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Zhong Zheyuan silently chewed Qin Tian's words, and his thoughts were suddenly in his mind.

In the yard, the flowers are blooming, but the person who is more delicate than the flower is not here. He is still here, but today he is no longer the simple and simple fishing village boy he once was.

Perhaps from the moment he left the small fishing village at the mouth of the Cangjiang River, the peaceful life of sunrise and sunset was destined to be devoid of him. As the old Chinese saying goes, his parents are here, and he doesn't travel far, but he resolutely left his parents and walked into the city for the longing in his heart and for the ethereal dream. When he was a child, he had heard many legendary stories of Chinese people starting their own businesses from scratch, and he believed that he could be like them, carving out a world of his own with his bare hands and becoming an admirable existence.

But the reality is cruel. After entering the city, he found that this land did not have much kindness to the Chinese. When the legend in those stories stood at the pinnacle of wealth and looked up to the world, what awaited him was more indifference and discrimination. He traveled all over the city, but could not find a decent job, so he had to sell his hard work to survive.

It wasn't until a kind Chinese shopkeeper hired him that he really put down roots in the city. It was also in that store that he met a Chinese girl who worked in the store like him, and had a poor but sweet love. He thought he had found happiness and worked hard for the future and for his small family. Unexpectedly, a sudden accident ruined everything.

That day, a group of gunmen suddenly burst into the store, pointed guns at the people in the store, and then began to ransack on a frenzy. After the ransacking, they didn't leave, but ate and drank in the shop. After eating and drinking, several gangsters picked the women's faces one by one with the muzzles of their guns and dragged several young and beautiful women out.

His woman was among them, and when she was taken away, he decided to fight hard. The muzzles of several black holes were pointed at him in unison, and the gun-wielding gangsters sneered and were about to pull the trigger.

"He's going to die, this girl can't cry and scream, what's the strength of Lao Tzu?" a middle-aged man in a Huangni uniform stopped them, pinching his woman's chin and playing with it, his eyes indescribably evil and proud.

"You serve the master well, and the master will spare your man. Otherwise, he will die, and Lao Tzu will you anyway!" he sneered and dragged the girl into the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man walked out satisfied, covered in blood.

"The Chinese have been many martyrs since ancient times, and now they can be regarded as knowledgeable!However, even if you die, your body is still very enjoyable!" he smiled smugly, and turned his gaze to the store, "Clear the field and leave!"

Perhaps God has eyes, Zhong Zheyuan, who was shot several times in his body, mysteriously survived the subsequent massacre. He later learned that the group was not gangsters, but the southern Thai rebels who had retreated from the battlefield.

The simple young Zhong Zheyuan died that day, and the one who survived was the president of the Huaying Association who was as hard as iron.

You're right, maybe it's time for something to change. After a long time, Zhong Zheyuan looked up into the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Finally figured it out?" Qin Tian asked with a smile.

Zhong Zheyuan nodded: "But I have a reluctant request." ”

"Please. "Qin Tiandao.

"Help me kill someone! As long as he dies, Zhong Zheyuan's life is yours!" A flame burned in Zhong Zheyuan's eyes.

That fire burned Qin Tian at once, because he also had such a fire hidden in his heart.

"Kill whom?"

"Ruan Qinghe, help me kill this dog\\ mongrel!" Zhong Zheyuan gritted his teeth.

"I can't help you!" Qin Tian shook his head with a wry smile.

Zhong Zheyuan looked at him in amazement.

"Because I came to Tainan to kill him!" Qin Tian sighed.

Fate is sometimes so magical.

This meeting was the first contact between Qin Tian, the new boss of Cheetah, and Zhong Zheyuan, the president of the Huaying Association, who did not even have the most basic trust between them, but because of some unexpected factors, they began to cooperate closely.

No one knows exactly what was discussed between the two men, or what agreement was finally reached. But this meeting has had a far-reaching impact on Qinghe, southern Thailand, and even the entire Southeast Asian underworld.

Huayinghui, a self-protection organization composed of Chinese youth, officially stepped onto the stage of history from this moment. Greatness is often born of humility, and humility is always full of blood and tears. The process of moving from humility to greatness is not only a reversal of fate, but also a struggle of blood and tears.

"Ruan Qinghe, a thousand deaths are not enough to atone for his sins! But it is very difficult to kill him!" A deep voice came from outside the pavilion, and Lao Ba squinted and walked over from a distance.

Qin Tian's brows furrowed slightly, and his heart was full of suspicions.

Who is this guy? When did he come here? How did he hear the conversation between me and Zhong Zheyuan from such a distance?

"Eighth child, why are you here?" Zhong Zheyuan's brows also furrowed. The military advisor came uninvited, which was disrespectful to the guests.

"Brother Qin doesn't need to be surprised, the ears of the blind are usually better. Lao Ba didn't answer Zhong Zheyuan's words, but looked at Qin Tian and smiled, "What's more, I can also read lip language." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Qin Tian to reply, and turned to Zhong Zheyuan.

"I've been advising you not to touch Ruan Qinghe, you may think I'm acting too cautiously. Actually, I dissuade you because you don't know the hidden strength of this person, and I know his strength but don't tell you because I am afraid that you will sink in despair. Now it seems that the decision was the right one. ”

"A common enemy is the beginning of good cooperation. Let's use Ruan Qinghe's dog life to sacrifice the flag for the upcoming battle! I don't know what the two of you think?" The squinted eyes opened a slit, and the old eight-eyed eyes were clear.

"I'm grass, aren't you blind?" Zhong Zheyuan was startled, and he was not lightly frightened. He stared at Lao Ba with wide eyes, and even forgot all about Ruan Qinghe for a while. Master, for three years, I have always thought that you were blind, everyone thought you were blind, but you were not blind, that is, I was blind......

"You're blind!" scolded the old man with a smile, "I'm just too lazy to open my eyes, because there are no people and things in this world worth seeing me." ”

"But today is different. Brother Qin is here, I can't think of it if I don't open my eyes. ”

"Has there ever been a woman who has changed her clothes in front of you? If so, you're in big trouble...... But you can pay hush money. Qin Tian looked at this legendary master and said without being salty. Brother hates two kinds of people the most in his life, one is the person who pretends to be forced in front of his brother, and the other is the person who is a dog-headed military advisor to others, you actually have both......

(My son broke his leg at home during the kindergarten holiday, and rushed him to the hospital for 2,000 words after he came back.) Everyone has been waiting for a long time, it is not tonight, and it will continue tomorrow. ）