The night passes, and while for some it may be a long night, for most people it's just closing their eyes and opening them.

Wake up at the height of the * Fish Hotel that is enough to overlook the entire Xicheng District, Ma Wen, who is wearing a white shirt and a black blazer, stands gently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the tall figure outlines a curve that makes people unable to extricate themselves, and there is an unusual temperament on her body, giving people a feeling of being untouched, which is a thrilling but untouchable beauty.

With short black hair, an impeccable face, and an unabashed sharpness in her eyes, this is her, simple and extreme.

The Xue monkey behind Ma Wenrou is also wearing a black suit, but this expensive suit is worn on his body, which happens to be two extremes with Ma Wenrou, which has a bit of a violent meaning.

"Gentle, do you think someone will see you off?" Xue Monkey asked, arranging his tie.

Ma Wenrou didn't make a sound, just shook her head slightly, Wei Jiu's aftermath is no longer a secret to Xicheng District, as for whether this Jianghu will sell Wei Jiu a face today, no one knows, and the only one who knows all this seems to be unable to speak anymore.

At this time, the door opened, and she changed into a normal casual dress of the sister worm, perhaps knowing what occasion she was going to attend today, so she put on a black cap to cover her colorful hair, nose studs and earrings were also withdrawn, wiped off the black lips on the mouth, and wiped off the heavy makeup on the face.

"Let's go give that guy one last ride. The horse gently shook the black blazer he was wearing over his shoulders and turned away.

Xue Monkey and Taimei Worm followed closely behind, such a combination gave people a sense of nondescriptry, but the extraordinary temperament of the short-haired woman who walked in front of him forcibly raised this kind of nondescript to a height that people dare not underestimate.

The black Mercedes-Benz S500 went straight to the funeral home.

----

Another city.

Han Pengyi put on a large black suit, although he looked like a fat head and big ears, but the so-called people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, this six-figure suit plus a seven-figure Rolex on the wrist can completely make up for his lack of momentum, and even extremely dazzling, after all, for most people, they only believe in gold and jade, and they don't care about any failure.

Wu Ying, who vented all night last night, had breakfast, and her face was a little more bloody, seeing that Wu Ying was finally willing to eat, it also made Han Pengyi finally feel relieved, although he prepared a lot of clothes for Wu Ying, but Wu Ying still chose her own simple clothes, and did not use makeup to cover up the traces left by the years on her face, which was still so mediocre.

Han Pengyi knows Wu Ying's character very well, in his memory, Wu Ying never seems to be obsessed with his appearance, and he never dresses up, he has always dressed simply, and he has never taken care of his skin, but despite this, he has never disliked such a woman, and even for Han Pengyi, this is her unique beauty, not thrilling, glamorous, but she can live a life.

The crow was ready for the car, Han Pengyi carefully escorted Wu Ying down the stairs, looking at these welcome guests and security guards for a while, because they had never seen Han Pengyi have never respected a woman so much, and what shocked everyone was that what could make Han Pengyi treat him like this was just such a yellow-faced woman, which made everyone wonder about the identity of this yellow-faced woman for a while, after all, Han Pengyi didn't even sell face to the black boss here back then.

The black Range Rover was driven by a crow, and Han Pengyi, who had always sat in the back seat, sat in the co-pilot, leaving the back seat to Wu Ying, and then drove all the way to Xicheng.

---

In a law firm, a bald middle-aged man was sorting out a pile of papers, because he hadn't closed his eyes all night, this middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, his haggard face looked a few years older, but he just exhaled a long breath, rubbed his very greasy face, and then lit a soft cigarette, very comfortably smoking this cigarette that was seriously inconsistent with his identity, smoked a few times at a time when he glanced at an old watch on his wrist, and directly extinguished most of the remaining cigarettes in the ashtray full of cigarette butts, and then got up and left the office。

The young and beautiful little secretary who had just come to work said with a smile on her face: "Hello Lawyer Zhang." ”

Listening to the sweet voice of the little secretary, the middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life nodded slightly, and his face did not show the expression that the greasy uncle should show, he put on his coat and carried his briefcase and said, "Xiao Xing, I have something to go out, and I will send anyone who comes." ”

The little secretary still had a sweet smile on her face, and she didn't seem to hate this greasy bald man at all, and she could see that the smile on her face was from the heart, and then she said softly: "Lawyer Zhang, I understand." ”

The middle-aged bald man didn't appreciate the sweet smile on the face of the young and beautiful little secretary, so he left in a hurry, left the office, got into a black Audi A6 that had been waiting for a long time, and then left in the dust.

