"I've been wandering for so many years, and I'm tired." Zhao Wusheng said: "When I come back this time, I won't leave." ”

At this time, Xinxiang City had already become a pot of porridge, and countless people were asking each other where Zhao Wusheng's hometown was, and where was the old earth's grave, and it was a matter of moments. More than a dozen vehicles have rushed out of Xinxiang City.

The helper of the Tianxing Society, Yang Zheng, listened carefully to the voice on the radio, and suddenly said: "Zhao Wusheng seems to have some interest in this Xiang Piaopiao, go and arrest her now, maybe it can be useful to deal with Zhao Wusheng." ”

"Okay." Xiao Hai, who was waiting on the side, turned around and left.

"Let's go find Zhao Wusheng first" Zhang Yang got up, went downstairs, took a car and drove away.

The golden retriever who went to find Zhang Yujie and others naturally learned the news from the broadcast. Tan Lei, who was sitting in the back row, said, "Zhao Wusheng appeared, should we go over there first?"

"No, let's go find Zhang Yujie first." The golden retriever said coldly: "Since we already know where Zhao Wusheng is, I believe that the Evil Wolf Gang will give us an explanation, and the Heavenly Guild will not sit idly by." ”

Zhao Wusheng's village and Zhang Yujie's village are two diametrically opposed roads, even if they rush over now. It's probably too late.

There was no more noise in the car. Snake felt a little weird, but said that it wasn't weird. After a long time, he realized that the car was filled with a murderous aura that could not be dispersed for a long time.

The car continued to move forward steadily, the snow had become lighter, and the high-end off-road vehicle that the members of the Zodiac were riding in did not encounter any obstacles, and it was not a problem to climb mountains and mountains.

Tan Tian also issued an order: "Even if Zhao Wusheng wants to die, he should die in the hands of the Evil Wolf Gang, and the Heavenly Guild must not be allowed to take the lead, otherwise the joke will be even bigger." Even if there is a traitor in his own house, he needs others to come out and take care of it, what kind of system"

As a result, the Evil Wolf Gang almost went out of the nest, and if they found Zhao Wusheng, they would be 100% sure that they would kill him.

Han Bing and I are also listening to the program "New Fragrance and Fragrance". Naturally, we also heard the conversation between Zhao Wusheng and the host Xiang Piaopiao, but we had already analyzed that Zhao Wusheng was in front of the old earth's grave before this, so when the Evil Wolf Gang and the Tianxing Society acted in unison, we had already left Xinxiang City and took the lead on the way to the old village.

"The fish is dead and the net is broken." Han Bing said softly: "It seems that Zhao Wusheng wants to broadcast the process of disposing of Shunzi live in front of everyone. And if I'm not mistaken, this guy probably wants to kill a few more members of the zodiac before he dies. ”

I didn't make a sound, I just hoped that the car would speed up and hurry, as long as I arrived there before they did, I would be sure to dissuade Zhao Wusheng from letting go of Shunzi

In the radio program, the conversation between Zhao Wusheng and Xiang Piaopiao continued.

Xiang Piaopiao: "Oh, I heard what Hall Master Zhao meant, I want to retire to the rivers and lakes"

Zhao Wusheng: "It's not about retreating, and some new and old hatreds will be resolved tonight." I'll probably be able to stay in my hometown forever. ”

Anyone who understands knows that Zhao Wusheng means to die in his hometown. But Xiang Piaopiao didn't understand, she continued: "After daring to be affectionate, no hatred, no hatred, no grudge, no concern, the hometown of beautiful mountains and rivers is undoubtedly the best place to go." ”

"You're really good at talking." Zhao Wusheng laughed out loud on the phone: "I wish you a prosperous career." Can you order a song for me now?"

"What song does Hall Master Zhao want to hear?" asked Xiang Piaopiao.

What song does Zhao Wusheng want to hear, which is probably a question that many people are curious about.

"Olive tree." Zhao Wusheng said: "Every time I feel homesick, I listen to this song. ”

"Okay." Xiang Piaopiao didn't seem to expect Zhao Wusheng to order such a tender song, and her voice became a little excited: "May I ask if Hall Master Zhao has anything else to say to everyone, because according to statistics, the number of listeners who are listening to the conversation between us now is three times as usual." ”

Suggestion: When you are reading this chapter, you may wish to open the song "Olive Tree" by Qi Yu, I believe you will have a deeper feeling

"I hope that everyone who wanders abroad will eventually be able to return to their hometown." Zhao Wusheng said in a deep voice: "Whether it is a friend or an opponent, I bless you. ”

"Okay, what a friend or an opponent," Xiang Piaopiao said, "I didn't expect Hall Master Zhao to be such an open-minded person. Now please enjoy this song of the olive tree, and wish all those who are wandering abroad can find the hometown that belongs to their hearts."

The music gradually sounded, and the sound of incense fluttering faded away.

