The old man in the chess hall poured three cups of hot tea, and the tea fragrance overflowed.

The sky gradually darkened, and in a parking lot in front of the Laiyue Hotel, a black business car was parked in the corner, and there were three men staring at the hotel in the car, and Zhao Kuang was chaotic.

"I'll drag Lu Zhilin, you save people." Zhao Kuang casually put his hand on the wine jug on his waist, he had never seen Lu Zhilin, and even he was not very sure, whether he could stop it for a minute, two minutes, it was unknown.

"I'll stop you." Gong San'er said resolutely, as if he had not come to his senses, but Zhao Kuangran shook his head, and Brother Buddha also shook his head, Zhao Kuangran may still be a little sure, Gong San'er comes, then it is really nine deaths.

Zhao Kuang took out his mobile phone, tapped the keyboard with his hand, typed a line of words, hesitated whether it should be sent or not, and finally deleted it, let out a heavy breath, his heart was torn apart by all kinds of emotions, his body seemed to be falling down, inexplicably weak, but he still got out of the car, and the three of them walked towards this crumbling hotel like this, and it was destined to be calm tonight, isn't it?

Before a game of chess moved, Mu Chi and Gongsun Qiang had a cigarette at the same time, seven pieces and a box of Hongta Mountain, which was amazingly consistent, not a good smoke, but it smelled of smoke.

A black Bentley stopped at the door of the Laiyue Hotel, two men got out of the car, the roe deer said hello to Tang Guohui who was driving, and tried to make a fine expression, Tang Guohui drove away, some things can be changed if you don't want to.

The old evil took a deep breath of cold air, trying to hold the limping roe deer, but he didn't help it.

"Old evil, no matter who dies tonight, the remaining one must bury us under the water tower, I don't want to go anywhere." The roe deer spoke, his voice unusually sad, like the wind of this deep winter.

"Roe deer, anyone can die, you can't, if you die, how will I face the shadow in the future?" The old evil patted the dust on the roe deer's shoulder, sniffled and said, this iron-clad man has red eyes, not because he is afraid of death, but because he found that his life has collapsed, but there is nothing he can do.

"How am I going to deal with her?" The roe deer's voice is full of loneliness, how should he face it? The roe deer sighed and walked towards the hotel, and there were also three men walking in front of him, but neither of them was in the mood to care.

Gongsun Qiang put the general who had been playing for a long time into the chessboard, and only the butt of the cigarette remained.

Two steps were the first cannon, but two pawns were left.

The sky finally darkened, and on Belcy Street, the two groups of people confronted each other, and the black pressure was pressing, and with a shout, they fought together, and for a while the swords and swords were shadowy, and the flesh and blood were flying for a while.

A game of chess was very slow and slow, the three old men were not in a hurry, the two packs of Hongtashan were smoked one after another, the tea was gone, and the old man in the chess hall silently added it.

Red and green do not give in to each other, earning a soldier and a pawn, it doesn't seem like a battlefield without gunpowder, and it is even more dramatic and thrilling than that battlefield.

Like walking the field and the horse and walking the day, a chess grid, but what is left is something indelible, like life, will always come to an end, will always be limited, will always be frustrated, when this game of chess is over, a qiē is just a floating cloud.

"Good chess." Although the old man in the chess hall was full of bitterness, he still said good.

Tang Chuanzong's funeral fell, and Tang Chuanzong had to leave a heavy mark in Xuzhou, maybe it will never fade, maybe it will be forgotten tomorrow, but it is estimated that no one will think about it.

There are only a few people left in the entire ancestral hall.

"It's snowing." Tang Mangong, who had rushed from outside, gasped for air.

The few people who sat in their seats and did not move turned their heads to look out of the window with snowflakes fluttering, how could they not imagine the scenery outside the window, how could they not yearn for the scenery outside the window.

"Zhuge Changqing's face, should I lose it tonight." Wei Chiyi drank the cold tea and drank it all, still with that loud voice, not an ordinary cold and elegance, but this old man has been hurt a lot more in his life, and he can't tolerate a few people's irregularities.

"Face? It's dispensable, I just want to see who is the deer in this era, Xuzhou will always be surnamed Xu, Jiangsu will always be Xinjiang, no matter how powerful it is, the old man will see it, what he is fighting for will always be looked down upon by the world above, and it will be the same if he climbs up. Zhuge Changqing looked at the heavy snow and said.

Wei Chiyi snorted a few times, but did not refute, who of the few people here couldn't understand?

Snow is like blood.

