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Meng Du leaned back in the soft leather boss chair, his feet resting comfortably on the desk, shaking constantly.

There were footsteps in the corridor outside the door, getting closer and closer, rapid and powerful, showing the young vitality of the master.

The door opened, and a handsome white young man appeared at the door, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and after seeing Meng Du, he did not shout in fear like other employees: "Mr. Meng", but pointed at him with a walkie-talkie and exaggeratedly shouted:

"Hey, hey, hey, take your feet off first! Don't you know if you have athlete's foot? ”

Meng Du smiled nonchalantly, and habitually reached out to touch the cigarette on the table, but found that the cigarette was burning between his fingers, and the ash had been dragged for a long time, and it seemed that his fingers were about to burn.

The smoke and ashes were flicked off and I looked up again, but I found that the whole room was empty, and the door was tightly closed.

He let out a long sigh and snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Several days passed, and Meng Du still couldn't adapt to the reality that Han Fan was dead.

He often hallucinates and looks at him suddenly appearing in front of him as he usually does.

There are no lights on in the room.

After returning from the police station, he sat alone in the dimly lit office.

Outside the window, a halo of cold stars and neon lights was projected from the side, shining on his face that had gone through the vicissitudes of life, reflecting a bright light.

He actually cried.

This tough guy who came out to roam the rivers and lakes before the age of twenty, started from scratch step by step to today, and never shed tears after many difficulties and twists and turns, actually cried.

Glancing at the office that once belonged to his nephew, every piece of furniture, every corner, every cup, every pen, there seemed to be Han Fan's breath on it.

A few days ago, Han Fan sat here like this, right?

Oh no, that stinky kid likes to run around the house the most, just like ADHD, and rarely stays in the office when it's okay......

Getting married, starting a family, and having children is considered by most people to be a sign of a man's maturity, but in Meng Du's view, it is a drag.

He has seen too many women who sell their lust and flesh for money and power, and it is difficult to believe that there is still true and pure love in this world, he is accustomed to the unruly lifestyle among the flowers, and has a kind of resistance to the bonds of marriage and family.

So up to now, Boss Meng's romantic affairs have made countless people talk about it, and there are countless confidants, but he has always insisted on being single and refuses to have excessive emotional entanglements with any woman.

He doesn't want to get married and not have children, but that doesn't prove that he doesn't like children.

He has always treated Han Fan, his nephew, as his own son.

Especially, it was after Han Fan beat the principal's son to a cripple in order to save a girl he didn't know.

Meng Du has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has achieved today's achievements, good things have been done, and bad things have been done, he thinks he is not a too bad villain, but he is by no means a good person.

But that wasn't his intention. The eight-sided Binzhou tyrant, Boss Meng, who can eat both black and white, is just a way to survive, not his ultimate goal.

In the depths of Meng Du's heart, there was a flame of jealousy and hatred, and he also wanted to be a hero who promoted justice and punished evil......

And from his nephew, Meng Du seems to have found the shadow of his former youth.

So he helped Han Fan settle the trouble without hesitation, and included him under his command, cultivated him carefully, starting from cleaning the room and serving dishes and delivering drinks, and gradually cultivated him into a management talent who can take charge of himself.

Han Fan did not disappoint him, he is smart, diligent, hard-working, and has made great contributions to the development of Qiandu over the years.

Meng Du's goal was once very clear, after a few years, he was tired of this drunken and dreamy life, and when he wanted to retire from the rivers and lakes, Han Fan would be his successor, and he would hand over all the properties to him.

But now......

Meng Du trembled his hands and lit a cigarette again.

Knock knock.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Meng Du put his feet back on the desk, knowing that this time it was not an illusion.

The door opened, and it was Li Chengyang who walked in.

"Lao Meng, our boss is here."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and solemnly introduced a man and a woman who walked in behind him.

The man is a young man dressed in black, with a medium build, slightly long hair on his forehead, and a very delicate face, giving people a very kind, warm and trustworthy temperament.

Meng Du quickly searched in his mind, but he was not impressed.

But the girl behind the young man made him obviously stunned, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "It's you?!" ”

"That's right, it's me." The girl said generously, "Boss Meng, now let's get to know each other again, this is Muzi, but we prefer to call him - Black Impermanence." ”

The girl is none other than Qiandu's dancing queen - Qianyan.

"Boss Meng, I have been friends for a long time, and I finally met today, fortunately!"

Hei Wuchang smiled politely and shook hands with Meng Du.

Meng Du found that Hei Wuchang's hands were very fair-skinned and slender, which was very suitable for the type of piano player, but when he shook hands with himself, he was warm and powerful, and there was a kind of continuous strength.

No one turned on the lights, so the two sides sat down at Han Fan's desk in the dark.

Li Chengyang did not sit down, but stood behind the black impermanence with his hands down very regularly.

