The big demon put the newspaper back on the table with an expressionless face, he was really a little curious, this fat panda realm was so dead, he finally ran out of the temple and didn't run two miles, just ran from Shangdao to Xinxiang, and the four-hour train distance was dead, and he began to engage in things and west, covering his ears and stealing the bell, he really thought that he Griffith was blind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This guy in the sky doesn't mean much to Griffith, it's really a dispensable backhand, Griffith thought about it, or let him make trouble for a while, and then clean it up when he pulled out his hand.

The development of the Silver Soul side has been quite good for a while, and the forces have basically monopolized the underground world of Rongcheng, so it will be consolidated during this time, and then it will develop outward.

The Black Kamen Mercenary Group under the command of Gintama is now also full of talents, and after high salaries, militarization, and comprehensive management and training, the Black Kamen Mercenary Group has basically possessed the professional branch talents of a large mercenary group force, and has initially met the requirements of the Great Demon.

As for the high-end, off-the-beaten-path talents and geeks in captivity of the top mercenary groups, this kind of thing is hard to come by, and Griffith is very lenient about it.

The Black Kamen Mercenary Group has developed to this point, and the scale is okay, and the reserve of talents is not an overnight thing, but it has been done in terms of popularity, and there is still a lot of potential to be tapped.

Hua Ye's side recently mailed 100 million US dollars to the mercenary group, but his frequent accumulation of wealth has been targeted recently, and the form is relatively tight, and it is estimated that it is impossible to provide greater financial support in a short period of time.

It can also be said that it is a necessary process experience in the growth and expansion of the Black Mask Mercenary Group, and not long ago, the Black Mask Mercenary Group was finally targeted by an organization with a lot of energy.

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In the alleys of the eastern suburbs in the dead of night, the faint light of the distant mountains exudes a hazy charm in the moonlight, and the subtle emotions in the heart are stretched in the long and cool night, like the time stretched by the rotating fan leaves in the middle of summer.

Suddenly, a heavy wheezing sound gradually became clear from the darkness in the distance, and the footsteps came from far and near, revealing a strong young man in a green shirt.

The man who appeared in the field of vision was twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his appearance was ordinary, but he was angular, so he looked upright and not very easy to get along with.

In fact, the man is a person with a decent personality, at least on the surface, he is gentle and kind, but because of the 'natural fierce appearance' on his face, his 'sexual' fortune has been very unhappy for a while.

The young man's name is Yan Qing, who used to be a wandering ruffian in Rongcheng, who was related to a small underground gang, and did some intimidation, collecting protection money and other indiscriminate things, but barely took care of himself.

But people with three religions and nine streams have a three-class and nine-rate lifestyle, and as a glamorous gangster, Yan Qing really has his own pains.

Yan Qing, who thinks that she has read this year's sage book and knows more about the eight honors and eight shames than the fox friends and dog friends around her, sometimes wonders if she needs to live in a different way. He is a real gangster, and when he sees his juniors, he will be called 'Brother Qing' with low eyebrows, but that's all.

Life must look forward, Yan Qing clearly knows that the road of gangsters, there is no future, and it is the point of no return.

Yan Qing is familiar with the international situation, understands the political attitude, and has seen the so-called boss and the leader of the hall after the glamorous and beautiful scenery, those bleak and helpless endings, which made Yan Qing confused and painful.

And this pain became clearer and more tangible after Yan Qing fell in love with the little widow who was always standing on the side of the street, wearing a goose-yellow dress, and silently helping people with barbecue skewers with her head down.

The widow who stood on the side of the street selling meat skewers was a family surnamed Li, who had died untimely after getting married in the past, leaving behind such a young survivor.

The little widow surnamed Li has a thin body and a clumsy mouth that doesn't like to speak, so she looks a little wooden.

Perhaps because of the blow of her husband's death, or because of the fact that her mother-in-law, who has a grudge against her for the sake of 'Kefu', has made it difficult for her to do so over the years, the little widow surnamed Li has become more and more silent, but she looks like she is willing to be beaten.

Yan Qing first met the widow surnamed Li after a drinking party, and he was driven by two or three friends to eat skewers.

At that time, it was probably late autumn, and the woman surnamed Li was holding her hair, lowering her head and baking next to the charcoal fire, her figure was petite, which made people unconsciously ignore it.

After that, the woman served them more than fifty skewers of mutton and beef on a plate, and she was also silent and did not leave much impress.

Maybe it was because of the special taste of the meat skewers grilled by the widow surnamed Li, or because of the fate of the underworld, after that, Yan Qing went to the barbecue restaurant where the widow was a few times, so she gradually cared about the taciturn woman.

