Night!

Bleak!

The shantytowns are intertwined with low-rise buildings, and the narrow aisles are lined with all kinds of small vendors, which are crowded with people and noisy. The ground was dark and damp, with a faint smell of stinking gutters and mold.

Zhao Hetu curled up in the small room, frowning. How could he have ever lived in such a place? The tiger fell into Pingyang, and he actually fell to such a state now, and he actually wanted to hide in such a place.

He didn't dare to go out at all, the outside had been blocked, and the limelight was in full swing, and if he was accidentally targeted, he might not be able to escape so easily.

Think about it, after so many years, I ended up like this.

Thinking of Qin Yan and Duan Wan'er, Zhao Hetu's eyes couldn't help but burst out with a chill. In any case, he had to get out of here as soon as possible, and then find a way to make a comeback.

The knock on the door was urgent, and Zhao Hetu was shocked, and he suddenly became nervous.

"Who?" Zhao Hetu asked nervously.

"Open the door!" a cold voice sounded outside the door.

Zhao Hetu trembled, a familiar voice, although he hadn't heard it for many years, he still remembered it vividly.

Zhao Hetu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly opened the door, only to see an old man slowly pacing in.

The old man wore a mask, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly. There was a cold chill all over the body, which made people feel creepy. This feeling is too familiar to Zhao Hetu, even after so many years, he still feels as if it was just yesterday.

Back then, if it weren't for the help of the old man, he Zhao Hetu would not be where he is today. It was the strong financial support of the old man that allowed him to rise quickly and become the uncrowned king who has dominated the northwest for more than 20 years. And his kung fu is also taught by the old man.

If there is no old man, perhaps, Zhao Hetu is just a gangster, where will there be such a beautiful twenty years?

"Old sir. Zhao Hetu shouted in awe.

So far, he has never seen the true face of the old man, nor does he know his real name, and he is always referred to as the old man.

"Remember me? The old man snorted coldly and walked over to the sofa and sat down.

The dilapidated sofa was covered with dust stains, and the old man couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Hetu hurriedly stepped forward and picked up a towel to spread out.

"The old gentleman's great kindness and great virtue I Zhao Hetu will never forget in my life, if it weren't for the help of the old gentleman, how could I have such a beautiful scenery?" Zhao Hetu said respectfully.

His eyes stole at him in horror, and his heart was uneasy.

The comers are not good. The old man came over at this time, obviously not as simple as catching up with himself.

"If you know, why did you betray me?" the old man shouted.

Zhao Hetu panicked, and knelt down with a "poof", "Old man, how could I betray you? You are so kind to me that you are like a reconstruction, even if you give me everything, it will be difficult to repay one or two." ”

"Hmph, that's a nice thing to say. The old man sneered, "Do you think I don't know what you've done all these years? You have expanded your own power, colluded with other organizations, and recently even took advantage of God's curse, trying to use their power to get rid of me." I don't know any of this?"

"No, not really. I worked with Damnation in the hope that it would help me settle the difficult things with the power of Damnation. Zhao Hetu argued. It's just that when the words came out, he inevitably seemed a little weak and unconfident.

"Yes? Then let me ask you, why didn't you give it to me in the first place after you got it, but you hid it privately? You even gave the Mo Evil Divine Sword to the eldest grandson Wuwu in exchange for cooperation with him? When I first helped you up, I told you that I would ask you to help investigate the whereabouts of the Demon Sword. However, you got the Mo Evil Divine Sword but didn't hand it over, how can you explain this?" the old man asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Hetu trembled, and he didn't know what to say.

"Don't you have anything to say?" the old man snorted coldly, "You have fallen to such a point, then you can only be blamed for yourself." People, the most important thing is to be self-aware, don't do things beyond your ability, and eat as much as you have the appetite, otherwise, you will only support yourself. If you weren't insatiable, how could you have failed today? Do you know why I didn't tell you when I knew someone was going to deal with you?"

"The old gentleman was angry with me and wanted to kill me by their hands. Zhao Hetu said.

"I really didn't misread you, you are very smart, but unfortunately, smart was mistaken by smart. Originally, you could have continued with your current scenery, but it was you who made this choice. Sometimes, there is only one way to go, and once you take the wrong path, you will never be able to turn back. For the sake of you've been with me for so many years, you can do it yourself. The old man said lightly.

Zhao Hetu sat down on the ground dejectedly and slowly raised his palms.

He knew very well that he had no power to resist in front of the old man, just like a three-year-old child who had no choice against a rough man.

For a long time, Zhao Hetu never got started.

The strong desire to survive made it difficult for him to start at all.

Suddenly, Zhao Hetu stood up and glared at the old man fiercely.

"What kind of scenery do you keep talking about? I have always been just your tool, your puppet. Why? Why should my life be in your hands forever? If I want to control my own destiny, then I must get rid of you, if you don't die, I will never be able to really stand up. ”

"If I could, I'd rather I hadn't met you in the first place. Perhaps, my life is very ordinary, but I should live a very happy life. You changed my life, but you ruined my life. Why? I just want to be the master of my own life for once, not to be manipulated by others. ”

Zhao Hetu roared a little hysterically, as if he wanted to vent all the anger that had been suppressed in his heart all these years.

The old man frowned slightly, and snorted coldly, "Everything is your choice, it is now, and it was the same then." It's because you can't control your greed, and now it's the fault of me. Hmph, you're really unrepentant. What's the matter? Do you still want to do it with me?"

Zhao Hetu was stunned for a moment, and his expression darkened again.

"Haha......" laughed a few times, Zhao Hetu said: "It's my fault, it's that I shouldn't have embarked on this road from beginning to end." Unfortunately, it's too late to know. You have harmed me all my life, and I will curse you, and I will curse you to be like me in the future, and go to a dead end. ”

The words fell, and Zhao Hetu slapped his palm on his head.

A generation of heroes died here!