In the hospital in the city center, Mu Chiyan, who had just calmed down, received a phone call, and was furious and smashed his mobile phone to pieces.

"What's wrong?" The tenth uncle asked resignedly, and Tang Kaixun and the others didn't dare to squeak and look at Mu Chiyun, who was completely angry.

"Qingqing was arrested, follow me back to the old man's mansion, call Ju and ask them to come back, Gongsun Qiang wants to start an all-out war." Mu Chi Yan's voice trembled.

The expressions of everyone present changed, everyone knew how important Qingqing was in Mu Chiyun's heart, and there was only one person in Xuzhou who dared to commit such a bold crime in the limelight.

"Old donkey, old donkey, since you came here, don't blame me for being polite, if you want to turn Xuzhou upside down, I will accompany you." Mu Chi Wei walked out of the hospital with a cloudy face, and Uncle Ten followed behind him in fear, dialing one phone call after another, since Mu Chi Wei has been the master of Xuzhou for so many years, it is impossible to be just a useless paper tiger.

"Ten, tonight, sweep Gongsun's field for me, he will strike first, and don't blame me for touching things that shouldn't be touched." Mu Chiyan sneered.

"Boss, all?" Uncle Ten asked worriedly.

"All." A trace of ruthlessness flashed on Mu Chiyun's face, and Uncle Ten shuddered, how many years has Mu Chiyun not fought like this, in previous years, even if it was a group of newly emerging young people twisted into a rope, I didn't see Mu Chiyun so serious.

Xuzhou is not destined to be quiet tonight.

After Mu Chi left, the corridor of the hospital fell into a long silence, Tang Chuanzong's death will be publicized tomorrow, but it is estimated that the headline should be the battle between the two hosts in Xuzhou, and there are too many things involved in this invisible battle.

Tang Guohui Tang Shanhe blocked the door in the operating room, how could a few scrawny doctors dare to do anything else, compared to these two big guys, they are estimated to be not even chickens.

Tang Kaixun frowned, and sorted out this qiē, Tang Mangong sat on the chair and looked at the phone, Tang Chunyu answered the phone, and he didn't know what was going on not far away.

"Man Gong, do you have any internal ghosts?" Tang Kaixun looked at Tang Chunyu not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, as soon as Tang Chuanzong left, Gongsun Qiang started directly, is this just a coincidence.

Tang Mangong shook his head, as if he was startled by Tang Kaixun's words, and also looked at Tang Chunyu, who moved his mouth but couldn't hear the sound, and shook his head in disbelief.

Tang Kaixun was not entangled in this topic, Tang Guohui walked out step by step, and this iron-clad man was also red-eyed.

"Guohui, since you're back, wait until the old man's funeral is over and then go back to Beijing." Tang Kaixun said, what he is most entangled with now is what to do with this funeral, and how to bridge the off-line relationships of Tang Chuanzong, which is the first problem he encountered, but it is by no means the last. Tang Kaixun will not interfere too much in the battle between Mu Chiyun and Gongsun Qiang, although he is still on the same front as Mu Chiyun now, but Mu Chiyun will not be easily settled by Gongsun Qiang, even if he solves Mu Chi Qiang, Gongsun Qiang will be greatly injured, and it is almost impossible to swallow the Tang family again, but Tang Kaixun can catch up with this best opportunity, it depends on whether he can seize it.

Tang Guohui was silent, Tang Chuanzong is gone, how much the Tang family will lose, maybe only they know that Tang Chuanzong represents not just a half-dead old man, but the dividing line of an era.

Whether the Tang family will fall like this, or be reborn from this new firewood, is still unknown.

The night is becoming less and less peaceful.

The knock on the door woke up Zhao Kuangran, turned on the light in the house, startled him, I don't know when Brother Buddha was already standing in the middle of the house, and made a shushing gesture to Zhao Kuangran, Zhao Kuangchao quietly approached the door with a comprehension, he didn't have any friends in Xuzhou, and those who came to visit in the middle of the night were either madmen or life-seekers.

Through the cat's eye, Zhao Kuangran saw the main master, and opened the door directly, and Gong San'er, who was dressed as a wolf, was standing at the door.

"You escaped?" Zhao Kuangran's face was incredulous, and he found that he had thought about this matter too much, or that it was simple and unusual now.

Gong San'er looked tired and said, "Sort of." ”

Entering the room, Gong San'er sat on the sofa, Brother Buddha leaned against the wall and looked at Gong San'er, Zhao Kuang sat on the side, watching Gong San'er gasping for breath there, and directly told Zhao Kuang what Gong San'er wanted.

