The villa is the same as before, the street lights around the villa are all off, and the only light comes from the living room on the first floor.

I stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and a moment later the door was pulled open and Chen Changming appeared behind the crack in the door.

He was smiling, but the tiredness was visible to the naked eye.

I quickly bowed slightly, "I'm sorry to bother you in the middle of the night."

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy anyway."

Chen Changming waved his hand generously and put me in.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Changming spoke: "You must be in a hurry to find me so late, right?"

"Hey."

"yes, urgent." I sighed deeply, "Human life is a matter of urgency."

I deliberately bit the words very hard, and observed his expression with my peripheral vision.

However, I saw only confusion on his face.

"You're welcome, then! As long as I can do it, there will be no ambiguity!"

I nodded to myself, "How is your brother recovering?"

"Oops." Chen Changming's face was suddenly full of joy: "I have to thank you so much!" The doctor you hired yesterday is really good!"

"I couldn't move yesterday, but today I can go to the ground, this is a miracle doctor!"

I expected him to have this attitude, so I came to the door.

Xiaomei told me that the medicine she used was very strong and had a paralyzing effect.

Chen Changming's so-called improvement is nothing more than the effect of anesthetics.

I immediately got up, my face full of sincere fear: "Mr. Chen has given me the opportunity to settle down, and if I can make a modest contribution, I am worthy of my conscience."

"That ......"

I stomped my foot hard, "Mr. Chen, can you lend my brother to me?"

"Oh?" There was a slight doubt on his smiling face: "Moving the rescuers at night, are you in trouble?"

Without waiting for me to speak, he stood up with a sigh: "Our brothers have already gotten on the same boat, whoever bullies you, I want his life!"

This is the uniqueness of Chen Changming's life.

It doesn't matter if he's sincere or not, but at least it's heartwarming.

In him, I kind of understood, liars and tai chi are a truth.

When he deceives to a certain level, that is, there is no deception, no routine, only sincerity.

But it is precisely the most pleasing sincerity that has become the most difficult dark arrow to prevent.

It doesn't matter, he's fooling me here, then I'll draw a pie with him in reverse.

I gratitatively grabbed his hand: "Following you is the most correct choice in my life, saddle back and horse, you see!"

"It's just that, it's a private matter today, and I don't have the face to say it myself."

"If it's convenient for you, lend me someone and I'll do it myself."

At this point, all my attention was on him.

I want to see every change in his face.

However, his face paused slightly, and then he waved his hand and smiled, "What's inconvenient about this? Take as much as you want!"

"If you are dead or injured, count it as mine, you can relieve your anger!"

I was a little surprised by this state.

Although the number of blind soldiers and deaf generals in this group is small, they are all masters with unique skills.

If nothing else, let's just talk about the four men in black who chased me a few days ago.

To be able to train his sense of smell to such an extent is a proper man of God!

It is not an exaggeration to say that this group of people is his core strength.

Besides, according to their current physical condition, I have 10,000 ways to let them die.

But he handed people over to me so calmly, and he didn't doubt them from beginning to end.

That's obviously wrong.

If he had been aware of it, he would have been on guard.

I pondered it carefully, but I still didn't give up: "I have to borrow your villa for use."

"Ahh He was only slightly stunned, and immediately regained his expression: "Okay, I'll go upstairs and put on some clothes, and I'll leave immediately."

After saying that, he really went upstairs.

By the time he got dressed and came down, I hadn't recovered yet.

When I was in the teahouse before, I heard Uncle Ya talk about history.

According to the book, when you think of a rebellion, you must have someone, and you must grab territory.

Now that Chen Changming has given me both of these things, it seems that he is not worried at all.

He handed me the key in his pocket, "Lock the door when you go, I have a spare key."

I originally wanted to find out his truth, but I didn't expect him to give me this operation.

I'm open the door now—I'm home.

His back faded into the darkness, and I couldn't help but start drawing his soul.

Is this playing with me?

But the price is too high, isn't it?

As long as I want, I will go down to the fire, and his people and territory will disappear.

I didn't leave until almost dawn, and I couldn't come up with an answer that night.