Jiu Ye and Ren Zhen did not change places, but let people buy wine and drink it in the tea house.

"Come, cheers, this cup represents the beginning of our new life."

"Here, toast the second one, this one represents the beginning of our friendship."

"Here, toast the third cup, this one...... I didn't say anything, it was all in the wine. ”

“……”

It was Ren Zhen who spoke. He had been drinking for the sake of drinking for a long time like he is today. The scenes of the past are clearly in front of me, and a glass falls, like seeing the tender figure who worked hard to be admitted to the college thousands of years ago. Another glass fell, as if seeing the joy and sorrow of being a fairy. Another cup fell, and the time of the past ten years in the mortal world was vividly remembered.

What a twisty and bizarre life, yet absurd.

What kind of decade it was, and why did he suddenly realize that he had not experienced helplessness, confusion and profundity before.

He used to grit his teeth with hatred for the Ninth Master, but now looking at the old Ninth Master, he seemed to want to open it all at once.

Compared to what he has suffered in the long years, what did the Ninth Master do to him before?

No matter how sincere he is, he can still drink with him and talk to him.

Ren Zhen seems to have become mature overnight.

……

In the basement of a villa in the city of Nantian, there was a man who was tied with his hands and hung on the wall with iron chains, and the man's clothes were whipped into strips by leather whips, revealing the flesh and blood inside, and even bones could be vaguely seen in some parts. None of the man's face was intact, blue and red, red and swollen. The head was wet, and I didn't know if it was water or sweat.

His head hung low, and a faint cold light burst out of his swollen eyes.

Men are Rag Week.

Tattered Week is not called Tattered Week. It is a nickname given by the people on the rivers and lakes, and after a long time, people will forget his original name.

Like Jiang Wuhai, he is also a miscellaneous household, and his body flows with the blood of demons and humans.

It's just that he, a miscellaneous household, is obviously much weaker than other members of his kind. After being tortured by Wu Dongcheng's gang for half a day, he looked like he was dying.

Beside Tattered Zhou stood several sturdy men. Their arms were so thick that they could almost snap Rag Zhou's slender neck.

They had pure demon blood flowing in their bodies, so in front of Tattered Zhou, their self-confidence exploded instantly.

"I think you're still recruiting, right? It's up to you. Still resisting? Hahahaha......" One of the men laughed insolently, revealing faint sharp teeth.

"Cheap bones, phew!"

"Miscellaneous households are like this, they don't cry when they don't see the Yellow River. You really have to suffer a little bit. Just pull out his teeth one by one......"

As soon as the words fell. A man raised his chin from Tattered Zhou: "What's the matter, do you want to be tortured to death by us, or do you say it yourself?" ”

"Phew!"

Tattered Zhou suddenly spat in the man's face: "Say you're hairy!" ”

"You're fucking looking for death!" The man slapped the tattered Zhou without saying a word, and then wanted to fan it again, but Wang Dongcheng's lazy voice came from next to him: "Enough!" Kill people again, do you think the miscellaneous people are as solid as you? ”

The focus of the pronunciation was on the word "miscellaneous", and when the man next to him heard it, he immediately burst into loud strange laughter.

The man who slapped the tattered week. He stepped aside with a scolding grin, his face still full of unwillingness.

Wang Dongcheng sat steadily on the sofa ten meters away from the tattered week. crossed Erlang's legs, and his expression was very relaxed.

It seems that the beating has nothing to do with him.

A sexy-clad woman leaning on the edge of the couch. The woman's face was covered with delicate makeup, which brought out her charm just right, a slender jade hand wrapped around Wang Dongcheng's arm, and her body was half leaning on Wang Dongcheng's body.

Wang Dongcheng patted the back of the woman's hand with his hand, and said with a smile: "Tattered Zhou, you should think about it, whether to cooperate with us or against us." I guess it's not a hard choice for you right now. ”

His tone was as gentle as an elder persuading a junior, but the more he did, the more he made the people next to him shudder.

All of them knew in their hearts that the man who spoke was not as merciful as he appeared.

Tattered Zhou slowly raised his face and looked directly at Wang Dongcheng, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a pale smile: "Wang Dongcheng, I thought you were not such a peaceful person at the beginning, it seems that my vision of people is still very accurate, you will come back so soon to be the boss." However, do you deserve it, take everything ready-made. I'm afraid that even the foundation laid by Tang Yulin's hard work has been robbed by you. Bah! What a shame! ”

The man next to him kicked on Rag Zhou's body and scolded angrily: "You fucking show respect to our big brother, think you are who you are, phew!" Miscellaneous! ”

Tattered Zhou frowned in pain, but still continued to scold: "Big brother? You call him Big Brother? Why, just by virtue of his mouth, he will become your big brother? You guys are stupid! ”

"Phew!"

This time it was Wang Dongcheng who made a move. He waved his hand lightly, and the sofa next to him flew towards Wang Dongcheng's body, and the strong impact made Broken Zhou's pupils shrink, his face showed pain, and his head fell softly again.

"With such a miscellaneous household, why bother to be so angry? In case that guy swallows his breath carelessly, where are you going to find Gushan and Jiang Wuhai? ”

The woman's soft voice made Wang Dongcheng's expression stretch, and he turned his head and said: "Miscellaneous households are miscellaneous households, the bones are stinky and cheap, he is unwilling to open his mouth if he doesn't give a little hardship, don't worry, such a little movement will kill him, just let him taste the taste of the bones being smashed." ”

The woman nodded meekly: "Jiang Wuhai has no fixed place, it is really a needle in the sea to find this person, I think even if I find him, I may not be able to find out the whereabouts of Gushan from him." In my opinion, it is better to start with this person, maybe it will work a little bit. ”

Wang Dongcheng said: "No matter how he hides, even if he doesn't say it, I don't believe anyone else." This Jiang Wuhai considers himself a beggar gang, and the people he takes in are all some rags, and few of them can do anything. It's just that I'm a little worried about Gushan, if Gushan is really in Jiang Wuhai's hands, he will definitely have some embankment, and he won't let us find it so easily. ”

The woman said, "Lonely Mountain? Is Lonely Mountain so important, what's so great about the Demon King? Actually, I think maybe it's just a lie made up by someone else......"

"Smack!"

Wang Dongcheng suddenly raised his arm and slapped the woman, and said in a cold tone: "If you talk about Gushan in the future, don't appear in front of me again." ”

The woman's body shook unconsciously, her face was slightly sad, but she didn't dare to resist at all.

"Get out!"

After Wang Dongcheng spit out a word, he moved his gaze to the side, and his expression quickly regained his calm. (To be continued......)