"Great powers, two powers, let's go." Sun Honglei said hello, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

The two men with long braids turned their heads, and finally looked at Da Yue, who still refused to fall, with a trace of awe in their eyes, they knew in their hearts that if they fought hard and wanted to grind out this big man, the two of them must leave one or all of them today, and there was no doubt that ending was the last thing they wanted to see.

"Why did you leave that Zhao Kuangran?" Sun Honglei was stopped by Da Quan, Da Quan looked back at Jiezi Mountain again, and finally couldn't help but ask, in his eyes, this Zhao Kuangchao seems to be even more terrifying than this Dayue, if it is not solved now, they will definitely regret it in the future.

Sun Honglei, who was about to get into the car, stopped his movements, turned his head to look at Daquan, with a very special look, looking at Daquan in a cold sweat.

"We came to ask for Guo Hongzhu's life, and the rest were in second place, when I left Zhao Wuyu, some people did the same to me, but he still died in my hands." Sun Honglei's voice was extremely cold.

The two brothers swallowed their saliva at the same time, and only then did they truly realize the horror of the backbone of the Guo family.

"Do you still have questions?" Sun Honglei asked.

The two of them shook their heads at the same time, although they were a little unwilling, but at least this was not something they should mix more.

Two Land Cruisers descended the mountain and picked up a half-dead man halfway up the mountain, and this is the end of an undignified story, as for what will happen in the future, it is just a concern for the future, but at this moment, what has to be faced is that the person is dead.

Zhao Kuangran buried his head deep in the ground, choking, as if on that day, he didn't dare to get up and face a cold woman, like sharp scissors, cut a hole in Zhao Kuangran's heart, and the blood did not stop.

"Heaven wow, earth wow" Gong San'er shouted vigorously, but no one knew what it was called, only the desolation and sadness in Gong San'er's voice pulling his throat.

Da Yue sat down slowly along the old dead tree, and his honest face became not honest, looking up at the sky, listening to the dark thunder rolling in the distance.

Heavy rain, a spring rain, everything recovered, and a lot of things fell.

Dayue was drenched in the rain, walked to Zhao Kuangran, who was lying on the ground, pulled up Zhao Kuangran, who was covered in mud, and shook Zhao Kuangran, with a miserable white face, a pair of bloodshot eyes, his lips had already been bitten, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Dayue, should I live or not!" Zhao Kuangchao's voice was muffled by the sound of rain.

Da Yue moved his mouth, as for what he was talking about, no one could hear clearly.

Zhao Kuang staggered towards the woman, wearing a red wedding dress, red and dazzling, covering the blood on her body.

Gong San'er screamed like crazy, but no matter how he screamed, no one would hear it anymore, only the bones under the Ring Mountain.

Zhao Kuangran knelt down in front of Guo Hongzhu's corpse, and slowly hugged this woman who was willing to accompany him out of Guo's house and embark on a road of no return, there seemed to be a smile on this flawless face, and I don't know if it was Zhao Kuangran's illusion.

The sound of rain, the sound of dark thunder, Zhao Kuang's chaotic cry, and Gong San'er's crazy scream, weave the night of Jiezi Mountain.

"She finally got rid of that Guo, didn't she?" Zhao Kuangran looked at the woman in his arms, the face he would never forget in his life, reminded him of a lot, remembered Xing'anling, remembered Yi Yinghuo in Beijing, if they were all alive, Zhao Kuangran felt that he was equivalent to having a qiē.

"To gain is to lose, and only on the day of loss will we know how precious what we hold onto!" Gong San'er stumbled over and knelt in front of Guo Hongzhu, maybe there are only a few people who can remember this woman in the future.

Zhao Kuangran suddenly laughed, laughed like crazy, took off his coat to protect this relieved face, and also looked at the second corpse of this Jiezi Mountain, Zhao Wuyu, a man with the same surname Zhao and a man who walked the same road as him.

Some people who have many, many stories often run through their lives with one word, one word, one sentence, with a clear conscience, which is enough.

The rain stopped, the day dawned, but the story did not end, or it will never end, because there are a few people who are still walking, although it is a point of no return.

Guo Hongzhu and Zhao Wuyu were buried in front of the Ring Temple by the three of them, and the two tombs that are not eye-catching are the places where Gong San'er is looking, although Gong San'er lies here, although he can't prosper his offspring, he can sleep peacefully and seek a quiet.

Dayue went up the mountain and cut down two of the thickest trees, made two tombstones, and erected them in front of the graves of the two people.

Guo Hongzhu's tombstone only wrote the word red candle, Gong San'er did not add the word Guo, and no one was willing to add the word Guo.

