In a courtyard area in Beijing that has not been demolished, an uncle-like man has just poked his head out of the lottery station, and five locomotives are speeding by, and the dust brought up makes the uncle-like guy cough.

"Today's young people, one by one, are dying." The man clamped the newspaper king's arm and took out a box of soft-wrapped red plum diǎn burning, scolding and scolding.

"It's not been a lot lately." The boss in the lottery station admonished.

"No matter how peaceful it is, it can't be related to me, a small people." The uncle muttered, looked up at the sky, and suddenly frowned, this hot and unusual day seemed to be about to rain heavily.

Heavy rain is coming.

The White Dragon Building, because the sky is particularly gloomy, the huge room is extremely dim, if people know that this huge room does not have a light, it is estimated that people will think that the owner of this building must be abnormal.

The sound of banging on the door was exceptionally regular.

"Come in." A very majestic voice sounded, and if this man did not speak, ordinary people would really think that this empty room was empty.

Zhou Malone opened the door and stepped into this place that left a lot of shadows in his heart, here, a height of two meters can not give him any sense of security, even if he is the top three thugs in the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce, you can know how terrifying the man sitting on the sofa in front of him is that people can't see his face clearly.

"If you have something, just say it." The man said, as if looking at Zhou Malone in the darkness.

Zhou Malone broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, as if he was being stared at by some fierce beast, he remembered the rumors of the president of the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce, the beasts of the Ryrams.

"Just now, Wu Qiba died." Zhou Malone tried to come back to his senses and said.

There was no movement in the darkness, but Zhou Malone could feel a trace of anger diffusing from it.

"It was the Devil's Seeker who did it, right?" The man in the dark said calmly, but when it reached Zhou Malong's ears, it was like a roar.

Zhou Malone wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said: "It hasn't been completely confirmed yet, but they are the only ones who dare to move our directors in Beijing." ”

"Good, good." That sitting" dǐng "diǎn" 小" says, .≦.o¤s_(); The man on the couch slowly stood up, walking back and forth in the dimly lit room, thinking about something.

Zhou Malone has been waiting quietly, even if he is allowed to stand here all night, he doesn't dare to say a word, this man nicknamed White Bear is angry, thinking about Zhou Malone feels a little creepy.

"Inform the old things of the Xia family Zhuo family and let them come over, as for the turntable, the third round will continue to be postponed, and whoever is restless will be killed." The man said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Zhou Malong, who received the order, was about to turn around and leave the room, but was stopped by the man and said: "Recall them, and they will all rush back to Beijing within seven days." ”

"Boss, are you sure you're recalling those lunatics? Beijing is chaotic enough. Zhou Malone said with a shocked face, thinking about the group of neuropaths who did things recklessly, Zhou Malone felt a headache.

"Shall I let the devil of life do his best over me? Three directors, how will this make those foxes waiting to see a good show outside fan the flames? This time, even if you take half of the chamber of commerce, you must completely eradicate the life-seeking ghost. The man slowly came out of the darkness. Even if he can't get up with Zhou Malong, who is not thin and thin at two meters tall, the strong momentum on the man's body is not diminished at all, he is dressed in a white suit, his figure is extremely burly, and his height is only one or two points shorter than Zhou Malong, like a huge white bear.

"From the board?" Zhou Malone muttered, a little at a loss for the strength of this man.

"I'll explain." The man's blue eyes stared at Zhou Malone like this.

"Okay, I'll go down and do it." Zhou Malone fled away, thinking about when he would be able to adapt to the powerful aura of this white bear.

In the drowsy day, it finally rained, and in this lonely house, the man suddenly smiled fiercely in the face of the rain curtain, this is the smile of the Ryrams beast, also known as the smile of death, as for what the hell is that Ryrams, or the afterword, there are too many stories involved.

Far away from the apartment of the war, the sound of heavy rain woke up Zhao Kuangchao.

The first thought when I woke up was how long I had been asleep, but fortunately, the pain of the wound on my body was not as strong as it once was.

It's amazing, there is still room for salvage in this incurable wound of his body, does Bai Chuying really have that kind of magic?

This time he sat up from the bed a little lightly, it seemed that this body was also used to these new and old injuries, Zhao Kuangchao worked hard to get off the bed, and finally could take a look at this room seriously, it was a little simple, just like the courtyard in Qinglong Village, although it was extremely bland, but it couldn't pick out a thorn, which made people look so pleasing to the eye.

