The blue sea and blue sky, the vicissitudes of the sea, the peak of the river and the mountains. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe hero leaves, the king returns, and the thunder rolls calmly. Looking back on the past, the young pheasant was able to break the three mountains with one hand, and the emperor was also indifferent. Now the talent, the mind is calm, the heart of the fist is still watery, and he only hopes to return to his hometown as speechless. Back then, there were 100,000 iron soldiers, and one person was in power. Today's plantain is miserable, a night of cold rain, ten thousand points of chat. -- Initial angle question

The blue sky is like a mirror, like water hanging upside down. The white clouds are scattered, like brocade like cotton. The breeze is refreshing, comfortable and refreshing. Winter goes to spring, and everything recovers. The dead trees are green, and the loess is green. The ice shattered, the river rose, the white waves flew, and the silver light flashed.

Through the glass, through the clouds, looking down on the vast rivers and mountains, a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar feeling arises spontaneously. This is my hometown, is this my homeland? The feeling of being close to my hometown is even more timid, and only the wanderers who have been away for several years, and only the people who are in a hurry to take care of their hometown, and only those who are deeply attached to their hometown will understand the true meaning of this sentence. Exhaled a breath of turbidity, calmed the throbbing heart, and his eyes gradually blurred.

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"Mo, you're not joking with me, are you? You said you want to go back to Huaxia? Aren't you willing to help me anymore? Oh, no, I'm not going to let you go. An old man with a white beard walked up to a young man and said excitedly, his whole body trembling because of surprise or panic.

In front of the old man, a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old reached out and touched the stubble on his slightly blackened lips, then glanced at the old man, and then pursed his lips and smiled: "Ront, I have been helping you for three years. In the past three years, I have restored calm to you, a damn mafia facing internal and external troubles, and you have secured the position of this boss. My hands are stained with the blood of your enemies, and I am tired and want to rest. ”

"Oh, no, no...... Mo, are you complaining that your workload is too much? Well, now you don't have to do anything, as long as you stay with me, I'll be content. Or do you think the power is too small? In this way, you will be my deputy now, and you will be their boss except me. Ron threw out a tempting fruit, you must know that as the largest gangster in the world, the mafia's power is all over the world, their industries involve various industries, their people are more than 100,000, and no one in the world can beat it.

However, such a force was faced with internal and external troubles a few years ago. Internally, the previous boss of the mafia has just died, and no one under him obeys anyone, so it is an internal fight, all of which must exterminate the other party, and then dominate the mafia. The brothers who used to fight side by side suddenly became enemies, and blood, money, and power flooded everyone in the mafia. It was also taking advantage of this opportunity that other gangs flocked to see the mafia, the "boss" of the gang, as lambs to the slaughter. Each gang wants to get what they want in this chaotic gang, and for this they cooperate, then betray, cooperate, and betray again...... As a subordinate general of the previous mafia boss, Ron has undoubtedly become a powerful force in the struggle for power, and in this turbulent environment, his situation is not optimistic, both to guard against opponents and partners, there are no friends and no enemies, there are only interests. And Ront, a brave and resourceful fellow, also tasted a deep betrayal, and his partner betrayed him, making him a loner and a target for everyone. When facing the threat of death and the despair of life, the "Mo" in his mouth appeared. It was this person who made him sweep away the decline, whether it was strategy or strength, Ron suddenly turned from decline to prosperity, and it only took one year to quell the civil strife, and then it took one year to eliminate external troubles, and another year to make the entire mafia more powerful, even more than before. Between this before and after, the appearance of "Mo" played a decisive role. It can be said that without "Mo", there would be no current Ront, and there would be no current mafia.

"Ronte, do you think I need this?" the young man looked at Ron meaningfully.

Being stared at by the eyes of a young man like a gloomy owl, Ron only felt a chill down his spine, of course he knew that these things were worthless in front of this person, and if he needed them, it would be effortless.

Ron let out a long sigh, then slowly sat back in his seat, and said in a depressed mood, "Okay, I won't force you. For so many years, without you, there would be no me, no mafia. But I have to warn you, you must greet your bloodthirsty team before you go back, I don't want these guys to cause trouble for me. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth curled, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I will." They are all my subordinates, and if you don't take them, I can give them some tasks and transfer them out of Washington, so as not to annoy you. ”

"Hey, that's for the best. Rondt hurriedly replied, "Huaxia is your motherland, and I don't think I need to arrange anything for you." Say, let me do what. ”

The young man stood up and came to the window, looked at the high-rise buildings in his eyes, and said calmly: "There is nothing to say, your kindness has already been repaid, and now I have returned to the country alone, and I have nothing to worry about." ”

Feeling the meaning of the young man's words, Ron sighed again, thinking about the past few years, this person has done his best to exterminate all the enemies in front of Ronte, not only in addition to internal worries and external troubles, but also for the mafia to recruit and train a large number of brothers with extraordinary strength, such a feat, can completely occupy a place in the mafia, power, money, beauty, inexhaustible. But Ron knew that the man didn't care about any of that.

