Ding Yuan stayed quietly in the dark wooden house. The atmosphere of the New Year was getting stronger and stronger. There were many Chinese people in the Golden Triangle. Looking at the bright smiles on other people's faces, he couldn't help but return to the happy and happy life before.
years.
The memory is clearest when I was a child. At that time, Ding Yuan was still a child. He was surrounded by a big family. During the day, he watched the soldiers training, and at night, he hid in his mother's warm arms and fell asleep sweetly. At that time, his father was still the company commander.
, not only was he in charge of the life and death of a group of people, but he also had to constantly deal with the Burmese government. His father was courageous and powerful, otherwise he would not have been able to firmly establish a foothold in the Golden Triangle. At that time, Ding Yuan was also happy.
, with a group of children of similar age, playing, playing, and carefree years.
Thinking of the days with Ruan Qiuxian, Ding Yuan couldn't help but smile. The woman he loved most in his life gave him everything, body, love, and the most precious trust. Ding Yuan was the protective umbrella in Ruan Qiuxian's heart and the one who would guide him.
She was rescued from the devil's cave. She knew how to be grateful and cherish the hard-won days. She worked diligently and diligently. Her wish was to live a peaceful life with Ding Yuan and have a group of children belonging to both of her. After her son was born,
Ruan Qiuxian had tears on her face. Looking at Ding Yuan's childlike smile, she truly felt the definition of happiness. Ding Yuan began to stop playing around. He understood that the courage on his shoulders was heavy. He had already
As a man, you must know how to love your wife, children, and parents, and you must know how to use your strong arms to create a warm harbor.
It was Lin Haotian, it was Lin Haotian, this beast, who had ruined everything for him. Ding Yuan's eyes slowly turned cold, and he pulled his fist tightly and beat it hard on the wooden table next to him, very, very hard.
Happiness is far away from him, family love is far away from him, and some of the people he loves most in his life are separated from each other at this moment. Ding Yuan will never forget what happened that day, the roar of the machine gun, his father's scream, Ruan Qiuxian's despair,
My grief and everything came from the guy I hated the most, Lin Haotian.
Now that he is dead, it doesn't mean that everything is over. He wants revenge, and he will definitely take revenge. But as for his strength and power, isn't fighting with the Lin family looking for death? Fortunately, he still has a group of good brothers who are sincere and sincere, so he can
Living for himself and dying for himself, Ding Yuan was filled with hatred and looked for guns everywhere like crazy. He needed guns and wanted revenge. He left his mark everywhere in Thailand, Cambodia, and Vietnam. Finally, he became an arms family.
Appeared in front of his eyes, he still wanted to buy a gun without gold, silver, and money? Of course not, since that was not possible, then he could only kill people and plunder goods. If those people in the underground were to blame, they could only blame the ruthless Lin Haotian, but he
Little did he know that while he was killing those people, he himself also turned into Lin Haotian, a murderous demon without batting an eyelid.
Even with no more and no more guns, he still couldn't defeat the Lin family who had formed a certain power. Ding Yuan did not despair, let alone give up. He tried every means, and finally Yunnan heard that there were a large number of guns. He rushed there non-stop.
Very good, the gun was bought, but the time to pick up the goods was set at night. Ding Yuan did not hesitate too much. It was past midnight, so he took his brothers and rushed out. In the jungle, there was an ambush. Many people,
They were all elites among elites, holding guns in their hands and wanting to kill him. He was disdainful for a moment. In a one-on-one fight outside, he might lose, but now he was in the jungle, his own territory, and even more so.
He played from small to big places, taking advantage of the jungle, and he really won, killing many people. When the last capable person was defeated in front of him, he didn't hesitate to hit him on the head.
He fired the gun, pulled away the man's hands that were tightly holding his butt, and his face became ferocious again.
Another failure, another despair, maybe he really lost, maybe the great revenge can only be avenged in the next life, the brothers around him are dead, crippled, stupid, crazy, he is heartbroken.
