"Not bad. For a newcomer, it's not easy to persist for so long." Old Tang commented after the battle, "It's a pity that the tactical awareness is not enough, but this kind of thing cannot be rushed. Experts like us are all

If you practice it, you have good talent, and you will definitely become a master if you practice hard."

After playing a few games of StarCraft with the newlyweds, Old Tang felt less irritable and for no apparent reason, became calmer.

Old Tang switched the screen and looked at the densely packed accounts in his friend list. Most of them had not spoken to each other for at least a year.

The good people he still keeps in touch with frequently are all drawn into his special attention. In fact, he cherishes these few friends, but everyone will grow up slowly.

Old Tang used to hang out on the street and met a lot of bad friends. Most of those guys who smoked, drank, and had tattoos became good friends, found a stable job, and dated not-so-pretty girlfriends.

The former prodigal son has now transformed into a good man who cares about his family.

There are some people who are unrepentant, but that’s because they died hastily before they had time to change.

Don't think that people on the gangster life will have such a good life every day, and when they die, they will look like a bully who committed suicide. It's nonsense. Old Tang has long seen the risks involved.

It's better to lose your life over a trivial matter someday than to be a beggar.

Therefore, Lao Tang sincerely wishes those brothers who have returned to the right path to be stable in the future, but sometimes, Lao Tang will feel a little lonely.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer brothers who can accompany him out for late-night snacks just by shouting. Everyone has their own excuses, but these reasons are actually the same.

"Brother, can I come to you?"

When Old Tang saw this new message, he twitched his mouth and felt a little uncomfortable, so he typed a reply:

"Can you please stop calling me? It's too intimate and I'm not used to it. Even if you are younger than me, don't use such an affectionate name. If it doesn't work, you can call me Tang Ge or just eldest brother."
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"Brother is my brother, why should I choose another name?"

Old Tang scratched his head in embarrassment. He couldn't figure out why. In short, he just didn't like others calling him brother.

He was an orphan, and he was later adopted by a kind-hearted white couple. The adoptive parents actually treated him quite well, giving him plenty of food and clothing, but not long after, the adoptive parents also passed away.

At that time, there was an old woman living next door, who was chattering all day long, and no one in the neighborhood wanted to see this old woman.

Old Tang was the same, and even hated the goddess even more than the other neighbors, because when the goddess saw him for the first time, she said that he carried an unknown aura, which was often said to be the evil star, and that sooner or later he would kill him.

His adoptive parents.

However, the words of the goddess came true in the end. The adoptive parents, who had always been in good health, suddenly passed away due to a car accident one day.

After that, Old Tang moved away. It’s not quite appropriate to say he moved away. He was just wandering around at that time. No one cared about him anyway. He could do whatever he wanted. When he had no money, he would find some part-time jobs to make a living.<

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Old Tang used to be very casual and free-spirited, and didn't care about titles. Anyway, we are all brothers in the world, but recently he has become a little more concerned about it. Perhaps it was affected by the previous nightmare. Sometimes he really felt that he had a younger brother, and even

I imagined what the other person looked like.

"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet." The person opposite urged.

Old Tang shook his head and came back to his senses. He thought for a while and typed a response: "Okay, no problem, but I have to say first that the environment in my home is quite bad. You, a nobleman who flies on a private jet, will probably not be able to adapt."
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Then, he sent his temporary address, seemingly not considering declining the option.

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"Is this the address?"

Chu Ge was a little dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Old Tang would give his home address to a stranger so easily, let alone that they had known each other for less than a day.

"You four great kings must be all short-sighted. You have no awareness of precautions at all, and you are too easy to deceive." Chu Ge said.

"Please, don't think about the identities of both parties." Jormungandr curled his lips, "In Norton's eyes, we are just people flying on private jets, silly sons of landlords. Will you be wary of such people?" <

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"That must be deception, and you have all the skills in martial arts." Chu Ge's tone left no room for doubt, "A fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, how can I let it escape?"

Chu Ge, Constantine and Jörmungandr did not go to the Internet cafe, but rented an apartment generously. Chu Ge originally wanted to make do with it, find a private room in an Internet cafe, and save some money.

However, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Chu Ge really couldn't stand the smell of smoke and noise in the Internet cafe, so he decided to rent a house temporarily for a break. They wouldn't stay here for too long.

"By the way, I heard you say that Norton is still a hunter now." Jormungandr said.

"The 18th-line hunter, he has not been too involved in this industry, otherwise, he would have learned about the Dragon Clan long ago." Chu Ge continued.

Jormungandr nodded, "Maybe when he comes into contact with things related to the dragon clan, his memory will be revived when he is stimulated. Haha, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, he is the most like a father among us."

"Why, are you scared?" Chu Ge would not miss the opportunity to laugh at her.

"Tch, am I afraid of Norton? Are you kidding? I, the Dragon King Jörmungandr, have nothing to be afraid of." Jörmungandr looked fearless, "Speaking of which, the business in the Hunter Market has been really getting better and better recently.

It’s getting worse and worse, and it’s all because of someone.”

Chu Ge, the instigator, had no consciousness at all, but was a little puzzled: "This logic is wrong. Even if many hunters in the hunter market were captured by the Wumeng, on the other hand, the competitive pressure should also be reduced. Logically speaking, the surviving hunter business should

It’s better.”

"Is there a possibility that senior hunters themselves are employers?" Jörmungandr said quietly.

Chu Ge was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How do you know?"

"Is there a possibility that I am also a hunter?" Jörmungandr said angrily, "You thought where my aunt earned her money, so you relied on the part-time job of a hunter to make money. As a result, the business of the hunter market was taken over by you.

This has caused trouble. Many employers suspect that there is a spy among the hunters. Even if there is a bounty mission, they will always find an acquaintance and will never hand it over to a strange hunter. And I am a strange hunter in their eyes.

"Did you know that Fenrir hasn't eaten potato chips for a month? I'm too embarrassed to go home without making any money."

Chu Ge looked at the frantic Jörmungandr without any sympathy at all. He acted as if the matter had nothing to do with him. He waited until Jörmungandr gradually calmed down before expressing his opinion.

"The life of the Dragon King is not easy, but fortunately I have the plan."

Jörmungandr was immediately furious. Is this what a dragon could say? It would be fine if he didn't provide help in times of need, but it would add fuel to the fire.

"How come you weren't killed by Odin last time?"

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Chapter completed!