I have guessed the ending and characters of this story, and I couldn't help but ask again: "Aren't you talking about the traitors of Mr. Wang and Liu Xun? I really didn't expect that this little brother would dare to make up his mind to eradicate the boss. If the old man or any party in Jintang were hurt, then it would be easy for him to get into a big position. Seeing the brothers kill each other, Mr. Wang wouldn't stop him?"

Song Da pondered for a moment: "Maybe we are all too young and have not understood the story that Mr. Wang told. I think sometimes the sky is destined, so it cannot be changed. The situation is at stalemate, and Liu Xun embarked on a bloody battle of attrition. It is not that we do not repay, but that the time has not come, and his gloomy and violent nature will end up losing constraints."

I retorted: "Use morality to solve everything, and where is the moral responsibility put? I only know that revenge will be avenged. Doesn't Mr. Wang want to avenge himself?"

Na Jintang hugged me: "Maybe I can understand the old man's thoughts. The old man told me that when will the revenge be repaid? The old man pays great attention to brotherhood. He cannot do it, but it does not mean that we cannot do it. If we do not deal with this traitor, where is our path and our laws? It is difficult to tolerate it."

Song Da was speechless.

Song Da hugged Na Jintang in tears: "The old man once told me that no matter what the final outcome of the matter is, he asked me to tell you that smart people should do smart things. The most important thing now is to look forward to the long-term and not be targeted by those so-called hatred. You must know that in Shanghai we are all young people who have just emerged, and have no reputation or status in the world. Don't try to fight with the three tycoons of Sanxin Company. It is equivalent to hitting stones with eggs. If we lose, people will only think you are a fool, no one will regard you as a hero, and those brothers who point at you and are fat, will not regard you as a god. These are what the old man told me in the language."

I continued to refute him: "Don't you just let him pinch Mr. Wang and do evil all the way? Is he living a free and easy life like this? What is the reason? What should we do? Do we treat it as air without air? What do you think about the brothers who are having a meal with us? Are we soft-boys?"

It seems that only the old man Jinxiu and Song Da are the most profound old man. In my eyes, Mr. Wang is an eagle that has been playing with for the rest of his life and is taken by the eagle.

Na Jintang was thinking and silently. I looked at him and sneered: "This revenge is not a gentleman!"

Jintang is covered with a legendary color and a terrifying and cruel temperament. He said coldly: "I understand what the old man means. He wants us to keep a low profile and revitalize the sect. Of course, in the final analysis, we must make a lot of money and make a fortune in silence, regardless of it. In places like Shanghai, as long as you have a higher voice, you can manipulate other people's life and death plans, rather than life and death. Those days of fighting and killing are no longer suitable for great development. If we use the life-and-death struggle, both sides will send a lot of benefits and luck, and the result will not be worth the loss. But sometimes the massacre is also for self-protection."

Jintang paused, his eyes filled with a familiar atmosphere, a dangerous murderous temperament: "But, Liu Xun's bad debts are all the same, we have to make money, and we get revenge! I also want no killing, no hatred, but killing is just to get more peace."

Song Da stood up and hugged his only life and death brother again: "Good brother, my car is coming, I am wearing a corpse on the battlefield, and you must be vigorous on your battlefield. If you have anything to tell me, I will rush over what I send." He said that he crossed Jintang's shoulder and glanced at me gently. Even if there were thousands of words, he didn't know how to say it. I knew Song Da's thoughts.

I hugged Song Da with mercy and choked with my voice. Looking back on our time cooperation, my heart was turbulent. In my life, I have regarded him as my biological brother. In an instant, my mood became depressed and said, "Thank you, Song Da, after you settle down, we will see you. I also dream of being able to wear a corpse one day. The children of the world don't care about the grass or the temple. We will soon meet for a day, waiting for us."

The three of us held each other tightly together. At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the Tao. It turned out that Xiao Jiao came in with a backpack. She said to us with dissatisfaction, "If you don't invite me if you have a good show, you are not considered friends. Mao Jiujiu, do you still count?"

