Out of the dog fighting ring, Zhao Kuangran's face, which had always been calm, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he breathed in a big gulp of fresh air, as if he had put down the jack on his body.

"Messy, good, now fight with him, it's too hasty." Gong San'er silently looked at Zhao Kuang, who didn't know how much he had grown, and said that today's Zhao Kuang's chaotic appearance far exceeded Gong San'er's imagination, which made Gong San'er see a trace of slimness, but there was indeed hope for zài.

"Master, we have to leave Beijing, the sooner the better, I don't want to involve the monkey Wu Ming and her." Zhao Kuangran carried the thousand-pound burden again, but this time his expression was better, and the time that could make him breathe was only that.

Gong San'er turned his head, knowing that now that they have been completely exposed, the next time he meets Liu Sheng, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape if he puts wings on them, this time it is already a big shit luck and bluffed Liu Sheng.

The three of them took a taxi, and on the way, Gong San'er called and told Monkey Wu Ming to talk about the matter simply, and specially told Monkey Wu Ming not to leave the dog arena in advance, nor to come to Huma Pass, at least when they left Beijing.

In the dog fighting arena, Liu Sheng's hand lit a cigarette with a little trembling, he didn't care about the death fight on the stage at all, waved his hand to the minister in the VIP stand, and left with Ye Zhen first.

Not achieving this ending is what the toad wants to see the most, after all, this level of battle is not something that he can contaminate. The most terrible thing is that if Liu Sheng really has three longs and two shorts in this dog fighting ring, it is not something that he, a dog, can afford to lose.

In the VIP stands, the minister looked at Liu Sheng, who left in a hurry and even left a box of cash, wondering what made this Liu Sheng so confused.

"Minister, if you can have half of Liu Sheng's brain, your Wang family's ancestral tomb will be smoking." Zhu Sha didn't care about the death match on the stage from beginning to end, and kept watching Liu Sheng's battle just now.

Minister Wang looked aggrieved and thought about something, but found that he really had nothing to refute.

"In the future, it will be close to Liu Sheng's last original, but never treat him as yourself, the field he plays, you are not yet the time to play." Zhu Sha got up and said, leaving such a sentence lightly, she knew that Minister Wang would definitely remember this, otherwise she wouldn't, where would this woman's realm be worse than Liu Sheng?

Minister Wang didn't know whether he understood it or not, but he was stupid, and he was not interested in a bite on the stage, and he thought about the panda he loved for a long time, and even forgot to smoke it, until the cigarette butt was hot, Minister Wang came back to his senses, and the last one left the dog ring.

Running on the Wrangler on the streets of Beijing, Liu Sheng dialed several numbers in a row, and the performance was uncertain.

"What, I'm really afraid that this Zhao Kuang will run away?" Ye Zhen seemed to be driving the car seriously, but in fact, he had been paying attention to Liu Sheng's every move, and he didn't even miss every slight change in Liu Sheng.

"No, I just don't want him to leave Beijing so lightly, it feels like he's pooping on my head." Liu Sheng said with a red face, holding his phone tightly.

"Liu Sheng, you are a lot worse than this Zhao Kuang, if he stands at your height, I am afraid you have already died thousands of times, don't think Uncle Ye is straightforward, but coming out is good for you." Ye Zhen said methodically.

If Liu Sheng listens to the toad's endless praise every day, sooner or later he will become a virtue who can't hold up the wall with some mud and doesn't know how capable he is.

"How much better is he than me?" Liu Sheng was a little disappointed, and he didn't know if he was disappointed in himself or the world.

"It's not Yiding, or maybe he's the most potential young man I've seen over the years, can he hold back in front of you and not make a move, can he survive on these battlefields, although he is not the protagonist, but it will be far from the day he becomes the protagonist?" Ye Zhen said lightly, there seemed to be a trace of unclear expectation, how many years, who can climb up from the bottom of the world without danger, maybe when Zhao Kuangran really made a splash, he will have no so-called regrets.

"Can't let him live." Liu Sheng gritted his teeth and said, he knew very well what Ye Zhen's words meant, how could he not understand, so he couldn't let Zhao Kuang leave Beijing.

"The beacon has already acted secretly, it is enough to give him face, and it is not in vain to die in our hands." Ye Zhen's face was fearless.

"Brother Beacon made a move?" Liu Sheng's face was surprised, and slowly turned into a snicker, even if Zhao Kuang sat on the rocket at this time, he couldn't leave Beijing lightly, he had to leave something.

The three of them rushed to Huma Pass, it was close to the early hours of the morning, and the three of them packed their luggage with great hearts, each of them had a snakeskin bag, but the sound still woke up the woman, or Yi Yinghuo didn't sleep at all.

