Chapter 972: What to Leave Behind?

Tokyo.

A luxury villa.

This villa is the property of the Bai family, or a certain big man of the Bai family. As the owner of the villa, the Bai family has only lived in this villa three times. After all, the big man rarely goes out. The number of times I come to Tokyo is only a handful.

Whew!

Whew!

In a spacious bedroom, a lean man with a bare upper body is doing pull-ups with his head up. Because he had done more than a hundred, the man's snort was a little heavy. Even the large and small scars and smooth lines of the body are densely covered with fine beads of sweat.

It's none other than Wanhai who does pull-ups.

He had been living in this villa for ten days since the last bloody battle. During these ten days, his physical condition gradually recovered. By this time, it had recovered to sixty percent of its combat effectiveness.

You know, for such a serious injury to him. In other words, ordinary people will not be able to recover from their original plans for a year and a half. But it only takes ten days for Wanhai to recover sixty percent. This is not only because Wan Hai's physical fitness is too good. Even more thanks to his metamorphosis recovery ability.

Same as Lin Ze. Wan Hai is also crazy in this life.

"One hundred and ninety-one, one hundred and ninety-one, one hundred and ninety-two -- two hundred."

Bang!

Wan Hai's body naturally drooped and stood on the expensive solid wood floor.

The floor surface is the most luxurious carpet, as if stepping on the clouds, giving people a feeling of fluttering. But Wan Hai has never been a greedy person for enjoyment. What he pursues is different from most people. And few people could understand him.

Removing the white towel around his neck, Wan Hai wiped the sweat from his face. Then he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the lighter on the bedside table. Flutter.

Pale blue flames rose into the air. Enchanting and gorgeous.

Wan Hai took out a cigarette, lit it silently, and then took a puff. There was a hint of complexity in that peaceful gaze. But more than that, it is resolute.

After sucking it at a very fast speed, Wan Hai pulled out three more sticks. Ignite in one breath. Clip it between your fingers to the side of the table.

There is a spirit card on the table. The spirit tablet is engraved with his brother's name: Wanfeng!

That's right!

The fourth master's surname is Wan. It's called Wanfeng! Brother of Wan Hai! And not the so-called sworn brothers!

Three cigarettes are set. Wan Hai's sturdy arms pressed tightly against the platform. There was a hint of gloom in his peaceful gaze. Stared at the spirit card for a long time and didn't speak.

Wanfeng is dead.

Merlin is dead.

The white servant died.

Of the four people who came from Yanjing, he is now the only one left. Even if Wan Hai is a warrior with a heart like a rock, he can't be unfazed, let alone have a heart like water. Among those who died, in particular, was one of his own brothers.

Why bother? Why?

Wan Hai took a deep breath of cold air, stared at the spirit card and said, "Brother, I'm sorry." ”

"Excuse me?"

Suddenly. An indifferent voice came from the door of the room.

It's a woman's voice. The voice sounded gentle and delicate. It's so graceful that it makes people feel comfortable.

Wan Hai didn't look back. Of course he knew who the woman standing in the doorway was. After all, this villa is hers. Who dared to stand at the door of his room and listen to what he had to say to his brother.

Wan Hai's eyes were still staring at a photo on the altar, and he said in a cold tone: "Miss." It's always wrong to eavesdrop on someone else. Even if you are the master of the Bai family. ”

"I didn't mean to hear it."

The woman said, and Xu Bu walked into the room.

She was still dressed in simple and modest clothes. There is a gentle and gentle atmosphere all over the body. Like the most bodhisattva-hearted woman in the world. It gives people a taste like a spring breeze.

Wan Hai fell silent.

"Wan Lao." Bai Wanjun slowly walked behind him and said in a subtle tone. "You can't be resurrected from the dead. Please also mourn. ”

"Miss is worried that I will be disheartened because of the death of the fourth child?" The corners of Wan Hai's lips were slightly upturned, and there was a faint disdain between his eyebrows.

"What kind of person Wan Lao is. I know better than many. Bai Wanjun smiled and shook her head.

Wan Hai frowned lightly and said, "My mission failed. The young lady came here to punish me? ”

"Wan Lao. You're worrying too much. Bai Wanjun shook her head and said with a gentle expression. You have been in the Bai family for most of your life, even if you make a big mistake. I can also assure you that no one will trouble you. What's more, you're not doing anything wrong. On the contrary, you have sacrificed too much for the Bai family. Sacrifice to the point where my Bai family feels guilty about you. ”

"Then Miss is here this time. Why? Wan Hai slowly turned around and asked with a calm face.

"One. Bring me the heaviest memorial for the death of the fourth master. ”

"Second. I hope that Wan Lao will not be carried away by hatred. It is better to go home as soon as possible. ”

Bai Wanjun said calmly, and then, he stared deeply at Wan Hai. There was a slight regret between his eyebrows: "Actually, back then, you shouldn't have gone out of the mountain." ”

When Wan Hai heard this, his naturally drooping arms tensed slightly.

Shouldn't you go out of the mountains?

It's out of the mountain. And why say that it is useless?

"You've got a choice. Also qualified to choose. If you don't want to come out, who can force you? Bai Wanjun sighed lightly.

"I asked you to say this. Or on your own behalf? Wan Hai asked word by word.

If it is the meaning of the master. Wan Hai will be grateful.

If she meant it, Wan Hai would have been suspicious.

"Whose do you mean it?" Bai Wanjun said with a smile.

Wan Hai was slightly stunned. but he was speechless.

Heavy or?

Truly. The fourth child is dead. And Bai Wanjun also said that she could go back. It's best to go back now.

Tokyo trip, his part has been completed. In any case, there was no need for him to stay.

"What does the master have to explain?" Wan Hai asked softly.

When it comes to the master, Wan Hai's face and even his heart are full of respect.

"Adjust yourself." Bai Wanjun said.

"That's it?" Wan Hai was unwilling.

How could Bai Wanjun not see Wan Hai's appearance and expression.

Is he unwilling?

He should not be reconciled.

Bai Wanjun was silent for a long time. The graceful eyes and Wan Hai's awe-inspiring gaze met for a long time. She suddenly laughed and said, "Good work. ”

Wan Hai smiled.

Great work.

Great work!

Wan Hai laughed for a while, then regained his expression and said slowly, "Miss." Tokyo is not at peace these days. Are you going back with me, or are you going to stay here for a while? ”

He knows. Bai Wanjun rarely goes out. It's not just because of the role she plays in the Bai family. also because of her status in Bai Twelve's heart.

"Stay for a while." Bai Wanjun said with a smile.

"There's a bit of a mess here—if you need it, Miss, I can stay." Wan Hai said.

"What do you stay for?" Bai Wanjun asked.

"I can guarantee it—"

Wan Hai was halfway through his words, and he was suddenly stunned.

Looking at Bai Wanjun's breezy appearance, Wan Hai smiled with relief. Nodding his head, "Miss." I'll go back first. ”

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