(There must be three chapters in three chapters, and those who can't wait can read it again tomorrow morning!) ）

The moon was dark and the wind was high on the killing night, and the cold wind blew non-stop, lowering the temperature of SH City by several degrees. There are very few idlers walking around the streets, and there are no people to see most of the time, except during the rush hour.

Midnight at half past eleven, by the sea.

The sound of the ship beeped and the signal lights flashed three times on the sea level. Immediately, there were people on the shore with signal lights, but they only flashed twice.

Slowly, the boat approached, and Tie Bin and the others, who had been waiting on the shore, immediately greeted them respectfully. The expressions on their faces were very solemn, as if they were greeting the god of faith, and they were not sloppy at all.

When the boat docked, an iron ladder fell from the boat, and Tie Bin and the others hurriedly walked over and waited next to the iron ladder. Soon, an old man with a gray beard stepped out of the ship.

Lao Suo was dry and dry, like a corpse that had just crawled out of the graveyard, his skin was so constricted that it almost penetrated into the cracks of his bones, but the pair of eyes were like pearls in the deep sea, and in the dark environment, he was faintly glowing, and it still looked terrifying.

As soon as Tie Bin and the others saw Lao Suo appear, they shouted "master" in unison, and then two of them gently helped Lao Sue off the boat.

"Master, you have worked hard all the way, this waterway is not as good as the empty road, if you take a plane, it will only take fifteen hours to get here, this trip is really tired of you...... Master" Tie Bin held one of the master's hands and said with a smile.

The dry old man ruthlessly pushed away the people who were supporting him left and right, and when his feet touched the ground, he enjoyed the feeling of stability, and said quietly: "The old man has never been used to taking a plane, although taking a boat takes a little longer, but compared to taking a plane, I personally feel much more comfortable." ”

"That is, the master's personal steamer is indeed much more comfortable than the airplane." Tie Bin patted the horse and echoed. In fact, how can a ship be more comfortable than an airplane? No matter how good the ship is floating in the sea, it will have turbulence after all, and the plane will be quite smooth except for the turbulence when taking off and landing.

This white-haired old man is also a strange person, he doesn't get dizzy when he takes a steamer, but he gets dizzy when he takes a plane.

"How's it going?" The white-haired, withered old man didn't appreciate the way he patted the horse, and he seemed extremely disdainful of Tie Bin's flattery, as if he had never even heard of it. As soon as the second sentence was spoken, he asked about the matter.

"It's done, it's done, master, you can rest assured." Tie Bin smiled, and he had a little idea of inviting merit in his heart. For a time, the joy was colorful, and it was not disguised at all.

The white-haired, dry-haired old man's eyes were like electricity, and he saw through Tie Bin's mind at a glance, and asked coldly, "What?" Looks like you should be doing this beautifully? ”

"Thanks to the master's prestige, we have done a good job in this matter." Tie Bin replied proudly.

"Tell me about it." As soon as the dry old man's footsteps stopped, suddenly the whole person floated up from the ground, floated to a high place, and saw the mountains at a glance. From left to right, I carefully savored the city of SH at night, as if I admired and remembered.

Tie Bin reported all his actions these days and his next plans to Lao Suo, and said, "Master, is it feasible for the apprentice to do this?" ”

The white-haired, withered old man was silent for a long time, and his shining eyes stared at Ye Shanghai for a long time before he came back to his senses, then landed on the ground, smiled faintly, and said: "It's okay, there are so many disciples under my hands, and you are the most sleek and reassuring person." It's a pity that your talent in martial arts is slightly inferior to that of Tiesha, otherwise my successor will be you. ”

Tie Bin had heard the master say this, and the first time the master said this was three years ago. It was the first time that he had been praised by his master for completing a task that many people couldn't complete. That time I did a very good job, and this time the master said the same thing, it is obvious that I must have done a very good job this time.

"Where is that kid named Meng Que now? And the whereabouts of the old man's demon sword? The white-haired, withered old man asked lightly, and then the sleeves of his clothes shook slightly, but two large golden balls rolled around in the palm of his hand.

"We already know where Meng Que's kid is now, and we even know his daily itinerary well. Master, please rest assured, the demon sword is in the hands of Meng Que's kid, as long as you kill that kid, you will naturally be able to get it back. Tie Bin replied.

The white-haired, withered old man asked as he walked, "Then when are you going to do it?" ”

In the way of the beast sword, as long as there is a major event, it is customary for the master to decide. This time, the white-haired, withered old man actually took the initiative to hand over this right to Tie Bin. This couldn't help but make him even more excited, "But with the master's words, you can do it anytime." ”

"The game you set up, naturally you want to end the game, the old man is inconvenient to interfere more, then the old man only needs to kill Meng Que's kid, and you will take care of the rest." The white-haired, withered old man was expressionless, and he still said lightly.

