The grassroots hero of China's generation, the spiritual role model for all Phoenix men to fight and climb, has fallen. Countless people sighed, countless people burst into tears, and many people,, were secretly happy,
He finally died,
He is finally dead,
Unless he dies, how can there be any extra space left?
If he doesn't die, how will Yanjing's pattern be broken?
If it is not broken, how can it be established?
Some families were happy and some were sad. The news of Han Zhenbei's death spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yanjing in just one hour. Whether it was the front-line bosses at the top of the pyramid or the working people at the bottom, they were all reading this. The past of the predecessor of a great lord, and the various unexpected possibilities that will arise after his death.
Even the Huaxia Newspaper made an exception and opened a column for this powerful man with countless halos on his head, interpreting his life and praising his personality.
Han Zhenbei died of illness,
Han Xiaoyi did not fall down as expected,
She took over the Han family and arranged the memorial service in an orderly manner that Han Zhenbei did not want to hold.
She can't do it, and she doesn't want to do it either.
Han Zhenbei is a powerful figure in Yanjing's generation. He is a stunning figure that only emerges from Yanjing in thirty years. He is her father, Han Xiaoyi. How could she not do it?
If she wants to do it, she must do it in a glorious and vigorous manner.
Let Yanjing and everyone in China know that Han Zhenbei has fallen, and she, Han Xiaoyi, has stood up and will inherit her father's legacy and lead the Han family further and higher.
After Han Xiaoyi learned the news of Han Zhenbei's death from Uncle Fu, she didn't cry. She just rubbed her delicate skin that could be broken by blows, and then said to Uncle Fu with red eyes: "Get ready for daddy to die." thing."
Uncle Fu was speechless. His eyes, which had already been swollen from crying, flashed with intense sadness and a hint of pity for Han Xiaoyi.
After Han Zhenbei passed away,
Lin Ze did not appear immediately. He chose to stand behind Han Xiaoyi and did not even appear in her sight.
He knew that at this moment, Han Xiaoyi did not need anyone's help or pity. She had to rely on herself to handle Han Zhenbei's funeral affairs in a grand manner, shocking China.
The week Han Zhenbei passed away, Han Xiaobao did not leave the room. It was not until Han Xiaoyi asked Uncle Fu to inform him to have a good night's rest that he would attend his father's memorial service tomorrow. Then he opened the door and came to Linze's room unshaven. , which woke up Lin Ze who had not slept for forty-eight hours.
"What's the matter?" Lin Ze rubbed his bloodshot eyes. Han Xiaoyi didn't rest much this week, and he had very little rest time. In extraordinary times, Lin Ze was worried that something extraordinary would happen. If Han Xiaoyi didn't sleep, he wouldn't either. Dare to sleep. After finally finishing Han Zhenbei's affairs today, he dragged his tired body back to the room.
"Can you teach me how to kill someone?" Han Xiaobao asked with a haggard face but an extremely calm expression.
"You want to kill people." Lin Ze frowned slightly,
"I want to kill someone." Han Xiaobao said,
"Why." Lin Ze noticed the change in Han Xiaobao's temperament and his heart tightened slightly.
"Sister can inherit daddy's legacy. She can carry the Han family. As for me." Han Xiaobao smiled miserably and said, "I can learn from you and take the assassin route. In the future, sister will need to deal with dark things. I hope I have the ability to help. .”
"This is a dead end." Lin Ze said very seriously,
"Sister's way is the way to survive." Han Xiaobao said calmly,
"It's decided." Lin Ze asked in a deep voice,
"I was joking." Han Xiaobao said seriously,
"Follow me."
Lin Ze rolled out of bed, rubbed his eyebrows that were swollen due to excessive sleepiness, threw a cigarette into his mouth, opened the door and went out.
Han Xiaobao didn't know Lin Ze's intentions, but he had expressed his thoughts. He believed that Lin Ze would help him.
Lin Ze's destination was the small wooden house at the entrance of the villa. There was a bed, a small horse and a chess table in the house. The table was filled with empty wine bottles. An iron pestle and crutch was leaning against the table. When Lin Ze opened the door, he saw Chen Laizi, who was dressed in a green robe and with gray hair, drinking by himself. His expression was indifferent and indifferent, showing no emotion at all.
He was not surprised or surprised by Lin Ze's arrival. He just nodded calmly as a greeting and continued drinking, occasionally picking up an unpeeled peanut to eat.
"Are you accepting a disciple?" Lin Ze handed him a cigarette, squatted opposite Chen Laizi, and asked calmly,
Upon hearing this, Chen Zizi hesitated to take the cigarette, then put it into his mouth. Han Xiaobao quickly lit the cigarette for Chen Zizi, whom he had always been afraid of, and then stood obediently to one side without saying a word.
Hiss,
The slight sound of burning cigarettes sounded in this quiet room. Chen Zizi took half a breath, poured another glass of strong wine into his mouth, and asked with a mouth full of alcohol: "Him."
After saying this, he pointed to Han Xiaobao beside him,
"Yes." Lin Ze nodded and blew out a puff of smoke, "He wants to be an assassin."
