"Long running, wandering..." Zhou Xiaoxing showed off his long legs and sang loudly, regardless of the bruises on his legs. At the beginning, he sang "Ten years ago, you didn't know me,

"I don't know you" is a somewhat sad song. As I was washing it, I remembered that I was in Hong Kong. I wanted to sing some songs that fit the times, but the theme song of "Shanghai Beach" rang in the bathroom.

This is a villa, a mansion, and the bathroom where Zhou Xiaoxing is located is not an ordinary place. Why do you need to worry about disturbing the residents? The sound insulation effect must be leveraged, otherwise how can it be worthy of the housing price in this area?

"How much does it cost per square meter here? How does it compare to Beijing and Shanghai?"

"Aqiu"

"Aqiu"

"Are you going to scold me?"

Zhou Xiaoxing pulled off a silk towel and wiped his face randomly, his good mood was ruined.

His nose twitched and he wanted to sneeze. He thought twice about catching a cold. He would rather catch a cold than be scolded behind his back.

A minute passed, and the expected "Aqiu" still didn't come. Forget it, Zhou Xiaoxing felt a little cold, so she didn't care, wiped her body of water, and went to sleep.

In Fei'e Mountain, more than a dozen horses knelt on the ground.

"No matter what I do, you all have to find a way to dig out this Zhou Xiaoxing. You, you just said nothing, his cat is in Wei Jie's villa, then you just lure him out, his boss doesn't dare to show his face now,

There is no need to arrest him. As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. This time my target is Zhou Xiaoxing."

Ma Zai looked at me and I looked at you. It was unbelievable. Mr. Hong was afraid that he would be tricked by Zuo Songxing, so he even gave up this excellent method.

What do they know? Since Zuo Songxing, a bad guy, has acquired the status of Gambling Saint, worshiped the God of Gambling as his master, and has the support of the Xiangjiang government, how can it be so easy to deal with him? And Zhou Xiaoxing, there is no such thing as him in the world now.

The story is easy to trample to death.

Hong Guang didn't bother to explain to these incompetent Ma Zai, and continued, "I don't dare to do anything. I want to see Zhou Xiaoxing kneeling in front of me before tomorrow." After saying that, he glanced at Ma Zai behind the wheelchair.

Get ready to leave.

"Master Hong, uh, the body of the dead Master Hong is still on Fei'e Mountain. How about..." Ma Zai paid attention to his words and his voice was trembling.

The dead Mr. Hong?

Hong Guang felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. "Bang", he turned around slightly and gave it to this guy who couldn't talk enough.

What kind of people did Hongyi raise?

The other horses still didn't dare to speak out. This Mr. Hong was even more tempered than the last Mr. Hong. In less than half an hour, the two of them went to see the King of Hell.

The faces of the horse boys began to sweat. Hong Guang saw this and felt a little aggrieved. Didn't they just kill two incompetent horse boys? Do they need to be so afraid?

Now is the time to hire people, so he still needs to appease people's hearts. His former mazi can't get together for a while, so he still has to rely on them now.

"Well, you don't have to be afraid. I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. They both deserved to die. You are different. As long as you do your job well, nothing will happen." Hong Guang squeezed out the gentlest tone in his life, suppressing the feeling in his heart.

Unwilling.

The faces of the horses were sweating even more. Master Hong was in trouble again, and he was even more difficult to serve. But there was nothing they could do. The other horses had been killed by Ah Jun's younger brother.

They have no choice but to follow Mr. Hong who is busy comforting them for some reason.

Seeing that his words had no effect, Hong Guang sighed softly and prepared to go back to the villa. He didn't bother to take care of Hong Yi's body. If he was interested, there would naturally be horses to clean it up.

As the boys watched Mr. Hong leave, their kneeling bodies immediately relaxed and sat on the cold stone.

Judging from Mr. Hong's angry look, he probably didn't want them to bother with the dead Hong Yi anymore, so they sat for a while and then dispersed.

