"Huh! Blame for blame? Bai Qihong's sneer and his facial muscles twitched slightly, "Cai Bingrong's words are funny, who has the ability to take a gun from you?" Aren't you beating yourself in the mouth? He deliberately left a blank space of 5 seconds, and when he saw that Cai Bingrong was silent, he raised his voice and said, "Do you want to sue me, and it is also your Dragon Gang who is to blame you?" ”

"I understand what Brother Bai means, no matter what I Cai Bingrong says, you won't believe half a sentence," the purple centipede in the moonlight suddenly stopped writhing, and now, Cai Bingrong's expression has become more indifferent, "I have to admit that I am unlucky, I am a traitor in the gang, and I am negligent, but if Brother Bai doesn't believe me, I really have nothing to say." ”

"Don't act in front of me," Bai Qihong looked down at the black De Ringer who was holding it in his hand, and there was a cold chill in his words, "You know what happens if you offend me." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "bang" sound, and Hua Ting's eyes widened!

Before Cai Bingrong could react, there was a sharp pain under his feet, and he instinctively knelt down in pain, his eyes drooped to his knees, and the terrifying blood hole on his head was shocking, and the sticky blood flowed out and flowed among the weeds on the ground.

Cai Bingrong raised his head with difficulty, and saw that Bai Qihong had lowered the black De Linjie in his hand, and there seemed to be hot smoke in the gun hole.

Bai Qihong raised his eyebrows and looked at his bleeding knee, then looked at the gun in his hand, and laughed inexplicably, "The three bullets in the gun are just enough for me to take your life." ”

Hua Ting's heart tightened suddenly, she looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, the rumors said that Bai Qihong killed people without blinking, but he didn't expect it to be so ruthless, he clearly forgot the friendship of the four tycoons in the past, and became so tyrannical and murderous! When did he come step by step to become a veritable number one tycoon in Shanghai who was admired by thousands of people?

And what made her even more chilling was that the qiē she was looking at in front of her was actually in Chen Shu's plan!

Cai Bingrong's face was pale, his green tendons were exposed, cold sweat was oozing from his forehead drop by drop, he was in terrible pain, he couldn't even hold his pupils and wanted to roll up, but his consciousness was surprisingly clear. He stood up strongly, his injured leg in a strange posture, and walked towards Bai Qihong like a knife.

"Brother Bai, you ...... Do you really not believe me? ”

Unexpectedly, at this time, Cai Bingrong's eyes were still full of deep friendship.

Bai Qihong raised his eyebrows coldly, looked at Cai Bingrong in front of him and said sarcastically and pitifully: "When you went to find Yiran, did you ever think about the friendship between you and me?" ”

Immediately after a gunshot, Cai Bingrong's other knee was shot and fell to his knees weakly in front of Bai Qihong.

"From that moment on, you no longer have trust in me," Bai Qihong shook his head at him pitifully and regretfully, "No way, Cai Bingrong, you were unkind to me first, and now you blame me for being unjust?" ”

Cai Bingrong was like an ice cellar, he knew that it was useless to say anything now, the Bai Qihong in front of him was no longer the Bai Qihong who was smiling on the dock back then, and the Bai Qihong in front of him had already been smoked by interests and blinded by power.

There's no going back.

The last gunshot rang out, and Cai Bingrong lay on his back and fell to the ground.

The purple scar on his right eye and the blankness of his eyes were stained with the bright red blood that was spilling from the center of his eyebrows.

Maybe Bai Qihong forgot that the purple scar on Cai Bingrong's right eye was a cruel mark left by him back then.

This mark has accompanied him through most of his life, and reminds him every minute and second with a striking mark that the purest and most authentic years were when two fledgling Shanghai little people were determined to break through half the sky in Shanghai.

Really, there's no going back.

Cai Bingrong opened his eyes, but his gaze was lost.

Shocking in the moonlight, eerie and terrifying.

Hua Ting watched this scene quietly, but her heart was like a thousand horses galloping by, raising dust in the sky, and it would not go away for a long time.

Bai Qihong's car gradually moved away, the headlights swept through the grass, and the figure of Hua Ting shrank under the window, leaning tiredly against the dirty cement wall; She closed her eyes, but her eyeballs fluttered uneasily under her eyelids, and her eyelashes trembled violently......

