Suddenly, a cold wind blew into the hallway, so cold that one thought his bones were ice.

Li Tieqi still stood proudly, although this pride was also disappearing.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, in the end, I was hit by this master, the old man of the Gong family, really an old fairy, in fact, I was not afraid of breaking my life to dare to hit the old man, I really didn't dare to move him, the gangsters have lived stiffly for more than 30 years, this huge China, let me be taboo in my heart There are only a few, how can the old man of your Gong family be counted as one, but the so-called God of Wealth in Jinan is not one of these five fingers." Li Tieqi seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to give this qiē to others.

Gong San'er scratched her ears and scratched her chin sparse beard, looking like she couldn't get on the stage, but it matched the atmosphere so well.

"It's all fate, the mantra of the old man of the sacred mountain, I think if I survive one day, this will also be my mantra, right?" Li Tieqi looked down at the fine cigarette gun in his hand, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes that people couldn't catch, there is no extreme evil in this society, there is no extreme good, only extreme necessity, this is their life, maybe they were scolded for the last journey, maybe they stinked for tens of millions of years, maybe too much, but their lives, no matter how disgraceful, they have to be finished, a person is sorry for anyone, but don't be sorry for yourself.

Guisan, who was standing far away, looked at this scene, and suddenly felt that this was such a fortunate thing to be able to watch such a "monster" die completely.

"I'm sorry, the smoking gun, I can't hold it anymore, I don't need to hold it, it's time for me to go, it's better to die in the hands of a guy who may not have spread his wings, but has a story or is lonely, than to die at the hands of those old men." Li Tieqi muttered, although he was like this, the cigarette gun he was holding was a little tighter, and the bone-piercing thoughts were finally over, and it was at this moment that he felt so trance.

Zhao Kuang rushed towards this Li Tieqi, stopped in front of Li Tieqi's eyes, and his fist fell heavily on Li Tieqi's chest.

Li Tieqi just stepped back a little, muttering something in his mouth, but his voice was so loud that perhaps no one could hear it except for Zhao Kuangran, who was closest to him.

Finally, Li Tieqi fell again, the cigarette gun in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground and cracked.

"Burn me and bring me back to Shenshan, this favor, I, Li Tieqi, am worried about it" Li Tieqi said word by word, trying to hold the smoking gun again, but he couldn't touch it anymore, he died.

Zhao Kuangran's body trembled slightly, this scene was extraordinarily gloomy, it seemed that no one felt any victory or defeat at this moment, only felt a kind of sadness pressed on his chest, where this sadness came from, no one knew.

Gong San'er hummed a tune, and Li Tieqi could also hum a tune, but this nondescript Peking Opera would never reach the ears of this guy who once made trouble in the capital alone.

Did Li Tieqi really lose? Maybe it's just that this era has completely wiped out the only belief he has. Maybe Li Tieqi is no longer the guy who is invincible for a woman, but Zhao Kuangchao is desperate for the only thing in his heart, maybe Li Tieqi is losing in this, sad, but by no means sad.

This scene was hit by a few people who went upstairs, and I don't know whether they came to witness Li Tieqi's death or the rise of one person. But whether it's the former or the latter, the scene is shocking.

"Just dead?" Jin Hu muttered, as if he felt that Li Tie's death was too simple.

There was no answer.

The old man walked forward step by step with a jade cane, followed by the bald young man, who stared fiercely at Zhao Kuangran, who had taken down his lifelong enemy from his eyes, as if waiting for an order, and then pounced on him desperately.

Bai Ke and Jin Hu stayed in place, and the two of them really had no combat power to speak of now.

Zhao Kuangran turned around, looking at not the bald young man who wanted to tear him apart, but this old man who was extremely heavy at every step, in this old man, Zhao Kuangran saw some very familiar flavors, like Guo Hongniu, like Liu Aoyang, like Pan Weigong, each of them is not easy to mess with.

Dayue stood as if he was facing a great enemy, and no one could have imagined that there would be such a stubble.

The old man seemed to be blind to Da Yue's size, and even more ignored the other eyes with murderous intent, just walked forward step by step, and the sound of the jade crutch landing was exceptionally crisp, as if something was beating people's souls.

"You killed Li Tieqi?" The old man finally stopped, but still did not breathe a sigh of relief, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the sharpest question.

Zhao Kuangran nodded indifferently, and stood forward silently, even Zhao Kuangran himself didn't know where he got the courage to look directly at this old man, but sometimes, if he didn't make something spectacular, it was his own sin.

