa with a tangled face and looked at the Ninth Master who had made up his mind, although he was very melancholy in his heart, he couldn't say anything.

"How can you say that you are also an old man, why are you afraid of this little wind and waves?" the ninth master sorted out his tie and said to Gong Kuan, who looked particularly uneasy.

Gong Kuan exhaled deeply, and said helplessly: "Ninth Master, the more I live, the more careful I become, I am very panicked in my heart, if you fall, such a big tree, I really can't support it." ”

The ninth master scolded with a smile: "You can curse me, but if I am planted here tonight, then this is my life." When I was young, I didn't see any wind and rain? What hardships I didn't suffer? How many people are looking forward to me losing my head, and now I am not alive and well? That is because I have not yet arrived, and I feel that tonight is not the end of my life. ”

After hearing this, he just sighed and waved his hand.

The ninth master smiled, knowing that his old henchman was extremely helpless against him.

"You're here and see, it's been a wonderful night, it's been a long, long time since Xicheng has been so turbulent, and I hope this is the end of it all, not the beginning of it. The Ninth Master left such a sentence and strode away like this, it is hard to imagine that a person who goes to an unknown Hongmen banquet will have such confidence.

Gong Kuan sat in the distance, waited for the ninth master to leave, then took a staggering step, walked to the window, watched the ninth master get on the old red flag, Wang Yanyu drove away, he closed the curtain in the same place, it seems that he was born in this dark for too long and too long, even this bright moonlight, he felt dazzling in his heart.

He pressed the restless things in his heart, as if from this night, from the ninth master who went to the meeting alone, he found back the feeling of the year, the so-called climbing, the life of the tip of the knife. Maybe it's because he's been stable for too long now, he has long forgotten that kind of life, it was a suffocating time, and he doesn't know how he survived at that time, but now, he is moving his body that hurts at the slightest wind and rain, and he actually misses it a little.

He laughed and scolded himself for being cheap.

In the old red flag that drove away from Jincheng Huafu, Wang Yanyu, who was driving, said: "Ninth Master, I don't understand why you want to let Li Banruo come out. ”

Jiu Ye sat in the back seat, looking out of the car window with a calm face, and after listening to Wang Yanyu's words, he said: "I can no longer find anyone more suitable to meet Liu Qingsong than him." ”

After hearing this, Wang Yanyu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a deep taboo, because of the reason why the Ninth Master said that name.

"Are you sure it's not a sheep in the tiger's mouth?"

The Ninth Master shook his head and said: "He may be able to kneel down to a second ancestor, that is because he knows that he may not have any intersection with those gentlemen in his life, but in this river and lake, he is still the Li Panruo who will never compromise, do you think that such a guy can straighten his waist and face Liu Qingsong?"

Wang Yanyu thought about it for a long time and said, "It's hard to say. ”

"You just see, whether Liu Qingsong has pressed Li Banruo, or Li Banruo has pressed Liu Qingsong. The Ninth Master said expectantly.

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In the box on the third floor of a hot pot restaurant, Liu Kun and the four of them sat around a table and held a celebration banquet.

The little stammerer raised his beer glass, and then said with a big grin, "Kun... Brother Kun... Last night I knocked down three. ”

Jiang Hao glanced at a small stammer, and said disdainfully: "I'll knock down five." ”

Liu Kun raised his wine glass, and he smiled: "No matter what, the Yellow Turban Army has resounded throughout Xicheng District." ”

"Yes... Right... Now the streets are full of theories about us.... Double face. The little stammered with a proud face.

The four beer glasses were put together with a crisp collision sound, and the four of them drank it all in one go.

