"Zhao Kuangchao, I advise you to just have a simple meeting, how can there be a Zhao family behind it, Zhao Baichuan's old thing is a death order, the turntable can let Zhao Kuang mess up a long lesson, but you must not let Zhao Kuang die in this game, even if you don't give Zhao Baichuan a face, how can you give the Zhao family's living ancestors a face-" Zhou Malone looked at Xia Yunian.

"What do you mean by that? Is a turntable undead still called a turntable? If you spread this, what do you make the people who died in this game think that they don't know why? Xia Yunian had a chuckle on his face, and just looked at Zhou Malong, who occupied half of the entire table.

"They also have to recognize it, if the life of the quasi-heir of the Zhao family is the same as that of these ordinary people, then what is the meaning of this Zhao family?" Zhou Malone said, with a sneer on his face, maybe only Zhou Malone, who has come all the way from the edge of this era, knows in his heart that some people's lives are really not fate.

Xia Yunian smiled, did not refute Zhou Malong, and did not change the idea in his heart, he knew that living in that world, those things had already entered Zhou Malong's bones, even if he was bitter about Zhou Malone in his last life, he couldn't change anything, this is fate, it is very simple and complicated.

What kind of person has what kind of life depends on many, many, many things, because there are too many uncertain factors, so no one dares to deny that there are no heroes in the dung pit.

"Zhao Kuangchao is really just the heir of the Zhao family?" Xia Yunian's story of Zhao Kuangchao is more or less clear, and for the name Zhao Kuangran, Xia Yunian's pity is more taboo, perhaps this is the saddest thing about Zhao Kuangran.

"He doesn't want the Zhao family to be a real idiot, can those stories be with him for a lifetime? But the wealth of the Zhao family is enough for him to enjoy for a lifetime. Zhou Malone glanced at Xia Yunian, who asked this very stupid question, with a look of disdain.

"Malone, some things are not as important as you think." Xia Yunian's expression suddenly became serious, and this time it didn't seem like he was joking.

"Because you've had these things since you beat your mother's womb, haven't you?" Zhou Malone smiled slightly, holding his legs and seemed to have some difficulty standing up, and his height of two meters was almost touching the shed of the food stall.

3333,m.●.co↘m Xia Yunian smiled, this time, he really didn't have any strength to refute, but he believed that there was an exception standing there, and that was Zhao Kuangran, a freak who Xia Yunian wanted to meet.

The night is infinitely stretched by certain madness, some are unscrupulous, some are crazy, some are screaming, some are searching, but many more are dead.

The footprints in the past are actually just corpses.

The sun is about to illuminate half of the sky in Beijing.

The sleepless bangs finally had a little sleepiness, this was undoubtedly the hardest night in his life, although they were not the rabbits that were scattered, but every time they heard the police cars speeding by on the street, the bangs could be a little clearer, for the bangs, the city is no longer called Beijing, but a battlefield.

After holding it all night in this hotel, Liu Hai closed his eyes tiredly, and Zhang Gong and Li Siguang around him were still smoking in a muffled voice, leaving only cigarette butts all over the ground all night, as if they were waiting for something.

"Hai, if you encounter something, if you don't want to die, run to death, this is the third floor, even if you jump, you can't fall to death." Zhang Gong suddenly smiled with a smile on his face, this was Zhang Gong's first sentence to Liu Hai this night, which made Liu Hai feel inexplicable in his heart.

The knock on the door was a little hurried, and Liu Hai sat up excitedly, but found that Zhang Gong and Li Siguang around him were not ordinary calm.

"Lord Yama is here." Zhang Gong stretched his waist, glanced at Li Siguang, whose eyes were straight, and squinted slightly: "What?" Don't live enough? ”

Li Siguang stood up slowly, shook his head, and walked to open the door, how could they not know who the person was in Qingdao, but they completely made Zhao Kuangchao remember them.

For this Zhao Kuangchao who has revenge, Li Siguang and Zhang Gong have been waiting for a long time.

"Who's here?" Bangs suddenly had a bad premonition. This bow and Li Siguang's brothers have no taste on their faces that can make bangs feel safe.

"You'll know when he comes in." Zhang Gong moved his wrist.

Li Siguang slowly opened the door, and there was a young man standing at the door, Zhao Kuangchao.

Bangs looked straight, in another sense, they are now the sliders that are scattered, how could they never have imagined that Zhao Kuangchao, the rabbit, would be sent to the door by himself, but this rabbit may be able to bite them to death.

"Just you?" Li Siguang looked at Zhao Kuangchao who was empty behind him, just like the first time he saw Zhao Kuangran, that time Zhao Kuangchao lost, after a few months, can Zhao Kuangchao win this time?

Zhao Kuang nodded silently, uninvited and uninvited.

