Wu An didn't expect that the news she sent out was not greeted by other people's amazement or flattery, but a series of ridicule, which was very different from what she imagined.

It's an entertainment group, but it's actually just a gathering group of gangsters and little sisters, these young men and women in their teens and twenties are not enough to compare with the top and the bottom, and they can't spoil others and can only spoil themselves.

"Yo, it seems that An An is going to soar now, but don't forget your sister" followed by a laughing expression, obviously teasing him.

"Yes, I will see An An in the future, but I am going to call the big chicken head, oops! I'm sorry I made a mistake, it's the eldest sister, don't call your brother to beat me" There is ridicule and sarcasm.

"An An, you are not sleepwalking, you don't have to be like this if you want to die, if you want to die, if you want to be known by Boss Feng, even if you are ruined for the rest of your life, don't burden the rest of us with a pig's brain" Some people scolded unceremoniously, but after this sentence was finished, the lively group instantly quieted down.

Although they are just some unpopular gangsters, but dragons have dragon paths, rats have rat holes, and naturally there are some channel sources, and a big brother-level figure like Feng Tang is not a matter of minutes to kill someone.

Looking at the evaluation inside, Wu Anan didn't speak, although he usually knew that his family was poor and had no background, except for a little look, it could be said that he had nothing.

The cold words and merciless insults are all called by the usual sisters and sisters, as well as the brothers and brothers who are patted into their chests, and the others probably don't want to take care of themselves at all.

Quietly closed the computer screen, and by the way, also turned off the light in the room, in the dark environment, Wu An lay on the bed, tears flowed down uncontrollably, although it looks like a big grin on the surface, but in the heart, she is still a girl less than twenty years old.

When I closed my eyes, the first thing that caught my eye was not the darkness, but the old face of my father, whose old eyes contained a strong sense of love, and the wrinkled face had grown older and faster in the past two years.

The night was very quiet, Wu Liangxiong walked to the door of his daughter's room, ready to knock on the door to let her go to bed early, but he didn't knock on the most, sighed, turned to leave, and left the ground full of loneliness.

Wu An'an, who was in the room, listened to the footsteps in the distance, stuffed his head in the quilt, suppressed his voice, and didn't let himself cry.

Feng Long is Feng Tang's younger brother, very different from his brother, he is a waste kid who doesn't know how to buck, and he usually hangs out with these gangsters, after all, some of the girls in it are still very beautiful, the key is to be able to let go and play anything.

It just so happens that this Wu An is also one of his targets, and the most important thing is that according to others, this girl is still a chick, which makes him salivate.

Seeing the line of words coming out of it, Feng Long immediately frowned, thought about it, and pushed open the door of his room, usually the eldest brother doesn't go home, but he happens to be at home tonight.

Looking at the back of the eldest brother, he sat straight on the sofa, opposite was a knife holder, on which was Feng Tang, the knives collected over the years included hundreds of years old, as well as the treasure knives made by modern masters, and the cheapest price was two or three hundred thousand.

Hearing the sound of the door opening from behind him, Feng Tang knew that it was his younger brother who came out, the eldest brother was like a father, and the difference between him and his younger brother was nearly twenty years old, and his body was naturally mixed with the two emotions of Yan's father and the eldest brother.

Tremblingly sat in front of the eldest brother, neither of them spoke, Feng Tang was looking intently at the knife in front of him, the pattern carved on it, it can be seen that this is an embroidered spring knife from the Ming Dynasty, the saber of Jinyiwei at that time, can be handed down to the present, and the quality is naturally needless to say.

Under the dazzling light and the blade shining with cold light, Feng Tang's whole person looked a little cold, and Feng Long didn't dare to speak, and scolded himself in his heart, why did he come out if he had nothing to do.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and white sweat poured out of Feng Long's back in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, the stack of white paper on the coffee table in front of him had been separated in unison, but the coffee table was not damaged in the slightest, and the embroidered spring knife had been returned to the sheath.

If Wu Liang is here, he will definitely be surprised, this Feng Tang is a master, you must know that in addition to the sharpness of the sword, being able to do this also has extremely high requirements for the knife maker, eyesight, wrist strength, and control power are all indispensable.

"What's the matter?"

"No... It's okay" Feng Long couldn't help but shudder, and his tongue rolled a little.

"Say" Feng Tang's tone was full of undoubtedness, but his eyes did not look at his younger brother, but stared at the paper that had been cut in half.

After calming down and talking about things briefly, I couldn't help but look at the eldest brother's expression when I spoke, afraid that the eldest brother would be in a bad mood, so although I said that I wouldn't do it, the reprimand would definitely be unavoidable.

It didn't take half a minute, what should have been said had already been said, Feng Tang's face did not change in the slightest, as if he didn't hear his brother's voice, after a few minutes, the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly, revealing a few evil smiles.

Looking at the eldest brother's expression, Feng Long's face began to sweat, although he didn't know what this expression represented, but he knew that this was definitely not a good signal, and his body sat up straight unconsciously.

"What would you do if it were true?" Feng Tang smiled, his usual expression on his face.

"I... I don't know" Feng Long also breathed a sigh of relief, the eldest brother just now gave him the feeling that he was like a stranger, and he put too much pressure on him, so that when he spoke now, he was still panting.

Shaking his head, Feng Tang did not speak, this answer was in his expectation, looking at his younger brother, there was an eight-point similarity between his eyebrows and himself, but at his age, he had already made a lot of name in Z City.

But this is his younger brother, if anyone dares to touch him, it is his own life, in a trance, Feng Tang returned to the time when his father left, and the old father on the hospital bed took his hand and repeatedly told his father that he was not there, and the eldest brother was his father.

A few years ago, my mother also left, but compared with when my father left, my mother was much more stable, she believed that she could take care of her younger brother, who said that she may not be a dragon or a tiger, but at least she could live in peace and stability, and she should bear the sins herself.

Retracted his mind and looked at his younger brother who was sitting opposite, Feng Tang showed a few smiles on his face: "It's not early, go to bed, go to class tomorrow, what Wu An said is almost true."

Feng Long returned to his room as if he had run away, but he became more and more confused, what is almost true, could it be that his brother was really beaten, but he couldn't see it

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