At this time, Hong Sheng, who was sure to win the ticket, learned that Murong Matsuda had ambushed a gunman, and his face immediately lost his life as if it were dead ashes, and he sat down on the chair, looking at Murong Matsuda with blank eyes!

"Hong Sheng, what am I asking you? Do you still think you can kill me?"

Hong Sheng didn't answer, just looked at Murong Panasonic hatefully, isn't it already in front of you who loses and who wins?

"You're scolding me!" Murong Songxia suddenly glared at Hong Shengdao!

"Huh?" Hong Sheng was startled, he was just thinking about it in his heart, so he could know. Raising his eyes, he saw that Murong Matsushi was showing a rather hedgehog smile, knowing that he had been deceived, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and asked, "Gunman, you laid an ambush early in the morning? Do you know that I will come here?

"What do you say?" Murong Matsushi asked rhetorically.

"It must be so!" Hong Sheng's tone was very erect, but he was very desperate in his heart, he thought that today must be the death day of Murong Song, but he didn't expect it to be his own death!

"Hehe, Hong Sheng, although we are really meeting for the first time today, I find that I have begun to understand you a little!"

"You know me?" Hong Sheng found that he couldn't keep up with Murong Panason's leaping thinking.

"You're a very confident person, but this self-confidence is a bit too much, it turns into arrogance, in other words, it's self-righteousness!"

"You-" Hong Sheng was so angry that he pointed at Murong Songxia with one hand, but the other hand had already reached into his pocket, touching the small and delicate revolver, his heart was a little more stable, if he had to die today, he would have to pull a cushion on his back.

"Actually, you really have a chance to kill me today!It's just that you didn't cherish it!" Murong Song shook his head and sighed, as if he was a little resentful that Hong Sheng was not too angry, "Hong Sheng, I'll be honest with you, we met today purely by chance, I didn't know that you would come to Long Island until you were talking to the fish bait just now! Before your son came to borrow a chair from me and you walked over, you had a chance to turn me off, because my gunner was not in place at that time!"

Hong Sheng: "......"

"But you want to play a game of cat and mouse, and after you catch a mouse, you don't hurry up and eat it, but you want to play and tease!hehe!!"

Murong Song's words Hong Sheng understood, and the final result was that he was tricked by a mouse.

"As the leader of a gang, seeing six ways and listening to all directions, that's a must, because it's hard to say when you'll die, maybe you can live to ninety-nine, maybe you have to go to see Hades the next moment, but it's a pity that you are pampered, and you think that in your one-acre and three-point land, you have to pretend to be a master from time to time and put a score. As a result, you'll become a grandson!"

Being treated as a lesson like a little child, Hong Sheng's face was embarrassed and embarrassed, but what else could he say if it fell into the hands of others, but he still didn't understand, since it was a chance encounter, how did Murong Song's gunman come about?

"What's the matter? Are you still wondering?" Murong Panasonic really seemed to have perspective eyes, and he could see whatever Hong Sheng was thinking.

"Indeed!" Hong Sheng nodded expressionlessly.

"Okay, I'm a little idle anyway, then I'll give you an explanation!" Murong Matsune said and stretched out his finger and pointed to the old man Murong who was sitting on the side, still only focusing on catching his own fish, and ignoring his foreign affairs, said to Hong Sheng, "Do you think my old father is so old that he can push me to come here from two more mountains?"

After Murong Matsushi said, Hong Sheng finally understood, and said in a lost voice: "You didn't come with two people?"

"Hehe, Hong Sheng, I said that you are not good enough, you still don't admit it!" Murong Song said and pointed to the chair where Hong Sheng was sitting, "Do you think that when two people come to fish, they must bring an extra chair to furnish? You can't see such a simple thing, you are still a faucet? Tsk, I don't rarely talk about you!"

Hong Sheng was very low-key on this trip, but no matter how low-key he was, he also brought two bodyguards and a nanny, and Murong Panasonic and Old Man Murong were more low-key than Hong Sheng, but no matter what, there would not be only two people traveling.

It turned out that although Hong Sheng and the others saw only two people here, Murong Panasonic and Old Man Murong, in fact, they were not only two people, but three people, and the other person was a special nanny who took care of their diet and drama, protected their life safety, and waited for them before and after the saddle, a woman who could be both a nanny and a driver who could be both a bodyguard and a driver.

Now, the chair that Hong Sheng is sitting on is the special nanny sitting, just now, when Hong Sheng and the others have not arrived, this special nanny is a little upset because he is not used to the local farm food, and he can't help but run to the convenience, because it is a woman, and he is not very old, the more hidden the convenient place is, the better, but he can't let the two adults out of sight, so he is in the jungle on the shore.