Ju sat under the street lamp, panting heavily, surrounded by all kinds of bodies, and the people who were not dead, these things were creepy, but Ju was indifferent to a cigarette, no one could think of why this man would use this name, but only those who were targeted by this man would understand how chilling the word chrysanthemum was.

Ju struggled to stand up and yelled, but there was no answer in this snowy night, as if he was the only one left in the world.

In the depths of winter, Ju's body was like a fire, especially the knife wound on his back, which was like a bone exposed.

What Mu Chi Qi is playing with is Gongsun Qian's horse, it seems that Gongsun Qi has been suppressed by Mu Chi Yan, but in fact, it is not.

"Mu Chi, it's easy to see a person when you play chess, but it's different when you get to us." Gongsun Qiang took a sip of tea, if he knew the taste, Gongsun Qiang couldn't remember how many years ago he drank this tea.

Indeed, Gongsun Qiang and Mu Chi Wei have opposite chess paths, the former is solid as a rock, and the latter is offensive like a surging giant, and they will be involved if they are not careful, but now the positioning of the two is diametrically opposed.

Mu Chi Wei shook his head slightly, frowned and looked at this game of chess, watching one soldier and one soldier falling, how many people will fall in Xuzhou tonight? Maybe when this chess is over, it won't matter if you win or lose, but why is it different now? Another answer that may not be found in a lifetime.

The crisp sound of the lighter broke the silence of Dalong Lake, Wang Fugui's huge body stepped out of the darkness, put the burning cigarette into the corner of the man's mouth who fell to the ground in front of him, Wang Fugui put the lighter cigarette case on the man's chest, just squatted down, looking at a dead man.

"Chen Bing, it's better to die in my hands than to die in the hands of outsiders, I hope you don't blame me, don't blame my master, we martial artists, we are all like this, no matter how powerful we are, we can't change it, such a trance for a lifetime is better than those rice grains." Wang Fugui stretched out his big hand, gently closed Chen Bing's eyes, suddenly got up, and wiped the blood on half of his face, as if this martial artist didn't even know what to sigh at the end.

A golden cup wandered around the city, taking away pieces of bones, most of these ambitions will stay in this city called Xuzhou forever, and will be forgotten by others tomorrow, but who can guarantee that these countless ambitions will not be able to break through this era, no one can either, therefore, can never give up, even if the road they are walking is a road of bones, but it is this road that leads to another world, but whether it is for this to add so many bones, no one knows.

Mu Chi Gongsun Qiang gains and loses, loses and gains, a game of chess seems to have fallen into a dead end, or the tranquility when the real storm comes, life is not this game of chess, a son falls, it may change a qiē, or ruin a qiē.

Huang Daxian got up to go to the toilet, for some reason, there was always an ominous premonition tonight, but thinking about the perverted Lu Zhilin living in the opposite room, it was also a little more comfortable, no matter how Mu Chi Yan and Gongsun Qiang looked, it had nothing to do with him, a half of an outsider.

"Ye Gong San'er!" There was a sudden pig-like cry in the corridor, which woke up the whole building, and several dissatisfied residents were ready to get up and clean up the strange thing that they were yelling in the middle of the night, but they didn't expect to be solved by the man wearing a mask next to this strange thing.

Huang Daxian struck a stir, he was very familiar with the three words Gong San'er, and it was his nightmare, but thinking about who was here tonight, Huang Daxian was also a little more comfortable, straightened his waist, and walked out of the room, he wanted to see Gong San'er being ravaged to his heart's content, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

At this time, the corridor was already full of people, of course, most of the idle people were invited out, leaving only two groups of people to confront each other, Wong Tai Sin finally squeezed to the front, originally thought that Gong San'er would lead thousands of troops and horses to save people, and when he saw the three people again, he almost laughed.

In the crowd, a bald man walked out, one meter eight tall, wearing this tight-fitting shirt, the muscles on his body seemed to be able to burst out at any time, a camouflage military pants on his lower body, barefoot, and a pair of beast-like eyes stared at Gong San'er and the three of them, from Brother Buddha to Gong San'er, from Gong San'er to Zhao Kuangran, and finally stopped at Zhao Kuanglan for a long time, so long that Gong San'er felt irritable.

"Wong Tai Sin!" A wolf-like voice sounded at the end of the corridor, Huang Daxian raised his feet and looked forward, Gong San'er and the three also turned their heads, and the two men went upstairs dramatically, the roe deer looked at Zhao Kuang inexplicably Gong San'er, and the two also looked at the roe deer inexplicably, several people had never dealt with each other, but they all saw their bravery, as if there was an agreement in the dark to meet here.