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Hong Yuesong died.

This underworld boss who has been in Jinling for many years lay at the feet of Wang Fuxing in a very disgraceful way of death, without any tragic spirit, when he was dying, he even gave up his dignity, begging Wang Fuxing, wanting to continue to live, and even willing to be a dog.

Aren't all people like this, live well, enjoy life, and don't want to die no matter how tired and bitter you are.

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Hong Yuesong's eyes that refused to close even if he died, silent, in the face of his plea a few minutes ago, Wang Fuxing did have a momentary temptation, but in the end, he still made a decisive move and directly crushed his neck.

Yang Donghu, who was driven out of Jinling by Chu Chengwu, was dormant and hibernated, and finally killed his eldest brother at that time in an extremely ruthless and vicious way, and became a representative of the foreign faction in Jinling, and at that time, Hong Yuesong, a native of Hong Yuesong, also emerged in the local gang, and Li Shanhe, who had just debuted but had resources in his hands that could not be underestimated, was neutral with the idea of reaping the benefits of the fisherman, and the characters of the older generation gradually faded out of sight, that eraNow the rivers and lakes of Jinling are still very young, and many old foxes are happy to hide behind the scenes, watching the three most outstanding young people at that time fight and fight, no matter who loses or wins, they can follow the blind fun.

But this fight is nearly 20 years of time.

And Jinling, which was once a very young Jianghu, has finally come to an end, and now it has begun to rise and fall with a young man.

Wang Fuxing has now caught Li Ruoya and Zhang Sheng in his hands, and said unceremoniously that he has basically controlled one-third of the underground forces in Jinling's underground society, but it is only an underground force, Wang Fuxing is not an immortal, if it were not for him to take over the territory after Li Shanhe's death, the so-called neutral faction now is estimated to have become history, and what Wang Fuxing can do is just to use a means to get rid of all the subordinates that Li Shanhe once trusted the most, leaving only Zhang Sheng and Li Ruoya, and finally preserving the overall situation, this is also his limit, but this also inevitably pushes such a large piece of territory to the most primitive state.

The underworld has money, power, and brothers, but what is the most important thing these days?

Network!

Li Shanhe once took root in Jinling and accumulated contacts in the business and political circles, but Wang Fuxing didn't get it at all!

The small interest group that once gathered around Li Shanhe wanted everyone to disassociate themselves from him after his death, and the trees fell and scattered, even if Li Ruoya is standing up now, and there is Wang Fuxing behind him, those people avoid them like snakes and scorpions, and they are afraid of being turned over old accounts, but these connections are exactly what Wang Fuxing needs most now.

For the current Wang Fuxing, he is an ordinary deputy or department-level cadre with no background, and in his eyes they are all characters worth wooing, everyone knows that Wang Shao of Huating is heroic and domineering in Jinling, but more people also know that behind Wang Shao is the Xia family.

Li Donglei, Dai Ligong, and Li Qing are all high-ranking government officials who have been labeled as the Xia family, Wang Fuxing thinks he is very attractive, but he has never imagined that he can rely on this so-called charm to draw these people closer to his camp.

So in the eyes of many people, Jinling may be Wang Shao's, but it is also the Xia family, and it can even be said that the so-called Wang Shao is now the Xia family.

Because without the support of the Xia family, Wang Fuxing's underworld energy in Jinling would not be able to withstand the first wave of impact from politics at all!

What Wang Fuxing wants to do now is to get rid of this situation, he wants his own Wang family, his own team, and his own political power, no matter how small he is, he will not have the slightest dislike.

He can dominate the relationship with Xia Qinwei, but now what qualifications does he have to control Xia Jiuding? That's a dream.

So at this time, Hong Yuesong's refuge is extremely important to Wang Fuxing, he has a small group around him, there is a political force that makes Wang Fuxing very tempted, and he is currently estranged from him, just forced by his own pressure, if he treats Hong Yuesong as a good dog by his side, he can easily gather those politicians around him, and then cooperate with Xue Mingli's upper position, and operate slowly, at least one year and at most three years, the underground society of Jinling will completely get rid of the shadow of the Xia family, It truly became the territory of the king's revival.

Good idea.

