The two collided in mid-air, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the onlookers Yingzi and Kyogo widened their eyes, just stupid.

The two of them paused for a moment in the air, but after this moment, the shirt flew out like a kite with a broken string and landed on the dusty ground.

Gong Wu rubbed his eyes vigorously, and couldn't believe that the scene just now was real, but the high shirt lying on the ground, told Gong Wu that the qiē just now was real, so real that it couldn't be more real.

Yingzi is even more unbelievable, what kind of strength does the shirt have, she is clear, but she also doesn't believe that this is a joke made by the shirt, the collision of the two worlds makes this extremely powerful woman with an extremely strong heart stuck.

Gao Yi stood up on the ground, his body swayed, and he couldn't seem to think that the Gong family still had such a fierce person, which made Gao Yi not ordinary annoyed, as if he calculated a qiē, like a child playing at home.

"Get out." Da Yue spit out a word, I have to, Da Yue has a little taboo in his heart This shirt gives Da Yue a feeling that there are not a pack of wolves in the mountains, although it is not strong enough, but the mouth is hard, and he dares to fight hard.

"Gong family, big man, Shi He" Gao Yi muttered by himself, not knowing what he was doing, his hand slowly touched the inner pocket of his jacket.

The wooden door opened at this moment, and the shirt stopped touching it, looking at an old man dressed in a breeze, and the old man was also looking at him, like looking at an ant that would always only jump, perhaps this is the largest drop in the world.

"Now honestly leave the Gong family, three years later, you will come out in Hangzhou, if I, an old man, go to Nanjing Tao Temple to toast me with a glass of wine, if you insist on making trouble, I really don't see what way you will live." The old man said lightly, his voice was so calm, it gave people the feeling of talking to a group of children.

Gao Shuang's hand slowly took it out of his clothes, trembling a little, but he tried his best to hide it, and he had to, the old man's eyes made Gao Yi not know his next move, and his mind was blank.

The old man pointed at Dayue again, as if adding the last fire, and said: "If you want to subdue this big man, even if you call Luo Qingcang, the only one you can take in Hangzhou in the past few years, you have to work hard, not to mention you, a guy whose head is not worth a few dollars." ”

"Highshirt, go." Tassel seems to have seen through the situation and understands that if she stays any longer, I'm afraid Gao Yi will really die here.

Gao Yi was unmoved, and an unpredictable smile suddenly appeared on his face and said: "Old man, after three years, I will find the Tao Temple to toast you with a glass of wine, if your words are not settled, I will definitely smash the temple, the province is very harmful." ”

Guo Qingming nodded, as if he felt that Hangzhou had not only produced one Luo Qingcang over the years, but also the young man in front of him who had ambition, means, vision, and vicious behavior might also be counted as one.

Gao Yi left with tassels, and the old house of the Gong family entered calm again.

"Don't be unwilling, kid, this guy is not as easy to compromise as you think." Guo Qingming looked at Gong Wu, who was unwilling to let go of the high shirt, and smiled.

Gong Wu was flattered, if he couldn't guess this terrifying old man, it would be a sin.

"Who is the master?" Guo Qingming looked at Da Yue who was silent.

Dayue shook his head.

Guo Qingming didn't feel that Dayue was impolite at all, and nodded and said: "It's okay, maybe I think of some past events again, my old man can't walk, I want to respect him, there are too many people I want to see, and I can forget as much as I want." ”

Dayue was stunned, still not enlightened.

"The floating life is idle, the Chen family has green pines, and the old man will leave, Hangzhou, and there is an old friend to visit." Guo Qingming smiled, and didn't know where to take out an extremely old smoking gun, and a pair of old eyes slowly looked at it.

Pusang stopped at Hongxing Wharf, Gong San'er hurriedly got out of the car, but Zhao Kuang was attracted by the leisurely Qiantang River after getting off the car.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Step by step, the two of them approached the almost desolate abandoned dock, listening to the fact that there were people in this place who wanted to rebuild it, or did something under the guise of rebuilding, but this qiē was not of concern to the common people.

A scene even more shocking than this Qiantang River appeared in front of Gong San'er and Zhao Kuangchao.

There was blood all over the floor, but there were no corpses, and an indistinguishable person was hung on a shipping container, which was not an ordinary horror to look at in this night.

Gong San'er squatted down with her head in her hands, crying silently, and said intermittently: "What are we out of the mess for?" What is the purpose of living? ”

Gong San'er's hoarse voice knocked on Zhao Kuangran's remaining belief again and again.

"Master, what are we for? Only we know, don't we? Zhao Kuangran looked up at the starry sky, the Qiantang River in front of him seemed to be still, the two of them were the children who were most willing to abandon in the world, constantly running, constantly being crushed, constantly losing, and finally becoming invulnerable?