I felt something in the most vulnerable part of my heart. Leaving this sad place, maybe we will usher in a new life.
Killing cows and selling cows, the ordinary life in the busy life gradually enriched him. He drank a few sips of wine when he was happy, and drank a few big sips of wine when he was sad. He shed tears, thinking about those past events, and caressing the past.
With the yellowed photos, he felt that his life was a dead game, a dead game in a desperate situation.
A young farmer appeared in front of him. He was optimistic and cheerful. For the sake of his family, he dared to carry a tractor rocker to fight against others. He looked very much like a group of people holding machetes and iron bars. He really looked like his younger self.
After not making a move for a long time, he made a move and performed an astonishing move that shocked the scene. At the same time, he also formed an indissoluble bond with this little farmer.
Meeting someone you like at the moment when life is losing its luster may really be a kind of fate. He became familiar with him. He called him Uncle Ding and he called him Sanquan. One was old and the other was young. They respected each other.
Let's have a drink and chat, and the lifeless heart in his heart became active again.
I have no plans, no ambitions, and no passion like before. Revenge? What a joke. Do I still have hope?
Jinduoli is a good place, a place where Miyu and Immortal Yu died, and it is also the place where the hatred in his heart was rekindled. He saw hope. Staying on the top of the big tree outside, he saw everything, and saw Scar's
Loyalty, he saw Sanquan's desperate efforts, and at the same time he saw another person, an old man, an extremely low-key Yuncheng leather shop owner. It was not important. What was important was that he saw two other people, one who was good at
Using a knife, an old man who dared to carry a bomb on his back deterred everyone present. An old man with such a powerful master took great care of that little farmer. This was his blessing, and it was also his own blessing. Through the Golden Triangle,
Because of the relationship, he found out a piece of news that kept him awake for three days and three nights. The kid who wielded the knife and the kid who was bombed were named Yan. Their eldest brother was named Yan Yuntian, a man who could call the wind and rain in the Golden Triangle.
Once the arms dealer and the peasant boy are linked to him, the matter of revenge will be...
In this way, he is looking forward to it every day, looking forward to something happening to this little boy, because only in this way will he leave this hopeless Xiaoxiao Yuncheng. At the same time, he teaches him sword skills to make him stronger so that he will not become a human being.
He would die when he arrived at that place. Everything seemed to be destined by God. Something happened to him. Scar killed someone and hit his head with three punches. It was like a pair of brothers who lived and died together.
The old man did not disappoint him. The prison robbery was very beautiful and straightforward. He played a supporting role. However, the little farmer was stubborn and wanted to visit his wife before leaving. He understood and understood that there
For a moment, he admitted that he thought of Ruan Qiuxian.
What he least expected was that his jungle rival would appear in Xiaoxiao's Nangang Village, a Republic soldier who should have been shot in the head more than twenty years ago. He didn't recognize him, but he did.
It might be a good way to kill him with a borrowed knife, otherwise it would definitely be a very troublesome thing for him to recognize him. At this time, a poisonous snake called a cut belly helped him a lot.
We finally came to the Golden Triangle. It might take some time for the little farmer to get Yan Yuntian to help completely. He couldn't help it anymore and thought of a perfect plan. He wanted the Lin family to die one by one, but
The little girl may have been blessed by the Emperor, but some people became suspicious and ruined his plan completely like a ghost. One of these people was the little farmer.
Is he doubting himself? Will he still call himself Uncle Ding?
Ding Yuan kept thinking, his face changing again and again, sometimes sad, sometimes painful, sometimes ferocious, sometimes silly, he was thinking about another big plan in his heart, a plan to let the small peasants come to help him deal with the Lin family.
And Meng Ku might be the victim of this plan, a villain whose death would not be a pity.
The wooden door opened, and Su Qingguo walked in slowly, "Ayuan, it's Chinese New Year, Ahuo asked us to come over!"
It’s Chinese New Year, and it’s another new year, giving the Lin family another year to live.dd