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Chinese New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year's Eve.

The snowstorm that began on the afternoon of the 29th day of the lunar month has lasted for a day and a night, without the slightest stop, the wind is suspended, but the snowflakes continue to fall from the air, and the snow in front of the door has accumulated nearly half a meter of thickness in a day and a night!

The news said that this was a heavy snow that had not been seen in a hundred years, but God, who has always been very stingy with the south, was surprisingly generous this time, and almost unreservedly sent the last cold and purity of this winter.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers does not stop.

It started at three o'clock in the afternoon and lasted until nearly eight o'clock in the evening, and sporadic sounds could still be heard outside.

Trees have growth rings, and fireworks and gun salutes that constantly explode in the sky in the wind and snow symbolize the years of life.

Time passes, never stopping, some laughing, some sad, some helpless, some numb.

The festive atmosphere sets off the various forms of beings in people's hearts.

The streets are sparsely populated, and at this time, almost everyone stays at home, staying with their families in the warm living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and the joy and satisfaction seem to overshadow the city's usual impetuosity and hurry.

Whether you have money or not, going home for the New Year, and being able to reunite with your family is more important than anything else.

Wang Fuxing stood downstairs in the community, looking at the empty community outside with snowflakes but no people, squinting his eyes habitually, and feeling a little sad for no reason.

Everyone will feel that they have an indescribable emotion in a particular environment, whether it is good or bad, Wang Fuxing calls this feeling loneliness.

is talking about the literary youth, that is, there is a kind of melancholy and sadness that the world is so big, where is my family.

"What are you thinking?"

It was not Xia Qinwei who was the first to speak, but the Huangfu Lingxi, who thought less and ate more on weekdays, and his voice was strangely gentle in the cold wind and snow.

She has a pair of smart eyes that can almost penetrate the world, but they are only used to observe his heart, wherever her eyes pass, Wang Fuxing's every expression can almost cause her subconscious association, and now there are really many women around Wang Shao, but even Xia Qinwei, the biggest opponent of the fairy sister, can't so keenly capture the meaning behind Wang Fuxing's every look and movement, but Huangfu Lingxi seems to have become accustomed to silence when he follows Wang Fuxing, and most of the time, he rarely speaks.

"It's nothing, I'm wondering if the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at Secretary Li's house tonight will be very rich, the vice-national level boss should be qualified to get some fifty-year-old state banquet Maotai, right?" I have to waste a few bottles tonight, but I don't know how Li Qing's craftsmanship is, and the wine and confidante delicacies are indispensable. And the sister she said she wanted to introduce to me, I heard that she is a woman who can compete with our Lingxi and Miss Xia in terms of appearance and temperament, not simple, tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, how to eat seems to have a thought-provoking meaning. ”

Wang Fuxing's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and his face immediately returned to normal, with a playful smile.

Xia Qinwei, who was standing on the left side of Wang Fuxing, raised her head and glanced at Wang Fuxing, and said with a smile: "Narcissist." What kind of character is Secretary Li? It seems that the old fox is disrespectful to his old man, but can't a pair of fiery eyes see through your essence? Our Wang Dashao can't figure out his own romantic debts now, and his old man will never arrange for a beautiful woman to go on a blind date with you, so you still have to die of this heart. ”

Wang Fuxing couldn't cry or laugh, pretending to be annoyed and ashamed, flicked it lightly on Xia Qinwei's head, hesitated slightly, stretched out his hands, and slowly and firmly hugged Xia Qinwei and Huangfu Lingxi left and right, icy and snowy, the two women tonight were also very tightly wrapped, each wrapped in a knee-length mink coat, the fur color was moist and delicate, graceful and luxurious to the extreme, it was indeed eye-catching, but now in his arms, the feeling was greatly reduced.

"Let's go, let's eat."

Wang Fuxing said gently, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he was really reluctant to let go of the two beauties in his arms, although the feeling was not clear, but the sense of accomplishment was overwhelming, he hugged the two of them tighter, and stepped out of the door of the unit in one step.