Gong San'er raised his head, his face was full of tears, what a small character he was, why did he have to bear so much, there was a kind of gap, his current height lived up to the suffering he had endured.

Gong San'er slowly stood up, walked towards Gong Er's body, and carried it alone, it was so heavy, so heavy that it would press Gong San'er into the abyss at any time, and it would never be recovered, put Gong Er in the back seat, Gong San'er took off his coat, wiped Gong Er's face, and finally covered Gong Er's face.

Zhao Kuang asked Gen Gong San'er for cigarettes to block the river wind from burning, it turned out that smoke was like this, so bitter that he couldn't say anything to anyone, and he had to bear it silently as a habit.

Gong San'er threw out the crumpled cigarette case and lit the last cigarette, the only light on the pier.

"Master, hold on, we still have many, many things to do, and we must do them." Zhao Kuang patted Gong San'er's back indiscriminately, feeling that it was not ordinary thin.

Gong San'er nodded, smiled ugly, the long road of life, how much suffering has been experienced.

"Tomorrow I will leave for Nanjing, Hangzhou, I have stayed enough, the Gong family is gone, and there is no point in staying in Hangzhou." Gong San'er flicked off the cigarette ash, watched the cigarette ash being extinguished by the wind, and moved her chapped lips.

"Why don't you get rid of this blouse?" Zhao Kuang smoked out this cheap cigarette that was particularly piercing in his throat, and his head was slightly dizzy, but he seemed to have finally thoroughly experienced Gong San'er's feelings.

Gong San'er shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No regrets?" Zhao Kuangran asked again.

Gong San'er shook her head again.

"A clear conscience?" Zhao Kuang turned his head to look at Gong San'er's particularly old face, and asked again, the two seemed to have this kind of tacit understanding.

Gong San'er nodded.

"That's good." Zhao Kuang looked in the direction of Nanjing, extinguished the cigarette butt, and threw it into the nearby trash can.

"Hangzhou, I will come back with the Gong family." Gong San'er muttered to Qiantang River, or it is still unknown whether he can come back, but these words, even if no living person remembers, this Qiantang River will definitely remember.

The Locke family compound, after the wind and rain, returned to calm.

"Qingcang, I know you have a lot of things to ask me, but about Qianwei and the grievances between our Luo family and the Liu family, you still need to figure it out yourself, and when you understand, I should give up the position of the head of the Luo family." The old man said with his hands behind his back.

"Old fellow, I'm not interested in this, I just want to know if I have a chance of winning against that big guy, if you can't see clearly, I'll run for nothing." Luo Qingcang sat on the edge of the long pavilion, looking at this old man whose story could hold countless baskets.

"Song's apprentice, I can't see through it, and I can't see through you rabbit cub, but I fought with Song many years ago, and I lost to him at that time, and I guess you have the same fate as me." Luo Yinchan's hand behind his back played the rhythm lightly, and he shook his head secretly.

"You mean I'm no match for him?" Luo Qingcang leaned against the pillar and asked solemnly.

"It's okay, but depending on what you think, the Luo family and the Liu family can't fight just for this Qianwei, just like that young man, Qianwei is not the Luo family, nor is it the Liu family." Luo Yincian looked at the courtyard that was gradually full of spring, and exhaled heavily, Qianwei's grievances with the Luo Liu family have been pressing him for I don't know how many years, but these things will definitely be inherited by Luo Qingcang.

Luo Qingcang and Da Yue have become rivals for life, although it is interesting, but Luo Yincian really can't stand it.

"What Qianwei, that big guy can't be pulled off me, you old things, thinking about things are too complicated, I don't bother to explain more to you." Luo Qingcang jumped off the guardrail, patted his buttocks, and left very rudely, leaving behind an old man who was outdated, but still nostalgic for the past.

Ma Hou didn't know when he appeared behind the old man, and he was still frizzy and said, "Old man, there is an old man at the door who wants to see you, but he was stopped." ”

"Old man?" Luo Yinchan frowned, there are really few people who dare to enter Luo's door in Hangzhou.

"A very tough old guy with a cigarette gun, who looks like he is in his nineties, but he still stops those guys at the door with one hand." Ma Hou touched his long beard and said, he really couldn't think of words to describe the old man.

Luo Yincian opened his eyes suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and invite me in, who dares to snub him, I will cut off his hand." ”

Ma Hou was stupid for a moment, and hurriedly rushed out.

Luo Yincian walked back and forth anxiously, and finally couldn't help but walk out, but at the gate of Luo's house, it was already empty, only Ma Hou held a cigarette gun and handed it to Luo Yincian with both hands.