Under the bright starry sky, in front of the lawn of the villa in front of the east of Macau, it is surrounded by lights, and the colorful fluorescence reflects this place like a paradise on earth.

Here, it is a villa bought by Chen Zhengxin, covering an area of one acre, with a total value of more than 10 million in the 90s. Maybe it's to celebrate the aftermath of the catastrophe, or maybe it's to tell everyone in Macau that I, Chen Zheng, have taken in a well-behaved daughter. Chen Zheng and his wife, who have always been industrious and thrifty, did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy this villa from the hands of a wealthy businessman, and then spent a month of rush to renovate it, and finally completed the construction on Xiao Shishi's twelfth birthday.

"Where are you going to go and stay in Macau in the coming days? Every inch of land is expensive here, and with Tanglin to help you, you can definitely get along. Fan Wuchang stood beside me with a glass of red wine, looking at the group of lively and lovely children in the middle of the lawn, his eyes fell into contemplation.

I stood side by side with him, smiling and answering his questions.

"Macau is a place where every inch of land is valuable, and it is easy to make money, but it is also easy to die. I want to live a few more years, I don't want to die so young," I replied as I took a sip of red wine.

Under the bright night sky, Fan Wuchang and I stood quietly in the corner of the lawn. Playful night view, lively villa. All of this is incompatible with us.

"When are you going to leave?" Fan Wuchang sighed, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his dark eyes.

I teased him and said, "Why, don't you want us." ”

Fan Wuchang pursed the corners of his mouth, smiled at his shoulders, took a deep breath of his cigar, and threw something at me with his very stylish and cool hand.

I took it and spread it out, and I found ...... He threw over a gold coin, an old, collectible foreign gold coin.

"What is this?"

"With this gold coin, I promise, even if you rape the daughter of an underworld boss in any country in the future and fall in love with his wife, this gold coin can make them respect you and never dare to touch you."

"Forehead......" I looked at the gold coin in my hand, and then at Fan Wuchang. At the same time, I couldn't help but cry and laugh. Look at what this product says, what does it mean to be strong and strong, and to be someone's daughter...... I'm Chen Haisheng, does it look like this?

"What is the origin of this gold coin? How could he be in your hands! I asked, puzzled, holding the gold coin

At this time, a proud smile appeared on Fan Wuchang's face.

"This is what my master handed down to me, my master ...... He is one of the descendants of the founder of Hongmen. Fan Wuchang raised his head proudly, and when he talked about his master, his expression could not hide his pride.

"Hongmen is the ancestor of the Big Circle Gang, the Chaozhou Gang, and the local gangs in Hong Kong and Macao, the Triads, and Tanglin are all split from Hongmen." Fan Wuchang raised his head and said proudly: "Ordinary people think that only the mafia, the Yamaguchi-gumi, are international gangsters. But I don't know that our Hongmen's footprints have already spread to every corner of the world. Every country, every region, has the footprints of our Hongmen in China. Whether it's Paris, or Chinatown in the United States, there are traces of our Hongmen! ”

Fan Wuchang straightened his body, not feeling inferior to himself at all because he was a person in the underworld, but on the contrary, he was deeply proud. Of course, Fan Wuchang is telling the truth. Hongmen is definitely the number one gang in the world. It's just that what Fan Wuchang said was the former Hongmen.

In the past, Hongmen was indeed spread to every corner of the world. At that time, Hongmen was about loyalty, filial piety, and faithfulness, and about serving the country and the people. They were a non-governmental organization organized by anti-Qing fighters. Even in the development of the Republic of China, Hongmen also contributed a lot of strength to resist Japan. After liberation, countries that tend to become more and more prosperous will naturally not tolerate the word gangsters.

So far, the disciples of Hongmen have traveled far and wide, scattered in Hong Kong, Macao and abroad. Rao is like this, at this time, Hongmen is still an organization worthy of the admiration of others. The scattered disciples spontaneously twisted into a ball, confronting the local gangs abroad, and spoke out fiercely for those overseas Chinese who were oppressed abroad.

However, I don't know where to start, the word Hongmen has completely changed its nature from beginning to end. Perhaps, as a great man put it. What really corrupts the heart is the mountains of gold and silver. Sometimes, maggots don't come in from the outside. Greedy desires also tend to extend from within.

The huge Hongmen began to split in the long river of time, and the triads, aventurine, and countless other large gangs and small factions spontaneously emerged. In order to fight for territory, they did not hesitate to kill each other, and the fight was bloody. For money, for power, for satisfying desires that sprout deep in your heart. Selling drugs, taking arms, forcing good people to become prostitutes, and doing all kinds of evil.