"Don't ask me where I'm from

My hometown is far away

Why wandering

Wandering far away

For the birds that fly in the sky

For a creek that flows lightly in the mountains

For the sake of the wide steppe

Wandering far away

And there are many more

For the olive tree of dreams, olive trees

Why wander far away

For the olive tree of my dreams

”

The olive tree, with a little desolation in the tactfulness, sang from Qi Yu's unique voice, which made many people who were listening to the radio cry.

Especially those underworld members who live in the midst of fighting and killing every day, how many people have no contact with their families, how many people look forward to one day returning to their hometowns, and how many people still miss their old and sick mothers at home

This olive tree, which pierces people's hearts, has drifted to thousands of households in the streets and alleys of Xinxiang City after the snow through the radio program "New Fragrance Fluttering".

Zhang Yang sat in the car, playing with a pencil in his hand, and heard this song, since it was dedicated to "friends and opponents" by Zhao Wusheng. He must have had his own share, so he listened attentively and even closed his eyes.

At this moment, he was not murderous.

Zhao Wusheng stood in the vast snow, called up the radio on his mobile phone, and listened to the song with the hands-free function.

The song resounded melodiously in the boundless world.

Junko looked up at the sky and listened. Where is his hometown

If this is a movie, the camera is vertically downward, facing Zhao Wusheng and Shunzi, slowly going up and up, gradually turning the two of them into two small black dots.

Further up, there are not even two small black dots to be seen, only a large area of land covered in silver. Snow has buried this filthy land

Junko felt as if she had regained some mobility. Since he came out of the sheep soup restaurant, Zhao Wusheng has not tied him up again. Maybe both of them know that unless Shunzi can give birth to a pair of wings out of thin air, he probably won't be able to fly into the palm of Zhao Wusheng's hand.

Junko sat up slowly, and at this time the song also came to an end, and the music gradually became smaller, and the fragrant voice sounded again: "After a beautiful olive tree, everyone must have a deeper understanding of the word hometown." Our show is also going to say goodbye to everyone. After the heavy snowfall, I hope everyone has a peaceful night"

"This woman's voice is very nice." Junko said, "Have you ever seen what she looks like?"

"Nope." Zhao Wusheng said lightly.

"Why, with your ability, even if it's just to make her your girlfriend, it's no problem."

"Just because you have a good voice doesn't necessarily mean you're pretty. In case after meeting, it doesn't conform to the appearance imagined in her heart, wouldn't it be better to let her live in her heart than the loss. ”

"That's a good point." Junzi couldn't help but applaud, and said: "But what I want to tell you is that this Miss Xiang Piaopiao not only has a good voice, but also is as beautiful as a fairy, and there is almost a row of people chasing her, but she can't look down on any of them." ”

"How do you know," Zhao Wusheng asked curiously.

"It's very simple, this radio station, my dad also has shares." Junko shrugged.

"I see." Zhao Wusheng smiled dumbly: "Your father's industry is really all-encompassing. ”

"Of course, as long as it's a job to make money, he does it. If you make such a fuss tonight, the show will become even more popular, and the radio station will make a lot of money. My dad probably doesn't know whether to hate you or thank you now. ”

"Is it so difficult to choose between my son's life and money, and if you try to distract me by talking to me and trying to escape, you are very wrong. In this snowy field, I let you take a hundred steps, and you are no match for me. ”

After hearing this, Shunzi had no choice but to stop trying to move his body, originally he was waiting for a chance to make a move, but now it seems that every step of his move is under Zhao Wusheng's control.

After Xiang Piaopiao finished the show, the choreographer came over and said excitedly: "Developed, developed, the listening rate of the program tonight reached a record high in Xinxiang City, breaking the record."

"Really" Xiang Piaopiao clapped her hands, also looking excited.

The choreographer opened his arms, wanting to give Xiang Piaopiao a hug, so as to take the opportunity to rub the oil. Of course, he knew that Xiang Piaopiao would not fall in love with a man like him, but a little physical contact was also unwanted.

Xiang Piaopiao was a little embarrassed, but she also opened her arms wittily but just clapped her hands with the choreographer: "I hope everyone will work together"

The choreographer didn't expect this to be the result, smiled bitterly, and said: "If you're tired of doing the show, let's go have some supper together" Words like this, the choreographer usually dare not say it, but tonight is different from the past. The show has made such an achievement, and it will definitely be performed by the stage, and he, the choreographer, may be promoted to another level.

"This" Xiang Piaopiao was thinking about what reason to refuse, only to hear a deep bass voice from outside the door: "I'm afraid she can't accompany you to supper." ”

A tall, thin, dark-skinned man walked in, and behind him, there were several fierce men.

"Who are you" the choreographer panicked, "how did you get in the guards?"

"The guards were knocked unconscious by us." The man said politely: "I am Xiao Hai of the Tianxing Society, and I am looking for Miss Xiang Piaopiao if I have something." ”

313 The man of the olive tree who stroked the harp