There are no earth-shattering and touching stories, and there are no heroes saving beauty or pitiful episodes, Yan Qing simply fell in love with that little woman.

When Yan Qing realized this, he himself was even a little confused. Men position themselves as prodigal sons and gangsters, and they have always fantasized about marrying a pink wife, preferably a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a good family.

But it doesn't feel like it's going to deceive, Yan Qing quickly accepted this feeling with a sigh. He corrected his mentality, but he was still in a complicated mood, not because the other party was a widow, but because Yan Qing's feelings just sprouted in his heart, which belonged to out-and-out love and secret love.

But the crush has the pain and joy of the crush, Yan Qing is happy to do it, once she has free time, she will sit here for a while, but let the woman who is not good at speaking take a few more looks.

Marriage makes people mature, and so can a crush.

After seeing the naked simplicity and humility of the other party, Yan Qing is also reflecting on her too flashy life. He knows that there is no end to the life of a gangster, most of them will not die well, and they are 'as deep as the sea in Houmen', it is easy to enter and difficult to go.

He didn't have the luxury of being able to get out of the gangster road from now on, and Yan Qing didn't have any skills, but he often wondered if there was a way for him to live more calmly.

The little people have the sincerity and calculation of the little people, and the humble woman and the confused man sit under the same sky, obscure to each other.

After such a long time, Yan Qing felt the love and hate, pain and happiness of that woman more clearly. He is deeply infatuated with this deep-rooted feeling, the other party is humble and silent, but the more so, this precipitation and peace of mind, on the contrary, makes the man's glitz become vulnerable.

Therefore, Yan Qing felt humbled by this. This, together with his unspeakable love, made his life like a thin thread on a withered vine, round and round, in the evening breeze and the swaying of distant branches, turning into a scene of ruin and peace.

Of course, another reason that makes Yan Qing, a rude and straightforward and civilized gangster, difficult to speak, is that he has no end to the future. With his life as a gangster, he can't bring a stable future to a woman.

When love can't be spoken, then nine times out of ten, there is really a little feeling.

In time, everyone is a passerby, Yan Qing, a passerby, was entangled, and then met those people and things in fate in the middle of time.

Yan Qing joined the Black Kamen Mercenary Group half a year ago, he is a gangster who is left and right, although he is not a member of a black organization, but he has a wide range of people and pays attention to his work.

At the same time, as a qualified gangster, Yan Qing certainly has a lot of trouble.

It was probably a sunny afternoon, and Yan Qing was sitting in a small corner by the barbecue restaurant with a cold beer. Not far from him, a familiar petite figure was busy, busy with the smoke of charcoal and the smell of roasted meat, which made him feel reassured.

However, this quiet town afternoon is just a dream in time, like a bubble, bursting at the touch of a button.

A few noises and noises tore apart the silence of the afternoon, Yan Qing turned her head to look out, and saw several well-dressed men walking over to this side laughing loudly.

The man who walked towards the store was the cousin of the Qingzhu Gang master, his name was Zheng Jin, and he was an arrogant and domineering person. Yan Qing was in the underground world of Rongcheng, and she had met each other a few times, but she had heard some about Zheng Jin's character and bad deeds.

Alcoholism, lust or something, is a common disease of men, and Yan Qing thinks that she is also such a person. But it is too much for someone like Zheng Jin to be short-tempered, like to make trouble after drinking, or to use force and violence against women, and after the incident is over, it is too much to intimidate and threaten to take photos and leave videos.

When Yan Qing was thinking like this, Zheng Jin had already walked in with a few gangsters from the Qingzhu Gang. Zheng Jin lowered his head and pretended not to see each other, in fact, the two of them were just nodding their heads, and Zheng Jin didn't have much impression of Yan Qing.

After three rounds of drinking, Zheng Jin and the little brothers of the two or three Qingzhu Gang talked more, they didn't have much culture, and they talked about things explicit and vulgar, so they quickly got involved with women. 、

At this time, the widow surnamed Li came over with a plate after grilling the meat skewers, and Zheng Jin, who was happy to see the hunting heart, pinched the woman's buttocks.

The widow with a wooden personality probably had never experienced such a thing, she was stunned for a moment at first, but soon blushed, took two steps back, and stared fiercely at Zheng Jin, who was still pinching her fingers and sniffing and laughing at the tip of her nose with her eyes.

The thugs of the Qingzhu Gang also laughed, and in shame, the widow surnamed Li took two steps back helplessly, turned around and walked back to her barbecue stand.

However, it didn't end so easily. Not long after, the thug next to Zheng Jin playfully ordered another fifty skewers of beef, and the widow surnamed Li hesitated for a while after grilling the meat skewers, but still walked over.