This is a real land of freedom, there is no distinction between countries and beliefs, as long as you are diligent, you can find your own job here, people from all over the world settle down here, and live their own peaceful life!

If there is a common belief among ethnic minority friends from all over the world, then there is no doubt that it is Ma Chengfeng, the "desert scorpion"!

Five years later, Ma Chengfeng returned to his hometown with his two wives. The formation of this group is not small, and the development of five years has made Ma Chengfeng's wealth already rich. He went home and took a special train. He took his two wives to kneel in front of his grandmother's grave and kowtow, and then spent a lot of money to build the Ma family ancestral hall in Lishutun.

A family of three sat in a house that was once destitute, and fell on the small kang and laughed and laughed.

Xiao Man and Hu Xiaoci wear gold and silver, and the sapphire the size of a pigeon's egg on Chang Xiaoman's neck is worth nine figures, which is really envious of others.

Before leaving, Ma Chengfeng and the others revisited the hometown of Rehe, and they talked with Na Xiu about wine, and drank for three days and three nights. He also sent a warm invitation to his good buddies, but Na Xiu is in a different situation from him, Na Xiu can't leave, this is his ancestral business, and if Bai Su doesn't leave, Na Xiu will naturally not leave. The two brothers said goodbye, never thinking that this farewell was goodbye!

By the way, back in Rehe, Ma Chengfeng also met an old acquaintance.

On the old street, Zhang Huifang, who is only 22 years old, is full of melasma and wrinkles, like a forty-year-old lady. She carried a four- or five-year-old child on her back and a newborn baby in her arms. Next to him is a well-dressed ruffian. The little ruffian muttered and scolded her as he walked.

"Why don't you go? It's been eight lifetimes of blood mold to marry a girl like you! ”

At this time, Xiao Man and Xiao Fox just walked across the road, they were the same age, but in comparison, the two little daughters-in-law had not changed in the slightest from five years ago, and they were still immature and delicate little faces. Look at this dress dressed in gold and silver, she is a woman living in two worlds.

"Chick? Come and give Uncle Lehe? Uncle gives money? Zhang Huifang's husband whistled at the two beauties on the other side of the road, took out ten yuan from his arms and shook it.

"Hehe......" Ma Chengfeng took off his six-figure sunglasses and walked over step by step.

How noble his current status is, where can Alimu and the others allow this little ruffian to tease his sister-in-law. Immediately rushed up and pushed the guy to the ground.

"Ah!! Don't fight, don't fight!! Zhang Huifang cried in fright and hugged him in front of the man.

"Hey!" Chang Xiaoman took Cheng Feng's arm and sighed, and then picked Zhang Huifang up. "Cheng Feng, forget it."

"Cheng Feng? Are you Cheng Feng? I ......" Zhang Huifang threw the two children directly to the man as if she saw a life-saving straw, jumped up and knelt on the ground and hugged Ma Chengfeng's legs.

Ma Chengfeng's crocodile leather shoes were shiny and shiny, and the sun flickered, which just reflected Zhang Huifang's old face on the upper.

"Cheng Feng, take me away! Take me away! You love me, don't you? Do you remember when you were a kid? Everyone in the tunzi looks down on you, only me, only I am willing to play with you! Huifang pleaded bitterly.

"Damn, stinky bitch, do you want to be ashamed? Seducing a man in front of Lao Tzu? I won't peel you off when I get home! "That little ruffian hasn't seen the situation clearly, and his mouth is still unforgiving.

"Huifang, you...... What do you do now? How are you doing? Knowing that her life was worse than death, Ma Chengfeng still asked her so.

"I ...... I ......" Huifang reluctantly looked back at her husband, trying to speak again, but couldn't say a word.

"What else can she do with her? This boss, what's up? Do you like it? Ouch, you're quite heavy-hearted, huh? As long as you give me this number, this girl will be yours, how about I take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau for divorce immediately? Her man held out five fingers in a humble manner.

"Can you sell your daughter-in-law? Is your husband enough? ”

Alimu behind him came up with a punch and kick, until he was covered in blood and couldn't speak. Ma Chengfeng is such a big person, he will naturally bring a lot of strategists with him wherever he goes, and the local gentry and the big men of business and politics also have to accompany him, at this time, someone whispered in his ear that this Zhang Huifang is actually "selling meat".

"Hey!" Ma Chengfeng couldn't bear it, after all, it was his first love. Wrote her a six-figure check and threw it on the ground.

"Hey, the old problem of the father-in-law has been committed again?" The little raccoon muttered.

"Little fox, don't talk nonsense, Cheng Feng is in a bad mood, let's go!" Chang Wumei stretched out her hand to push Zhang Huifang away, took Ma Chengfeng's arm and walked away.

Maybe you think that this is the rhythm of the end of the story. Ma Chengfeng has everything he wants, lives the small life he wants, and from then on he is the enemy of the Central Plains rivers and lakes, and I will not offend me.

It is very satisfying, but there is never a shortage of legends on the rivers and lakes, Ma Chengfeng is a legend, and Wushuang is a legend...... But they're not the only ones! Two books, I wrote about the different lives of the two protagonists!

Next, let's move on to a new story. This bloody river and lake will usher in a new era and a new legend. This child may not have Wushuang's illustrious family background, nor Ma Chengfeng's talent. But he's handsome! Good luck! There are so many women!

This story also starts with Ma Chengfeng and them.

After Ji Xinzheng followed Ma Chengfeng back to Mobei, he was basically in a state of retirement, and Ma Chengfeng didn't want to trouble him if there was nothing important. After Ji Xinzheng recovered from his injury, he began to travel around the world to enjoy life.

One day, Ji Xinzheng returned from Bashu, and as soon as he walked to the edge of the desert, he saw a lot of ragged foreign refugees near the oil town.

The outbreak of war in country B, coupled with the lack of rain in the desert this year, has made the people miserable. The north of the desert is littered with corpses. More and more refugees are crossing the border with their families to find a new life here.

"Slow down, slow down, you can put them in the refugee camp first." In front of the roadcard at the entrance of the town, Chu Xiangyun wiped his sweat while arranging how to take in the refugees.

"Miss Chu, we can't arrange it anymore, the refugee camp is full, and there is a big drought this year, so we don't have much water!"

Thousands of refugees are still making their way towards the oil town, the sun is scorching, and the poor refugees are yellow-skinned and thin, and every few steps someone falls into the scorching desert to feed the vultures.