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The wind blowing outside the courtyard gate seemed to be stronger, and the hem of Guan Luo's coat was blown up, and Lao Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you find the other party's traces, can you leave a way for the leaves to live?"

Guan Luo narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and there was a layer of light mockery in his eyes. But he didn't answer Lao Mai.

Lao Mai urged again: "Is it okay?" ”

Guan Luo simply laughed at this time, stabbed him, and turned around to walk outside the courtyard gate.

Lao Mai was unwilling, and chased after him: "Lao Jiu, you answer me, at least save Yezi's life!" His voice was sharp and deep. Guan Luo, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and grabbed Lao Mai's collar with one hand.

"You now know that you've come to beg me to spare her life? And before that? Which of you considered me before, and who considered Shen Chunguang's life? These words were almost bitten out word by word, as if the words were bloody, and the cold breath under his eyes could no longer be hidden, and flooded like a flood.

Lao Mai was slightly shorter than Guan, and the latter had a big hand that almost lifted Lao Mai from the ground.

Lao Mai didn't struggle, and let him grab his collar. Glaring angrily, he actually saw a trace of fragility and fear in Guan Luo's dark and cold eyes.

Yes, fear!

This man, since Shen Chunguang's disappearance until now, has been acting calm-headed, calm and stable, although the whole Jiurong Platform is about to be turned upside down by him, but the expression on his face has never leaked a trace of panic, even when he found the bloody clothes in Luoshui Town before, he was not a little busy, so stable that Lao Mai almost thought that Shen Chunguang's status in his mind was just like this.

But now?

In this dilapidated courtyard, standing under the bald ginkgo tree, the man grabbed his collar viciously, and there was so obvious fear in his murderous eyes.

He's afraid, who says he's not afraid?

He just hides his emotions too well.

"How did you do that? How can she be so calm when she has no information? Lao Mai suddenly asked such a question. Because he found that he couldn't do it at all, he went to Ye Tan's residence more than an hour ago to look for her and found that she was gone. At that time, I panicked. But why is this man in front of him still so calm?

Guan Luo's eyes flashed, the cold expression just now seemed to be gone, and he paused for a few seconds before he loosened Lao Mai's collar and turned around......

The wind in the courtyard was stronger, and the dead leaves on the ground were blown up and hovered at the feet of the two men.

Lao Mai stood behind him, looking at Guan Wei's slightly lowered back, and waited for a while, the man in front of him did not speak, but took out a cigarette from his pocket, but unfortunately the wind in the courtyard was too strong, and the lighter crackled twice and did not light it, and finally he was hunched over and blocked it with his hands, buried his head down, and the white mist was blown away by the wind with the smell of smoke.

Lao Mai could only see the back of his head, the white smoke was thick, Guan Luo took a sharp sip, and after a while, he finally heard his deep and tragic voice: "She is waiting for me, if I am not calm, how can I bring her back safely?" ”

The sound of the wind seemed to stop at that moment......

The branches of the ginkgo tree moved, and Lao Mai seemed to hear the whole world gasping lowly.

Ya Yu led people to check the vicinity of the old alley, but found nothing. Wai Feng Nong carried.

Guan Luo went to see Zhao Changde in person, and he was temporarily confined in his house by the people of Jiurongtai.

When Guan Luo entered, he was writing in the study, Danqing calligraphy, holding a brush in his hand, and a thickened white Tang suit on his body.

Guan Luo has always felt that Zhao Changde is the most stylish one among so many "uncles", not only because of his clear and straightforward life, but also because of the morality in his heart.

It's a pity that his morality is used in the wrong place.

"Uncle De!" Guan Luo walked into the study.

The pen in Zhao Changde's hand did not stop, and he did not raise his head.

Guan Luo knew his temper, didn't mind, and walked to the desk.

"Can you talk?"

"There's no time." He took the brush and wrote neatly on the rice paper, without stopping, as if he was preoccupied with the words below.

Guan glanced at it, he didn't understand these idle and elegant things, and only said, "I can wait, wait for you to finish writing." ”

"Wait I'm done?" Zhao Changde finally stopped, raised his eyelids and glanced at Guan Wei, "Do you think you still have time to wait?" ”

"Yes, as long as I say yes."

Zhao Changde was noncommittal, smiled and lowered his head to continue writing on the paper.

