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After saying that, he froze in place for a while, and his unfocused gaze skimmed over the solid wood display cabinet placed along the wall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It contains a large number of trophies and medals that he has won over the years, although it has been years but it is still spotless, and it is clear that there is no shortage of people who have been taking care of it all these years. The golden light shines like a majestic pyramid. But he showed a very disdainful expression, as if all this was worthless, and stepped forward and shook his hand and knocked a solid wood cabinet to the ground. With a loud bang and shattering glass, the towering pyramid turned into foam. The disintegrated trophies and medals resemble the stumps of the Sphinx, scattered around the massive corpse of the piano. After a while, there was no even the dying sound of impact. 'Hahaha!' came out of his dry throat at this point. For the first time, he felt that he had returned color to this time and space, and he felt more satisfied than ever. They smiled mockingly at Qu Lan and said, "Of course I know that this is the piano I play for a small time, but so what? Hmph! I wish the whole world was finished!"

'I see!' Qu Lan replied, without the heart-wrenching expression he had just had, and for some reason the corners of his mouth were the same banter. 'I said, your violin hasn't been replaced, it's still in the study?!'

'Why are you asking this?' The sudden question made Kang Lok feel a hint of foreboding.

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, it is to draw the most gorgeous end to the first half of your blind life!"

The words of '......' were still in the corner of Kang Lele's mouth, and the sneer had frozen. Although Qu Lan didn't say it explicitly, he was already clear about his intentions. 'Don't!' he blurted out. involuntarily grabbed Qu Lan, who turned around and went straight to the study.

But Qu Lan shook him away, and said, "Are you worried that I won't be ruthless enough?" Hmph! We have grown up together since childhood, and even if more than ten years of friendship are not enough to stick a knife in your ribs, it is more than enough for the enemy to find you a few burial bones, and the ashes will be scattered!' The voice is still in his hand, he has already picked up the brass metronome that has rolled off the ground, and the 'knife' in his hand has been said to be too late, and it has already smashed on the piano lid. Soon a deep pit appeared on the lid, and the tiny cracks around it spread rapidly in all directions along the texture of the wood at a speed that could be seen by the eye. Became scarred after a low **. 'Then you should rest assured!' Contrary to the piano's bruises, Qu Lan said to him in a smug tone.