128 Xiao Changhe Chu Xiaoyun

After Xiao Chen knew that he had become the adopted son of An Mengtang, there must be some people behind him who scolded him as a villain, a soft egg, an An Mengtang's lackey, and a useless waste, but so what? His life is not for others. As long as An Mengtang can help him become famous, why not call him godfather against his will? What is blue and white porcelain, and what is a jujube red bed? Although Xiao Changhe said in those years that "men have gold under their knees, do not bow their heads, do not bend over, and have to break through the road by themselves", can he follow this rule?

If you laugh it off, you will be the winner if you can laugh until the end.

The man who left Haida Community and returned to the Sunshine Bath went straight into the locker room, took off his clothes and entered the sauna of the bathhouse. He found that Wang Gui and Chen Bu were also sitting naked in the VIP sauna.

"Are you there too? What a coincidence." Xiao Chen laughed.

"There is nothing wrong with the bath today. It happened that Xiao Chen also came, so he came to the sauna with him." Wang Gui replied with a smile.

"Why do I think you are quite leisurely and have nothing to do?" Xiao Chen looked at Chen Buyi and asked.

Chen Buyi really has nothing to do. Since Chen Xuanyu died without a whole body in Macao, the man's heart knot has been untied. These days, he spends most of his time in the sun bath except eating and sleeping.

"Think about it, I don't have any familiar people in Nanjing. Except for Fang Yan, you two are the ones who can talk about it." Chen Buyi wiped the sweat all over his body with a towel and said gently.

When Chen Bu wiped his body, his eyes looked at Xiao Chen. Looking at the old scar and new creation on his body, especially a shocking bullet hole in his left chest, he unconsciously remembered his original plan to assassinate Chen Xuanyu with Xiao Chen. He felt that he felt sorry for this man. Maybe the original bullet would go a little further down. It kills a man.

"It's nothing for people in the mountains to be thick-skinned and thick-skinned. After your wish, you have also given me a big road, fair trade, and no bully." Xiao Chen smiled as if he didn't seem to care.

The three men sat in the sauna for an hour. Wang Gui, who was bloated, couldn't stand the endless heat wave first. He opened the wooden door and ran out. He jumped into the coolshui chi to enjoy the feeling of hot and cold. He moaned comfortably and felt that it was not inferior to the woman's ice and fire.

"Brother Chen, it's not easy for you to get ahead in Nanjing. I think you should find someone." After Wang Gui left, Chen Buyi looked at the man and said.

Chen Buyi wanted to say this two days ago, but he didn't get the right opportunity. Now he is facing Xiao Chen in the sauna. Chen Buyi feels that he should say what he thinks. Chen Buyi doesn't want to talk at a long time. This kind of thing is transparent, and Chen Buyi believes that Xiao Chen may have understood it for a long time. This is the truth.

"You're right. It's just that these days there are all these guys who can't afford to get up early. Without enough bait, you can't catch enough big fish. What's the difference between just recruiting some waste wood and not? Besides, if I openly find someone now, I will definitely attract the attention of many people. An Mengtang is not happy, and all the big tyrants in Nanjing will not be happy. Xiao Chen thought deeply.

The rules of power can only be played by those who control the rules. Xiao Chen doesn't want to irritate anyone.

"I think Fang Yan is very good and good at kung fu. Why don't you find him?" Chen Buyi asked.

"Let's not talk about this, let's go to the pool bubble." Xiao Chen ended the topic and didn't want to discuss this fruitless problem with men anymore.

There are some things that can't be rushed. Step by step can be down-to-earth.

Half a month ago, a little-known battle took place on a dead land in Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan. There was a grave next to the dead, and weeds did not live. No one knows how long the battle lasted in Qingcheng Mountain, but Liu Mazi in another village clearly saw a familiar and upright figure going up the mountain at night and going down the mountain in the morning. When he went up the mountain, the man was energetic, followed by a beautiful woman. When he went down the mountain, the man's pace became slow. Many, very heavy, maybe he is too tired, or the woman on his back makes it more difficult for him to go down the mountain.

Liu Mazi wanted to get closer and look at the man. As soon as he stepped forward, he was scared by the man's cold eyes. Liu Mazi really couldn't believe that a person's eyes could be so terrible.

At dawn, Liu Mazi walked into the mountain alone along the man's way down the mountain, trying to see what had happened last night. It is undeniable that Liu Mazi is so curious that this timid man can dare to travel alone in the deep mountains and forests with a shotgun.

After groping in the mountain for more than two hours, Liu Mazi saw a middle-aged man covered in blood walking with trees in the distance. He was so scared that he hid in a big tree and was on alert. He dared not come out and held the shotgun tightly in his hands.

With a thump, Liu Mazi heard a sound. When he looked over quietly, he found that the man had fallen to the ground. Once again, he boldly stepped forward a few steps and kicked the man with his feet. There was no response. He squatted down to try his nose and touched his heartbeat, only to find that the man was dead. The fear and curiosity in his heart rose uncontrollably in Liu Mazi's heart. He gritted his teeth and walked forward. Next to a cemetery, Liu Mazi saw a scene that he would never forget in his life. Seven or eight men fell to the ground, either to be shot or fatally stabbed by a sharp weapon. It was shocking, and the ground slowly flowed slowly. The blood flowed, red, dyed the land next to the cemetery, and also dyed this old forest red.

Liu Mazi, who lost his courage, no longer dared to walk forward. He ran down the mountain with a shotgun, closed the door, and drank three cups of boiled water in one breath.

Also on the same day, several police officers from the Chengdu Public Security Bureau sneaked into the mountain in casual clothes and did not dare to disturb anyone, because the order had been issued to block the news with all their strength, and must not let the media know.

Somewhere in Sichuan, Tang Zhen clenched his fists and roared fiercely, "Xiao Changhe, Chu Xiaoyun."

"Brother, are those people who went really dead?" A middle-aged man with a beard looked at Tang Zhen and asked in surprise.

Tang Zhen nodded gently.

The middle-aged man ranks ninth in the generation of the Tang family. His name is Tang Hong, and he rarely goes out. This siege against Xiao Changhe was also planned by Tang Hong and Tang Zhen, but they did not expect that the force value of the man and the woman was close to the level of evil.

"The feud between the Tang family and the Xiao family will never end." Tang Zhen closed his eyes and muttered. Two crystal tears slowly slipped down the corners of the man's eyes.

Twelve Tang families, twelve human lives, can never return to the Tang family and disappear into the unknown old forest forever.

Xiao Changhe, Chu Xiaoyun. These two names contain too many things.