Huang Jiaju was moved to tears by Anita Mui's words, and he couldn't be more moved.

When he secretly lowered his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Anita Mui stood up and clapped Zhou Huimin, who was also excited, a few times in a row.

Zhou Huimin said happily: "Sister Mei, the book that Brother Yu showed us is really useful, you see, the stinky black boy is crying when you say it!" ”

Anita Mui was very excited, and said, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I thought Xiao Yu was lying." Is it useful to be a company and read books? Li Chaoren didn't even graduate from middle school, and he wasn't as developed. I didn't expect it to be useful if I did what the book said. ”

Leslie Cheung was also amazed and applauded.

Poor Huang Jiaju, I really want to find a crack in the ground to get into. A dignified big man was moved to cry after a few words of advocacy from a girl.

It's all the fault of not reading much!!

"Ahem!"

Leslie Cheung also inadvertently found that Huang Jiaju, who was forgotten on the side, was about to lose his legs, so he coughed loudly a few times to remind the two who had got carried away that the parties had not left yet.

"Hey, stinky black boy, why haven't you left yet?"

Zhou Huimin's innocent words made Huang Jiaju can't help but hit his head against the wall.

Huang Jiaju looked at the three people opposite him with resentment, and said, "I haven't finished my words yet." ”

"Oh, then you can say it."

Zhou Huimin said very generously, but in her heart, she thought that she would be able to be in the limelight like Amei in the future.

Huang Jiaju took a deep breath and said: "The other songs on my album are original, but the title song wants to use Xiao Yu's "I Really Love You". ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Huimin forgot about the idea of wanting to be in the limelight, as long as it involves Yan Qingyu, she will get serious.

She scratched her long hair in distress, and said, "Black boy, you know it too." This song was written by Brother Yu after Uncle Wang's accident, and he was in memory of Uncle Wang. So ......"

She rarely says no to people, and she hasn't learned how to say no.

In particular, she was embarrassed to reject an old friend.

When Huang Jiaju heard this, he suddenly wilted like a frosted eggplant, he really liked that song and felt that it was written in his heart.

Just as he turned around to leave, Leslie Cheung suddenly said, "Black Boy, if you don't mind, sing this song to us here." ”

Huang Jiaju was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and said, "Okay." No problem. ”

He didn't think that he would get this song after singing, because he knew that in this company, it was Zhou Huimin who really spoke.

But a senior like Leslie Cheung wants to listen to him sing, which is an encouragement to him and a face-giving.

Leslie Cheung took out a guitar from the cabinet in the corner, handed it to Huang Jiaju, turned the chair over, and leaned on the chair to listen.

However. When Huang Jiaju opened his mouth to sing the first sentence, he sat up straight.

……

"So, the person who let the dog bite me back then was your wife? What's wrong with you? You don't even have the courage to take the blame for your wife, do you? ”

Yan Qingyu sneered coldly.

Even if what he says is true, so what.

The people of the Situ family are not dead. It has nothing to do with him for a dime.

He only knew that his mother, who loved him the most, was tired and sick to death.

Situ Zheng's eyes flashed with pain, and he shook his head and said, "Since getting married." I was cold and indifferent to Murong Xuan. If it weren't for Murong Yan's old fox forcing me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to enter her door. However, she has always been gentle and virtuous. Be deferential to me. Even if I treat me coldly, she will only secretly wipe her tears behind her back, but she will never force a smile in front of me. In the end, she died in childbirth. ”

"I've gotten so much praise in my life. However, the two women who treated me the best died because of me. I'm a real ominous person......"

"Xiao Yu, you hate me, you scold me, and even if you beat me, I admit it. Because I owe it to you, I didn't even know about your savings before. Until Xuan'er, Xuan'er made a big accident and ...... your uncle I am only then aware of your save. ”

"I haven't recognized you all these years, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare, I don't know how to face you."

"Xiao Yu, because I'm busy, Xuan'er has been living with his grandfather all these years, because of his mother, he is spoiled. Just broke through this kind of catastrophe, he is kneeling outside now, you are his brother, whether you beat or scold, it's all up to you. He would never dare to resist! ”

Situ Zheng said in a firm voice.

Yan Qingyu smiled and said, "I want him to pay for his life." ”

When Situ Zheng heard this, the expression on his face froze, he closed his eyes in pain, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, he is your younger brother." ”

Yan Qingyu smiled even more happily: "My surname is Yan, I don't have a younger brother, only an older brother." To me, Abel is no different from my father. The revenge of killing his father is not shared. ”

Situ Zheng shook his head and said, "I know that Wang Huchen, I owe him a lot. However, Xuan'er can't pay for his life, he can't stand it. ”

"Haha!"