"It is estimated that Tang Chuanzong is dead." Gong San'er gulped down the cold tea on the table.

"Dead?" Brother Fo's fists were clenched, and for people who had not seen the era of Xuzhou, they would never understand how shocking the word death was.

Gong San'er nodded and said, "Just now, Gongsun Qiang had already attacked Mu Chiyun's daughter, and he didn't stop it." Gong San'er's voice was a little self-deprecating, more regretful.

Zhao Kuanglan smelled the unusual smell on Gong San'er's body, and realized something, and fell into a long silence.

"Gong San, I advise you not to get involved in this matter, we can't afford to fight." Fo Ge pulled up the mask, no longer lazily leaned against the wall, straightened up, and looked at Gong San'er with some solemnity.

Gong San'er lowered his head, his face could not be seen clearly in the dim room, his head moved, and he didn't know whether to head or shake his head.

"I'm just thinking, how long will it take if I meet a woman who likes me next time, mess, will you be for the rest of your life?" Gong San'er suddenly looked at Zhao Kuangran, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he was waiting for Zhao Kuangchao to do something, or do something.

"Master, I really don't have a lot of skills, I can help you more, I can't do anything else." Zhao Kuang smirked, as if he didn't know what kind of point this sentence would force him to, facing a monster as powerful as Pan Weigong again, they were really as miserable as before?

"Crazy, Gongsun Qian is even more unprovoked than Mu Chiyun, don't have any luck mentality." Brother Fo's words seemed to wake up the person in the dream with a word, and pulled Gong San'er and Zhao Kuang back to this cruel reality.

Gong San'er's face changed from full of excitement to full of loneliness, Gong San'er hated this powerlessness in his heart, but he couldn't change it, if he continued like this, I was afraid it would drive him crazy.

"For the sake of the master's lifelong happiness, I have to fight hard." Zhao Kuangran is still smiling, the face that is gradually vicissitudes of life, but it has still not been eroded by this earthly world, and it has not been carved into the bones by the word profit, which may be the most beautiful scene that Gong San'er has seen in his life.

"What a lifetime of happiness, I just feel sorry for this woman who has been waiting for me for a few years." Gong San'er almost squirted out the tea.

Brother Buddha shook his head helplessly, and sighed a little secretly that the world was magical, or Gong San'er was not as unbearable as he imagined.

The Wanjin nightclub in Xuzhou shook a qiē, and in the second half of the night, almost all the people were drunk, and that's why the night was so indulgent.

There were three men sitting in the corner, and even the waiters who went back and forth ignored the three of them.

"Will Meng Jinlong really appear here?" The old evil was playing with an empty cup, they didn't know how many times they had squatted, but it wasn't Meng Jinlong, even Gongsun Qiang's people hadn't seen a few.

"Meng Jinlong is in charge here, and he will appear almost every night, why don't you show your face tonight." Hong Liang looked around, but the hand under the table kept holding the hilt of the knife tightly, but the three of them were fully prepared to die tonight.

The roe deer looked at a qiē quietly, but his mind was full of a woman, which was why he couldn't stay in Xuzhou, he sadly found that he couldn't get rid of the woman called the shadow in this life, he couldn't forget the smile, he couldn't forget the long braids, he couldn't forget the face as pure as Xiang Qinglian, he couldn't forget the child named Aoi who was about to be born in his belly, he couldn't forget a qiē, even a person who lived in the past, nothing could move him.

With a bang, a group of people with motorcycle helmets rushed in, and the entire hall was directly chaotic, only the three people who did not move were the three people in the dark, quietly looking at Yiqiē, with an absolutely indifferent attitude.

These people were extremely vicious, picking a few people who were watching the scene, and all of them were killed, and the flesh and blood flew in an instant, and the legs of the frightened gentlemen who came to indulge were weak, and a mountain knife swept the entire nightclub.

"What should I do?" Rao is an old evil who has seen a lot of big scenes and can't bear to watch it, this killer is simply red-eyed, although the targets have been locked are some Gongsun Qiang's people, but this scene is really several times more terrifying than horror movies.

"Look." The roe deer spit out a word, waited quietly, and let so many people make trouble, it is estimated that this Meng Jinlong will really show his head.

Hong Liang bent his body slightly, and a pair of eyes with thick dark circles stared at the leader of the group of men with motorcycle helmets, and he was also the most courageous, and suddenly there was a strange smile on his emaciated face, like a battle maniac.