Gong San'er went in the opposite direction to Zhao Kuangchao, killed directly to the outskirts of Beijing, and killed two roosters in the town halfway, so that Gong San'er could not visit empty-handed, there was only one in Beijing, and he took Zhao Kuangchao for a while, and he was also a middle-aged man who saved Zhao Kuangchao's half life, Lao Xiong.

Although it has already entered spring, the pervert wearing two tendons in this cold day, it is estimated that this old bear can be found in this area, and what is even more perverted is that this somewhat obscene middle-aged man still looks sweating profusely.

A few broken tile houses, surrounded by spring, without the noise of the city, seems to be the best place to hide in the city, and the people who live here are not high-ranking people, let alone so-called fairy bones, but a lewd bald uncle, I don't know what those people who live in the story will think.

"Old Bear." Gong San'er shouted, watching a perverted uncle running around the lake, holding a one-eyed Shandong slider.

The old bear stopped his steps and ran towards Gong San'er one by one, of course, not because of the skinny skinny Gong San'er, but the two peeled cocks that Gong San'er was holding in his hands.

"What, master, do you have kung fu to run all the way to me here?" The old bear was pulled hard by this slider, but after the slider was glared at by the old bear, he honestly clamped his tail, just watching the two roosters drooping.

"It's not like you're going to make a pot chicken." Gong San'er said with a flattering smile.

Lao Xiong took the two roosters handed over by Gong San'er, and rudely took Gong San'er, and did not wait to see this uninvited guest.

Two hours later, in front of the pond, a stone table, two Mazha, a pot of pot chicken, a large barrel of bulk liquor, a plate of onions and garlic, surrounded by two big men.

Gong San'er gnawed on a chicken paw and said vaguely: "You should really mess up, Dayue will bring you to taste your craft." ”

"Why didn't the mess come over?" Lao Xiong just drank the liquor, and since Gong San'er mentioned this stubble, he asked.

"He has business, not like me, an idler, who has the leisure time to come here to talk to you." Gong San'er touched his belly and said, he drank the strong liquor in the cup in one gulp, and his face turned red all of a sudden, but it didn't seem to be able to stop Gong San'er from pouring the cup full again.

The old bear shook his head and threw the chicken bones to the slider that was staring straight at him.

"This dog is good, where did he steal it?" Gong San'er directly threw the chicken leg to this slider, looking like a connoisseur of looking at dogs, but this slider seemed to be very uninterested in Gong San'er's actions.

The old bear laughed amusedly, rolled his cigarette and said: "Master, even a dog looks down on you, and being a human being to live to your level is also a realm." Don't fight this dog's idea, I'm just raising it for a while. ”

Gong San'er stretched out his fist at the slider, and said with a haircut for his dog: "Old Xiong, why do you pick up the work, if you really have itchy hands, accompany me to Qingdao to play." ”

"Raising a dog is considered a life? Don't persuade me to go out, it's not that I don't want to go out, it's just that it's not time yet, and now you're all mixed up like a human dog, and I've heard your name here once, and you're not satisfied? Master, when did you become so ambitious? The old bear threw the garlic clove directly into his mouth, making people feel creepy and chewing, this man who was born in the deep mountains and old forests of the Northeast is so strong, maybe the snobbish people in this vicinity are not clear, but Gong San'er is the first half of the old bear's life-beating admiration.

Gong San'er drank the wine in the cup again and said, "I'm not ambitious, I have to be on the table." ”

Lao Xiong chuckled, filled it up for Gong San'er, and finally screwed the lid of the barrel and said, "But what I listen to the most here is a young man named Zhao Kuangran, who is your master?" ”

"Yes, his reputation this year, but he really traded his life for it, I don't dare to rob it, and I won't rob it, if you look at the injuries on his body, you don't think it's a good thing, that's a sin that people deserve, if it weren't for this hard life, he would have been eaten alive by wolves at the foot of the mountain." Gong San'er smiled bitterly, he knew very well how difficult it was to make waves.

"I won't stand and look on my stomach, but sir, do you really think it's worth it? I don't know your story, but luck will not favor him for a lifetime, hard life is not the capital to waste life, red dust, red dust. The old bear muttered, shook the wine glass, called the slider, looked at the dog's blind eyes, and muttered something, but Gong San'er didn't listen very clearly.

"Master, I don't have a choice, but he won't have a choice, old bear, if we stopped, we could stop, we would have stopped a long time ago." Gong San'er solved the wine in the cup again, exactly three glasses, no more, no less.