Driving this Audi A6 is a middle-aged man with a mustache, who looks to be in his forties, with a face that looks very peaceful, without the slightest impetuousness, giving people an inexplicable feeling of being out of contention.

The mustache said slowly: "How can a good person die?" ”

The middle-aged bald man who was sitting in the back seat and looking at the document closed the document and sighed and said, "Who can see this kind of grievance between big people." ”

The mustache also sighed slightly, and said with some emotion: "Over the years, we have been taken care of by him a lot, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye." ”

The bald middle-aged man's face slowly swelled with a little sadness, but his eyes suddenly became a little more determined, and then he clutched the document in his hand tightly, and then said in an extremely resolute tone: " Now it's my turn to do things for him, and it is precisely because of this preparation that he has raised me as an unsuccessful lawyer for so many years, obviously there are more better options than me, why would he choose me as his agent, this question has been held in my heart for so many years, I originally wanted to pluck up the courage to ask, but now it seems that there is no chance. ”

The mustache that drove the car stopped at the traffic light intersection, then lit a fourteen-one box of yellow crane towers, took a deep breath, spit out a puff of second-hand smoke out of the car window and said, looking at Zhang Zhengping, who was unwavering in his eyes, he generally understood in his heart why the ninth master would choose such an unsuccessful little lawyer.

---

In the nightclub of the shark group, Douzi sorted out the collar of his suit, although he was now in pain from just a slight activity, but he knew that he couldn't miss this day, although at this juncture most people were thinking about getting rid of the relationship, but for Douzi, he even did the most undesirable things, so he didn't care about these sensitive things.

Taking a deep breath, he muttered the four words of a clear conscience, if he didn't want to be guilty, he wouldn't risk his life to break into the Bai family, if he wouldn't have been worried about this Xicheng nightclub every day and night, he just needed to do what he should do, it was enough.

If this Jianghu really wants to destroy a person, no matter how this person resists, it will not have any effect, it will only cause extraordinary torture, perhaps in the tragedy of the ninth master, Guan Zi deeply understood this.

Got up and left the office, he found that Wang Tao put on the suit he gave Wang Tao today, and in his memory, Wang Tao, who was usually hanging, was wearing a suit for the first time, in addition to that yellow hair, the well-proportioned figure with this suit can be regarded as giving people a feeling of being like a dog, which made Guan Zi's heart for no reason to Wang Tao's image has changed a little again, since Wang Tao came back from the ghost shark, perhaps it was affected by the environment, Wang Tao's psychology has changed a little subtly, at least it is no longer so willing to fall。

For Wang Tao's changes, Douzi saw it in his eyes, and this feeling was particularly familiar to him, after all, he also climbed up from Wang Tao's perspective back then.

Although Wang Tao is very unaccustomed to this kind of formal attire, but thinking about what day it is today, he really can't wear a pompous dress to participate in this occasion, because in Wang Tao's heart, he also has a sense of awe for the man named Wei Jiu, and changing into a decent dress is the least respect.

"It's all explained?" said Douzi as he looked at Wang Tao.

Wang Tao nodded vigorously.

"Let's go. Bush touched his cuffs and said, and then stepped out of the Xicheng nightclub like this, and got into the Volkswagen Magotan that may not have boarded the big scene, driven by Wang Tao, and the two of them ran to this place that is destined to become the focus today.

For Xicheng District, today may be destined to be a day worth remembering, Wei Jiu's send-off day, Bai Wenshan's send-off day, Baicheng's son Bai Hongfang's send-off day, the send-off day of the previous first thug of the Bai family and the current first thug, when all this comes together, it always gives people a wonderful feeling of fate, whether this is the end of a grudge No one knows, because most people look at such a result, and they just sigh in their hearts.

Although Wei Jiu lost, it didn't seem that he lost so badly, at least one life was exchanged for the four generals of the Bai family, and even in the eyes of some extreme people, Wei Jiu won instead.