When Hong Sheng appeared, Murong Song, who was still old and dizzy, recognized him at a glance, but Hong Sheng didn't recognize him with a fisherman's hat, so Murong Song pretended not to know anything, and concentrated on fishing, but in fact, he quietly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the special nanny......

"Hong Sheng, how is it?, you do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth, now it's my turn to kill you!" Murong Songxia shouted coldly.

Hong Sheng's face turned white, cold sweat broke out, and he muttered, "But, I don't want to die yet!"

Murong Matsushi smiled, "If you can live, who wants to die! But if you were me, would you let go of your enemy so easily?"

Hong Sheng was speechless.

"But forget it, today is my old man's birthday, and it's not appropriate to kill!" Murong Song said slowly.

Hong Sheng was overjoyed, and hugged his fists, "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, today's grace of not killing, I have written it down!"

Anyway, Hong Sheng is going to take people away!

"Slow!" Murong Song raised his hand and shouted, and when the voice fell, the special nanny hiding in the shadows fired another shot, hitting the feet of Hong Sheng and the others.

Hong Sheng had no choice but to stop, turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that you won't kill today?"

"Yes!" Murong Song nodded, "The death penalty can be avoided, but just let you go, don't say it's me or my brother of the Yihe Gang, even you yourself don't want to go?"

"What the hell do you want?" Hong Sheng said angrily.

"Don't you deserve something, should you leave something?" Murong Matsu said lightly.

His point is clear: capital sins can be forgiven, but living sins cannot be forgiven.

Hong Sheng looked at Murong Panasonic for a while, his face was blue and white for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted, "Come on!"

A bodyguard hurriedly took out a heavy short knife from his arms and handed it to Hong Sheng.

"Father, don't!" the old one hurriedly stopped in front of Hong Sheng.

"Get out of the way!" Hong Sheng said coldly with a calm face.

The old one came into contact with Hong Sheng's cold and sharp eyes, and finally had to get out of the way.

Hong Sheng snatched the knife from the bodyguard's hand, squatted down, put one of his hands on the stake on the wooden bridge, was ruthless, gritted his teeth and slashed down.

Blood splattered, and half of Hong Sheng's palm was cut off by himself.

The knife fell, Hong Sheng's face was so pale that there was no blood, the old one hurriedly took off his coat, tore two pieces and wanted to bandage Hong Sheng, but Hong Sheng didn't let him, the blood from his broken palm dripped directly, and his eyes stared at Murong Songxia tightly, "Murong Song, is this enough?"

"Yo, what are you doing here!" Murong Matsuxia pretended to be very surprised, "I mean, today is my old man's birthday, you should give something as a gift, who made you hurt yourself!"

Hong Sheng gritted his teeth and stared at Murong Songxia fiercely.

Murong Matsuda also stared at him, although he was sitting there, he was condescending, but that momentum completely belonged to the king.

Hong Sheng stretched out his hand, pulled it in front of his neck, and a gold necklace with a jade Buddha was torn off, thrown in front of Murong Matsu, and said, "I wish the old man a year and a year!"

"Alas, forget it, Hong Sheng, let's go! I won't see you today!!" Murong let go and waved his hand, like a swarm of nasty flies.

When everyone left, the old man turned around, glanced at Murong Song fiercely with resentment, and then helped Hong Sheng to leave without looking back.

Muqiao Bay, after a short period of bustle, regained its calm, if it weren't for the bloody half of the palm on the stake, as if nothing had happened.

For a long time, the old man Murong, who had been concentrating on his fishing rod without saying a word, said: "If the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be endless troubles!"

Murong Matsuxia also sighed, "This is also something that can't be helped, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and the people are desperate, if we have to leave them all, I'm afraid we won't be able to please them! Do you see, Hong Sheng's son has been holding a gun in his arms! Although Sun Changyue's marksmanship is good, he can't shoot these four people in an instant!"

"I also know this, I just want to clear some obstacles for Han Han!"

"Hanhan has Master and Chen Ling over there, so we don't have to worry about it!" Murong Matsu said, raised his eyes to look around, took a few deep breaths and said, "Besides, father, the weather is so good today, don't you think it's a bit of a waste to kill people?"

Old man Murong: "......"

When Chen Ling woke up, the sky was already cloudy.

Murong Yan'er beside her was still sleeping deeply, she was the only one among Chen Ling's several women who liked to sleep on her stomach.

It has been said that a woman's personality turns a thousand times, and looking at her sleeping position can reveal her unknown secrets.