So much so that in the later period, the gang split by Hongmen became a gangster with a real deservedness, or in other words, it was not until this time that Hongmen was really tied to the word black for eternity.

Therefore, I don't agree with Fan Wuchang's pride. At the very least, he only remembered the glory of Hongmen, but ignored the harm that this organization later did to the people.

"I took the coin, but I only remember that it was given to me by my friend! What is his nature, what is his origin, I don't know, and I don't want to know. Holding the gold coin, I stared at Fan Wuchang and said with burning eyes.

What answered me was Fan Wuchang's smile. He turned around inexplicably, and then left me with a dashing back.

"I still owe you a life, if I have the chance, I will definitely pay it back to you, goodbye to the rivers and lakes!" As he walked away, he shook his hand, and there was sadness and loneliness in his pretended chic tone. He didn't look back at me until he disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Perhaps, deep down, he wanted to turn around and give me a hard bear hug. But at the same time, in this sincere righteousness, there is a deep guilt hidden.

I know. Fan Wuchang actually wanted to hand over this gold coin to the fat man. It's just that he hasn't been able to open his heart and chat seriously with the fat man for a while.

That night, on the roof of Chen Mo's building, he ordered his subordinates to besiege the fat man and besiege his savior. He raised the knife in his hand and stabbed us mercilessly. His heart was bleeding. This scene may become a nightmare that he will never let go of in his heart.

Standing in the wind for a long time, looking at his fading back, I finally sighed helplessly, grabbed the gold coin, and walked into the glorious villa.

In the villa, Shishi and a group of children were having fun, and Grandma Red was doting on her. As I came in, she seemed to think of me and smiled sweetly at me.

Looking straight through the doorway, on the wall of the main hall of the villa, hung a small silver sword that was gradually rusting. This sword is the same flying sword that we have been cornered several times in the assassination. His master, hired by the Descending Tiger, was finally killed by my fighting method. Chen Zheng retrieved the sword and hung it in the main hall.

Three days ago, Chen Zheng was kneeling here for me and the fat man in front of everyone in Tanglin. Regardless of everyone's opposition, he resolutely suffered the punishment of Tanglin's "Righteousness", with thirty-six sticks and broken sticks. Seventy-two bottles, which smashed his head.

This is Chen Zheng's confession for what he has done, and no one can stop him from breaking up. Moreover, Chen Zheng hung this small silver sword in his home, and engraved the names of me and the fat man on the sword.

In Chen Zheng's words, this was his mistake, and he once unforgivably attacked his savior. He was to always remember this lesson. Let future generations remember this kindness forever. Always remember that his and Dong Yumin's lives were given by two Taoist priests.

Compared with Fan Wuchang's evasion and cowardice, Chen Zheng has more daring to act.

The night gradually came to an end. The fat man and Yuan Qiu were very drunk, and when they saw people, they called them brothers.

The fat man was crazy all night, full of nonsense, sometimes lewd, sometimes like a decent gentleman. All in all, the fat man tonight had a lot of fun, and seemed to have forgotten the existence of Fan Wuchang.

On the surface, I have no heart and no lungs, but in fact, I know that there is wisdom hidden in that round head. He knew Fan Wuchang, and he also had insight into Fan Wuchang's true thoughts in his heart.

For a long time, as long as he saw Fan Wuchang, the fat man would lose two sentences. Or, the unreliable obscenity twice, while making everyone speechless, Fan Wuchang, who was also angry, almost exploded. He didn't do it because he was by nature, he did it on purpose.

If two people are unhappy, there must always be one person who pretends to be indecent. Otherwise, the hidden depression will be revealed, and how will this sadness be dispersed.

But tonight, all the cover-ups are in vain, parting is always sad, and when it is sad, people always do not vomit unpleasantly.

He really wanted to say to Fan Wuchang: "Actually, I don't remember the knife you stabbed at all." Those tomato rotten eggs besieging me, I also know that you are afraid that I will be bored, so you came to practice for me. ”

It's just that even if he is cheerful by nature, Fan Wuchang won't think like this. Although Fan Wuchang is cold, he attaches great importance to righteousness, and his temperament is also pedantic that does not match his appearance.

No one knew how much Fan Wuchang's heart hurt that night, and no one knew how much Fan Wuchang was tortured by this pedantic nature.

Sometimes, that's how people are. Even if they know the root of the problem, they are powerless to untie this knot. Because this ups and downs of the world has given rise to different forms of human nature. So much so that all the seemingly perfect methods are in this extreme human nature...... Fall into the shade.