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The Huameng Assembly Hall — the long table — was full of people.

Li Gangbiao sat on the highest place, and the sunlight shone on his water chestnut face, adding a bit of sunshine to the originally cold and indifferent face.

"Everyone is together. Like a crow's outstretched wings under the felt hat, Li Gangbiao's melancholy eyes opened, looked around, and nodded: "Today's meeting only talks about two things, first of all, I emphasize that today's words are very important, I hope everyone can keep all the words that come to you confidential, even your own relatives can't say it!"

"Okay! I gathered everyone here today, and there are roughly two things, the first is that our Huameng has a new investor. With a smile on the corner of his lips, Li Gangbiao took out a check from his arms and handed it to Sun Ziyi, who was sitting on the right: "The investor invested 80 million yuan in my Huameng, and this money, because of the fierce attack on us by the Ximeng before, I decided to use most of it to buy weapons and guns, and then organize the troops to fight back! ! As for the remaining part, there are about 20 million of all for everyone, of course, this money is not so easy to take, and everyone needs to pay some price. ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere instantly became solidified, and Li Gangbiao's gaze at everyone began to change.

Once upon a time, these people on the table could still drink and play together, and they could also hand over their backs to each other's partners, but with the official establishment of the Huameng, these old people tasted the taste of power, and their subconscious began to change, becoming clinging to their own one-third of an acre of land, and becoming only for the sake of their own small group, and they are no longer the hot-blooded young people who will throw their heads and spill their blood for the Huameng.

Looking at the hypocritical faces under the table, disgust surged into Li Gangbiao's heart for the first time, but it was soon replaced by Li Gangbiao's perseverance, the iron ball in his hand turned faster and faster, more and more forcefully, and when the iron ball began to deform a little, Li Gangbiao spoke again: "Since everyone is silent, then I will assume that everyone agrees to me." As he spoke, the iron ball in Li Gangbiao's hand had been completely deformed, and he gently put the iron ball that had been transformed into an oval shape on the table, and dropped a sentence that made everyone's blood almost coagulate: "Of course, there is another option———— death!!" Li Gangbiao turned his head at dusk and glanced at everyone, the murderous aura in his eyes, and the unquestionable attitude made everyone compromise.

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A silent corridor in the small garden outside the council hall.

Li Gangbiao sat on a bench in the garden, a huge bloated orange cat, lazily lying in Li Gangbiao's arms, Li Gangbiao did not drive it away, but gently brushed its fur, palm gently touched the orange cat's big belly.

"Alliance leader, before the matter is finished, why did you leave. Wu Gang walked straight to Li Gangbiao, and then walked up to Li Gangbiao and said.

"It's okay, the most important thing is said and done, the rest is not important. Frowning slightly, Li Gangbiao said coldly: "And if I don't dare to guarantee that I won't leave, I won't stop killing me." ”

"Why, scared. There was no movement, Li Gangbiao was also a little bored, glancing at Wu Gang, but Wu Gang did not have the fear in Li Gangbiao's image, not at all, which made Li Gangbiao a little bored: "Why aren't you afraid?"

"Between you and me, there shouldn't be such a fear. Wu Gang said expressionlessly.

These words made Li Gangbiao's heart ripple slightly, and a trace of warmth surged in his heart, and he punched Wu Gang's abdomen hard: "Stinky boy!" But with a smile on his face: "Thank you." ”

"Don't thank me. “

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At the same time, at the gate of Huameng.

"You should have something to eat. Sun Ziyi, who was smiling, walked straight to Wuchen, who was sitting at the door, then took out a box of biscuits from the basket and handed it to Wuchen: "For example, a box of freshly baked acorn biscuits." ”

"Put it there. Opening his eyes, Wuchen nodded slightly to Sun Ziyi: "Thank you for the cookies." ”

"It's just a gesture, can I sit next to you if I don't mind?" As he spoke, Sun Ziyi made his ass dust-free.

Wuchenzui Village squirmed a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything, and accepted Sun Ziyi to sit beside him.

"By the way, it's been so long, and I still don't know your real name?" As soon as she sat down, Sun Ziyi asked.

"Dust-free. Wuchen said.

"The previous name. Sun Ziyi looked at the dustless and clear eyes.

"Before, do you mean my name when I was not yet enlightened?" Wuchen said with a smile.

"Yes, can you tell me?" Sun Ziyi rubbed his red hands, Wuchen glanced at Sun Ziyi, who was shivering from the cold, and shook his head: "You better go back, you can't stand this kind of weather." ”

"Do you think I can't bear it?" Sun Ziyi said.

"No, your willpower is strong enough to face any difficulty, including the cold, of course. Wuchen's eyes suddenly became dark, and the words changed: "But this is not you, your essence is a weak wife, a gentle mother, and a gentle woman who treats people and things with good intentions, not a woman who is now scheming to approach me, please me, and want to get so-called support from me." "Dustless words are like carrying a sharp knife.

"Even though I do, I still don't want people to talk about it. Sun Ziyi said.

After saying that, Sun Ziyi left.

"You have bad intentions, but you are a great woman. Wuchen looked at Sun Ziyi's distant back, and took out an acorn biscuit from the biscuit box———— which was very fragrant and chewy.

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When one emotion reaches a tipping point and transcends, it is replaced by a completely different emotion.

And Luo Jialiang at this time is like this, once upon a time he was so longing, the beauty of love, longing to get back together with Xia Zhixuan and enter the palace of marriage again.

But this emotion continued to surround him, and this feeling of confusion spread through his heart like the cholera of the last century, making him extremely painful, but helpless.

So before, he could only lock himself in the room, fill Luo Jialiang's empty heart with vast knowledge, and the unbearable loneliness, and study without gaps, so that Luo Jialiang could get a little respite in the cholera version of his infatuation, all of which Xia Zhixuan had also experienced once upon a time, but this time it was time for Luo Jialiang to try.

One day, on an extremely ordinary noon, with goose feathers and heavy snow floating on the outside, the unique fragrance of fruit trees wafting in the house, and the flames in the fireplace swaying in the air, Luo Jialiang suddenly stopped, put down the heavy and incomprehensible ancient books in his hand, and his eyes carried complex emotions that ordinary people could not understand.

He threw all the piles of books in front of his desk into the fireplace, and looked at the books he had studied these days, swallowed up by the flames in the fireplace, the fire gradually grew larger and hotter, and the air changed from the original fruity smell to an unbearable strange smell, perhaps the books and the fruit wood in the fireplace produced something inexplicable, making the air very unpleasant.

But Luo Jialiang did not leave because of this, he looked at the flames that had become "rampant" after devouring books in the fireplace, it seemed to be wantonly opening its teeth and claws, as if it was laughing at his own cowardice, his own incompetence.

"Can you tell me if I should go to her?" said Luo Jialiang to the flames

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In fact, when he said this, his attitude was already clear.