"And when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow. ”

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The iron-blooded lion was killed in a hundred battles, and his momentum was like a rainbow tiger out of the flail. No one knows bloodthirsty, and who is not afraid of bloody fangs. -- Xinyan's comment

The cold wind is howling, the black clouds are overwhelming, and the weather in Washington always makes people have to wrap themselves in big cotton jackets to withstand the biting cold wind. However, in the face of such bad weather, some people are destined not to be afraid of her. Just like at this moment, a hundred warriors who were just wearing thin vests like javelins stood still in the cold wind, and they stood like this, letting the cold wind slash their bodies like scimitars. Although their bodies trembled because they were too cold, and although the hot breath they exhaled instantly condensed into frost, they still clenched their teeth, their eyes like electricity, and stood there motionless. Just because they are bloodthirsty fangs.

Each member of the fangs was a member of the remnants of a battle, baptized in blood, trained in the devil's way, and fulfilled the requirements of that man, the god in their hearts, to become a part of it. They still remember how earth-shattering the tryouts were back then, and they will not forget that every difficulty in training was like a devil fighting against them. They had to turn themselves into demons to deal with tasks that seemed impossible to accomplish. They can stand until they die in this damn weather without blinking an eye. They can also eat anything they can eat when they have nothing to satisfy their hunger, just to live. They can also use the most advanced weapons and equipment in modern times to kill anyone, including the leader of a nation, even though they are destined to lose their lives. But as long as that person gives an order, these people will carry it out without question, even if they go to die, they will not hesitate at all. Because they are just that person's dead soldiers, and everything about each of them is that person's name is Mo Yan, nicknamed the Dragon King.

He wore a black trench coat, long hair with a shawl, and a pair of shiny leather boots.

"Stepping on the footsteps", as the footsteps continued to approach, these people stood straighter and looked more solemn.

The man appeared.

Looking at the eyes full of black, fangs and bloodthirsty momentum like a river and a sea. Nodding his head in satisfaction, the visitor whispered, "You are my fangs, galloping across the field with my will." Now I want you to go to Italy, where there is a valley of sin, and I want you to occupy it within a year, do you understand?"

"Yes. ”

One voice is as indifferent as the breeze, and the other is high-pitched as if it can shake the earth.

Without saying a word, the people turned and left, leaving a mountain of backs for these people.

Reaching out and gently rubbing the emerald green coiling dragon ring on his finger, Mo Yan retracted his thoughts, and a smile appeared on his iron-like handsome face. He knew that his past had become a thing of the past, and from the moment he set foot on this loyal land, a new Mo Yan was born. The violence in his eyes was hidden, and now there was only a slight green and mature taste that a young man of his age should have.

The flight attendant wore a tight uniform wrapped around a delicate body, and her beautiful face combined with a friendly smile made her even more moving. Pushing a cart full of all kinds of drinks and food, the flight attendant shouted polite words in her soft voice in standard Mandarin.

Mo Yan reached out and took out a bottle of green tea from the cart, and then gave a smile to the stewardess who looked over.

The flight attendant's name is Sun Jingru, she has been a flight attendant for three years, and she can be regarded as a very old flight attendant. And the passengers on the plane are all kinds of people, including rich people, high-ranking officials, and noble women...... Undoubtedly, they are full of the smell of money or power, and the kind of arrogance born in her bones makes it difficult for her to feel their spontaneous superiority and superiority pride in the face of even the smile of the other party, and even the obscenity that may be implied. However, on this person, the shallow smile, the bright eyes, the resolute and angular mature and handsome face and the majestic and domineering momentum immediately made her feel like an emperor, and her heart trembled.

"Hello. Sun Jingru also showed a friendly smile, and then pushed the car on, although she repeatedly remained calm, but her slightly trembling voice still betrayed her, and she couldn't help but admit that she liked the feeling just now.

Mo Yan opened the cap of the bottle and was about to take a sip to quench his thirst, when suddenly there was a bang, and then he heard a panicked scream from behind, and it was this cry that ignited everyone on the entire plane like a fuse.

"Bang", a gunshot rang out, deafening.

The originally chaotic scene immediately quieted down. But everyone present was even more frightened, and life was only a thought.

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