But Wang Fuxing hesitated, but decisively chose to send Hong Yuesong on the road.

There was nothing too complicated, just a very simple idea, and he didn't trust him.

That's enough.

Wang Fuxing didn't think that after robbing Hong Yuesong of everything he had, the other party would be willing to be his own dog, since he was not sure, then kill it.

Since ancient times, he has been suspicious, and Wang Fuxing is the same, since he can't be 100% sure that he is reliable, there is no need to stay. That's his character.

Li Shanhe died in prison.

And on this night, Hong Yuesong, another underworld leader in Jinling, died in the small town of Rotorula.

The last Yang Donghu is now following Qin Tianjiao as a lackey.

Only 20 years can be said to be a very young new pattern of rivers and lakes, but now things are different.

In a way, this is the end of an era.

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the corpse on the ground, and laughed at himself a little: "Live for the sake of living." It's boring to say, but if you think about it, it's true, so it's really boring to talk about this life. What about happiness and stability? What about displacement? You can only live once. ”

The shooter was quietly holding a gun, fierce and wild, standing beside the emperor Lingxi, without speaking.

Huangfu Lingxi, who had not unsheathed the Qiushui long sword all night, glanced at Wang Fuxing, and let out a faint sigh, just an oh word, without the slightest interest in discussing anything with Wang Fuxing, as if making a sound, just to prove her existence.

Wang Fuxing has no temper at all for the fairy sister now, no matter how suitable the environment is, he can kiss her, he can hug her, but every time he hits his chest, he will be rejected mercilessly, not to mention stripping naked and holding this girl to bed to do something that adults love to do, you can't eat her underneath, but you can't eat her noodles, the two seem to be developing rapidly, but at present they seem to be in a huge bottleneck, and they can't break through, so dry and consumed, In fact, Wang Fuxing, who thinks that he is not very lustful in his heart, is a little uncomfortable watching such a big beauty dangling in front of him all day long, and he can't help it.

Three thousand worlds, charming and enchanting red dust, what is the most?

It's all temptation.

Wang Fuxing took out a cigarette and lit it, then stuffed it into Hong Yuesong's mouth, whose body had begun to get colder, took another one in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

A pair of ** shooters who even Wang Fuxing secretly coveted came to Wang Fuxing's side, looked at a few miserable corpses on the ground, his expression was calm, and he said softly: "Young master, how to deal with these?" ”

I have to say that every time a strong and wild shooter makes such a docile and well-behaved gesture in front of Wang Fuxing, it can make Wang Fuxing feel a great sense of satisfaction.

He took a cigarette in his mouth, and completely subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he was treating Yu Xiaoyu and Chu Qianyuan, slapped it on the shooter's soft and elastic buttocks, and said with a smile: "It's burned." Hong Yuesong's car was parked outside the door, get more gasoline, this environment destroys corpses, there is no more effective way than directly set fire. I once asked Aquarius if she could come up with some corrosive corpse water, the kind that would be poured on a corpse for a minute and disappear without a trace, as she did on TV. As a result, the little girl said no, but she could study it, but the thing that came out of the research was destined not to be a small bottle, three or five catties was about the same, and it was poured on the corpse, even the bones of people could be melted, and the ground would definitely not be intact. ”

The shooter blushed and smiled, and said softly, "That's the skill of water bottle mixing medicine." ”

Wang Fuxing laughed, and was about to raise his head again and touch the shooter's buttocks, but as soon as his palm moved, the Huangfu Lingxi next to him suddenly snorted coldly, seemingly with a little jealousy.

The shooter, who was blushing but not dodging, turned even redder, said I'll get gas, turned and ran away.

Wang Fuxing sighed, touched his nose, looked at the calm face of Huangfu Lingxi, walked over, took the initiative to take her little hand, and said softly: "Let's go first, and when the shooter is finished, let her drive after us." ”

Huangfu Lingxi was still shallow and plain, and obediently followed Wang Fuxing's side, but he didn't say a word.

Is this the anger of the goddess's sister?