Guan Luo also stopped talking, stood in front of the table and waited, waited for about a few minutes, a calligraphy was finally written, Zhao Changde picked up the paper from the table, shook it, and the ink was dried out before he asked: "Do you know what I wrote here?" ”

Guan glanced at it, and there were a few rows of words scribbled on it, and they were still in traditional Chinese, and he smiled: "Uncle De should know that I don't read much." ”

"Yes, you don't read much, but your brain is bright, and the old man didn't look away back then." Zhao Changde put down the paper and finally got up from the front of the desk.

"I know what you're here for, but you should know my temper."

"I understand, Uncle De is high-spirited and is not someone who can be blackmailed."

"Threatened?" Zhao Changde laughed heartily, standing in front of the bookshelf in plain clothes, "What are you trying to blackmail me?" ”

In a word, there is no way to refute it.

Zhao Changde really has nothing to threaten, he has no children, no daughters, no father and no mother, he is alone, and he is left with his life, but he is not a person who is afraid of death, and general means do not work on him at all.

"Okay, then I'll ask, I've checked your capital account, Fan Qingyan and Du Hong's drug business doesn't have your share, why did you risk your life to help them at this time?"

"No, Du Ye once saved my life back then, if it weren't for Du Ye, I wouldn't have Zhao Changde's brocade and food for so many years, and the Du family only has Xiaohong's roots left, no matter what, I have to keep it for Du Ye."

"So you did so much just for a favor from Old Man Du back then?"

Zhao Changde smiled lightly: "So to speak, but you are smarter than I expected, they just moved you as a woman, but you used this opportunity to shuffle the entire Jiurongtai, after last night, probably no one dared to disobey you again, you are better than the old man." After all, the old man is not as neat as you, otherwise he would not have left Chi Feng's life back then, and Xiaohong would not have been wronged by him for so many years. ”

In the end, Zhao Changde was still dedicated to helping the Du family, and Guan Luo knew that he probably couldn't ask anything from his mouth.

"Since Uncle De is unwilling to cooperate, then don't blame me for doing something that will make you difficult in the future."

"Hahaha...... Bewilderment? Zhao Changde looked at the man in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes in his thirties, but he already had the wrist and momentum that had gone through the world, "It's a good dilemma, they all say that you don't read much, but I think your wording is more appropriate than anyone else, and you will take my life sooner or later, but there is no reason for it all these years, now it's okay, you can charge me with a crime, who will dare to say a word to you in the entire Jiurongtai in the future?" ”

Guan Luo frowned for a moment.

Zhao Changde was fearless, and took out the brush again and began to write on a different piece of paper.

The breeze in the study at noon was bright, and the warm winter light shone in from the window, shining on his white silk gown, making the whole person more clear and solemn.

The mobile phone in Guan Luo's pocket rang at that moment, he took it out and looked at it, his face changed suddenly, and he was about to go out of the study.

Zhao Changde, who was behind the bookcase, suddenly called him to stop.

"Wait, since you still want to call me Uncle De, as an elder, I should also remind you. Do you know why the old man pushed you to sit in the main seat in the first place? ”

"Why?"

"Because he thinks you're ruthless enough."

"Heh... Fierce enough? Guan Luo could only sneer.

"The old man once told me that when he first met you... Do you remember what it was like? ”

Of course Guan Luo remembers.

That night coincided with the Jiurongtai New Year's end banquet, two principals from other places conspired to tie up Guan Zhaorong at the banquet, Guan Zhaorong's two bodyguards desperately escorted him to escape, he was already wounded by a gunshot at that time, and he couldn't run far, just ran to an alley behind the hotel, and bumped into Guan Luo, who had just returned from the game hall at night.

Guan Luo didn't know Guan Zhaorong at the time, but saw a young man catching up, the man saw that Guan Luo was a child, and he didn't pay attention to it, kicked Guan Luo aside, and scolded in his mouth: "Little kid, get out of the way and play." ”

Then he rushed towards Guan Zhaorong, Guan Zhaorong was not the man's opponent at all after a gunshot wound, and he was at a disadvantage after a few fights, and was pressed to the ground by the man, and then he was about to stab Guan Zhaorong with a knife, but as soon as the knife was raised, he was stabbed in the back in the shoulder......

That was the first time Guan Luo had used a knife at someone in his memory.

