My name is Liang Yuankai, and I am said to be the most outstanding genius of the Liang family in the past hundred years. Genius naturally has a genius education method, since I was a child, I couldn't run around the snow with the other children of the Liang family, I could only listen to their laughter and read silently. In fact, when I was a child, I always wondered if anyone with medium talent should be like me after putting in so much effort. Maybe my genius itself is a lie?

In fact, I have no interest in business or anything, and I have no passion for chasing power, I like to draw, a pen and a piece of paper, a piece of comfort that only belongs to me, this is all my life. It's a pity that this kind of life is a luxury for me who was born in the Liang family.

When I was a child, my third sister was my closest friend, Lynn was a well-behaved little girl, she was eight years younger than me. When she was born, her mother died due to dystocia, and her father was busy with the entertainment of the Liang family, so in addition to the wet nurse and nanny, the third sister was only one relative by her side, so that the first word that the little girl learned was not father nor mother, but brother.

The third sister was very thin when she was young, much lower than children of the same age, and I remember that the cousin of the uncle's family always bullied her. The third sister is a very kind child, she doesn't hold grudges at all, she barely has some quarrels when children play, and the third sister is always the one who suffers the most, but no matter what, the third sister never cries, she seems to be born to laugh, and even my father said that she was a "minor Bodhisattva". But when I was a child, I couldn't see my third sister being bullied, who would dare to touch my sister's finger, hum!

The children of the Liang family have no right to decide their own fate, just as I had to carry my bags to the rivers and lakes when I was sixteen years old, Lin was arranged by her family to study assassination when she was fourteen. Life on the rivers and lakes is far less complicated and not so difficult than I thought, at least I have enough time to draw a sketch and see the beauty I have never seen before.

Vendetta is always the theme of the rivers and lakes, and the killer will not care if the target is an underworld hero or a child, they only recognize money, and there will never be justice under their knife. I was just an adult when I first faced the killer, and at the age of eighteen, I was stunned by the blade in front of me, and I remember holding a pen in my hand and an unfinished sketch in front of me.

"No, don't kill me!" I stared at the expressionless killer with wide eyes and horror, trying to gain even the slightest sympathy, but unfortunately the killer was not merciful, he just smiled darkly and swept the blade through my hair, enjoying the sadistic pleasure. "I'm just a kid, I don't know anything!"

Perhaps my still immature face deceived him, and when the pen in my hand was inserted into his heart, the killer still did not close his mouth in shock, "The children of the Liang family are not just children. "Looking at the killer who fell to the ground, I skillfully disposed of the corpse with caustic soda and strong acid, burned the hair, and washed the unmelted debris into the sewer. The Liang family has special training on how to face killers, not to mention that it is not easy to learn how to get rid of the attacks of killers in the past two years of life in the rivers and lakes, but fortunately, I have met an old assassin who lives in seclusion before. At that time, I had just left home, and the poor coiling had already been spent, but fortunately I could still paint, and I could earn a day's food by sketching people on the street. It was also from that moment that I understood the first criterion for walking the rivers and lakes, and self-reliance is the law of the rivers and lakes.

I live freely by helping people draw sketches, just next to my stall always sit an old man sharpening knives for others, the old man's hands are very steady, the muscles hidden under the wrinkles are very strong, the most important thing is that his sharpening skills are really good, I have never seen anyone who can sharpen a kitchen knife so sharp, sharp can easily cut off the * corbel bone.

On the third day of my meeting with the old man, I spent all my money and invited him to drink, because I could see that he was not ordinary. The precision of his strength and unique understanding of the knife almost made me sure that he must have a glorious past. I remember that I had a total of 27 yuan on me that day, except for a stack of peanuts and a stack of cucumbers, and the rest of the money was used to buy liquor mixed with water in the tavern.

I was thinking about how to speak, and the old man who sharpened the knife had already revealed my identity with a smile: "The Liang family actually has a child like you, who makes a living by painting paintings for people, do you really want to sell paintings for a lifetime?" ”

"How do you know that I am from the Liang family?" I was surprised that I hadn't talked to him about my background before, and in fact I hadn't talked to anyone about my background. The Liang family has a lot of enemies, and I don't want to cause a lot of trouble yet.

"The pen you draw for people is only available to the children of the Liang family." The old man pointed to the gold pen I had pinned in my shirt pocket, and it turned out that it was the pen that revealed my identity. "But it's also a kind of fate that you can invite me to drink, I can't imagine that I have been sharpening my knife here for twenty years and actually met such a child. Haha, fate, fate. ”

It turns out that the Jianghu people always like to do some strange work, and sharpening knives is the most normal one. The old man was no ordinary person, and I learned how to read people's hearts, how to survive in the wild, how to avoid risks, and how to kill people. It wasn't until I plunged the pen into the Assassin's heart that I remembered that I didn't know the name of the old man who sharpened the knife, let alone call him master.

The old man taught me the most important point: there is no mercy in the rivers and lakes, and if you want to survive, you have to be more ruthless than others. Being a painter may also be a good idea, but unfortunately I am destined to become the successor of the Liang family, destined to embark on a path of chasing power.

You can learn how to protect yourself with killers, and you can learn how to make money with businessmen. The first time I entered the casino, I lost all the money I was carrying, the second time I lost all my possessions at that time, and the third time I even owed a large amount of usury, which I managed to borrow only by virtue of the gold pen that belonged only to the Liang family.

Perhaps the genius that everyone has been emphasizing repeatedly since childhood finally played his role, and the fourth time I entered the casino, I found out, "I want to see your boss." Looking at the helpless expression of the dark lights in the casino (that is, the master of supervising and preventing cheating), I nonchalantly stuffed the 100,000 yuan bill into a plastic bag and followed the bodyguard upstairs.