The sky is still bright, the sun has come out, and Fei'e Mountain has returned to calm, as if nothing happened here before the sun came up.

Unexpectedly, the person who collected the bodies of Hong Yi and Gui Lao in the end was actually Arjun who sent them to the West. Arjun took care of Hong Yi's head and tail while Zhou Xiaoxing was sleeping.

When it was time for breakfast, Ajun and Wei Sheng ate together. They looked at this morning's "Hong Kong Morning News" and smiled.

There was nothing interesting in the newspaper. Hung Yi died and no one cared about it. However, in the corner of the fourth page of the newspaper, in a small frame, there was a piece of news that could not be included in the small box. It read, "The former Hong Kong gambling king Hung Kwong recently passed away."

After being released from prison, I am anxious to find Zhou Xiaoxing." Among them, Zhou Xiaoxing is marked boldly.

"This Hong Guang seems to have no money. He rents such a small space and can only see it from the side. Then he says these few words. It's really..." Wei Sheng drank milk and laughed.<

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Hong Guang really didn't have much money, so he used a pistol to force a reporter from the "Hong Kong Morning Post" to add this page temporarily.

Alas, it’s all because he currently has neither money nor people, so he has no choice but to use newspapers and periodicals.

Afterwards, Hong Guang thought about it and felt that this method was extremely stupid. It exposed his current situation very rudely, and Wei Jie would definitely die laughing.

Wei Sheng must have laughed loudly, and Ajun, sitting opposite, also laughed with him.

This Zhou Xiaoxing is a lucky general, so let’s keep it for now. Hong Guang’s newspaper publication indirectly saved Zhou Xiaoxing.

"Ajun, where is Zhou Xiaoxing?"

"Sleeping."

"Oh, okay, then don't call him. You have to protect him." Wei Sheng was in a good mood and specifically told Ajun.

Ajun nodded understandingly, Wei Sheng wanted to save Zhou Xiaoxing's life first.

Next door to the burned villa in Fei'e Mountain, Hong Guang drank orange juice and grabbed the "Hong Kong Morning News", "Crazy thread, idiot."

He was very angry, but he couldn't vent it out. After all, he requested this page, but when it came out, it turned out to be a huge irony.

There is no way, the world has changed. Three years later, in Xiangjiang, it is no longer the era where he can dominate the sky with one hand. Even Wei Jie, a low-ranking bad boy, is now prosperous, and he, hey, he shook the cup with all his strength.

Lost.

"Zhou Xiaoxing, no matter what, we must find him." The horses stood outside and shook.

In Qingshui Bay, Wei Sheng proudly looked at the sun outside the window. It was so warm. He remembered Hong Guang's power three years ago. He remembered that he was still an unknown killer at that time, not as good as Ajun. Now, he lives in

A big villa, driving a Rolls-Royce, sleeping with the most beautiful Hong Kong lady, I really can’t even think about it.

However, he also has a worry now. The Arjun in front of him is too prominent. The old guys in the gang all support Arjun and look down on his son. This is a problem. The territory he has worked so hard to build cannot be handed over to someone.

Outsiders.

Wei Sheng sighed heavily, let's think of a solution for this matter.

Zhou Xiaoxing, maybe you can make this matter turn around.

"Ah Jun, I will go to San Francisco in the afternoon, and I will leave the affairs in Xiangjiang to you."

"Yes, Wei Sheng." Ajun put down the tableware and stood up to agree.

Zhou Xiaoxing slept until the afternoon and had many sweet dreams. Qimeng, Manyu, Qingxia, and Qianlian were all wearing him and telling him stories. When it was Qianlian's turn with single eyelids, his face looked a little...

It hurts.

"Xiao Xingzi, wake up, wake up." The third uncle patted Zhou Xiaoxing's face playfully.

"What are you doing? I'm listening to a story." Zhou Xiaoxing took off his third uncle's thick hand.

"Little Xingzi, wake up, Chocolate is here to see you."
Chapter completed!