"Zichuan Xiu, next year's rì will be your taboo!"

"Zichuan Xiu, let's put an end to our many years of grievances today!"

"Zichuan Xiu, you didn't expect to have today, did you? Hahaha, God has eyes, finally let me wait!"

Di Lin shouted in the direction of the door of the room, looked back at Zi Chuanxiu who was leisurely eating chocolate biscuits, and whispered: "I'm going to be lazy with you! My throat hurts, it's your turn - why are you eating!"

Zi Chuanxiu put the last biscuit into his mouth, and shouted vaguely: "Di Lin, let's fight to the death!" whispered to Di Lin: "Listening to them talking nonsense in a meeting for a long time, how can you have the strength to act without eating something - is Xiujia okay?"

"Zi Chuan Xiu, you shameless dog thief! Today I will get rid of you for Tianxingdao!" Di Lin sent a secret voice: "She's very good!--But don't you greet other people's wives as soon as you meet, okay? And call them so sensual "Xiujia" -- you should change your name to "Mrs. Emperor" or "sister-in-law"! Otherwise, I'm going to turn my face!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid that you Di Lin doesn't have that ability!" Zi Chuanxiu said in secret: "What a cautious man - if it wasn't for the gambling Falcon who won us back then, how could Lin Xiujia marry you!"

Di Lin passed the voice into the secret: "That can only show that the will of heaven is like this - Lin Xiujia is destined to be my wife, you are willing to gamble and lose!"

Zi Chuanxiu whispered: "Providence?--It's strange! Later, I cut the falcon open, and it was full of mercury and magnets--no wonder Sterling and I threw it all "one-one-two", and you casually threw three sixes! Before the falcon could stop, you hurriedly ran to propose to Lin Xiujia--you know, she originally liked me!"

Di Lin whispered: "Come less! Even if everyone competes fairly, it won't be your turn - you were less than sixteen years old at the time, and your snot was not cleaned - which eye of my wife can look at you?"

The two glanced at each other, and their faces changed from each other:

"Despicable villain!"

"Rǔ stinky hairy child!"

"Shameless!"

"You're a slut!"

"Die, you - to hell!"

"You please!"

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Di Lin: "Yang Minghua wants to rebel!" he kicked a chair into the wall and smashed it into a pulp.

Zi Chuanxiu: "It's not news -- I heard this sentence ten times a day in the Far East, and I heard it twenty times a day just after I came back. Quickly move the chair he was sitting on, for fear of kicking Di Lin away, so he had to sit at the table.

Di Lin: "You're third on Yang Minghua's must-kill list - is this news?"

"Hah, ha, ha!" Zichuan shouted angrily, and his voice shook the entire headquarters building, as if he was fighting to the death—and whispered, "Oh, who else is on the kill list?"

Di Lin Chuanyin: "Ge Yingxing ranked first, Sterling was the runner-up, and the head of the family, Zichuan Sanxing, missed the top three and ranked fourth. ”

"Miss Ning is okay, right?"

"Don't worry, Miss is fine-Yang Minghua also plans to kill the chief Zichuan Shenxing and support her to come to the stage as a puppet!"

"Why don't you hurry up and inform Lord Ge Yingxing of this news? He may not know yet..."

"What can he hide from that old fox? Don't underestimate his sick and sick appearance--tell you, Yang Minghua once sent a total of 17 masters to assassinate him!"

"How did it turn out?"

"No result: those seventeen powerful masters disappeared from now on--as if they had never appeared in this world at all! The next day the sun rose, but we could still see Ge Yingxing--dying, as if he were going to die in the next minute, maybe we all died and this sick ghost would live for a hundred years!--he was too jīng, the whole Far East was his territory, and Yang Minghua's people could not enter his side at all. ”

"But now that he is in dìdū, Yang Minghua doesn't have a big chance..."

"Yang Minghua can't even think of it-Ge Yingxing has brought back six thousand guards, all of them are loyal to him, and they are extremely brave--unless a large army is launched, it will definitely not be within a two-kilometer radius of his residence!"

"Raheem Sterling, who came in second..."

"Stirling is the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, and he can't leave the Governor's Mansion lightly--besides, Yang Minghua doesn't have a master who can silently reach Stirling's death--of course, I'm an exception!--You tell him by the way, his subordinate Praetorian Guard Deputy Banner Ben Yunhe and Fang Ge have been bribed by Yang Minghua. ”

Zi Chuanxiu turned around and smashed a valuable vase indiscriminately, so that outsiders would know that the duel was fierce!

Di Lin looked at him in surprise: "Someone who doesn't know at all about worrying about the danger - someone who is neither the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard nor the protection of the six thousand jīng sharp guards, but unfortunately on the must-kill list, is irrelevant, and has no one to take care of--I advise you to move out of Miss Ning's house as soon as possible - it doesn't matter if you are lying on the streets, don't scare Miss Ning, and trouble someone to help you collect the body." ”

Zi Chuanxiu asked: "What is Yang Minghua's strength in his hands?"