Huangfu Lingxi's body suddenly tightened, and the moment Wang Fuxing's feet stepped on the snow, his face turned slightly pale.

Wang Fuxing turned his head in confusion and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Huangfu Lingxi also went out of the unit door under the drive of Wang Fuxing, standing in the snow pretty, the holy temperament on her body became more and more obvious, cold and out of her mind, as if she would ride the wind in the next moment without eating the fireworks in the world, she stood in place, was silent for a while, glanced at Wang Fuxing, shook her head slightly, and said seriously: "I have a bad premonition, Master said that my premonition has always been very accurate." ”

"Premonition?"

Wang Fuxing frowned, this word seemed to him to be similar to the so-called ghosts and gods and fate, ethereal, mysterious and mysterious, but because of the mysterious unknown enough to make people awe-inspired.

Wang Fuxing doesn't like this word, because he can't control it, so he has always avoided it.

It was also the first time that Huangfu Lingxi said such a thing in front of Wang Fuxing.

"It's okay, we'll just pay attention to it later."

Huangfu Lingxi said softly, his body subconsciously leaned towards Wang Fuxing, and his pale face slowly regained his ruddy and attractive color, and said softly: "Get in the car." ”

Three figures appeared in the quiet wind and snow in front of them, and walked in the direction of Wang Fuxing.

One of them was unusually burly and majestic, nearly two meters tall, not thin, but tall and strong, with a large visual impact, so that the two men next to him actually gave people the illusion of being relatively small.

Standing next to this kind of person also requires relative courage.

Wang Fuxing's smile gradually softened, and he asked Huangfu Lingxi and Xia Qinwei to get into the car first, stood in the snow by himself, lit a cigarette, and waited for the three of them to come over.

The tiger is in the center.

Jian San walked on his left and right with Kaiyang Xing, one of the Big Dipper stars who was subdued by Wang Fuxing.

"One less sister-in-law."

The unusually large tiger came to Wang Fuxing's side, carrying a plastic bag, scratching his head, and smiling honestly.

"Qianyuan won't go with me today, I'll go back to Qingyun Villa in the afternoon, and I'll pick her up tomorrow."

Wang Fuxing said with a smile, and handed out a cigarette to each of them, Jian San and Huzi took it as usual, until Kaiyang, who was rarely taken care of by Wang Fuxing and seemed to be subdued, was flattered by the cold palace.

Huzi nodded, his smile was almost silly, and he lifted the plastic bag in his hand and said, "I'll be drinking when I come back, and Brother Lan will come too." ”

Wang Fuxing nodded with a smile, patted Huzi on the shoulder, walked directly to the Audi A8L next to him, started the car, and slowly left.

In the rearview mirror, the bodies of the three Huzi stood still, as if waiting for Wang Fuxing to leave first.

Wang Fuxing increased the accelerator, the vehicle accelerated, and at the moment of driving out of the gate of the community, he passed by a Buick commercial vehicle without any license plate.

In the seven-seater Buick business car, an old man who looked sick with his hands in his cuffs, the weather was cold, he was wearing a shabby down jacket that was almost not elegant, half-squinted, looking at the Audi A8L that was gradually moving away in the rearview mirror, looking calm and calm.

"No. 2, the target has appeared, do you want to follow the past now and intercept it immediately?"

The driver of the car asked calmly, his breathing was calm and long, his eyes were sharp, and what was even more rare was that when he passed by A8L just now, none of the several people in the car showed the slightest murderous aura, just like a dead man, without the slightest hostile emotion.

"What's the hurry? How about letting that little bastard live a few more minutes? The top priority is to rescue the eldest lady first, rest assured, everything tonight is under my control. ”

The old man, who was called No. 2, still had a sickly attitude, waved his hand listlessly, and let the A8L gradually move away.

The driver responded respectfully, and after shuttling in the community, he finally came to the downstairs where Wang Fuxing was.