"The old man said that the person's blood at that time was shocking his face, and he wiped it with his hand to see that you were standing behind the man, his face was covered with blood, and he was holding a very short fruit knife in his hand, and the blood was still dripping from the knife, but you didn't seem to have a trace of fear, and his eyes were surprisingly quiet, how old were you that year?"

Guan Luo bared his teeth: "Nine years old." ”

Nine-year-old, what's a nine-year-old doing? Playing with mud and candy? But Guan Luo has already stabbed people with a knife.

"I was also thrilled that time!" It should have been that the man spit on him with disdain, "little brat", and "little brat" was not happy.

"And then you pounced on him and stabbed him?"

"No, it was two cuts, and then I made up for it."

“……”

Many years later, Guan Luo remembered the scene at that time and still looked peaceful, as if such a bloody experience had not left a deep impression on his young mind at all.

"Uncle De suddenly talked to me about this, what is the purpose?"

Zhao Changde smiled falsely again: "Praise you, praise you for being ruthless, the old man didn't choose the wrong person back then, but now I don't think so." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't understand? Uncle Nade reminds you, what kind of people are the most terrible? ”

"Like you!" Guan Luo answered directly.

Zhao Changde simply laughed out loud, "Yes, let's just say that you have a good brain, like me, there is no weakness, naturally there is no breakthrough, you used to be such a person, so you acted neatly, and in a few years, you sat firmly on the top spot of Jiurongtai, but now it is different, you have a weakness, Ah Hong, they grasp your weakness, and they are really anxious to dare to do anything, what can you do then?" ”

……

Guan Luo came out of Zhao Changde's study, the sun in the small courtyard was very good, and the grape trellises in the corner of the wall had already withered, but a few pots of orchids at the bottom were blooming just right, and the bunches were connected together to meet the warm winter sun, which made people panic.

The people guarding the courtyard hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

"Brother Jiu, I asked according to your instructions last night, but his mouth was tight, he couldn't ask a word, and you specifically explained that we were not allowed to be punished, so..."

Guan Luo nodded: "I know." ”

"Now, what is going to happen to it?"

Guan Luo glanced back again, the window of the study was open, and Zhao Changde changed another piece of paper and wrote on it.

"But now it's different, you have a weakness, Ah Hong, they are holding on to your weakness, and they are really anxious to dare to do anything, what can you do then?"

With this sentence still echoing in his mind, Guan Luo stood in the courtyard in the warm sun and rubbed his fingers.

"Keep an eye on people for the time being, and wait for my instructions."

……

Guan Luo drove away from Zhao Changde's house.

Ya Yu was already waiting for him at the door of the Ninth Commander, and when he saw his car driving in, he immediately ran forward, looking panicked.

"Brother Nine..."

"Where's the stuff?"

"Inside the store."

"What?"

"I... Hey, you'd better go see for yourself. Ya Yu hesitated, his voice was shaking, Guan Xiao saw that he was scared like that, and scolded "no interest" and entered the Ninth Commander.

There were no customers in the store at that time, and several clerks gathered at the cash register, and when they saw Guan Luo come in, they shouted "boss" and then fell silent, but everyone had obvious fear written on their faces.

Guan Luo didn't respond, and followed Ya Yu into the back kitchen.

There was no one in the back kitchen, and Ya Yuan took a package from the cooking table next to her, the seal of the package had been torn open, and a rusty tin box was pulled out from inside, the box was very small, about the size of a fist.

"Brother Nine—" Ya Yuan handed over the box.

Guan Luo took it and just wanted to open it, but Ya Yu swallowed his breath and said, "You prepare mentally, things... Not very clean. ”

Guan Luo couldn't help frowning again, secretly suppressed a breath, his fingers pressed the edge of the iron sheet to open the box, seeing the things inside, his brain exploded at that moment, the fingers holding the iron box were tightened a little bit, the finger ends were cut by the iron sheet, and blood oozed out.

"Ninth Brother..."Ya Yu's voice trembled violently.

Guan Luo didn't squeak, his eyes scratching the contents of the box as if they were dripping blood.

Ya Yuan's eyes were already twitching: "Brother Jiu, don't be like this, you..."

"Who sent the thing?" The voice was as cold as ice.

Ya Lan took a breath: "It is said that it was the courier, and the cashier in the store signed for it, thinking that someone bought it online, but it turned out to be ...... when it was opened" Ya Lan wiped his face again, and did not dare to say any more.

Guan slightly closed his eyes in pain, squeezed the box in his hand and took a heavy breath......

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