My heart skipped a moment, and I knew she was coming to find Na Jintang again, and a irritation surged from the soles of her feet and burned to the top, making me irrational. I used the Jintang with my finger and said with a smile: "The goods are here, do you want hot pot or barbecue? Or clear soup noodles? Let's deal with it. We will get the goods for the time being, and each has nothing to do with it."

When Jintang raised his head and laughed, Xiao Ajiao giggled: "Why should women make things difficult for women? You also know that our women are fickle. Today I want to change my taste."

I was stunned: "You...what are you thinking about?"

Little Gillian pulled my hands and Na Jintang, and her expression was shy and stupid: "My little Gillian is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is so lazy that she doesn't bother to watch the drama of you couples of bitter mandarin ducks." After saying that, she poked out her purple fingers in the orchid, pointing her fingertips at Song Da, and smiled and said, "I..."

The three of us looked at her, and our eyes showed suspicious eyes. At this moment, Xiao Ajiao sat on the stool calmly, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip of the tea carefully.

Jintang seemed to guess something, with a breeze and curled his lips and smiled. This expression made me anxious, and I said anxiously: "Sister, who is that? I can't do it."

Xiao Ajiao smiled with a smile, smiling like a fox. She pointed out Song Da and said with a smile: "Everyone wants to testify to me. Mao Jiujiu owe me a favor. This guy has not yet settled it. Either Brother Jin marry me, or... or send coach Song to marry me and promise me to go to the battlefield with him, otherwise everything will be free." After saying this, a faint blush appeared on his face.

Song Da was stunned on the spot, staring at Xiao Ajiao with his eyes straight at him, and stopped talking for a while. Xiao Hong was sleeping sadly, and he also looked straight at her without saying a word. Song Da was embarrassed, so he turned his head aside with a blushing face and no longer dared to look at her.

I now noticed the subtle situation on the scene, but I didn't expect that Xiao Jiao asked me to pay off my debt - it was this ridiculous request. Song Da was surprised when he heard it, and his face couldn't help but flushed a lot.

Song Da was very embarrassed and shy, and whispered: "Sister, the things on the battlefield are the men's affairs. How can a woman go to make trouble? That's not a place to play."

Xiao Gillian chuckled again: "It's okay, I can serve you well."

"Ah?" I was stunned, not understanding what Xiao Ajiao meant for a while, and finally understood, "My Maomao Jiujiu has gained knowledge today. This big sister is really an extraordinary world, free and open-minded." As I said, I observed Song Da's reaction with squint eyes.

When Song Da heard this, his face turned red, and he was whispering around the bush, saying in a flash: "Don't talk nonsense... how important the girl's name is. Besides, I... am not a person who plays a show..." After saying that, my face turned redder.

It's right.

I observed my expressions and had already heard some tricks from Song Da's words. I stared at him in surprise and looked like I suddenly realized: "Brother Song, is it true? You are so old, it's not true, this matter is still..." Before I could finish speaking, Jintang covered my mouth and blamed him indulgently: "What are the random things happening to girls in every family?"

Xiao Ajiao looked at Song Da’s embarrassing reaction and the reaction just now. She probably had a happy heart. There were not many men like this who were so upright and honest. In comparison, she was simply a first-class villain.

"What a elm-head, I don't have time to joke with you Song Da. First, I, Xiao Jiao and her, are not related to each other. Why should I help her with such a big deal? Unless I am her sister-in-law! The little boss is not my own, so it's better not to be. Second, although everyone in the sect knows that Xiao Lao and Mao Jiujiu, if other gangs dare not touch her before, she is afraid of the relationship between Xiao Lao and you. Now, you and the three tycoons are starting to confront each other head-on. Think about it

If you leave Shanghai, who else can help her? Just rely on Zhang Chenglin's nature, even if the young boss covers the sky with one hand and his martial arts are superb, there will inevitably be loopholes. As the saying goes, there are many people and great power. My little Gillian is not as famous as you two in the world, but I can still do it to protect the safety of Mao Jiujiu. Now I will only ask you one thing, Mao Jiujiu will become the hunting target of Brother Zhijin! Third, as a brother who has become a singular, little boss, should I help or not?”

