It is still a quiet place in that bustling city, a club that is difficult to enter even if it is powerful and powerful, because it is not only a Zhao character at the door, nor is it a fierce man guarding the three heavenly numbers at the door, let alone because this is Beijing, specifically because of what, it has to start from a long, long time, even if it is said, it is estimated that few people are willing to listen, after all, it is a long and boring, chilling story. ∷Top∷Point∷Small∷ said,

Of course, outsiders can only think about it in their hearts, after all, other people's things, no matter how they toss, are not their own bird business, perhaps most people still want this place to be completely abandoned, a typical baseless hatred of the rich.

In the night, a round of bright moon reflected in the pond is not seen in the whole of Beijing, with a classical taste of the long pavilion, there is also a group of people, although clothed with a Zhao character, but here, it is only the tip of the iceberg of the huge Zhao family, but when people really see this lineup, they will sigh from their hearts how terrible and huge this family that squeezed into the top three in Beijing.

"Mountain Tiger, the four old ancestors above us can't hold it back, it seems that they want to have a showdown with the little rabbit cub before that game." The long-faced old man said, compared to Zhao Shanhu, who was as young and burly as he was sitting on the top even in his twilight years, this old man was as peaceful as a piece of warm jade, and he was amiable to a certain level.

"Eagle, don't you think it's too much of a hurry? With the current character of the little rabbit, can you accept it? If the little rabbit cub knew, he wouldn't play with the Zhao family, let alone strengthen the Zhao family. Zhao Shanhu said with a questioning face.

The white-faced young man who was sitting at the bottom of the seat serving tea and pouring water for the two old men smiled and said: "Grandpa Mountain Tiger, I think Zhao Kuangchao shouldn't be stupid, there is only one Zhao family in the world, if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't die of laughter." ”

Zhao Shanhu glanced at Zhao Longxiang, who was still a bit of a spiritual light in the new generation of the Zhao family, and said: "It is precisely because you have this idea that this person will not be you, it is all fate." ”

Zhao Longxiang was stunned, understood something, honestly poured tea, compared with the two old men in front of him, even if he Zhao Longxiang is edified, he can't do anything eye-catching, for this, Zhao Longxiang still has a lot of eyesight, because Zhao Longxiang has something that most people lack, that is, self-knowledge.

"A good show is about to begin." Zhao Shanhu muttered, looking at this long-awaited city with a pair of deep and turbid eyes, and there was too much emotion on his face.

The warehouse next to 999 Avenue.

It is said to be a big warehouse, but in fact it is a huge greenhouse, but for some reason, this newly built greenhouse is so abandoned.

No one knows who the owner of this place is, and no one knows the purpose of this greenhouse, but I don't know who took the lead to solve problems here, so the sparsely populated warehouse has become a place for many Beijingers to solve open and dark things.

The leading Audi Q7 directly crashed into the rusty door, no matter what scratches there were in front of the car, pressed through the overgrown yard, and once again hit the giant roller shutter door of the greenhouse, three Audi Q7 lined up and stopped, with the headlights on, which was also regarded as illuminating this incomparably spacious place.

Liu Sheng got out of the car, with a bit of a so-called domineering aura on his body, staring at the way he came, and he had the feeling of Guan Guild Lu Bu, but this was just Liu Sheng's own wishful thinking.

At the back of the warehouse, there was also a dark place, in a room with black glass on the second floor of the greenhouse, no one would have imagined that there would be such a clean and tidy room in this extremely dilapidated abandoned warehouse.

The glass in the house has obviously been specially remodeled, and the people in the house can see the empty shed downstairs, but the people in the greenhouse can only see the darkness on the second floor, like the audience seats of the gladiatorial arena.

The four old men sat in front of the glass, looking at Yiqiqi in front of them with various expressions, and there were a group of characters standing behind the four old men, including Zhao Fuhai and Zhao Pixiu.

Behind the long-haired old man stood with an indifferent expression, although in this kind of place, he couldn't suppress the excellent Zhao Pixiu on his body, and behind the irritable curly-bearded old man stood Zhao Fuhai and several other cronies of the Zhao family, and behind the fat old man was a taciturn thug with a scarred and terrifying face, and the only woman in the room, a woman wearing a cheongsam with a blood-red rouge on her mouth.

Although this room is not spacious, it has been silently divided into several worlds in secret. Of course, this is not a qiē on the surface, there is no need to mention it, everyone's hearts have already felt it thoroughly.

