He's powerful.

The most important thing is this thing that everyone craves!

Money.

In his eyes, it's just a bunch of numbers.

As the second young master of the right family.

It is also the general control of the whole Beijing as the power of commerce.

He is almost as good at collecting money as his father!

For money.

It's just a constant and inexhaustible supply!

Not for a while.

The steward, extremely respectfully, returned to the side of the power.

"Things... Done? ”

The eyes were extremely calm, and the indifferent voice slowly spread in the huge villa, and the housekeeper heard the words of the power, and his face was even more respectful!

"Young master, I have already negotiated with the newly appointed prefect of Hejian Mansion, and the other party has promised to allow you to bring a team of guards into the war zone hospital, and the other party's offer is 100 million yuan in cash."

Hearing the butler's words, Quan Shi nodded with satisfaction.

One hundred million.

For others, it may be a wealth that cannot be earned in a lifetime.

For him.

But it's just, it's at your fingertips.

"You go directly to his account, I have the power to do business, and I have always been very happy."

Hearing the powerful words, the housekeeper just wanted to leave, but as if he suddenly remembered something else, the voice of doubt came out again.

"Childe, he only asked us to bring a team of guards, these people... Isn't it a little ......? ”

The voice of inquiry reverberated in the hall of the villa, and when the power sitting on the sofa heard the words, the corners of his mouth drew an arc, and the sarcasm in his eyes was directly undisguised.

"A team... Guard? ”

"He didn't say what the standard of this guard was."

As soon as these words came out, the butler's eyes were even more respectful.

Of course he could hear it.

The faint murderous intent in those words!

Looking at the departing figure of the housekeeper, Quan Shi picked up the swaying bright red and drank it all in one gulp.

A team of guards.

Within the four realms, there are naturally differences.

Westside, a team.

It was three hundred and eighty-one.

In the north, it is a hundred.

But he has the right to be a family.

Be... Beneath the East!

Weaving under its guards......

It is better than the other three realms of weaving, and adding up... And more!

Eastern Guard!

A team... Eight hundred and thirty-one!

Together!

One side!

And this time.

He came to the North.

His father... He also deliberately sent the guards under the command of the Quan family to his command!

As soon as I thought of this, the eyes of the powerful people were even more gloomy!

Dare to insult his family like this!

Immortal......

Can't... Pingzun Fury!

……

Zhang Dong sat on the bench outside the ward, smoking slowly.

Many of the doctors around him looked at him with suspicious eyes, but no one dared to stop him.

Even though.

In hospitals, there are regulations.

Smoking is not allowed.

But stipulated.

Today it is only formulated for the majority of the population.

There is a small group of people.

Inborn.

There is no need to comply with the regulations.

As the tobacco burned to the position of the cigarette butt, Zhang Dong dropped the cigarette butt casually with his fingers, and then, his body stood up, and the black leather boots stepped on the cigarette butt.

Up.

It's time too.

At that moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the hospital hallway.

Qiao Qingtian was walking like the wind at the moment, and when he saw that resolute figure, his heart couldn't stop hurrying!

The distance of more than ten meters took only a few seconds.

Kneeling on one knee in front of Zhang Dong, in his eyes, he was extremely respectful!

Hearing the sound of kneeling behind him, Zhang Dong didn't even turn around.

"Wait for me outside the door."

An incomparably indifferent voice came out, and then, with one hand, he gently pushed open the door of the ward, and the black leather boots made an incomparably pure sound.

Footsteps... Step in slowly.

Qiao Qingtian stood outside the door, looking at the figure who entered with reverence.

And he.

It's motionless, standing still!

The realm lord told him to wait outside.

How dare he... Resentful Lord?!

Zhang Dong entered the ward, Gu Yi's slightly beautiful eyes were full of red, and the bedding had already been wet with her tears, Zhang Dong slowly came to her side and patted her back gently.

"Girl, let's go out for a while."

"Brother Teng and I have something to talk about."

Zhang Dong... There are a lot of questions.

And these doubts.

Can only be unraveled by Gouten.

Gu Yiwei heard Zhang Dong's words, got up slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her slender hands, and slowly left the ward step by step.

With the sound of "crunching" closing the door, Zhang Dong threw aside a box of cigarettes packaged in the blood-stained ancient city very casually.

from there.

Smoke two cigarettes.

One of them.

Hold it in your mouth

And another.

It is put in the mouth of Goteng.

"It's suffocated these days, you're the same as the soul dragon, you say quit smoking, I don't know how many years you've quit, but now, this smoking addiction still hasn't quit."

It seemed to be chattering about the words of home, and when Gou Teng heard it, a thoughtful smile appeared on his pale face.

"yes."

"After all these years, I still haven't quit smoking."

Zhang Dong took out the silver lighter, a flame like a spiritual snake, and rushed to the tobacco in Goteng's mouth.

"If you don't quit, don't quit, the result is the same anyway."

Taking a deep breath, the incomparably spicy smoke rushed directly from his nose into his throat, and the sudden violentness almost made Gou Teng choke.

The tears are about to be smoked out, and the smoke on the mouth is still the same.

And Zhang Dong.

It is a slow puff of smoke.

Time.

Between the two, there was nothing to say.

Only smoking.

Maybe.

Among men.

Smoking is a kind of silent communication.

A cigarette burns quickly.

It's like time outside the window.

Zhang Dong was silent for a long time, and his voice finally came out.

"Goiteng, you... Hate me? ”

This question.

In Zhang Dong's heart, it has long been haunting.

Actually, after the Gu family's incident.

Zhang Dong already had a trace of doubt about the belief he had insisted on in the past ten years.

Give up a small family for everyone.

This is an ancient saying that has been circulated in Yongzhou for I don't know how many years.

But.

Zhang Dong is... I can't stop asking.

This world.

If you don't have a small family, where will you come from?!

There are only tens of millions of small families.

Talent will become everyone!

However, Zhang Dong's small family was almost ruined by people!

In this way, how can he continue to fight for everyone?!

Gou Teng, who was lying on the hospital bed, heard Zhang Dong's words, and there was a deep color in his eyes.

"Hate?"

"You are the Lord of this great realm, and I... Why should I hate you? My legs and feet are broken, and I can only say that I deserve to be doomed. ”

"And you're the one who really should be hated."

Hearing Gou Teng's words, Zhang Dong's eyes lifted slightly.

"That's... Where did it come from? ”

The voice is indifferent, but what is hidden under this indifference is an incomparably turbulent waves!

It's like the Zhongyan River that rushes for thousands of miles.

At this moment, he turned into a water dragon.

Towards the great Yongzhou......

Galloping is coming!

"Ahem... Cough...! ”

He coughed heavily, and the sound of Goteng came out again.

"You should hate, and you are also the only person in the vast Yongzhou who is qualified to talk about this word!"