How much is left to be true in such an age?

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Cai Bingrong died.

Before he died, he didn't have any explanation, but before his subordinates couldn't sit still, Chen Shu, the second leader of the Dragon Gang, suppressed the people who were about to move with thunder, and replaced Cai Bingrong in the position of the head of the Dragon Gang.

Bai Qihong, who originally wanted to swallow Cai Bingrong's arms business, found that today's opponents did not seem to be as easy to deal with as he imagined.

Chen Shu is in his prime, and he sat in the first place of the Dragon Gang at a young age! People are speculating after tea and dinner that Cai Bingrong's death is afraid that there is some ulterior secret, and Bai Qihong's opium business in the past year can be described as twists and turns, and it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface......

Such chattering filled the streets and alleys, and even the ten-year-old newsboy knew about it.

"The world is really changing fast, Sister Hua," Jian Yi lay comfortably on the sofa in the Bai Mansion, the slippers hooked on her feet swaying lazily, "Do you still think that Chen Shu is as simple as you think?" ”

Hua Ting withdrew his gaze from the cup of coffee in his hand, looked up at Jian Yi on the sofa opposite, and did not speak.

Jian Yi sat up, looking like an old god was there, and slowly picked up a few purple sand teacups to drink tea.

Seeing that Hua didn't speak, and he looked like he was unsettled, he put down the cup in his hand that was still steaming, closed his slender fingers, and said with a smile: "Do you feel deceived?" Erlang put his leg together, "I reminded you a long time ago." ”

"Don't talk about the wind and cold!" The flower listened to the temper and came up.

"What? Are you upset about being hit? You're still going to ...... with him."

"Are you ......" The foul words were halfway out of breath, and his left hand was clamped hard by Jian Yi.

Hua Ting's gaze slowly went up along this distinct bone joint, and fell on Jian Yi's cold face, "What do you want?" ”

Jian Yi's eyes were calm, and his tone was calm and self-disciplined, "I just wanted to ask you, are you still ready to continue with him?" ”

"What?" Hua Tingzhi laughed angrily, "You can't care, right?" ”

At this time, a man in black came in from outside the hall, and saw Jian Yi holding one of Hua Ting's hands, his eyes were slightly embarrassed.

Jian Yi also let go of it with interest.

"Miss Bai, someone is looking for you outside."

It turned out to be Lu Jinnian's personal bodyguard, saying that it was Chen Shu who asked people to spread the word and wanted to see her.

It just so happened that she also wanted to meet with Chen Shu and ask things clearly.

Lu Jinnian's bodyguard and driver skillfully turned the steering wheel, turned a corner at the intersection in front of him, and inadvertently glanced in the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, and frowned when he saw the black sedan following behind, she knew that it was not her sensitive, but Jian Yi's did follow unhurriedly behind.

The car drove for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the place designated by Chen Shu.

It is a small Chinese-style teahouse, covering an area of not large, only a dozen tables, decorated with simple Chinese-style solid wood, dark vermilion tones, carved window lattices, with plaques, hanging screens and blue and white porcelain, very Chinese ancient charm, quiet environment; This is an old shop hidden in the old neighborhood, the business is not salty, Hua Ting followed a member of the Dragon Gang outside the door and walked straight into the private room on the second floor.

Chen Shu was standing inside.

The lips are red, the skin is white, the face is thin, the temperament is as gentle as before, the dark blue robe with a good texture is paired with a black cloak and cape, and it looks like he has just arrived, and he is reaching out to untie the cloak.

The door was gently closed by the man in black.

Hua Ting maintained a polite smile with the corners of her mouth upturned, and walked towards him, "Gang Master Chen, is there anything wrong with me coming today?" ”

Listening to the flowers, Chen Shu's eyes dimmed.

"How did you choose such a remote old store? Do you want to solve me all together? The flower was prickly in her obedient words and her tone was sharp.

Chen Shu looked at her with complicated eyes and didn't speak.

He hung his cloak on the chair casually, standing casually but handsome, tall and straight, with a calm aura of distancing and indifference.

Although it makes people feel an inexplicable sense of security, as long as Hua Ting thinks of Cai Bingrong's death, his heart is cold.