When you get something, you lose something, when you lose something, you get something, this is like the general truth that one plus one equals two, which seems to be completely logical, but in fact it is extremely abstract.

A hotel room filled with smoke.

The dove held a stack of papers in his hand, frowned, and stood in front of him a man who was constantly making smoke, and the smoke in his hand had not broken since he entered the room.

"Xu Hongmeng, in a car accident, died." The dove threw down one of the stacks of papers, faintly.

The man turned his head, as if waiting for the dove to continue.

"There were four roe deer in a group, one ran away, one went crazy, and two died." The dove is like reading a Chinese textbook, and there is no emotion in his voice, or this is not his story in the first place.

"Go on." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Flower snake Zhang Qinggong, dead." The dove swallowed.

The man turned his head.

"The black cat Ha Wucan, dead." The dove put down a few of the pieces of paper again, and on these pieces of paper were all the information about the people whose names were not counted.

"Zhang Yuxi, Li Jindou, dead." The dove continued, this time very self-aware.

"Who else is alive?" The man's eyes stared at the dove, whose body was trembling a little, as if he could see through the dove completely at a glance.

"Cheng Tao, Guo Ye." The dove's voice trembled a little, as if there was something terrible in front of him.

"Just an hour later, they died." A man with his legs crossed and looking at the scenery outside the window looked at the middle of the head, as if he didn't care about the corpse at his feet.

The dove's body trembled even more, as if the words of this middle head were more terrifying than the corpse of the sunspot on the ground.

"You and I both understand, Qingdao has the ability, who else hasn't died." The man who was extremely unrelenting in words slowly approached the dove with a dark face, and a face covered with crisscrossing scars slowly became clearer.

"You're playing so big, aren't you afraid of alarming the top? Now it is estimated that there are already a lot of big guys secretly taking over this mess, and if someone dies, are you sure that 7777, m.☆.c△om can get out of Qingdao safely? The dove looked at the man with a miserable face with some horror.

"Above? Big? The man laughed, as if he had heard some kind of joyful joke, and there was a mockery in his smile that could be touched.

"Who are you?" The dove looked at the man who cared not in the slightest about what he had, and a trace of the purest fear arose in his heart.

"Sue sù and you don't scare you to death?" It's a joke, but it doesn't look like a joke.

"Sweeping this Qingdao like this, at such a big cost, who are you trying to help? Who is worthy of this? The dove was covered in cold sweat, perhaps feeling the killing intent in the man who was getting closer and closer to him.

"Whoever is not dead is helping whom." The man is already very close to the dove at this moment.

"Zhao Kuangchao!" The dove exclaimed the name he had omitted.

Before the dove could say the next word, a black thorn burrowed into the dove's body, and after only a few seconds, the dove was completely motionless, perhaps he couldn't figure out what he had touched until he died.

"It's all over." The man pulled out the spiky thorn and looked at the middle of the head with a smile on his face all the time.

Zhongfen clapped his hands and got up, not forgetting to stretch his waist, as if he didn't care what kind of environment he was in, he bared his teeth and said, "It's none of our business next?" Regardless of Zhao Kuang's mess? ”

The man shook his head.

"It's finally coming to an end, it seems that the family is planning to let this Zhao Kuang come into contact with something." Split the head.

"It's still early, it's just that he's forced to pull out the seedlings, with his current appearance, he can't fight those guys, and it is estimated that he will not die for half a lifetime, and it will be almost enough." The man muttered.

"This is a sin that people deserve, even if this position is given to me, I am not uncommon to ask for it, it is too sinful." The head of the middle part looked innocent.

"Wouldn't you be rare? If it were you, even if it was a hundred lives, I would have to stick it, Wang Yiyi, I don't know you yet? A smile finally appeared on the man's face, but this smile, when viewed in the dark, showed that the man's face recorded an unknown number of scars was even more terrifying.

Wang smiled comfortably, without any embarrassment of being exposed.

Half a month later.

There are too many cemeteries in Qingdao that are not nameless, Zhao Kuangran stood straight with a white rose in his hand, and his waist did not bend down for a moment, as if someone was watching him all the time.

In the past half a month, Zhao Kuangchao will appear in front of this tombstone every morning, and he will not leave until it is completely dark, so he will not eat, drink or sleep all day, and in this half a month, Zhao Kuangchao has become thinner, to the point of being skinny, and he has also tanned a lot, like a wild man who came out of a cave.