Brother Chengyang, who has always been strong, is still so willing to be a junior brother before and after the saddle?

What's even more outrageous is that his boss is still a young man who looks at least a dozen years younger than him?

Li Chengyang's attitude towards black impermanence made Meng Du feel a little incredible for a while.

He has been wandering the rivers and lakes for so long, and he knows that he has read countless people, and strangers can roughly guess his identity, personality, and direction after a few glances.

However, the young man in front of him looks really ordinary, and he really can't see through it and can't understand it.

Then he thought that Li Chengyang had saved his life this time, and Li Chengyang claimed that he was sent by the boss to save him, so Meng Du politely said:

"Listen to Cheng Yang...... You asked him to protect me? Thank you! ”

"No, Boss Meng, it should be me who says thank you." Hei Wuchang sighed slightly, "And in addition to thanks, I should say I'm sorry." ”

"Excuse me?" Meng Du was suspicious.

"Hmm." The tone of the black impermanence became heavy, and Qian Yan and Li Chengyang on the side were also full of solemnity. "For Han Fan's sacrifice, we have to take full responsibility."

"Sacrifice ......?" Meng Du's face was even more stunned.

Hei Wuchang nodded and said solemnly: "Han Fan, he is a warrior......"

There was still no light in the room, and in the dimness, Meng Du finally understood the ins and outs of the matter, and understood the other side of Han Fan, his most important and proud nephew.

If Han Fan hadn't joined the life-changing game, there would have been no punishment task, he wouldn't have provoked Pang Yan, and he wouldn't have died.

It is true that Han Fan's death does have the most direct causal connection with the life-changing game and black impermanence.

But why can't I hold any grudge against them?

At this moment, Meng Du had mixed feelings.

He thinks that he, the elder, has always fully controlled the psychology of his nephew, and he thinks that Han Fan has no secrets in front of him, but now it seems that this is not the case at all, the nephew has long grown up, he has long had his own ideas, his own values and outlook on life, and even in some aspects, he thinks more, does more, and bears more than his elder......

In the dim light, Meng Du finally raised his head after pondering for a long time, and his blazing eyes met with black impermanence.

There were no tears in those eyes, but they were still shining in the starlight.

"I ......"

He was about to speak, but his cell phone rang at an inopportune time.

Hei Wuchang smiled apologetically, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to answer.

The call was from Kazekage.

As soon as it was connected, Feng Ying's indifferent, always straight to the point voice came out of the earpiece: "Fang Junxing is gone." ”

"Sooner than I thought." Hei Wuchang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said faintly, "Hope is the name I am satisfied with." ”

"Green Decision." Kazekage said the answer lightly.

"Qing Duel?" Black Impermanence twisted the hair in front of his forehead and sneered. "No wonder he's acting faster than I thought."

"Understood. Give me another ten minutes. After saying that, Kazekage hung up the phone, and only the system was busy with a beep in the earpiece.

"Fang Junxing said that he was instructed by Qingdu? It's entirely possible! Qingduel is Pang Yan's gun......"

Although Meng Du, who was sitting opposite Hei Wuchang, didn't hear what the wind shadow said, he immediately guessed from between the lines that Hei Wuchang was in addition to the content of their conversation, and said eagerly.

"If he says it's Pang Yan, we think it might be true, because Pang Yan often gets away from our tracking and mysteriously disappears for a while." Qian Yan sneered. "As for the green decision, it is absolutely impossible. Because she's the one we're keeping an eye on. There was no chance to arrange this qiē. ”

"So, you guys have already started tracking and investigating Pang Yan and Qing Duel?" Meng Du looked at Hei Wuchang in surprise.

However, Hei Wuchang didn't answer, he was constantly twisting the hair on his forehead, obviously falling into rapid thinking.

After a long time, he suddenly stared at Meng Du with some excitement and said, "Han Fan didn't sacrifice in vain, his separation plan worked!" ”

His thinking jumped too fast, Meng Du was confused for a while, and Li Chengyang on the side also seemed to understand, but Qianyan nodded vigorously and agreed: "Muzi, you have always said that in addition to Qing Jue by Pang Yan's side, there is at least one other master, Han Fan and Wang Xiangshun's deaths were operated by that hidden master, and now Fang Junxing actually deliberately confessed and bit out Qing Duel, which also proves that Pang Yan no longer trusts Qing Duel, she deliberately pushed Qing Du in front of us, let us help her deal with it, At the same time, we can also take the opportunity to find out who we are! And the reason why Pang Yan no longer trusts Qing Jue is probably due to Han Fan's original divisive plan! ”

"That's right, that's the shape." Hei Wuchang raised his wrist again and looked at his watch, "Now it's time to watch the wind shadow, tonight, Fang Junxing may help us remove the veil of this master......