"I don't know what Young Master Zhao is doing when he comes to us?" Zhang Gong smiled knowingly, perhaps hoping that this somewhat harsh Young Master Zhao could cause harm to Zhao Kuangchao.

"We haven't paid our bills yet." Zhao Kuang stared at Zhang Gong chaotically, this look was terrifying, so that Liu Hai forgot for a while, who was the slider and who was the rabbit.

"What account? We don't remember owing you anything to the killer. Li Siguang silently closed them, and slowly walked behind Zhao Kuangchao and stood with Zhang Gong one after the other.

Downstairs in the hotel, under the street lamp full of moths, Li Bai looked upstairs with his hands behind his back, and Zhao Longxiang was smoking a cigarette with his scalp stuffy, wanting to ask something, but he was afraid of disturbing Li Bai's thinking, so he finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother Li, are you Zhao Kuang messing up by yourself?" ”

Li Bai shook his head, not knowing whether he was denying anything, or not knowing anything like Li Bai.

"Isn't the matter between him and the Liu family over, why do you still bite the Liu family." Zhao Longxiang looked puzzled, and found that he couldn't see through this Zhao Kuangchao more and more, and his behavior was almost to the point of neuropathy in Zhao Longxiang's heart.

"Some things can't be concluded by a person who dies, and what happened to Zhao Kuang's chaos, what we know is just the tip of the iceberg." Li Bai is not looking upstairs, after all, this is a dispensable move, and he squats down like Zhao Longxiang, a little decadent, just about to smoke again, although it is very likely to be taken away as a blind stream.

"Long Xiang, do you know why Zhao Kuangran can be regarded as a quasi-heir as soon as he comes to the Zhao family, you have been in the Zhao family for so many years, and you are just a young man in the core of the periphery, and you can be considered neutral in the backbone, but who in the Zhao family has you been young and promising?" Li Bai looked at Zhao Longxiang, maybe this time let Zhao Longxiang get involved, it would be very clear about the problem.

Among the heirs of the Zhao family, Zhao Longxiang is not top-notch, and there are even many people who have a future than Zhao Pixiu, but why let Zhao Longxiang get involved?

Li Bai ruled out the law on the bright side, and the rest was only the story of Zhao Longxiang's childhood, that story Li Bai had heard more or less, and inexplicably felt a little abstract, it seemed that among the heirs cultivated by the Zhao family, no matter the appearance, no matter the force value, no matter the brain, no matter the vision, it seems that those stories are the top choice.

Li Bai was extremely puzzled, thinking about what kind of lethality these so-called stories have, but there was really no answer, can these stories really kill people? The answer is yes, no.

Zhao Longxiang lowered his head, and was speechless by Li Bai's words, he didn't want to be on the throne, but in the talented Zhao family, it was difficult to be conspicuous, about this turntable, it was undoubtedly an opportunity for Zhao Longxiang, but there was Zhao Kuang in front of him, and it seemed that all the light on his body was suppressed.

"Think about it, why did Zhao Baichuan let you participate in this game, if you figure it out one day, which day is far from where you want to go, it won't be far away." Li Bai smiled, and found that it was too far-fetched for him to say such a thing to this child of the Zhao family.

Zhao Longxiang stiffened his head, and his eyes slowly changed, this is a kind of smiling, or those eyes that the famous red second generation and second generation ancestors do not have, this is a kind of look that will bite off a person's flesh if you touch it,

"Story, it's really the most murderous weapon, only those who have something full in their hearts and the heaviest on their shoulders are the strongest and most powerful." Li Bai shook his head and muttered, although this sentence was full of loopholes, but Li Bai was extremely convinced of this word, when a person abandons a qiē, then that person is not far from the time of death.

Only those who can never die will be extremely powerful, because he absolutely cannot die.

In the chess pieces about Zhao Kuangran, the Zhao family's control is seamless, but in the eyes of Bai Da, he feels that he has taken the most important step wrong, this step is wrong, in fact, it is not an exaggeration to lose all the games, that is, to erase the thing that makes Zhao Kuangchao the most undead, Yi Firefly.

Now, it is not an exaggeration that Zhao Kuangchao is carefree, is such Zhao Kuangchao really powerful?

Maybe he has the word "incomprehensible", but can he really live? This is the most fundamental problem, when a person is no longer alive, what he will face next is not an enemy, or a dead word.

Li Bai shook his head secretly, and found that he was thinking a little crazy, and raised his head again to look upstairs, thinking about this guy who had been tortured for half his life, if he died so inexplicably, what kind of abstraction would this be, but his intuition told Li Bai that Zhao Kuangchao could always leave something, maybe shake something, just like Zhao Jinglei back then, Zhao family, can he let it go?