The goose-feathered snow slowly fell from the sky, and outside the manor was a field that could not be seen as far as the eye could see, and the field was now covered with snow, like a snow-colored blanket.

"Let's go, Liu Lao. Walking to the gate, Li Gangbiao bent down slightly and said to Liu Lao, who was closing the door, and Liu Lao looked at him meaningfully with cloudy eyes and said, "Be careful." Li Gangbiao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded respectfully to Liu Lao with a smile: "Got it." As he spoke, Liu Lao closed the bronze door, Li Gangbiao looked at the strange lines on the bronze gate, and Wu Gang's deep voice came from behind: "Boss, what should you do next?" Li Gangbiao tore away his gaze stuck to the bronze door, turned around slowly, and his eyes suddenly changed and became cold and flashing: "Of course, I went back to give a big gift to those idiots who daydreamed!"

Saying that, Li Gangbiao stepped forward, and at the door, the burgundy jeep that was particularly obvious in the snow, Wu Gang followed.....

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In the jeep, in addition to Wu Gang, there is another middle-aged woman with a slender figure in a long black dress, who is the only person in the Huameng who Li Gangbiao completely trusts in addition to Wu Gang, Li Gangbiao's trust in the two is almost equal, if you have to distinguish between high and low, then deep in Li Gangbiao's heart, the winner should be this middle-aged woman who is driving with a mediocre appearance and a somewhat charitable appearance.

"Ziyi, long time no see, it's a pleasure to see you" As soon as he got into the car, Li Gangbiao looked at the middle-aged woman who was turning the key, and this middle-aged woman was Sun Ziyi, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth when she heard this, and she glanced at Li Gangbiao in the flat mirror above the driver's seat: "It just so happens that I am the same." “

Sun Ziyi is the mother of Li Gangbiao's former "Xiaofei", yes, a middle-aged woman who was driving, and was passed by her former husband, who was Xiaofei's father* when she was a girl, and at that time,* For the society at that time, and for an innocent girl, it is an extremely shameful thing, which must not be said, and finally under the tacit understanding of the two families, inexplicably she and the man (Qian Jun) a middle-aged greasy uncle with thick eyebrows and big eyes, although Qian Jun was twenty years older than Sun Ziyi, who was eighteen years old at the time, but Sun Ziyi, who grew up in a traditional family, may be because of the education of his parents, there is a bad mentality of marrying a chicken and a dog and marrying a dog, which is also leading to the next ten years, she was endured by her husband's domestic violence but remained silent, and Xiaofei, who was also a son, saw this scene and hated his father very much, and want to get rid of the core driving force of this deformed society, this is three years ago, Li Gangbiao was still in Jiangxi, when he was accepting his younger brother, he met Xiao Fei, a seventeen-year-old young man, Li San, who was originally recruiting, did not want this childish child, but Li Gangbiao saw the suppressed killing intent in Xiao Fei's eyes, and the fearless momentum on his body, and finally not only included Xiao Fei into the group, but also directly promoted to the combat department, and personally taught him to learn the art of killing.

Soon Xiao Fei was taught by Li Gangbiao by hand, and his strength rose sharply in several fights on the street, and the price was that the right cheek was scraped by a dagger with a hideous scar one inch long, but Xiao Fei didn't care, but was a little happy, because in this way he was more similar to Li Gangbiao's eldest brother, and he had an unsightly scar...

Soon when Li Gangbiao grabbed the fourth chassis, Li Gangbiao stood at the top of the platform, facing more than ten brothers in the audience, and swore loudly and solemnly: "Here I officially announce that the Huameng is officially established, and the members are everyone here!!"

That day, Sun Ziyi was wearing a simple and even somewhat old-fashioned lace skirt, with a sad face and tears on her face, and saw Xiao Fei who was celebrating and hurriedly ran up, and then hugged Xiao Fei tightly, refusing to let go at all, and Qian Jun, who was Xiao Fei's father, sat on a bench while lighting a cigarette, looking at Xiao Fei and even Sun Ziyi indifferently, as if all this had nothing to do with him.