Sitting in the middle was an old man who was still carrying a wooden sword behind him and wearing a white linen robe like the ancients.

"It's almost over." Zhao Baichuan said softly, although the voice was weak, but in the room that was so quiet that it could no longer be quiet, it could just reach everyone's ears.

"Can you guarantee that this Zhao Kuangran will definitely come?" The white-haired old man said, not forgetting to look at Zhao Pixiu behind him, a look of pride crossed his face, but he covered it up well.

"What do you mean by that? Are you saying that our ancestors have lost their eyes, and this Zhao Kuangchao is a coward? The old man with a curly beard blew his beard and glared.

"Old man, what I didn't say, don't sit in the right seat, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." The white-haired old man Zhao Yutenon said, the smell of gunpowder between the two was quite strong.

Just when the curly-bearded old man Zhao Man got up to continue the dispute, Zhao Baichuan, who was sitting in the middle, coughed lightly, and Zhao Yutenon and Zhao Man instantly quieted down, as if this represented Zhao Baichuan's absolute majesty.

"You want to fight, get out of the Zhao family fight, don't embarrass the Zhao family here, what do you let these juniors think?" Zhao Baichuan said coldly.

With Zhao Baichuan opening his mouth, the two of them gave up.

"Also, I advise you not to think about the position of the Zhao family, who should be given this position, it must be given to whom." Zhao Baichuan continued, but this sentence was said to the people behind him who had their own ghosts.

"I don't have any opinion on this, I'm afraid that some people won't be able to sit still." Zhao Man glanced at Zhao Yutenon with deep taste.

Zhao Yutenon didn't take Zhao Man's words this time, and he didn't know if it was really as Zhao Man said, or he was too lazy to continue to raise the bar with this natural opponent.

In the courtyard of Liu's house, Zhao Kuangran struggled to sit up from the bed, walking a little staggeringly, as if every step he took, the wounds on his body were about to crack open, and before he reached the door, Liu Aoyang was already standing in front of Zhao Kuangran, as if he had just heard what Zhao Kuangran said on the phone.

"Old man, you know me, I have to go." Zhao Kuang said nonsense, gritting his teeth and walking forward step by step.

"Mess, I won't stop you, but would you like to hear a story from me?" Liu Aoyang turned his head and looked at Zhao Kuangchao, who had gradually walked a few steps.

"Old man, now is really not the time for me to listen to the story." Zhao Kuang said nonsense, but when he turned his head to look at Liu Aoyang, he saw a look that he would never forget in his life, in his memory, this extremely decisive and extremely staggering old man had never shown this expression.

"Listen, if you don't hurry, you can't come in a hurry." Liu Aoyang said lightly, just like this, he kept a distance that couldn't be far or close, and looked at Zhao Kuangchao, like looking at a child.

"Old man" Zhao Kuang gritted his teeth, and his heart was already flooded, as if he had touched something he couldn't catch in his life.

"It's such a story, a child born in the mountains, burdened with hatred, stepped into this world he never imagined, such a bridge." Liu Aoyang said, the first time he lit a cigarette in front of Zhao Kuangchao, he just took a puff and then disappeared.

Zhao Kuangran felt a strange feeling inexplicably.

"A child who has nothing, climbing from the bottom of the world to the top, can he climb up? What kind of suffering would he have to suffer if he was to climb up? What kind of creation is there? What kind of yin virtue has the ancestors accumulated over the years? What kind of life does he have? Liu Aoyang walked towards Zhao Kuangchao step by step, spitting out and inhaling the cigarette, a little lingering and a little ethereal.

Zhao Kuangran's body trembled a little, his body seemed to be pressed by something, but the wounds on his body seemed to have stopped hurting, and there were just some vague but clear and unreal figures dangling in his mind.

"It's such a child, why can he stand here, why can he let me Liu Aoyang be my apprentice, why can he step from this world to another world, from another world to another world, why is he, just because he is a child in the mountains? Is he a young man with a bit of light, because he is burdened with hatred? Liu Aoyang's cigarette had reached the end, but he didn't put it out, so he caught it between his fingers.

"Why is he?" Zhao Kuangran's voice trembled a little, maybe he was no longer the child who was full of hatred in his heart, and the black about this era had already entered Zhao Kuangran's bones, more or less.

"Why should he? Maybe he's not a kid in the mountains, or maybe his whole life is just a farce, a well-directed scene, just to make this kid stronger, chaos, do you believe it? Liu Aoyang said, quietly watching Zhao Kuangran's face slowly change.