It's a long, long story, and it seems like it's coming to an end.

In the open space that had been abandoned for a long time, Zhao Kuang Chao Gao Shan stood left and right.

Zhao Kuangran's body was obvious, still so scarred, and Gao Shan had just experienced a few fierce battles, and his body was extremely tired.

"I really can't imagine that there will be such a day, you and I will face each other again, if you are really for the Gong family, then I don't think it's worth it for you in my heart, if you just look at my little kiln and feel unhappy, then I have nothing to say." Takasugi lightly lit a cigarette and smoked it unhurriedly, which was extraordinarily serious, but in fact, Takasugi was serious and looked like a character.

"Then I'll see that you're upset." Zhao Kuang said nonsense, walking towards Gao Shanshan step by step, thinking about how long his crippled body could last.

Tatako looked at the TV in the hotel absentmindedly, not that she didn't want to help Takasugi, but even if she went to the battlefield, Takasugi's character would never let him interfere, even if Takasugi was beaten to death, she wouldn't beg for mercy, even if it was just a look.

Who is Gao Shan, Yingzi knows too well, who is Zhao Kuangran, Yingzi also knows that the two guys carved out of the same mold are just born in the wrong background, if the roles of the two are reversed, this scene is estimated to have no change.

Two identical guys, who killed the deer?

Yingzi suddenly felt a little confused, it seemed that he hadn't touched the big people that Gao Shan wanted to touch, and the fangs on his body were worn out by the same small people, what did Gao Shan do wrong, what did Zhao Kuang do wrong?

Perhaps this is what this extreme era really looks like, those who are high above are still high up until death, and those who are in dire straits are still in dire straits until death.

One day, after abandoning all the grievances on his body, this little man can finally look up at the big mountain, and finally want to conquer those big mountains, this little man suddenly finds that there is no one around him.

Can he continue to climb with his scars?

A black business stopped in front of the clearing, no one got out of the car, and two men were sitting in the car.

Tong Jialou and the young man wearing a mask. Two guys who are a little more pathetic than the little people.

≈≡dǐng≈≡diǎn≈≡小≈≡語,.≤.o@s_(); "Garu, just watching?" The young man in the mask said, looking at Zhao Kuangran's scarred posture, it seems that there is a diǎn hanging to solve this unusual method of Gao Shan.

"Just look at it, one-on-one, it's not good for anyone for us to meddle." Tong Jialou said lightly, his eyes have been on Zhao Kuangran's body, and with Zhao Kuangchao's movements, Tong Jialou can feel how spectacular the wounds on Zhao Kuangran's body will be.

"But if Zhao Kuangran is really killed, we won't be able to deal with each other." The young man in the mask said with a worried face.

"Xiao Di, remember, you can never save a person who wants to die, if Zhao Kuangran originally planned to die here, what is the point of us saving him? There is no point, waiting for a qiē to finish before making a move, is to give him the least etiquette. Tong Jialou said, maybe these words will undoubtedly touch his interests, but looking at Zhao Kuangchao, it always reminds Tong Jialou of something that has been sealed for a long, long time.

The young man in the mask looked convinced, and glanced at the battlefield again, this time simply feeling a little regretful.

In this era, whether it is Zhao Kuanglan or Gao Shan, there are not many people. One less, one less is completely less, although it is very sympathetic, but this kind of scene will definitely be what many people are happy to see.

In the clearing, two guys with the same obsession are working hard.

Maybe in the end, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, they just want an ending.

Gao Sugi gasped heavily, looking at Zhao Kuangchao, whose eyes were completely blank, he knew that it might not be Zhao Kuangchao who had just fought him, but this subconscious soul, a soul full of sores.

"Why, why? You don't want to fall? Gao Shan gasped, strode towards Zhao Kuangran, whose body was shaking, and kicked out this Zhao Kuangran, who had no ability to resist.

Zhao Kuang fell to the ground heavily, struggling to get up, and kept muttering something that Gao Sugi couldn't hear clearly.

On the signal tower across the clearing, the blond-haired man was chewing gum, his hand gently caressing the Barrett 66 as if he were looking at a work of art, and the red cross of the scope was right on Takasugi's head.

This shot is guaranteed to make Takasugi's head shatter like a watermelon, as long as there is a voice from the opposite side of the Bluetooth headset.

"Do it or not?" The blonde man asked again, and it was clear to anyone who saw that Zhao Kuangran had no ability to resist below.

"Wait." Zhao Baichuan's old voice came from the opposite side of the headphones, and his voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

“o。” The blonde mixed-race man said, spit out the gum, and threw two more into his mouth.

"You can't beat me, why do you challenge me? Zhao Kuangran, where did your head go? To tell you the truth, you are not even my opponent now. Gao Shan grabbed Zhao Kuangran's collar and pulled it up, glared at Zhao Kuang and said nonsense.