Zhao Wuyu only wrote down the word Wuyu, it was Zhao Kuangchao who insisted on letting Gong San'er carve it like this, for Zhao Wuyu, Zhao Kuangchao had a feeling of being smart, but he was in too much of a hurry, and the two didn't even have time to drink a drink and have a good conversation.

A red tassel gun, a piece of red cloth.

This is the last thing left by Zhao Kuangchao and the three of them at the foot of Jiezi Mountain, and it is also the last and only thing left by the three of them in the city of Nanjing.

Guo Hongniu's death, like a bombshell, was thrown into Jiangsu, the city of Jiangsu, or the hearts of the people, in everyone's amazement, Guo Hongniu's era is completely over, but whether this Guo character can be taken or not, it depends on whether he can carry this girder of the Guo family.

There are three characters behind this earth-shattering event, and the three of them are involved, and they don't get any favor, but they lose their souls, and no one remembers them, or no one cares about them.

Qingdao Jincheng Huafu, today seems to have a special atmosphere, but the place that was unusually dead and silent held a banquet, no outsiders, Pan Weigong, Meng Deng, Xu Muyang, Zhang Meng, Wang Long and Roe Deer.

Pan Weigong seems to have not laughed like this for a long time, and he specially opened a bottle of Moutai that has been treasured for a long time, and the table is full of joy, like a simple family who doesn't know how many stories there are.

Guo Hongniu's departure has changed not only the pattern of Jiangsu, but also has a lot of impact on half of China.

Pan Weigong, who was crumbling in Qingdao, seemed to have seen the last flame, and through all aspects of the news, he learned that Guo Qingyi no longer had the status he once had in the Guo family, or now Guo Qingyi's power is only left in the black hall, which is great news, without the support of the Guo family behind him, with the current Guo Qingyi, it will not have much fatal impact on Pan Weigong.

"Heaven will not die for me, I can't imagine that Guo Hongniu will die so unexplained in the end, how fast and fast." Pan Weigong drank all the wine in the cup, with a smile on his face, as if he was instantly younger and didn't know how old he was.

"If you don't just bring down this black hall, Guo Qingyi's henchman Zhun Ti has been sent to the hospital by me two days ago, and now is a good time." The roe deer sat in the lowest position and said indifferently. The originally unknown roe deer can shine under Pan Weigong's hands, no matter what aspect, it makes Pan Weigong appreciate it from the heart, and even the arrogant Meng Deng's copy acquiesced to the roe deer's ability.

"Don't be anxious, it's not just us who are not angry when you see the black hall in Qingdao." Pan Weigong said with a smug face.

The roe deer turned his head and didn't talk.

Xu Muyang has been silent, his sleeves are empty, and there is a not very beautiful woman sitting next to him, the woman helps him pour wine and help him raise a glass.

These two hands were left for Pan Weigong or Meng Deng, but now only a drag oil bottle and a waste person are left, but despite this, Xu Muyang does not have the slightest idea of revenge, and has been watching this qiē as a bystander, and can only be a bystander, he can't enter this game.

Some people are happy and some are sad, life is like this, love is like a ball, kicked over and over, most people are comforting themselves, self-redeeming to spend this not ridiculous life.

On the train to Beijing in Nanjing, the three of them were really tired, they almost slept all the way in the soft seat, woke up hungry and went to the restaurant to eat a few boxes of lunches, from beginning to end, the three of them were silent, no one wanted to mention anything, and even Dayue didn't ask them where they were going?

There was still a time before they arrived in the city of Beijing, and the three of them had their own worries, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Da Yue was not tired of looking at the scenery outside the car, Gong San'er tilted his head and wandered, and Zhao Kuang lowered his head deeply.

"Maybe we shouldn't be involved." Zhao Kuang muttered nonsense.

Gong San'er sighed heavily, and said with a toothpick in his mouth: "Life is like this, no matter how you can't get a satisfactory one, when you go well, you feel that you are doing the right thing, and when you don't go well, scold the god of the dog's day, it's as simple as that, messy, don't think too complicated, when the red candle leaves, it's smiling." ”

Zhao Kuang shook his head, it seems that he has not yet walked out of this magic barrier, after all, this cold corpse has left too many unbearable things for Zhao Kuangran.

"People can't live in the past, you have to stand up straight in Beijing, how can the daughter of the Yi family be sincere to you, if this girl has another new love, I farted when I was a master, but if you let her down again, I really look down on you, the story is the story, the hatred is the hate, a man makes the woman who looks at him suffer, how can he not pass." Gong San'er thought about it, although this guy also left a time bomb in Xuzhou.