Ma Lihai lowered his head and didn't dare to talk, the hand hidden behind him pinched the corner of his clothes, because he was too hard, his muscles were bulging, and his joints were white.

He thought that after defecting, he would get the corresponding status and respect with his strength, but unfortunately, in the eyes of others, he was just a stronger traitor.

"Then, I'll go and change their residence back at once."

"No need, since I've done it, I've done it, I don't care what the people in the Northern Dynasty think." The young man asked, "What else is there to say?" ”

"Wu Meiniang suddenly arrived in the city and went shopping along the way." Ma Lihai asked, "Do you need to control the people she has come into contact with?" ”

"No need, it's just a small act of dying and struggling." The young man said, "Go down, don't make your own decisions." ”

With a humiliated Ma Lihai, he was thinking about whether his defection was worth it along the way.

After the people in the room were almost gone, a middle-aged man came out of the shadows, the dim light shone on his old and sickly face, he picked up a glass of red wine and tasted the wine in the glass without hurry, the wine was green and sweet, but it was not very suitable for his taste.

The young man stood at the window, looking out of the window, his eyes were completely opposite to the bright lights outside, dark and cold, and his fingers rubbed a crystal round agate wrench.

"Qianyang, over the years, I have watched you get to where you are today, and I am generally clear about the means." The sick man spoke softly, finally broke the silence, glanced at the slender figure with slanted eyes, retracted his gaze and said seriously: "I know, and those old men know it too." ”

The middle-aged man is Wang Qianyuan, who has been ignored and even ridiculed by many people, and now the prime minister of the Gyeongdu regime who is in danger and needs international intervention. Although being despised is a papier-mâché prime minister, this is also the reason why he can wander around without attracting the attention of others.

The Qianyang in his mouth is his younger brother who is twenty years younger than him, Wang Qianyang, the controller behind the "free capital".

"Not surprising at all." Wang Qianyang sneered.

"Since you obviously know that we are all watching you do things, why don't you know what it means to be obscure, be a little more restrained, and be a little more cautious?" Wang Qianyuan frowned and said, the cultivation of the future helmsman of a country is never something that can be achieved overnight, and it requires a long period of consideration, perhaps ten, twenty, or even thirty or forty years.

Now that Wang Qianyuan is trying not to do some dirty things for those old men, he is planning to sacrifice himself to fight for his younger brother, so many powerful competitors have been defeated by the civil war, and even Bai Mingyang, a genius who has been outstanding for decades, has been given up by the old men, how can the Wang family take his turn.

"Why should I be a puppet at your behest of all?" Wang Qianyang said with a smile, his voice was soft and even cold, and he could feel that he was suppressing, suppressing his anger that might reach a critical point at any time.

"You should know who we are."

Wang Qianyuan has never seen any storms, so naturally he will not be surprised by Wang Qianyang's emotional fluctuations, he just frowned slightly, put down the wine glass with some difficulty, and said a very simple sentence————Who are we?"

Without any feelings and questions, Wang Qianyuan is reminding his younger brother Wang Qianyang.

"Who are we?"

Wang Qianyang's eyes were gloomy, he turned around suddenly, and said with a smile: "My good brother, tell me, who are we?" ”

"Descendants of the Wang family."

Wang Qianyuan poured himself a glass of boiled water, but he didn't look at Wang Qianyang's hideous face, four words faintly, he didn't feel anything in the eyes of outsiders, but Wang Qianyuan understood that this surname was an indescribable bump and blood and tears, just like saying that the Bai family still has the possibility of rehabilitation, then the Wang family is really an existence that can't turn over when it comes to the country.

The old people who stayed in the Youyan Forbidden City back then all understood that no one could mention that matter.

"Hehe, it turns out that you still know the Wang family!"

Wang Qianyang laughed nervously: "This is really a very glorious surname, no wonder so many pavilion elders are staring at me, the remnants of the Wang family, who have not dried up, even if they are all fucking dying and still staring at me!" The descendants of the Wang family, you still remember! Wang Qianyuan, believe it or not, I killed you for the dead ghost father? ”

Wang Qianyuan was ridiculed by tens of millions of people and did not change his face, but now he smiled indifferently and took a sip of boiled water.

In his opinion, the younger brother in a crazy state is not terrible, but the terrible thing is Wang Qianyang who is calm. It would be nice if it weren't so extreme, the younger brother in front of him would be a perfect politician, and if there was a possibility and opportunity, he would become a politician.

Why are these highly acclaimed young people without exception paranoid to the point of madness?

"Actually, I've been killing you for a long time, the reason why you are still alive here to drink boiled water is just because he doesn't want you to die, it's as simple as that, this year, the son kills the father, and the father kills the son, because you are in my way, but he said, you can't die, so you live." Wang Qianyang muttered to himself.

"Him?"

Wang Qianyuan was keenly aware of the information that his younger brother seemed to have accidentally missed, and asked meaningfully, "Who?" ”

"You're not qualified to know."

Wang Qianyang shrugged, the violent aura that had just gathered disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of tranquility and indifference that those old people could not match, he lay on the sofa and asked: "Wang Qianyuan, I know your doubts, in your opinion, I just need to be careful to be an obedient flag, maybe, with the current turbulent situation, you are desperate to pave the way for me, and when the old guys die, I can steadily enter the Central Committee as a member, enter the Politburo in a few years, and become a member of the Standing Committee after the whole territory is restored, If I'm lucky, the person in front of me accidentally fights, and I can sit in that position, yes or no? ”

"Since you know my good intentions, why should you rush into such a completely unnecessary drawing?" Wang Qianyuan looked at this younger brother who was able to control himself, and found that he really hadn't seen through him all these years.

On the table in front of him was a thick stack of materials, all of which were Wang Qianyang's own initiative to talk to Meters. In the process of placing the armistice site in Shanghai, there are many deeds that make the old people in Qingdu sleepless, and ordinary people only need one of the above ones, which is enough for them to be beheaded with cruise missiles.

"Say, what decision did the old men make to lock up me, the remnant of the Wang family, for the rest of their lives, as they did back then? Or was it solved directly with one bullet? Wang Qianyang sneered, poured a little red wine, and there was no trace of timidity on his fair and handsome face.

"You control Shanghai City very well, but in politics everyone is afraid of too much, which political tumbler is an eventful person?"

Wang Qianyuan sighed and said: "With Bai Mingyang's experience, they are much more sensitive than before, my years of hard work have been in vain, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Cut, it's all on this, I don't bother to pay attention to these things."

Wang Qianyang smiled and said, "My good brother, still don't read out the verdict of the elders against me?" ”

Wang Qianyuan sighed and slowly got up, picked up the materials, and when he walked to the door, he said: "After the armistice meeting, don't go into politics, business, and the army, go to Qingdu to be an ordinary person, and take care of the Wang family's old mansion." ”

Wang Qianyang smiled and watched his various walks out, and when the door closed, he said to the shadow: "Turtle son, I really let you say it right, Zhang Fengming, this old guy is playing with praying mantis and catching cicadas and yellow finches." ”

"But what the world doesn't know is that we are the Yellow Sparrows."

Out of the darkness came a young man wearing a sword, his eyes were cold, and he quietly pushed the sword out halfway, with murderous intent.