The black hall that exists in name only has become a winner in some abstraction, because in addition to Zhao Kuangchao's circle, everything that should be gone is gone, not only Zhao Kuangchao, even Gong San'er has not had such a smooth sail in his life, just after half a month, the black hall has become another Jincheng Huafu, and Zhao Kuangchao is another Pan Weigong, which is the most undoubted thing, but despite this, Zhao Kuangchao has never laughed, as if he saw these things in front of him that most people want to get through their heads like clouds.

Gui San left Qingdao and was recalled to Beijing by Liu Aoyang, as if there was something urgent, this guy originally planned to have a good scenery for a while, how can the black hall now also have a part of his Gui San's strength, no matter how slim, it is enough to satisfy this first gentleman for a while.

Without Guisan, Gong San'er was the first to feel lonely, as if he didn't have the Guisan who liked to talk to him, and sometimes he wanted to strangle him, and he lost a little passion for life, although what he was holding in his hand was Qingdao.

Zhao Kuangchao walked back and forth like this every day, like an unchanging biological clock, which also accompanied Zhao Kuangchao, as well as Dayue, who had been guarding, and Brother Buddha was interspersed between Gong San'er and Zhao Kuangchao.

If it was known by Guisan, this guy would have to come even if he was on a rocket, maybe Xia duckweed knew something, and he didn't say a word about Zhao Kuangran, who had been locking himself in the room for one night.

The days seem to sink like this, not arrogant, not impatient, not even making any waves, like the most peaceful and depraved illusion, but the undercurrent in it, everyone who lives in this illusion understands.

"I'm going to Nanjing," Zhao Kuangchao's words shattered this incomparably serene illusion.

There was no surprise, it seemed that everyone knew that Zhao Kuang would come out with this.

"I'll be with you." Gong San'er replied without any scruples, although Gong San'er sat in this position that he had never thought of in his life, and finally got his wish to hear people call himself Gong Ye, but in the face of a Nanjing who didn't know life and death, a Zhao Kuangchao who opened his mouth, Gong San'er's incomparable firmness, maybe this is the avenue in Gong San'er's heart.

Zhao Kuang shook his head.

"Mess, I have to go." Gong San'er's face did not turn ordinary red, as if he was a little annoyed.

Zhao Kuangran still shook his head.

"Do you look down on me!" Gong San'er grabbed Zhao Kuangran's collar, and now he was really annoyed, and he felt like he wanted to give Zhao Kuangchao a knife.

"Master, I must come back, I have to do more, but I don't want to come back and watch this Qingdao that I have worked so hard to get at too much cost is gone, Master, can you give me a guarantee?" Zhao Kuangchao let Gong San'er vent his long-accumulated anger, knowing what Gong San'er was thinking.

Gong San'er gritted his teeth, finally let go, and turned his head.

Zhao Kuang smiled randomly, watched Brother Buddha prepare to get up, and shook his head at Brother Buddha again.

Brother Buddha didn't say anything, sat down honestly, and especially respected any decision made by Zhao Kuangchao, whether it was good or bad, as if he didn't have any ideas, or knew that no matter what he was, he couldn't change this Zhao Kuangchao, who had changed a lot.

"Dayue, you don't use it anymore." Zhao Kuang waved his hand at Da Yue and waved his hand, there was a sense of going to the meeting alone, but Zhao Kuang was not a martial saint Guan Yu at this moment.

"Brother Mess." Da Yue thought about something, but Zhao Kuangchao shook his head, and everyone just watched Zhao Kuangchao, who walked out of this room for the first time this night, leave, and it happened that Xia Duckweed didn't come tonight, and this woman who has been singing absentmindedly for the past half a month seems to have missed something.

"You just let him go?" has been silent looking at this qiē summer and spring roll,

"Long hair and short knowledge, what haven't you figured out about in the past half a month?" Gong San'er glanced at Xia Chunjuan with a disdainful expression.

Xia Chunjuan surprisingly didn't fight with Gong San'er this time.

"San'er, did we run into something we shouldn't touch?" Brother Fo suddenly.

Gong San'er didn't know if he understood Brother Buddha's abrupt words, and took out the box of Hongta Mountain that would not change no matter how his status changed: "It is precisely because I have come into contact with these things that should not be contacted, Gong San'er is Gong San'er, Da Yue is Da Yue, and you are you." ”

Compared with Brother Fo, Gong San'er's words are more like a neurotic imagination in a mental hospital, which makes people scratch their heads, or can't keep up with Gong San'er's strange thinking, but if you measure it for a long time, you can always find something intriguing in this seemingly casual sentence.