The fat man smacked his lips, but the words that came to his mouth did not come out.

Wu Xie hurriedly ate two bites of breakfast, ran upstairs and put the ghost seal inside the three layers to make sure it was safe, put it in his backpack, looked around the furniture and furnishings in the house, and made sure that there was nothing else to bring, before locking the door.

He took all his savings, took with him the token of the ten-year covenant, and walked down the stairs with determination in his chest, like a warrior about to die heroically.

Wang Fatzi looked at Wu Xie very interestingly, swallowed his stomach early in the last bite, stood up and carried his small bag and walked to him.

"Thank you, fat man." Wu Xie said seriously.

"Come less." Wang Fatzi is a hammer on Wu Xie's shoulder.

Wu Xie was also frightened by his hypocrisy, thinking about wearing the mask of the third uncle before, and maneuvering under various conspiracies. This time, with his true appearance, without Pan Zi's assistance, what kind of situation will it become?

Thinking of Pan Zi Wu Xie's eyes darkening again, if the iron-clad man in the past was still standing next to him, what would he say?

"The road to heaven, nine thousand nine hundred and nine thousand nine hundred and nine. Sister, you boldly go forward. Go forward, don't look back. From then on, you set up the red embroidery building, threw the red hydrangea, hit my head, and drank a pot with you, red sorghum wine, red sorghum wine! Wang Fatzi was keenly aware of Wu Xie's strangeness, and sang by himself.

His singing voice was as ugly as ever, but Wu Xie's tears fell like a spring, Wu Xie never thought of himself as a big person, but this song was like a sharp knife stabbed into his chest.

"Stop singing!" Almost roaring, Wu Xie squatted down with his backpack, tears dripping on the ground and wetting the floor.

Wang Fatzi was frightened by Wu Xie, and the words of comfort were stuck in his throat but he couldn't say anything.

Wang Meng looked at the strange two people, and felt that this time the boss didn't seem to be going to Changsha to take over the handicap to do such a simple thing, just like the expressionless little brother who stood in front of the boss before, and Pan Zi, who appeared next to the third master every time, will there be any people who will disappear in people's memories when they leave this time?

For the first time, Wang Meng felt that he was also sentimental.

"Let's go!" Wu Xie stood up with his back to the fat man and said, his voice was a little hoarse but unexpectedly good.

Wang Fatzi patted Wu Xie on the shoulder and followed his gaze to the sky. The standard 45-degree angle of raising in a daze is just enough to suppress the tears flowing downward.

Zhang Qiling, you are always like this, is it because you want to suppress the melancholy and sadness in your heart?

"This time I don't want to lose anyone, I happily go to pick up my little brother and go home, and then live a peaceful life." Wu Xie clenched his fists tightly and said.

"Good! When the time comes, I will also come here to settle down and retire. Wang Fatzi said angrily.

"Wang Meng, call me if you have something." Wu Xie lightly admonished, and walked quickly towards the door.

Wang Meng looked at the disappearing figures of Wu Xie and the others, and had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Before getting on the plane, Wu Xie made a phone call without a name, and a ruffian voice came from the side of the microphone: "Yo, long time no see." ”

"Clamp lama?" Wu Xie asked straight to the point.

"What? Have you found an oil hopper? Black Glasses asked unexpectedly.

"It's much easier than that." Wu Xie said lightly.

"What do you want to do?" Dark Glasses asked vigilantly.

"To take over the third uncle's handicap, I need a pair of iron chopsticks." Wu Xie Dao.

"Where's the dumb?" Darkglasses asked curiously.

"He's taken on the responsibilities of the family, you know." Wu Xie didn't pick the way.

"Okay, but my appearance fee." The dark-glassed monster laughed.

"Old price, see you in Changsha." Wu Xie said simply, and hung up the phone without waiting for him to answer.

"Naive. Who did you invite? Seeing Wu Xie smiling weirdly, Wang Fatzi hurriedly asked.

"Black blind." Wu Xie didn't hide it.

"That black blind man who is as famous and mysterious as the little brother?" Wang Fatzi said in surprise.

"Well, he and my brother know each other, and I also got his phone number by chance, but I didn't expect it to really get through." Wu Xie said with some surprise.

"I didn't expect you to be able to invite him, let's say, who else did you talk to?" Wang Fatzi was a little frightened and touched his little heart.

"And Xiaohua also knows that I am going to Changsha, and there is nothing else." Wu Xie said lightly.

"Well, our Longtan Tiger's Den has come out with many dangerous fights, these are nothing." Wang Fatzi comforted himself.

"What is more feared than ghosts and gods is the human heart." Wu Xie said softly.

boarded the plane because Wu Xie bought a double seat, he and Wang Fatzi sat side by side, as long as he turned his face sideways, he could see that Wu Xie's calm eyes were hiding deep sadness, and Wang Fatzi didn't know how to comfort him.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't worry." Wu Xie felt Wang Fatzi's gaze, and then smiled.

"Hmm. is such a soft and pure smile, with sunshine and youthful fearlessness, sprinkled on the body like sunshine, making people look very comfortable, to be honest, people like you are not suitable for maneuvering in conspiracies and traps. Wang Fatzi commented.

"I'm also a person in the rivers and lakes, I can't help myself!" Wu Xie shook his head and said.

"Be careful that some masks won't be taken off if you've been wearing them for a long time." Wang Fatzi said seriously.

"No, I'm Wu Xizi naïve." Wu Xie quipped for the first time, and only the smile at this time made Wang Fatzi feel familiar.

"Little brother is planted on your innocence. That's it, who made my fat man so righteous, I will protect your innocence for my little brother. Wang Fatzi smiled flatteringly.

"You are less poor, you have the energy to take a good rest, and it is estimated that you will fall into a bitter battle when you get off the plane." Wu Xie frowned slightly and thought deeply.

"Don't be cranky." Wang Fatzi slapped Wu Xie on the forehead.

"Fatty, what are you doing!" Wu Xie's forehead was red, and the slap just now seemed to slap the tip of his nose, making it a little sour, and his eye circles subconsciously turned red, looking angry.

"Hey!" Wang Fatzi was happy, a sharp gaze shot at his back, Wang Fatzi subconsciously looked around, that feeling would not be wrong, it was the feeling that every time he bullied the innocent, the little brother's threatening eye knife shot over.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Xie felt the strangeness of Wang Fatzi and hurriedly asked.

"I said naïve, are you sure that the little brother is really in that broken door? Why did I seem to feel my brother's eye knife in the moment just now? Wang Fatzi said with some uneasiness.