In Gao Shan's roar, there was a taste of hatred for iron and steel, and maybe he didn't want to see Zhao Kuang fall to this point.

Zhao Kuangran's nose and face were swollen, and he slowly raised his head and looked at Gao Shan.

Gao Shan suddenly understood that perhaps Zhao Kuangran had never intended to take his life here.

So what is Zhao Kuang's mess? Die?

Gao Shan was stunned for a moment, and slowly let go of Zhao Kuangran, who was already completely powerless, looking at the warm blood on his hands, Gao Shan suddenly had this very unhappy feeling in his life, as if he was brought into a play that had nothing to do with himself, inexplicable joy and sorrow.

Zhao Kuangran stood up again, this time as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body.

Takasugi greeted him, but just as Takasugi's fist fell on Zhao Kuangran's head, the gunshots rang out, very depressed gunshots, in this kind of night, it was difficult for people to notice.

Zhao Kuang's chaotic movements stopped in mid-air, and Takasugi, whose head disappeared directly, fell down like this, very unclear, and even Takasugi didn't react, and when his brain didn't have time to think, he didn't have a chance to think in this life.

Tassel's hand clenched violently, maybe outsiders don't know what the sound was just now, but Tatashi is very familiar, just sitting on the sofa for five seconds completely disappeared in this small hotel, and even Tatashi didn't verify Takasugi's life and death, so his eyes were slightly red and he kept walking in the direction of the battlefield farther and farther away.

Gao Shan died, this may be a certain thing, Yingzi touched her somewhat moist face, and felt that this trip to Beijing had taught her a lot of things, and she also lost her most important things, and there was nothing to lose, anyway, this is a fixed number in the dark, and I don't know if Guo Qingming will muttered that he can't see through the red dust when he knows this.

"Let's go, someone has already solved it for us." Tong Jialou directly put down the passenger seat, and said to the young man with a mask who was driving.

As soon as the young man in the mask came back to his senses, he blamed this qiē for happening too suddenly, and some mechanical business started to leave, and he looked at the open space with a sense of guilt, thinking about what this era was like.

In the dǐng building, a hotel across from the clearing, there were seven or eight figures standing.

"Fortunately, we didn't make a move just now, even if we all killed, we wouldn't be able to screw the guy carrying Barrett." Zong Baijiao, who was beside Li Heilong, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, I can't imagine that this small open space has stared at so many eyes, is there anything impossible to happen in Beijing?

"Do you think the Zhao family will really be so merciful and release a Zhao Kuang chaos for us to bite? Too naïve for you. Li Heilong smiled, as if he felt that this qiē was getting more and more interesting, and the next thing he wanted to see was what else this Zhao Kuang had done.

"Boss, it seems that we are not very good at taking this money." Behind Li Heilong and Zong Baijiao, there are five guys who are famous enough to stand together, these five men with different shapes, if they form a group to participate in the Avenue of Stars, maybe they will really be able to enter the Spring Festival Gala.

"Thirty million, it's thirty million, you think it's a pie on the street, you can take a bite if you want to, don't pay diǎn anything, you can get it?" Li Heilong said with a smile on his face, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhao Kuangran, or he was looking at this Zhao family.

Zhao Kuangran, who was standing with his support, lowered his head and looked at Gao Shan, who was a little miserable, no one could see Zhao Kuangran's expression at the moment, and even those who put their eyes on Zhao Kuangran's body couldn't imagine what kind of expression Zhao Kuangran would have at this moment.

"Do you want to go down and save people?" Tucker looked at Zhao Kuangchao, who was not in a good situation, and said into the Bluetooth headset.

"Wait." Zhao Baichuan, who watched Zhao Kuang's every move on the big screen, said, which is inexplicably reminiscent of a comedy with a sad movie "Truman's World", when some people think they are directors, they can't actually dominate anything.

Zhao Baichuan wanted to know what else Zhao Kuangchao could do.

Zhao Kuangran's shoulders trembled slightly, and he knelt on the ground completely, like a scarecrow whose ears of rice had been pulled out of his body.

"Take him away." Zhao Baichuan saw that Zhao Kuangran, who was kneeling on the ground, had completely lost any consciousness, said lightly, and looked away from the screen.

Zhao Kuangran, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly fell down like this, as if he was dead.

Tucker jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor, moving the huge block, directly carrying the half-dead Zhao Kuang, opening the back seat of a jeep parked not far away, directly throwing Zhao Kuang on it, and driving away.

It's just that in the clearing, the corpse of Takasugi was left, this guy who came all the way to not have nothing in his head, died like this, and no one even felt sorry for it, this is the most regrettable thing.