Lao Xiong seemed to have expected Gong San'er's answer, sighed and said, "It's all fate." ”

Gong San'er smiled, it's true, it's all fate, who can rely on this, even if it depends on anyone, it can't change its own way of life.

No matter how high the kite flies, how far it flies, even if it flies out of sight, even if it forgets the appearance of the kite, but the most important thing is that the line is in your own hands.

The entrance of the Liu family's compound.

The huge wooden door opened again, poked out the head again, looked at Zhao Kuang in confusion and said, "You are really Zhao Kuangran?" ”

"How can this be fake?" Zhao Kuang scratched his nose, feeling that this child was much more cautious than many adults.

"Who's this big bear?" The boy's voice was a little unconfident, it seemed that it was not Zhao Kuangchao who was taboo, but Da Yue, who was tall and tall.

"My friend." Zhao Kuang said succinctly, even if he really wanted to introduce it, it was estimated that this child would not understand.

Da Yuehan smiled, but in the eyes of the child, it was similar to grinning.

The boy finally opened the door, but still watched the two of them warily.

Follow the child to the backyard with a familiar car, even though the outside world has changed a thousand times, but there is still no change here, even the new leaves on these unknown trees.

In the backyard, an old man in a white coat was playing Tai Chi, and there was a young man standing next to him, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a striking explosive head, a god torn clothes, and a person who was tossed on his face was not a ghost or a ghost, thick eyeliner, a nose nail on his nose, and countless holes in his ears.

The young man knocked on the melon seeds, looked at Liu Aoyang playing Tai Chi with a caring expression on his eyelids, just glanced at Zhao Kuangran, the two uninvited guests, and glanced at Dayue a few more times, and Zhao Kuangchao was directly ignored.

"Mao, make trouble again, he's your senior brother." Liu Aoyang seemed to have eyes behind his back, and just after a set of punches, he turned to look at the child with his tongue sticking out, as well as Zhao Kuangran and Dayue with a respectful face.

"He's not worthy." The boy grimaced, as if he was afraid that Liu Aoyang would talk at length again, anyway, the task he brought in had been completed, and he ran all the way.

Liu Aoyang shook his head with a smile, and then he faced Zhao Kuang's every move, but his brows slowly wrinkled.

"Master, I'm here to give you a good old age, although it's too late." Zhao Kuang bent down and said, Da Yue bowed stupidly.

"It's not too late, but it's all here, no matter how lively it is, the body can't stand the toss." Liu Aoyang's eyes were so vicious, he walked to Zhao Kuangran's side, and moved Zhao Kuangran's joints, Zhao Kuang's teeth grinned in pain, and Liu Aoyang's brows became more and more wrinkled.

"It's already great luck to be able to save a life, and I don't know whether I'm alive or dead." Liu Aoyang scolded, and led Zhao Kuangchao into the house, and the young man who had been standing with Hanger Langdang also followed into the house, seeing that Zhao Kuangran's eyes were full of hostility, or this young man was full of hostility to everyone.

Entering the house, there are two men and a woman in the house, a woman dressed in black fur, and two men who look like bodyguards, it seems that they have been waiting for Liu Aoyang for a long time, and this woman Zhao Kuangchao has also seen it, the first time he saw Liu Aoyang, he looked down on him and Gong San'er's woman, even now this woman's eyes are full of disdain when she looks at Zhao Kuangran, I heard that Gong San'er This woman is Liu Aoyang's goddaughter, and I don't know if this master is nonsense. Liu Aoyang ignored the woman in the room who wanted to speak and stopped, and said directly: "Take off your shirt." Then he told the two bodyguard-looking men in the room to fetch something.

Of course, Zhao Kuangran didn't dare to complain, he took off his sweater shirt directly, and at the moment when he was shirtless, Liu Aoyang in the room took a breath of cold air, and even the young man who was indifferent to a qiē widened his eyes, and the cold woman also held the frame of her glasses with trembling hands.

It turns out that the scars that people have endured can go so far.

What Liu Aoyang really paid attention to was the lifelike great sage behind Zhao Kuangran, this very primitive tattoo method made Liu Aoyang pay more attention, but the face of this great sage, as if it was real.

The boy also noticed this masterpiece, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, especially the huge scars that could be vaguely seen on his back, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

Of course, Liu Aoyang could see a little strange, but he didn't break it, he just glanced at Da Yue meaningfully, unlike others, Liu Aoyang didn't say anything about Da Yue, and even turned a blind eye to this huge man, but Da Yue felt that he was seen through by this incomparably deep old man in an instant.

"Count your fate, count your fate" Liu Aoyang muttered as he looked at the unhealed scars.