Tie Bin was in a very good mood, smiled, and said: "Since the master has handed over this decision to me, then I personally feel that the master has just arrived here, so I am not busy killing Meng Que first, and it is not too late to rest for one night and do it tomorrow." Moreover, before we do it, I want to let them mess up by themselves, hmph, and then we will suddenly kill, so that Meng Que will be unable to guard against it, and he will be defeated like a mountain. ”

"It's up to you." The white-haired old man replied casually, and then beckoned a woman about thirty years old. When the woman came to him, he unceremoniously put his arms around the beauty's waist, and then walked step by step towards the national highway five hundred meters away from the beach.

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Sao annual meeting, No. 1 rudder.

Wan Yongqing came back from the hospital very early, and the wound on his head was not light, and it took thirteen stitches to completely stitch the wound. Such an injury is enough to see how hard Sun Haodong used to hit him with a wine bottle, at that time the wine bottle was not an empty bottle, but a bottle full of liquor, just the moment he smashed his head, the liquor flowed down the wound, and his head seemed to be cut and stabbed by another 10,000 knives, and Wan Yongqing almost fainted.

Subsequently, although he supported himself for more than ten minutes, he still couldn't hold back after signing the alliance just now, and his eyes passed out as soon as his eyes went black. When I woke up, I was in the hospital, the wound on my head had been stitched up, and under the bandage, the shape looked a bit like a rabbit, which was both funny and ironic.

He signed the alliance if he didn't want to. To be honest, he really didn't want to betray the Sao Annual Meeting, betray Meng Que, Gorilla, and Tang Lang. He has a strong personal sense of belonging, and the current annual party has given him a very stable sense of belonging, so he doesn't want to give up this feeling easily.

He doesn't have any big ambitions, let alone a hero, all he wants is to make a few more money, and then raise a few more daughters and children, which is enough for his life.

When he returned to his residence from the hospital, he didn't say a word, and several times he took out his mobile phone to report what happened today, thinking that if he took the initiative to report, the boss should forgive himself.

With such an idea, he searched for Meng Que's number again and again from the dense number of contacts. But every time he saw the soft keyboard with the word "dial" written on it, he didn't have the courage to press it.

"The alliance has been signed, if Sun Haodong unites other people to bite me back, then won't I still die?"

"But if you don't report it, Sun Haodong's guy doesn't know when he will do it, and if it's late, even if I report it, it means that I didn't report it. And at that time, I would have been labeled a traitor in the same way, which ...... It's a two-sided problem. ”

There are a total of two or six people who are coerced by Sun Haodong today, and Wan Yongqing does not dare to guess at will what the other five helmsmen are thinking, nor do they dare to show their intentions casually, let alone rashly contact any of them.

Whether to report it or not, this decision is only up to him.

"To report or not to report?"

"If it is reported, Sun Haodong will definitely hate me, and he will even send a master of beast kendo to kill me."

"However, if you don't report it, with Sun Haodong's personality, he is like a white-eyed wolf, maybe he will fly birds and hide his bows, and rabbits will die and his lackeys will cook ......"

With two positive and negative thoughts, constantly struggling in his heart, Wan Yongqing's head that had just undergone surgery was so painful that it was almost bursting. But he can't stop there, and the current situation can't be delayed for a second. Once delayed, maybe Sun Haodong has already begun to rebel.

Wan Yongqing howled in pain, and suddenly lowered his head a few times, and the wound that had just been stitched up was overflowing with bright red blood. Blood flowed from his forehead and across his eyebrows, across his eyelids and into his mouth, and he didn't realize it.

The blood in the mouth, the taste is salty and astringent, and it is very strange.

This taste of his own blood, Wan Yongqing suddenly calmed down a lot, and his thoughts became clearer.

"Sun Haodong's dog mongrel actually dared to hit me on the head with a wine bottle, hum!"

Suddenly, he slapped the table, made up his mind, and said arrogantly: "Instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to take the initiative." The name of a traitor is equivalent to a lackey and a traitor, what a terrible word, and it is a word that is referred to by Wanfu, I will never want it. ”

"Anyway, it's a death on the left and right, it's better to grab the chips in your hands and gamble on this one!"

Wan Yongqing gritted his teeth, took the mobile phone out of his pocket again, opened the address book a little, and found the number one from the secret numb number, and pressed it directly without saying a word......

The storm was coming, and his hand on the phone trembled slightly, and he didn't know if he could catch up or not. Listening to the sound of "beep" on the mobile phone, Wan Yongqing silently prayed: "I hope it's still too late!" ”