These days, Zhao Baichuan has seen everything in his eyes, Zhao Yufei's deeds, Zhao Pixiu's ambitions, and the Zhao family's cronies' behavior on the wall, despite this, Zhao Baichuan still hasn't done anything, because now such a Zhao family full of loopholes, even if Zhao Baichuan moves back, it won't have any effect.

How many years can his Zhao Baichuan's prestige suppress the current Zhao family? Five years? Decade?

"You rush to the Zhuo family, tomorrow with Zhao Pixiu's character, you will definitely attack Zhao Kuang, keep him, and you will be regarded as repaying what the old man owes him, although it is difficult to pay it off in this life." Zhao Baichuan stopped wiping the black blade, and said to Li Bai and Xue Monkey in front of him, as for why these two people were left, no one except Zhao Baichuan knew.

Li Bai frowned, as if he felt that the old man in front of him who thought he had already understood the ghosts and gods had some kind of enlightenment, no matter how beautiful his words were here, there was no effect at all.

"Don't get out of here yet." Zhao Baichuan scolded with a smile, this time there was no interest involved, but it was the biggest interest, because whether it was Li Bai or Xue Monkey, staying in the Zhao family would undoubtedly be the end of being played to death by Zhao Yutenon's cronies, but now the two of them are finally free.

Li Bai silently diǎn diǎn head, no thanks, let alone kowtow a few times, he was hopeless back then because he met the old man in front of him, he was able to come to this point, all the way down, he did not give the old man any promises, but did everything beautifully, and the old man never said that Li Bai had fallen in love with Li Bai's diǎn.

These two answers, which may have been chewed up for a long time, are destined to rot in the stomach.

Xue Monkey scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, he couldn't see through the huge situation in front of him, and finally dared to arch his hand at Zhao Baichuan, and followed Li Bai away without looking back, if Xue Monkey had the courage to turn back again, it was possible to see Zhao Baichuan arching his hand at him.

It's all fate, or bad fate.

After the two left, only Zhao Baichuan was left in the teahouse that Zhao Baichuan was most willing to stay in, or there was this black blade that had not been opened for many years.

A man quietly appeared behind Zhao Baichuan.

"You're here to kill me?" Zhao Baichuan said, and silently wiped the black blade, as if he would not be satisfied.

〗dǐng〗diǎn〗小〗 said,.◆.o∞s_(); Zhao Baichuan did not answer behind him.

"What the hell are you selling? Let Zhao Yutenon, the black tiger, bite you to death? This is not the Zhao Baichuan I know. Yu Doujin said silently, this man, who is known as one of the three tigers of the Zhao family, may have great resentment towards Zhao Baichuan, but he respects this old man from the bottom of his heart, because this old man has paid too much for the Zhao family, or for this era that seems to be turbulent but is actually a cradle.

"That's Zhao Baichuan twenty years ago, now Zhao Baichuan is an old man, in a few years, maybe I won't be able to swing this black blade, I don't want to sit in a wheelchair and be sneered and beheaded by some juniors." Zhao Baichuan said lightly, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, it seemed that this night, Zhao Baichuan seemed to be very talkative.

Yu Doujin moved slightly, and muttered something.

"Let's go, just the two of them may not be able to keep Zhao Kuangchao, just when I, an old man, ask you for one last time, from tonight onwards, whether you go or stay in the Zhao family, it all depends on your personal wishes, I have followed me for so many years, and I have buried you." Zhao Baichuan said that among the three tigers in the town gate, he only has one, and the other two are also in the hands of the two old men, which is the real lifeblood of the Zhao family, at least the position that Zhao Yuyu is fighting for is just a puppet.

The family story is like a story that condenses the times, and you never know what ridiculous things you are fighting for, just like you don't know how ridiculous you are.

Yu Doojin didn't make a sound, nor did he leave, as if he sincerely wanted to watch the fall of the killing god in front of him who was holding a black blade many, many years ago.

"Don't you want to see that Zhao Kuangran?" Zhao Baichuan said.

Yu Doujin shook his head slightly and said, "It's not too late to see him when you die." ”

Zhao Baichuan laughed, as if he had heard some big joke, touched his beard and said: "Although I, Zhao Baichuan, have reached the point of being old and immortal, it is not to the point where a few knives and a few guns can be brought down, little ghost, keep your eyes open and show me clearly, what is the meaning of a treasure knife is not old." ”

"I'll see." Yu Doujin said, he didn't seem to think the joke was ridiculous, and silently disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

The room was empty again, but it seemed that there would be no shortage of visitors today, no matter what the purpose.

The door opened again, and this time it was an old man, followed by a man dressed in sleeveless denim, whose arms were even thicker than a normal person's thighs.