"It will kill people." Chen Laizi said calmly,
"I'm not afraid of death." Han Xiaobao clenched his fists and said in a deep voice,
"When a person is in insurmountable adversity, he will always have the spirit of giving up on himself." Chen Zizi said in a flat and contemptuous tone,
"I didn't." Han Xiaobao said loudly,
"I'm just lame in my legs, but my ears are not deaf." Cripple Chen glanced at Han Xiaobao, a flush of excessive drinking appeared on his sallow face, and he knocked on the chess table and said, "My cup is empty."
When Han Xiaobao heard this, he immediately understood, squatted down, grabbed the wine bottle and poured wine into the cup.
After filling it up, he stood up slowly, bowed, handed out the wine glass and said, "Master."
"It's for you." Chen Laizi handed over a rusty short knife and said calmly, "Get out."
Han Xiaobao was stunned,
But he gritted his teeth, picked up the knife and exited the cabin.
"Why do you want me to teach you?" Chen Zizi drank the glass of strong wine poured by Han Xiaobao with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"I can't teach you." Lin Ze shook his head with a wry smile and smoked another pipe, "You were once a mercenary and a unique assassin. Your skills are extremely versatile and can kill people, but you still have room for escape. But I No, my goal does not need to survive, it only needs to complete the task."
Chen Laizi said nothing, just narrowed his cloudy eyes and said calmly: "Is there any bottom line?"
When Lin Ze heard this, he was stunned at first, then took a puff of smoke and said, "Don't let him die."
Chen Laizi nodded and agreed.
"Drink a drink with me." Chen Laizi picked up the wine glass and said
"OK."
The two of them didn't need too many words. Chen Zizi once said that his life belonged to Lin Ze, and his words were true. Therefore, he would agree to any request Lin Ze made, even if Lin Ze handed over a If you ask him to wipe his neck with a knife, he won't hesitate.
He has never taught apprentices, but it does not mean that he will not teach them.
From Lin Ze's point of view, Chen Laizi is definitely a stunning figure. If his mind hadn't collapsed, he could have become the second Chen Yifei. Back then, he was handsome, personable, and had great magnanimity and mind. Likewise, He can also be so shady that people are shocked. How could such a character not even be able to teach an apprentice?
Lin Ze didn't doubt Chen Cripzi's ability at all. On the contrary, he was looking forward to what kind of character Chen Cripzi would make Han Xiaobao into.
"I will protect Miss Han tomorrow." Chen Zizi drank a glass of strong wine and lit a cigarette and said, "After drinking so much, I should do something for her."
Lin Ze was slightly grateful and said with a wry smile: "I may not have time to protect her tomorrow."
"Leave it to me." After Chen Laizi said this, he got up and fell asleep.
This week, like Lin Ze and Han Xiaoyi, he guarded the door of the villa almost sleeplessly.
If they don't sleep, how can Chen Laizi sleep?
Lin Ze is tired, Han Xiaoyi is tired, how can Chen Zizi not be tired,
He needs to get some sleep to prepare for tomorrow's memorial service,
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"The dead are the greatest." The second best person in the world raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "This sentence has no value in the eyes of people like me, let alone you."
Chen Yifei smiled and said, "It seems you don't believe this either."
"I never believe it." said the second best person in the world,
"I'm afraid there will be a large number of people attending tomorrow's memorial service. As for which ones are for watching a good show and which ones are for sincere condolences, it all depends on one's acting skills." Chen Yifei narrowed his delicate and gentle eyes and said in a slow tone, "But There is only one person I care about."
"Xue Bailing." The second best person in the world asked,
"Han Xiaoyi." Chen Yifei said bluntly,
"Do you need me to accompany you?" The second best person in the world asked,
"No need." Chen Yifei said lightly, "It's enough to bring the black and white robe."
"There's no big storm." The second best person in the world said doubtfully,
"Yes, and it's very big." Chen Yifei said with a half-smile, "But who said that only I can be at odds with the Han family."
The Second World paused for a moment, not quite understanding what Chen Yifei meant by this sentence.
The Chen family and the Han family have completely broken up, and there is no need for even the most basic courtesy. Then, besides the Chen family, who would make trouble at the Han family's memorial service?
Xue family,
Probably not,
At this time, the Xue family should focus on protecting their lives wisely. This is also in line with Chen Yifei's calculation.
Besides, who else would have trouble with the Han family?
The second best person in the world can’t figure it out,
But he usually doesn't waste too much time thinking about things he can't figure out.
These things have nothing to do with him. What he cares about is just how many peerless strong men there are in this world, and how many peerless masters he can seduce.
"Qiu Fei, don't you always think that the military has no experts worthy of your attack?" Chen Yifei suddenly changed the topic and said in a leisurely tone,
No. 2 in the world didn't say anything, just silently waiting for Chen Yifei's next words.
"Tomorrow, let me open your eyes and see if the military is really what you think, with only elite troops and no elite super masters." Chen Yifei seemed to be talking to the second best in the world, but also seemed to be talking to himself, In the end, he was not even sure whether what he said was true.
But no matter what, Chen Yifei believed that his guess was correct.
Otherwise, what kind of power did it have to make the two generals of the Shenjian Military Region not even give face to the Tiger Camp?
I really just want to bring bad luck to Lin Ze,
The Han family is probably one of the reasons,
"The hero is dead, and the world is in chaos." Chen Yifei said word by word,