There seemed to be a hint of a smile on the old man's copper-covered face, but it was fleeting, so that most people could not catch this smile that could not be seen as mockery or appreciation.

"Did he do anything to you?" The old man stared at Zhao Kuangran, as if he was looking at Zhao Kuangran.

Zhao Kuangran had no head, did not shake his head, and did not speak.

"You think you have chips?" The old man said coldly, and the bald young man behind him seemed to be about to kick out, but without this old man to speak, no matter how fierce the bald young man's expression was, he would not step forward a bit.

Zhao Kuangran still had no head, did not shake his head, and did not speak.

The old man sneered, touching the hand that turned his head and stretched out three fingers.

The bald young man rushed out violently and went straight to Zhao Kuangran, who had no combat effectiveness.

However, he was blocked by Da Yue in front of him, but just a face, Da Yue was knocked down by this bald young man who seemed to have no deterrent power, you must know that this bald young man was the only pervert who could compete with Li Tieqi back then.

"Jinan God of Wealth, I didn't expect to see the second side, it turned out to be in this situation, a well-known character bullying several generations, how can I not pass." An extremely hoarse voice came to mind at the end of the hallway.

Jin Hu and Bai Ke were startled at the same time, and turned their heads, a man wearing a black cap and a white mask was already standing behind them, and even Bai Ke didn't notice how this man appeared here, which really made people feel particularly weird.

The old man turned his head and said with a proud smile: "Xia Mole of Xuzhou, I didn't expect that these juniors in your mouth could invite you all the way away, but you thought that you could stop me in this way?" ”

Brother Fo didn't answer, just took a few steps forward gently, and the meaning couldn't be simpler.

"His grandmother's, my grandfather and I are here today, and you don't want to make a mess." Gong San'er was not shocking, and those who dared to talk to the God of Wealth in Shandong couldn't find a few people.

"Dare to argue with the God of Wealth, are you impatient?" The bald young man shouted.

The red stick was picked up, and Zhang Qinggong stood with the red stick supporting his body, as if he had proved something with this move.

The God of Wealth turned his head again, looking at it, not Gong San'er who was arguing with him, not this Zhang Qinggong who was covered in blood, but the center of these people, Zhao Kuangchao, he was curious, what kind of young man is this, taking Li Tieqi, and letting such a group of people gather together, even if he risked his life, he had to protect him.

"What am I missing out on so much fun?" Another voice sounded, and a polite man stood beside Brother Fo, and after a closer look, this person was the person who was sent to the hospital by a roe deer, the person who was about to be ignored.

The God of Wealth moved his mouth, but he just didn't say anything, it seemed that the scene in front of him made him also taboo this young man named Zhao Kuangchao, this ability to make people willing to stand at a disadvantage is the most terrible thing in this era.

"Are you tired of it?" The bald young man scolded, but at this moment, a trace of cold sweat also broke out on his reflective forehead, as if in the face of such a fierce man who played with his life, this arrogant eagle also vaguely had scruples.

The God of Wealth waved his hand, the meaning was obvious, the bald young man honestly retreated behind the God of Wealth, no matter how arrogant the eagle was, there were times when it was tamed, and the real terrible thing was the owner of the tamed eagle.

"Are you sure?" The God of Wealth skipped a qiē, still looking at Zhao Kuangchao, as if he had returned to the scene he used to be, the initial appearance always makes people feel familiar, but it is just déjà vu.

Zhao Kuangran was still headless, didn't shake his head, and didn't speak.

The God of Wealth nodded knowingly, and left without any delay, as if he let go of this qiē in an instant, but did he really let go? Maybe after tomorrow, Zhao Kuangchao will have to face the most terrifying giant crocodile in the huge Shandong.

"Your son, he doesn't know where." Zhao Kuang whispered.

The God of Wealth's body trembled a little and stopped.

"There's no way he doesn't know." The God of Wealth was categorical, and his voice was exceptionally firm.

Jin Hu's eyelids jumped at this moment, as if he understood something, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"He, if he knew, then your precious son must be dead." Zhao Kuang was emotionless, and he didn't care what the consequences of these words would bring to this old man, and what consequences would they bring to him.

"Impossible." The old man's voice was particularly hoarse, with a hint of anger, but also a trace of unwillingness and helplessness.

"That's all, that's all he gave me, maybe he knows so much." Zhao Kuang was slowly.