Xiao Ajiao, who has always been unreasonable, spoke in a reasonable and silenced manner this time, leaving Uncle Song speechless. I and I looked at her that day and saw her in the morning, hoping that he would have a sound reply.

I observed my words and said, it turned out that Xiao Ajiao had already been trying to attack Song Da. It turned out that her husband danced with a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. I had to go up and persuade Song Da with a smirk: "Brother Song, sister-in-law seems to be far-sighted and has been thinking carefully. To be fair, she can have feelings and righteousness, although I don't want to use my comfort to help you exchange your lifelong affairs..."

Song Da looked at me with a wry smile: "Mao Jiujiu, how can marriage be played? Do you really want me to do this?"

I paused for a moment and finally understood Song Da’s intentions. I knew that his heart had always been on me, but I couldn’t give him that promise. Xiao Jiao is a woman in the martial arts world and a good woman who values ​​love and friendship. The two of them are the real perfect match. Perhaps one day he will understand that her choice is wrong.

I smiled and said to him: "The world is long, and who knows what will happen in the future? Although fate is unhurried, the man has not married and the woman has not married. Everyone has a drink and chat often. One day I will have a horse and a corpse. I hope one day I will smile with you and show you the life of revenge."

On the contrary, Xiao Chili, who was quick to speak, spent money and gave him an aggressive accountability. Song Da: "Is it because I want to get married, I will not be clean and will not be able to see you, and I will not be worthy of a great hero like you, right?"

Song Da quickly explained: "I don't mean that, sister..."

When Xiao Ajiao faced Song Da, she scolded her head and said, "I thought you were not an ordinary person, but the result was still the same. If I don't say that, I am also a little Jiao, although Xiao Ajiao was born in a turmoil, she could only sell her skills but not her body. She would not need the mercy of you, Instructor Song, a great hero!"

I sighed, but felt that all my previous efforts were wasted and I couldn't help but cover my forehead.

Song Da said nothing, and Xiao Ajiao couldn't help but frown. I continued to persuade him anxiously: "Brother, what era is it? Who said that when two people are together, they must be strong and have superior and inferior. Can't you be soft-hearted..."

"you……"

"Brother is kidding. Your coach Song has great martial arts skills. Since he became the coach of the Shanghai Army, he has solved countless cases of violence and good luck. He is a great hero. Who is not worthy of your children? "When I finished this, I kept coughing. Obviously, I didn't make Song Da go to heaven. He protested. I thought you touched the cat's hand and touched his head: "You are also a hero. My Mao Jiujiu's vision will not be wrong."

Jintang's mouth raised slightly, showing a satisfied smile, and shaved my little nose in a doting way, and then wrapped me in his arms. Of course, I was embarrassed to show this sweet and private little movement to outsiders. My face became slightly hot, and I used a cough to hide my embarrassment.

Song Da looked at Jintang, then looked at me and finally looked at Xiao Ajiao again. The hot feeling on his face calmed down quietly. This time he did not have too many doubts. He solemnly looked at Xiao Ajiao and said in a deep voice: "Fate will be determined by heaven. Let's talk about this later. I'm afraid I can't give you anything. If you want to go, I'll wait any time..."

Xiao Ajiao smiled slightly. She was usually cold and frosty, but she was just playing tricks. At this time, she was so virtuous that she said: "I don't have to worry about everything. If you promised me to go, I wouldn't stay in the fireworks land. The outside world is very big, I want to go and see it. Even if I contribute to my ancestors, don't worry that I will bother you, I'm afraid that you will pester me."

Song Da was happy when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed his hand, and said excitedly: "The Chinese people are just serving the country. If you don't care about your hard work, then follow me to the battlefield."

Actually, I was happy for the two of them. They might not know that they were the one who was really suitable for each other. Jintang said this feeling, and he whispered in my ear: "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but that person was in the dim light. You just wanted to say what that was... I was just that..."

I reacted, my face turned red, and I broke away from Jintang's hand with great force, and bleeding was about to drip from my face.
Chapter completed!