"What's wrong?" Yi Yinghuo leaned his head against the door frame, looked at the three people who seemed to be fleeing, and asked softly. Yi Yinghuo, who was woken up, had black hair that fell down to his waist, and was dressed in white pajamas, which could see the bumps and bumps of his figure, but it gave people a thin feeling, like a white flower, which made people want to hug each other.

"Master, you go down first, let the taxi go." Zhao Kuang said in a hurry.

"Gotcha." Gong San'er took Zhao Kuangchao's snakeskin bag, and finally glanced at Yi Yinghuo, and also looked at the room, maybe this master also has a trace of nostalgia, but he doesn't drag his feet when he leaves.

"It will be very troublesome to stay in Beijing any longer." Zhao Kuang looked at Yi Yinghuo and tried to explain something, but found that he had nothing to explain at all, or there was no explanation that made his conscience clear.

"Is it really going to be a hassle?" Yi Yinghuo bit the word trouble very hard, raised his head, and looked at Zhao Kuangchao with some red circles in his eyes.

This face without any heavy makeup made Zhao Kuang couldn't help but sigh, but he couldn't, at least not now, but can he in the future? Zhao Kuangran didn't know, because he didn't even know what kind of ending he would have, let alone what kind of ending he would give to others.

"It's troublesome, it's troublesome, I have to go." Zhao Kuang spit out a heavy breath of air.

"How long will it take to be back?" Yi Yinghuo asked softly, barefoot, walking towards Zhao Kuangran, the sound of footsteps knocked on Zhao Kuangran's heart, making Zhao Kuanglan not know how to answer this unanswered question.

Zhao Kuang was thinking about something, and Yi Yinghuo blocked his mouth for a long time.

That night, a woman who could hold a lot of sand in her heart leaned on Zhao Kuangran's chest and whispered: "Remember, you Zhao Kuangran, you don't owe me anything, and you don't owe anything to Peach Blossom, just let me wait for you silently like this, can't you?" ”

Zhao Kuanglan gently stroked Yi Yinghuo's long hair, like water, cold and hot, melting Zhao Kuangran's heart.

In the end, Zhao Kuangran still left, Zhao Kuangran felt that his chest was soaked in something, he really didn't owe? Zhao Kuang shook his head, even if the whole world thought that he didn't owe her anything, he thought he owed her a lifetime.

"So fast?" Looking at Zhao Kuangchao who went downstairs, Gong San'er had a deep smile on his face.

"I'm not as dirty as you think." Zhao Kuang tried his best to make people sober up, but found that there was no so-called effect at all.

The three of them got into the taxi, if Gong San'er hadn't paid three times the price, otherwise the master who had already begun to figure out the purpose of the three would definitely slip away.

"Let's go to the Liu family's compound first." Zhao Kuang said in a deep voice.

Gong San'er was stunned, he didn't expect that Zhao Kuangchao was willing to stay in Beijing for an extra minute and a second at this juncture, but he still ordered the unknown driver to drive to the Liu family's compound.

"I'll have to pick up an ancestor later, and he will be very useful in the future." Zhao Kuangran explained.

"Chaozi, are you sure that with another oil bottle, we can easily leave Beijing? Liu Sheng won't give me too much chance to breathe? Although Gong San'er is like this, he has already prepared for the next fierce battle.

"I have to do it, and as long as I have a life, we can still toss." Zhao Kuang looked out the car window at the slowly silent Beijing, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the wind was blowing stronger and stronger, indicating that it was about to rain.

At the same time, in Guowan Building, a man in a torn coat walked out step by step, with a chicken nest hairstyle, a stubble on his face, like a sharp brother, lighting a cheap cigarette in the wind, and his half-open dead fish eyes narrowed even more, like a drug addict.

A black Range Rover stopped in front of the man, who flicked the cigarette ash, pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat, not at all in the domineering atmosphere.

The driver was a young man, skinny, and even more attached to the nickname of addict.

"Master Yang, I'm really sorry to trouble you in the middle of the night." The young man took out a white plastic bottle, poured out half a hand medicine, swallowed it in one gulp, his face instantly became a few moments, and he stepped on the accelerator of the Land Rover fiercely.

"What did Liu Sheng's rabbit cub provoke, and that Uncle Ye can't solve it?" Yang Fenghuo smoked his flue with a decadent face.

"I don't know, if you want us to kill three people, Beijing has already followed." The youth moved his neck.

"It's okay to find trouble, this kind of trick of wiping the butt of this rabbit cub, I'm the least rare." Yang Fenghuo said with an unhappy face.

"Who made him the son of the big boss." The young man smiled, his face full of helplessness.

"Dog's day" Yang Fenghuo scolded for a while before giving up.

The cold wind blew, and it rained heavily, and the car was beating like bullets, which made people upset.

Zhao Kuang's left eyelid kept jumping, and he always felt that the rain did not bring any good signs, so he kept muttering the word steady in his heart, although it did not have much substantive effect on love.