Two hundred and ninety-seven Yes and not all

"What if I stretched out my hand to Macau now?" Zhuge Hong smiled strangely, his voice was very soft, not only asking himself, but also as if he was asking Tang Sanshou's opinion. But he forgetfully forgot where Tang Sanshou's strength was: if compared with the force value, ten Zhuge Hong was not enough for the previous Tang Sanshou, one hand to clean up, not to mention that now there are Master Li, Yu Xiong in front of the ------, Ying Jiu, "Earth Dragon", etc., and then the monk he met in the villa, Dan. Under his guidance, there is no strongest, only stronger, stronger than imagined! But if you compare it in another way, compared to IQ, it just turns one heel over, and ten Tang Sanshou can't escape Zhuge Hong's Five Finger Mountain.

"Great butler, are you asking me?" Tang Sanshou asked with a confused expression.

"Ah?!" Zhuge Hong looked up at Tang Sanshou who was staring at him with a nervous expression, and suddenly understood, his own self-talk just now must have been heard by him, but it was just his slight lip talk------- Tang Sanshou's hearing now is really amazing, and he is making rapid progress!

"Sanshou, have you made great progress in martial arts?" Zhuge Hong tried to ask.

"Thanks to the master's guidance, as well as the battle between Master Li and Ying Jiu, it should be regarded as a half-foot in martial arts?" Tang Sanshou replied happily, "It is likely to be the advanced and profound realm recorded in the secret biography of the master, a new level, but the most grateful person should be Zheng Shao, who healed my old wounds, cured my heart disease, and untied the shackles of myself!"

"That's good, it seems that there is another super master in our organization!" Zhuge Hong answered, "The more hole cards, the better!" As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Hong's first thoughts, the calculation between gains and losses before and after were already in his mind, and he swam back and forth for more than a dozen laps, and he also successfully reached the other side

"Xiao Linhu's friend, Yuan Chongshi, should be about the same time, I hope that the three years in Stanley Prison have not really extinguished his ambition, then it would be a pity, a person who has courage and knowledge, but is willing to stick a knife in his brother's ribs. Zhuge Hong suddenly jumped and said.

On the dilapidated football field, a group of teenagers are chasing and playing their favorite sports, such as youth football games! In the stadium's spectator seats, that is, on the erect concrete steps, a few adults sat scattered, their eyes sometimes shifting with the football in the stadium, sometimes looking around. Among them, two people are particularly special, one is wearing a full set of gray and white suits, full of expensive high-end goods, and the other is dressed in roadside street stalls, shabby and faded. Such people who should not be at the same level at all are sitting together in close proximity at this time, without any barriers, just sitting on the ground.

"Thank you! Xiao Ye told me, that time you hid, it turned out that you were seriously injured and almost hung up. Yuan Chongshi, who was close to middle age, said slowly, "Inside, the reason why I didn't die is precisely because of you, and I am willing to spend money on it! The person who did the black hand is not you, but someone else." ”

"The person who informed you that time, I later found out that he was also the one who was bought, but he couldn't speak anymore, so I always thought that the person who bought him was behind it. After recovering from my injuries, I began to investigate secretly, and finally the following year, I managed to find this man and successfully let him die in an accident. Only me, my own brother, and I knew about this, but no one could have thought of it. Xiao Linhu said with a helpless and unexpected expression, "Last month, I only learned the truth from others, and it turned out that the real person behind the scenes would be him." ”

"Who!" Yuan Chongshi asked in a low voice.

"Now the big man who has disappeared in Hong Kong can shake both black and white with his stomping foot!" Xiao Linhu replied.

His mind couldn't help but think of the last look of unwillingness, resentment, and mockery, perhaps the owner of those complicated eyes regretted his momentary hesitation at that time, so that he did not kill the tiger cleanly.

At the time, even I couldn't believe my ears, but he admitted it. Xiao Linhu continued.

"Mr. Hong, this, how is this possible?" Yuan Chongshi muttered with a look of surprise.

"Our earlier actions, the way we walked, were not the same path he walked, all over again. As a strongman who broke through that road, how could he not know the possibility of its success, and what the sentence is, 'success can be replicated', can be used as an explanation for his motives. Xiao Linhu analyzed and explained. "Just ask those who are mixed on this road, who wants the power, status, and wealth that they have obtained so hard to be replaced by newcomers one day! And as for those who help appropriately, which one is not the one who is not the one who has fallen into the sand in the end, and how many people have received his favor, but the result, hehe!" Since Xiao Linhu really tasted the taste of power and moved his buttocks, his thinking angle and height have become much broader!

"Success can be replicated? power, status, and wealth!" Yuan Chongshi turned his head and quietly looked at the life and death brothers he hadn't seen for three years, his smile was still the same, but his eyes changed, becoming restrained but cold, and then he recalled the subversive evaluation of this Mr. Hong by several like-minded people in prison, and asked, "He admitted it------- said so, do you know where Hong Yuansheng was, or died?" Wait, could it be that the power that is spreading on the road now is either swallowed up or uprooted, and behind it is really you and Qi Baishidi joining forces?" Yuan Chongshi boldly guessed that the three-year prison disaster had taught him a lot, such as forbearance and profundity, but this truth was too unexpected, even if he had made some psychological preparations.

"Yes, I took it from a friend, I can't smoke this special cigarette here in Hong Kong, especially after his old man left. Xiao Linhu took out a pack of yellow panda cigarettes from his trouser pocket, tore off the outer seal, took one for himself, and handed the rest to Yuan Chongshi, saying, "Go back and get a few from me, I just came over." Xiao Linhu chose to interrupt and avoid.

But after Yuan Chongshi took the cigarette, Xiao Linhu touched the side back and forth and did not find the lighter that ignited the fire, and then remembered that since when did he no longer have to take the cigarette himself, and he would have a subordinate who sat ten meters away from his right hand to serve these things. In the end, it was troublesome for Yuan Chongshi to light a fire for him.

"The special thing is different, it's strong, but you won't feel choking when you inhale it!" Xiao Linhu took a deep breath, let the cigarette churn around in his body, and slowly spit it out, saying.

"Well, it's even more enjoyable than Marlboro! Think about it, as long as there is a cigarette in it, it is a kind of enjoyment, superior to others!" Yuan Chongshi said with a pun.

Xiao Linhu looked at Yuan Chongshi, who could be called a brother in life and death when he debuted, and his eyes were familiar, and he hesitated. The atmosphere was quiet in the tacit understanding that you pumped and I breathed, only the cheers of the teenagers on the football field, I don't know which team scored a goal successfully!

From time to time, a few inches of cigarette fireworks touched Xiao Linhu's fingers, which reminded him that he had forgotten himself. Xiao Linhu threw away the cigarette butt and said in a deep voice: "Yes, not all!"