The old man walked into the room, looked at Zhao Baichuan, who was still wiping the black blade, frowned slightly, and said, "Baichuan, why do you want to perish with this era?" ”

Zhao Baichuan raised his head and looked at the old man, the flattering look at the beginning had slowly receded bit by bit, or this dispensable sense of disparity was no longer important.

"Yue Lao, when the last era fell, my old bones should have died, and I have survived more than twenty years, I have seen enough things, it's time to make a break, and handing over the Zhao family to Zhao Yuyu is not a bad thing for the family that has gradually lost its grasp of the benefits." Zhao Baichuan said lightly, although there was sadness in his eyes, there was also a trace of unwavering things.

The old man's lips trembled slightly, and the man beside him was about to rush out, like an angry beast, and his breath was loud.

"Actually, the Zhao family is in your hands, much better than in the hands of the guy whose heart is easy to be bewitched, since you are sincere to let go, I won't stop it, and I can't stop it, the rules are often more important than the law, and the Zhao family will remember you as a character." The old man said lightly, and with one hand he stopped the beast that had broken free from the shackles.

Seeing that Zhao Baichuan didn't say anything, the old man sighed secretly, and left with this beast behind his back, a little regretful, but will the Zhao family really remember this Zhao Baichuan? Don't say he doesn't believe it, even Zhao Baichuan doesn't believe it.

"What a joke." After waiting for the old man and another tiger general to leave, Zhao Baichuan muttered, his face was full of sarcasm, not to mention that he left a fatal scar on his face for the Zhao family, even if he left ten hundred ways, there was no point at all, because for a chess player, he would not experience the feeling of a chess piece, just like he and Zhao Kuang were chaotic.

Perhaps, perhaps, he is different from these guys who don't understand the joy and sorrow of a chess piece, at least, at least there is a trace of guilt towards Zhao Kuangchao, this guilt made Zhao Baichuan choose something without hesitation and unconditionally withdraw from the stage of the times.

Even if he still hasn't done any meritorious deeds, he is not worthy of being remembered, and he is not even as good as Zhao Jinglei, who was a blockbuster back then, but the name Zhao Baichuan is forgotten.

Zhao Baichuan thought so.

The door opened again, and you could see how reckless the character of the person entering the room was by looking at the action of opening the door, but despite this, Zhao Baichuan's action of wiping the black blade did not hesitate at all, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

Zhao Man walked into the teahouse in a hurry, just like his personality and his name, he always couldn't be pampered and not surprised. This is also destined to Zhao Man's status, and now his status has been achieved.

A person who leads the Zhao family can have no force value, but he must have a brain.

Behind Zhao Man, he followed another man unhurriedly, Zhao Fuhai, Zhao Kuangran's uncle, Zhao Jinglei's brother, perhaps because that Zhao Jinglei was so amazing that the man standing beside him became so bleak.

Although this man does not lack anything in Zhao Baichuan's eyes, it is strange that Zhao Jinglei has overshadowed all his talents, so that people completely ignore such a person.

"What? Zhao Man, you want to try it too? Zhao Baichuan didn't even raise his head, and put all his energy on this black blade, as if he wanted to rub this black blade until it could be cut off before he would give up.

Zhao Man stood with a wry smile, he knew that Zhao Baichuan's sentence was a joke, if there is a person who he least wants to see in this ending, then it must be Zhao Man, in the Zhao family, everyone knows that Zhao Yutenon and Zhao Man are rivals, and what Zhao Yutenon will do first after taking the throne is also known to everyone.

If the mountain of Zhao Baichuan falls, then Zhao Man's status in the Zhao family can be said to be precarious, and the person in the upper position is the person Zhao Man least wants to see.

"Is it worth it?" Zhao Man tried his best to control his gradually uncontrollable feelings, if it was because of this, he would be too wronged and ridiculous.

"There is nothing worthless, since we have come to this point, you must remember that it is not just Zhao Yutenon who wants me to die, it is the entire Zhao family, and it is this era that wants me to put this old thing in the coffin, do you think that Zhao Yutenon alone has the courage to fight against me? It was an outsider who ignited the fire of the Zhao family, maybe at this moment, my cronies of the Zhao family estimated that they were already dead, do you think Zhao Yutenon really has such strength and courage? Zhao Baichuan said unhurriedly, his scarred and old face did not show too much superfluous expression, which was the concentration accumulated over the years.

Zhao Man had a bitter face, there was a feeling that he couldn't say bitterness, Zhao Baichuan could walk freely now, but he was miserable, in the face of absolute pros and cons, no one would consider whether Zhao Baichuan in front of him was pessimistic, whether it was a pity.