Opening the door, the furnishings in the living room were still the same as when he first came, and Zhao Kuangran was very surprised to find that he had not forgotten that there was a sleeping Bai Chuying lying on the sofa.

Zhao Kuangran walked over lightly, looking at this tired woman who didn't know why, a warmth suddenly surged in his heart, and there was a trace of doubt, whether he was worthy of being so good to him like others, he would definitely live up, he would definitely live up, even if Zhao Kuangran didn't want to admit this.

Squatted down slowly, staring at this face that would make Zhao Kuang think of her inexplicably, from one she thought of a lot.

The pain in my heart is a thousand times more intense than the pain in my body, is it how life should be, or is it just when I lose.

Zhao Kuang wanted to touch that face, but he was afraid of waking up Bai Chuying and misunderstanding something, so he gently covered Bai Chuying with a blanket, he didn't know what to repay the woman who saved his life, he just sat beside her blankly, stunned as if he was paying attention to a wild flower.

Maybe it's good for him to get up and leave her world completely at this moment, so did he make a big mistake by breaking into her world?

Zhao Kuang thought about the exam for a long time, and finally got up silently, took a deep breath, and just wanted to do something.

"Are you leaving?" A pair of big eyes looked at Zhao Kuangchao.

Zhao Kuang lowered his head, not knowing when Bai Chuying woke up.

"I have to go." Zhao Kuang said stubbornly, although he didn't do anything wrong, he still did it wrong, which is a very fucked up thing.

"Don't you tell me your story? I want to hear it. Bai Chuying rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up, looking at this guy with a diǎn story, she knew that she couldn't keep it, at least he could know why he was like this, it was enough.

When you boil hypocrisy into letting go, that's the real woman, and the rest are just some children who are still living in their own world.

"You'll regret it." Zhao Kuang said nonsense, this bridge reminded him of another bridge that was very similar to this one.

That is a Zhao Kuangchao who absolutely does not want to experience the second ending in this life, so Zhao Kuangchao closed his small world, isolated from the world, he will not be injured and lived, which is also the reason why he wants to leave Bai Chuying's world completely.

Good for him, and for anyone.

"Am I not even qualified to know?" Bai Chuying's expression slowly darkened. Like a flower that blooms and withers rapidly, withering before even letting people smell her fragrance.

Zhao Kuangran wanted to say something like that, but he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed as soon as he said it.

The knocking on the door was rhythmic, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere between the two.

"Your friend?" Zhao Kuang said vigilantly,

Bai Chuying shook her head slightly, she didn't expect that someone would come to visit her today. However, Zhao Kuangran's appearance of being a soldier made Bai Chuying feel that it was a big deal, maybe she wouldn't feel so when she knew Zhao Kuangran's true profession.

"Don't come out, whatever happens, call the police if you hear something unusual." Zhao Kuangran said coldly, without giving Bai Chuying time to refuse, and walked to the door step by step.

Bai Chuying still returned to his room honestly, and even Bai Chuying felt a little inexplicable, perhaps because Zhao Kuangran's eyes just now were too dignified.

The knock on the door was still ringing, and Zhao Kuang saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Zhao Kuangran said tightly against the door.

"O man who came to ask for your life." The smiling harmless man suddenly looked at the cat's eye and said.

A military thorn pierced the door panel, if Zhao Kuangran hadn't been vigilant earlier, maybe he would definitely be stabbed by this army.

"It is worthy of being worth 30 million heads, and he has the ability to diǎn." The man chuckled.

The sound of breaking glass pulled Zhao Kuangchao back to the edge again, and five men dressed in black directly smashed through the glass and entered the living room, and the five silver-white Tibetan knives instantly lowered the temperature of the living room by a few points.

"Did you run?" The man outside the door whispered softly, like the last whisper of death.

Zhao Kuang stared at these five evil stubbles, and was slowly forced into the small space at the door, and he couldn't open the door at this moment, because there was an even more terrifying guy outside.

"Enjoy the gift." The man standing at the door lit a cigarette comfortably and pulled the thorn back to his waist, what kind of scene would be on the other side of the door at this moment, he could imagine.

For Zhao Kuangchao's information, Zong Baijiao can be said to have completely memorized it, although he has more or less sympathy for this Zhao Kuangchao, but in the face of incomparably huge interests, this diǎn sympathy is absent.

Although Zhao Kuang is the No. 1 fierce man who calculates indiscriminately, in the face of the five little lucky generals who kill people and bloodletting is commonplace, Zong Baijiao can't see any chance of winning, just like a powerless child facing five big men.