"Extremely strong! Lei Xun's 170,000 zhōngyāng army is in his hands, if he really fights, he can even kill Stirling's Praetorian Guard in less than an hour!"

"What kind of masters?"

"The zhōngyāng army has always been the number one sharp unit in the family, and the masters in the army are like clouds; although their commander Lei Xun is greedy for money and loves to be famous—every time you call him "the first master", he immediately smiles all over his face - but his wind and thunder skills are really amazing; Luo Minghai, the chief of staff, has always been deeply hidden--I still don't know what martial arts he practices; and Yang Minghua, who himself is also a first-class master, and his ripple internal skills are extremely terrifying...

Zi Chuanxiu held her chin and thought for a while, and asked Di Lin very seriously: "Look, can I tell Yang Minghua: everyone forget about the holidays and make friends..."

"Since Yang Minghua has such a strong strength, what is he waiting for?"

If he openly rebelled, he was afraid that Ge Yingxing, Minghui, Fang Jin, and other commanders who commanded heavy troops in other places - once Ge Yingxing raised the banner of "King Qin's rebellion" and led a million Far Eastern troops to turn around and kill back, even with the support of the zhōngyāng army, Yang Minghua would not be able to parry. Di Lin waved his sword vigorously, making a "sizzling" sound of sword qi.

"So what are his plans now?" said Shikawa Xiu, smashing an antique screen again.

"He took two steps: first, to win over Fang Jin and Minghui -- once one of the two was bribed by him, the Black Flag Army and the border guards would be held back and entangled with each other, and they would no longer be able to interfere in the turmoil; second: he sent me to the Far Eastern Army to take over your post and wanted to split the Far Eastern Army from within. ”

"Do you want me to tell me your identity - the Far East is his territory, if you don't tell him, you can't do anything over there, and he will kill you." As she spoke, she smashed an antique flower pot again, making a loud rattling sound.

"I can only let Ge Yingxing know - if it spreads again, I will be in danger! Now I don't know who to trust. ”

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In the three years of separation, three friends who shared life and death, one fought fiercely on the bloody battlefield, one slept with the wolf undercover, and one fearlessly fought head-on with Yang Minghua - now Di Lin is going to fight on the battlefield, but Zi Chuan Xiu and Sterling are fighting another kind of battle on the peaceful and prosperous "battlefield" of Dìdū - silent, but even more dangerous...

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw deep concern in each other's eyes, and their hands were clenched, as if they could feel the warmth of each other's men's blood and the deep affection between brothers!

The same nine deaths, the same bloody loyalty, just for a promise made a long time ago, a loyalty without regrets, a huge figure that has left but has not disappeared that once shrouded the entire dìdū - Zichuan Yuanxing.

Di Lin suddenly remembered: "Ah Xiu, you can't just go out intact like this-they'll suspect it." I see..."

Di Lin punched and kicked in a row, so as to leave some traces of "duel" for Zichuan Xiu.

Zichuan Xiu: "Stop, stop, stop! Have you had enough of fighting-I see how you get more and more addicted?"

Di Lin (sadly): "Do you know, you have to do it to your good brother - how painful my feelings are - this kind of mental pain is more uncomfortable than your ** pain!"

Zichuan Xiu: "You are smiling so happily - why don't you let your ** suffer and let me bear the condemnation of conscience." ”

Another fatal pain.........

Dilin: "It's not enough for the wounds and blood to be realistic..."

Zi Chuanxiu (dying): "I can't do it anymore - you just really stab me with a sword!"

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"Well, since it's over, I'll take it out..."

Zi Chuanxiu's eyes widened as he watched Di Lin take out a makeup box and a face bottle from his clothes...

"It's... It's..."

"Oh, this is the paint used to disguise the wounded in filming, this is the red ink that pretends to be blood--these are rare things! I bought it by the way when I went to Hollywood on a business trip last time, and it cost me a lot of foreign exchange!"

"I didn't ask you this-why didn't you take it out sooner if you have such a thing, and it hurt me..."

Di Lin smiled strangely, leaned into Zi Chuan Xiu's ear and whispered: "Answer A: 'Because I forgot just now!'", Answer B: "Actually, I did it on purpose," Answer C: 'Because someone secretly kissed my wife while the dark time of blowing out the candle on the raw rì sect duì was born', Answer D: 'So I've been waiting for this day for a long time!' - Which answer would you like to believe, my little brother Ah Xiu?" He kissed Zi Chuan Xiu lightly on the ear.

The door to the room finally opened. Di Lin walked out of it with his head held high, flicking a trace of dust on his uniform and slapping it with ease—it was obvious that the duel was won!

Zi Chuanxiu was lying in a pool of blood with scars all over his body, using his last strength, and scolded with his fingers: "Di Lin, you despicable and shameless guy!"

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