Xue Monkey Ma in the car was gentle, Li Panruo, and Luo Qingcang lit a cigarette at the same time.

It's the end of the journey, but it's definitely not the starting point for most people, which is a bit ironic.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Xue Monkey put his hand on his waist, he knew very well that if Luo Qingcang died, it would be an absolute good thing for them, not only to be able to leave their lives, but also to be able to take a big boat that might not be able to be touched in this life.

The atmosphere in the car was a little delicate, because the relationship between several people began to disintegrate the moment they entered the capital.

"What's the matter, are you going to unload the mill and kill the donkey?" Luo Qingcang didn't care about the frozen atmosphere at all, and said with a relaxed face.

Ma Wenrou shook his head and said: "You won't give us this opportunity, I don't want to kill you, you shouldn't want to kill us, if you really have the heart, we will be dead the moment we just entered the capital." ”

"I like to deal with smart people, and I want to know how much my life is worth. Luo Qingcang said unhurriedly, not at all like a dying person, but like a prisoner who has been tied up in a cage for decades and can finally be pardoned.

"I can't decide because I don't have enough chips in my hand. Ma said gently, and Yu Guang glanced at Li Banruo, who was silent, this bastard seemed to be brewing something, but she would not have any hope for Li Banruo, because this was not a situation that Li Banruo could control.

"Isn't it enough? The three-character sword plus my Luo Qingcang's life is enough for you to gain a firm foothold at the top of this river and lake, Ma Wenrou, don't treat me as a monkey, provoke me, provoke me, and you provoke Shangjupu, there is no difference in essence, I still have people under me, and there are a lot of them. Luo Qingcang said that he was making a life-and-death transaction, but he was able to maintain complete rationality, which was terrifying.

"If you want me to destroy the bureau, then you will be disappointed, I don't have that ability, and I don't like to destroy this place, here, it has nothing to do with me. Ma Wenrou said very bluntly, for her, even if she stepped on a dead end, she would not make some loss-making deals.

"Believe me, the moment you step on the top of this river and lake, you will understand everything, I am a dying man, Ma Wenrou, why don't you too?" Luo Qingcang lit the last cigarette in the cigarette box, and his expression slowly gloodied.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it, there's nothing to say about this. Ma Wenrou did not back down at all, for Luo Qingcang, this is another kind of cruelty.

Luo Qingcang chuckled on his face, took out a black short blade from his arms, stroked it gently, and then said, "Ma Wenrou, I handed over this life to you." ”

Ma Wenrou didn't speak, just looked at Luo Qingcang quietly, but Li Banruo said at this time: "When will I be able to see Abin?"

"Don't worry, it won't take long for him to come to the capital, at that time, it's up to you, Li Panruo. Luo Qingcang said as he plunged the sharp blade into his heart.

For many years, the crazy old man once said to him that the only person who can change this era is the person who lives in this era, he is the remnant of the era, so he did not have that opportunity, and pinned his hopes on him, and unfortunately, he also followed in the footsteps of that old man.

I have become a person of the previous era.

A smile appeared on Luo Qingcang's face, the blood on his chest splashed, but the cigarette in his hand did not tremble at all, a thrilling scene, but the woman's expression was extraordinarily calm.

Luo Qingcang's fall, this eagle that was proud of the entire rivers and lakes finally fell, but a highly poisonous bamboo leaf green was entrenched on the corpse of this eagle, which was a strange scene.

In this game of chess, there is never a winner, only a loser.

But until the last moment, the man who closed his eyes in a pool of blood did not have the slightest pain on his face, but a kind of serenity, and he died at the most opportune time.

At the moment when Luo Qingcang closed his eyes, not only Ma Wenrou, but also Li Panruo, felt an invisible pressure instantly pressing on their bodies, and then, they needed to carry all the burdens on this man's shoulders.

"Li Panruo, get out of here. Ma gently lit a cigarette and smoked it with the smell of blood.

Li Banruo didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head either.

It is true that he does not belong here, but he is afraid that if he leaves here, he will have no chance with this river and lake completely, so in the end, he did not leave, but chose to stay.

An hour later, the Mercedes-Benz S400 was surrounded by the crowd, a girl walked through the black crowd, ethereal and sacred, she looked at the black dressed horse gentle and Li Panruo, there was a smile on her face.

These are two unprecedented heroes, the woman brought the three-character sword, and the man brought Luo Qingcang's corpse.

"Welcome to the top of the food chain. The girl said with a smile.

This day is the dividing line of this era, and when Luo Qingcang exhaled his last breath, the era that had been lingering for a long time was finally completely over.

The wind candle that Luo Qingcang had carefully cared for was slowly extinguished, and who could replace this man to fight to the death in this era, sadly, this man who was too powerful left too hastily and did not leave any clues.

It was also on this day that after the last hero in the capital fell, a little green snake that was once born in barrenness and a hopeless bastard finally stood on this river and lake, which is not another miracle.

Qing Cang is dead...

A basement in a dark corner of the capital.

A man who could almost be described as a mantle slumped on a couch, pale fingers holding an unlit cigarette.

Sitting across from this man was Li Jiesheng.

And this man is the second deal under Luo Qingcang, Zhuge Dan, only the existence of Wang Chuhe next to Luo Qingcang.

The man's pale face, a complexion that had not seen sunlight for a long time, was lit with long messy hair, and a diminutive man burst into the room, saying two names and using two identical adjectives.

Luo Qingcang and Wang Chuhe are both dead.

Li Jiesheng's fists were slowly clenched, but the man was still just smoking unmoved, although outside, the chips in his hands were being consumed little by little.

"What are you going to do?" Li Xie Sheng couldn't help asking, his voice already trembling a little.

The man did not answer, but was silent for a long time before he said, "Just look at it like this." ”