Wang Fuxing thought about it, didn't understand, and didn't bother to think deeply, the two walked out of Rotolula town hand in hand, the street lamps stood quietly on both sides of the road, different from the bustling city center where cars come and go, this place can be said to be secluded, the two quietly walked out of Rotorula town, the night was slightly cold, walking side by side, just like a little couple who had just had dinner walking, not romantic, but very warm.

Wang Fuxing took the warm little hand of the fairy sister and walked out of the gate, and the further north he went, the closer he got to the lively Jiangning District.

"What are you thinking?"

Huangfu Lingxi took the initiative to speak, and the two of them joined hands to form a typical combination of toads and swans, and walked forward for about six or seven hundred meters, Wang Fuxing still didn't speak, and even the peaceful Huangfu Lingxi couldn't help it, and subconsciously asked.

"Hong Yuesong died like this."

Wang Fuxing sighed softly: "It's only been a long time, from his ascension to the present, it's only been twenty years. Li Shanhe, Hong Yuesong, Yang Donghu, the new rivers and lakes composed of three people have come to an end, I am thinking, what kind of state will I be in 20 years? Will the rivers and lakes I created be overthrown at that time, and then I myself will end up miserable, and in another three or five years, no one will be able to remember my name? ”

Huangfu Lingxi frowned, as if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but shake his little head slightly, and said subtly but firmly: "No!" ”

"That's not good."

Wang Fuxing said with a smile: "The higher you go on a road, the more afraid you are in your heart, whether it is the business community or the political world, including the underworld, in fact, every road to the end, it is the same way, many people can't stand the blow and jump off the building to commit suicide after going bankrupt overnight, why?" It's not because of the grief and indignation in my heart, but because I can't accept the loss. The person who is really unwilling is Hong Yuesong, he even wants to live with his head bowed and as a dog, how can I stay with such a person? I don't dare to accept it if I want to. ”

"Obsession."

Huangfu Lingxi's face was indifferent, and his words were as brief as ever.

Wang Fuxing was noncommittal, seeing that Huangfu Lingxi subconsciously shrank his body, it seemed to be a little cold, without the slightest hesitation, he took off the coat that Xia Qinwei bought for him two days ago, wrapped it around Huangfu Lingxi, and then took her in his arms.

I have to say that a certain comrade who thinks he is not a serro has an almost gifted sensitivity when dealing with various types of women, and the timing can always be grasped just right, especially for the emperor Lingxi, who has a similar personality.

The fairy sister's eyes became extremely strange for a moment, as if she wanted to refuse Wang Fuxing's action, but she was a little hesitant, and she struggled for a while before she spoke softly, but she didn't even notice it herself, as if because her body was wrapped in a coat, even her voice became warm: "Aren't you cold?" ”

Wang Fuxing said with a bright smile on his face, I am a master, but he scolded a bullshit in his heart, and forcibly let his body relax naturally without trembling, but his face had to make a light and breezy appearance.

The masters in TV and movies are strong in martial arts and can have internal strength to protect the body, it's too fucking nonsense, it's true that there are kung fu that are stronger than ordinary people's bodies and can resist some, but no matter how good they are. The forced hero, he won't wear a vest to show off on a cold day, this weather, Wang Fuxing took off his coat, only a sweater was left, and he wanted to shiver from the cold.

Huangfu Lingxi looked at Wang Fuxing with blinking, enjoying this treatment that even Xia Qinwei didn't seem to enjoy, side by side with Wang Fuxing, but a beautiful and gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, very clear and shallow.

Ahead, the street lights shine brightly, and there is no end in sight.

Wang Fuxing, who pretended to be addicted to a thin sweater and was stupid, but wanted to force himself to make an indifferent appearance, squinted his eyes slightly, and sighed for no reason: "No matter how bright the night is, some people see the brilliant lights, but some people see loneliness." ”

Huangfu Lingxi seemed to agree with this point of view, nodded, mumbled, turned his head to look at Wang Fuxing, and said softly: "What about you?" ”

Wang Fuxing still squinted his eyes, but turned his head and stretched out his hand to arrange the hair for Huangfu Lingxi, and said softly: "I'm looking at you." ”

In the night lights.

Huangfu Lingxi was wearing a black coat, and when Wang Fuxing's palm left his face, he turned his head and said softly, "I'm so hungry." ”