Huzi, Jian San, and Kaiyang had just turned around and were about to go upstairs.

"That's the person who revived the king?"

No. 2 raised his eyes, sat up slightly straight, swept the three people outside who were about to go upstairs, and said softly.

"They should all be generals under Wang Fuxing. One of them is the Nine Swords Sword Three who followed the young master of the Wang family, Wang Longtu, to the capital twenty years ago, that big guy seems to be a brother who grew up with Wang Fuxing, as for the other one, it is very unfamiliar and almost never appears in the information. ”

The driver stopped the car and stared at the backs of several people outside the car, his eyes cold and cruel.

"Catch it."

No. 2 wrote lightly, and his tone was silent, as if the few generals in Wang Fuxing's hands were just local chickens and dogs, and they could catch them when they said they would, without the slightest difficulty.

The driver's eyes were full of bloodthirsty looks, he laughed cruelly, nodded, waved his hand directly behind him, and said coldly: "Action!" ”

"Brush!"

In the Buick business car, a few people who sat in the back row and never made a sound directly opened the door, and in the case that people couldn't react at all, they were instantly lined up in a line and neatly.

Snowy night, Chinese New Year's Eve.

An almost invincible murderous aura and killing intent bloomed unscrupulously, and the target was directly aimed at Huzi and Jian San, who were about to enter the unit door.

Like a few tigers that appear in the snow out of thin air, they are fierce and fierce to the extreme!

The driver of the car stood at the front of several people, his body arched slightly, his whole body tensed, and made a posture that he could attack with all his strength at any time, without any reservations.

Jian San, who is himself the top killer assassin and is extremely sensitive to murderous aura, turned around for the first time, and the moment he saw a few people on the snow, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand, with a solemn expression.

Master!

Each one is a master!

The one at the front definitely has the strength to fight with him or even half a chip higher than himself.

The five people in the rear are definitely not weak!

When did Huating appear with such an elite almost terrifying team?

Before the two sides could get close, Jian San's body had instantly tensed to the limit, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, his face was cloudy.

"Is it the Tang family?"

Huzi and Kaiyang also sensed the strangeness of the atmosphere, turned their heads, and stood with Jian San.

Huzi, who is always silly and loyal on weekdays, has a sloppy look and no focus, and his pupils suddenly converged, and he slowly put down the clinker belt containing Hengshui Laobai dry liquor in his hand, and spoke seriously.

Jian San's mind was spinning, he nodded slightly, his face became more and more ugly, he opened his mouth, and said in a dry voice: "If you guess correctly, it should be the Tang family's army stab!" The huge Tang family, and only the military thorn has this kind of elite strength! ”

"A military stab? When I was in Japan, I heard Miss Ito say that it was the ultimate defense force of the Tang family, very strong, but not to be moved. ”

Kaiyang said in a deep voice, glanced at Jian San, and his eyes were strange.

Jian San had a gloomy face, his eyes were complicated, he didn't speak, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint sense of despair.

Army Thorn!

The most powerful armed force of the Tang family, many years ago, he once heard the young master Wang Longtu mention that each of the four major families of the year had its own peak strength, invincible and invincible! The Tang family's military thorn is in the category of this force, absolutely strong, absolutely mysterious, completely following the principle of raising troops for a thousand days and using troops for a while, and rarely used.

According to Jian San's memory, it was the first time in so many years that the Tang family had so blatantly sent a military assassin to break the situation by force.

And there are not many people dispatched!

As soon as the military stab comes out, it almost means that the Tang family will destroy the enemy at all costs, not to die, not to stop!

The two teams, both in strength and numbers, faced off for a short time.

The six people standing in the snow finally began to act, and under the leadership of the driver, they directly approached Jian San.

The five men behind him stepped forward in unison.

On the snow, a row of footprints as neatly as a straight line suddenly appeared.

The footprints are straight forward.

Wind and snow raged.

Murderous!