Jiang Hao put the wine glass, wiped his mouth and said: "We all smashed the wanderers last night, and the ninth master hasn't said anything today, isn't it a little quiet." ”

"He... He... It's just a paper tiger... Fear... I'm scared. The little stammered and munched on the half-cooked mutton, enjoying his face, thinking that they were still living in an Internet café and eating instant noodles to survive, and now this life is compared to before, it is simply heavenly, and the most important thing is the sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Liu Kun shook his head with a solemn face, and he said: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, we are not here to become famous in a war, and we will have to fight more battles in the future, but what are we fighting for? One day, I want the Yellow Turban Army to break out of a unique sky in Xicheng District." ”

The little stammered listened to the restlessness on his face, at this moment he couldn't wait to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire for the Yellow Turban Army in his mind, Rao is the most rational Jiang Hao has always risen full of enthusiasm, indeed they are not for this, use everything to prove that they are bastards, not a group of scum, not without dignity, they have to stand up straight and speak, although they will pay the price, but what they want in this world, they must pay something.

With red cheeks and a drunken look, Xia Xia fell directly into Liu Kun's arms, and said with a look: "Brother Kun, I want to be your daughter-in-law." ”

Liu Kun smiled helplessly and said, "You are drunk." ”

"It's... This is drunken spitting the truth. The little stammered and said, even if he was not bright-headed, he saw Xia Xia's feelings for Liu Kun in his eyes, and in his mind, Liu Kun and his eldest sister Xia Xia were really a match made in heaven.

Jiang Hao had a complicated face, burying his head in the stuffy wine.

Liu Kun slowly straightened Xia Xia, then poured a full glass of beer again and said, "I plan to divide all the 100,000 yuan to the guys, and the rest of the money is responsible for strengthening the power." ”

"I don't have an opinion, for me I just have to eat and drink. Jiang Hao said, he agrees with this point very much in his heart, it's not that he doesn't love money, but he doesn't want to let the Yellow Turban Army crack because of this little benefit, he is the same as Liu Kun, and has a more long-term goal. He understands better than anyone that only when the entire Yellow Turban Army is held together will a force that can make them look at those big guys, even if Liu Kun doesn't say so, he will propose like this, he is the same as Liu Kun, and has a long-term vision that his peers do not have, so he will single-handedly create the Yellow Turban Army today.

The little stammer's expression changed obviously after hearing this, and he muttered, "I... I don't have an opinion either. ”

Of course, Liu Kun understood the little stammer's thoughts, he put a stack of banknotes in front of the little stammer, and he said: "I know that your milk is not in good health, although this money is not much, but if you take it, I will honor our milk." ”

The little stammerer took the stack of thick bills, and tears burst out of his eyes for a while, and he said with a snot and tears: "Kun... Brother Kun... I can't ask for this money... This money is left for the development of the Yellow Turban Army. ”

Liu Kun patted the shoulder of the little stammer, he shook his head and said, "You take it, this is an order, crying like a girl." ”

The little stammerer clutched the money, he couldn't cry for a while, he couldn't speak, and his body was trembling violently.

Jiang Hao said: "Little stammer, Brother Kun will take it if you ask you to take it, if anyone dares to say anything about this money, I will be the first to go up and play with him." ”

Xia Xia also persuaded: "Little stammer, you take it." ”

The little stammered and cried even more happily, and took the wine glass and drank the tears with it.

Although this glass of wine mixed with tears was extremely bitter, the little stammerer drank and laughed.

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On the night of the wanderer's long-lost closure, Li Banruo, who was in an empty bar and a straight suit, smoked a stuffy cigarette, and Abin sat next to him.

"At this point, if this place can't be happy, it's really unaccustomed to it. Abin said lightly, always feeling that he was leaving the hospital and returning to the wanderer, and there was a feeling that something was wrong.

Li Banruo shook his head and smiled bitterly, he asked for a glass of wine, but Abin did not stop this patient from smoking and drinking, or because he knew what Li Banruo was about to face later.

The bartender at the bar gave Li Banruo an ordinary beer, and he knew Li Banruo's usual hobbies.

"Are you really going to say those things to that Liu Qingsong?" said Ah Bin, looking at the different foaming beer.

Li Panruo nodded and muttered, "I believe in the Ninth Master." As he spoke, he picked up the beer and drank it down.