Yan Qingyu looked up to the sky and smiled, "Can't stand it? I sue you, it's not that he can't afford it, but just Situ Xuan's life is not enough to compensate. ”

Situ Zheng frowned when he heard this: "Xiao Yu, you don't know what the concept of the Nine Masters of the Huaxia Alliance is. He didn't know how terrifying Xuan'er's Murong family, where his grandfather belonged......"

Yan Qingyu sneered when he heard this: "A Xianbei Zahu family, you let them come to me for trouble, see if I Yan Qingyu is afraid!" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, Murong's surname is a descendant of Emperor Yu, and he is dressed in orthodox Chinese clothes."

Situ's face changed sharply, and he scolded sharply.

Yan Qingyu glanced at him coldly and said, "Whether it's true or not, you and I both know it, don't make people laugh." ”

Situ Zheng took a deep breath when he heard this, and said, "You are still young, and there are too many things you don't know. This world is not as simple as you think, and the strength of the Murong family is only inferior to the nine great families of the Huaxia Alliance. Their family's Red Leaf Clan, even I have to be afraid of one or two. I know that Wang Huchen once taught you a few hands and feet of kung fu, but Xiao Yu, those are not even fur. ”

"Of the nine great families, which one has not been passed down for thousands of years and has not died. Since the collapse of the five surnames and seven families in the Tang Dynasty, Chinese families have understood a truth. If you want to truly pass on the family forever, you can't just rely on the noble style and cultivation and heirlooms, and you also need to have strong force. ”

"The nine great families have given up too much for the sake of the family's inheritance. We do not enter the court, do not enter the rivers and lakes, do not influence the society, and do not resist the change of dynasty. Even at the end of the Song Dynasty, we went overseas to preserve the inheritance of Chinese clothes and crowns, and the flame was not extinguished. The Ariake generation returned and brought the Zhuzi civilization back to the Central Plains. Wait until the end of the Ming Dynasty to go to the ocean again. ”

"We gave up so much and gained some. In addition to preserving the Chinese civilization, it is the prosperity of martial arts. ”

"Even in the Western world, where firearms flourished, we still did not abandon the pursuit of martial arts."

"The so-called Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world. These two martial arts were only created in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Although they all have unique features, how can they be compared with the martial arts that have been inherited and explored by our nine masters for thousands of years? ”

"Xiao Yu, you may not believe these words. But think about it, will a civilization, after thousands of years of continuous exploration, be weak? Modern armed forces are dominated by guns and cannons, but how many years has the thermal weapon civilization been explored? You can't be arrogant. ”

"If you want to kill Xuan'er, even if I don't stop him, but he is loved by the patriarch of the Murong family as his own grandson, because he had a difficult birth during childbirth and was injured in his mother's womb, and there is no possibility of becoming a martial arts master in this life, but he secretly has the protection of a red leaf team by his side. The Murong family is best at the technique of combined attacks. Although the four members of the Red Leaf team are only second-rate masters, the combined attack of the four can even suppress a first-class master. ”

"You've got your career to where you are today, but after all, you've only been around for a short time. You may not be aware of these martial arts divisions. Let me tell you this, a gangster, even with a gun, is far from being a third-rate master's opponent. A second-rate master can be wiped out in thirty minutes when the members of your special operations team are not armed with guns. As for the first-class masters, unless the one hundred and twenty special operations elites under your command are fully armed, he wants to kill, and they can't stop them. ”

Hearing this, Yan Qingyu nodded noncommittally, and unconsciously, his killing intent and hatred for Situ Zheng had weakened slightly.

If what he said is true, then there is an explanation for the fact that Yanmu has never remarried over the years, and has never hated Situ Zheng.

Yan Qingyu once wondered, no matter how Yan Mu looked, she was not a pedantic and brainless "nymphomaniac", although she was kind, she was not stupid, and she was not the kind of feudal "martyr" who wanted to earn the "chaste archway".

How is it that he is desperate to guard a heartless and unrighteous negative man, and he is unswerving until death, without the slightest resentment.

Now it seems that there was indeed a story in the beginning.

However, this has nothing to do with Yan Qingyu.

For Yan Qingyu, what he cares about is not Situ Zheng's last resort.

I don't care if Situ Zheng didn't get married, the life and death of the Situ family.

He only cared, and his mom was ruined for life because of it.

He only cares that Abel, whom he respects the most, died because of Situ Xuan.

So, he wants revenge.

However, at this moment, he didn't mind that Situ was going to learn more about the depth of the enemy.

As Situ Zheng said, when a group of elites will explore, innovate and develop a civilization for thousands of years, will this civilization be simple?

Perhaps, the martial arts studied by the Nine Great Families are different from those described in Jin Yong's ancient dragon novels, and the kind of fantasy magic that hits eighteen dragons with one palm will not exist.

However, to be able to make the Nine Great Families gain a foothold in such an exclusive land of Europa for hundreds of years, and to be able to confront the Reaper Alliance under the command of the mysterious Rothschild family, Yan Qingyu will not ignore them even if he is arrogant.

…… (To be continued......)