If you destroyed an ant nest, even if it was intentional, you would not take it to heart.
After all, the ant nest is just a comfortable nest for ants. How will they live in the future? How much will they hate you? What does it have to do with you?
The law of the jungle is the law of survival in this world.
But if an ant hates you for destroying their nest, and then bravely attacks you, sneaks up on you and tries to bite you to death - how will you react?
You will definitely slap this ant to death!
Even if it escapes this time, as long as you recognize its appearance, no matter where you see it in the future, you will definitely kill it!
Because it offends your strong dignity, you can only use its life to wash away its stupidity.
In Liao Jiangnan's eyes, Lan Kui is that ant who overestimates his abilities.
To be honest, Liao Jiangnan didn't take Lan Kui seriously at all, and he didn't even send people out to cause trouble for him.
But this does not mean that he will let Lan Kui go after they meet.
Just like now, when he saw Lan Kui right in front of him, Liao Jiangnan smiled very happily.
In fact, he was indeed very happy because he finally found the cunning ant that dared to offend him.
Where can you run this time?
Liao Jiangnan's smile grew thicker and even seemed a little coquettish.
But this smile was seen by Lan Kui, but it was the devil Satan's death call. He only felt that his whole body was sore and weak, and he could not even breathe smoothly.
For how many nights, whenever Lan Kui thought of Liao Jiangnan's shocking sword strike, like a black sword strike mixed with faint wind and thunder, he would wake up with fright, touch the scar that was more than ten centimeters long on his chest, and frantically
asthma.
That time was the first head-to-head confrontation between Lan Kui and Liao Jiangnan.
That knife shattered the overwhelming anger in Lan Kui's heart and shattered all his courage——
If one of his brothers hadn't arrived in time and stood in front of him, God could guarantee that the person split in half by that knife would not have been his brother, but him, Lan Kui.
Even though his brother blocked the knife for him and was split in half, the tip of the knife still made a long bloody gash on Lan Kui's chest.
That knife, that black knife that had been blessed by thousands of gods and demons, was sitting on the seat behind Liao Jiangnan. The blade of the black knife without a scabbard was shining with a strange light in the sun.
Staring at the knife, Lan Kui's eyes reappeared in the scene of his brother being split in half, with blood splattering everywhere - the man was split in half, and even the voice he shouted before his death was also chopped into pieces: "Brother,
Run!!"
run?
Last time a brother blocked the knife for me, who will it be this time?
Next time, who else can be there?
Lan Kui stared blankly at the knife. He didn't know how long it had passed before he suddenly smiled, then opened the car door and got out of the car briskly.
At this moment, no one blocked Liao Jiangnan's black knife for Lan Kui.
And he didn't want to run away and hide around like a lost dog, even though the woman he loved was living for him at this time and did something against his will.
Lan Kui decided not to run away anymore. He wanted to die like a man by Liao Jiangnan's knife.
After a person dies, he is no longer afraid, no longer distressed, and no longer confused and confused.
When a person is determined to die, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, and there is a black sword blessed by thousands of gods and demons, he can still face it with a smile, just like Lan Kui at this time: I, finally don’t have to
Run away! If I had known that death was not as scary as I thought, why would I have hidden for so many years, and why would I have to harm Xiaoran?
After seeing Lan Kui get out of the car with a relaxed smile, a look of surprise appeared on Liao Jiangnan's handsome face, which quickly disappeared.
But it was captured keenly by Lan Kui.
Liao Jiangnan's surprise made Lan Kui even happier, because at least he did something that even Black Blade Liao Jiangnan didn't expect.
He likes to surprise this 'pseudo-girl': "Liao Jiangnan, are you surprised? Haha, I won't run away again this time. I may die by your knife, but I won't be afraid of you anymore.
I won’t be afraid of you in the next life!”
"You are afraid of me in this life, and you will be afraid of me in the next life, because you exist just to die in my hands."
Liao Jiangnan replied calmly, and the breeze blew past, blowing his long hair, making his whole body look so elegant.
"I will bless you, down there."
Lan Kui took a deep breath and took off his outer suit naturally.
Then he threw the suit worth tens of thousands on the front of the Mercedes-Benz, turned around and walked towards the open space in front.
"There are already many people down there blessing me, that's why I live such a wonderful life."
Liao Jiangnan still said calmly and closed the car door.
"Being able to die under such bright sunshine is also a blessing. I think after I die, you will tell the relevant departments that I am a drug lord, right?"
Lan Kui rolled up his cuffs, moved his neck, and prepared for the last fight before his death. However, the nerves in his whole body jumped tightly. The burning desire to fight made his eyes bright, just like that night many years ago.
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"If I miss someone like you, I don't need a reason at all. The relevant departments will find the most suitable reason for me."
Liao Jiangnan licked his lips and looked at Lan Kui like an alcoholic looking at a bottle of Maotai.
"Yes, you are right."
Lan Kui nodded convinced and asked, "Where is your black knife?"
"There is no need to use my black knife to kill you."
Liao Jiangnan replied calmly.
"It seems right."
Lan Kui pondered for a moment before saying, "I have a request."
Liao Jiangnan smiled: "Can you please use my black knife?"
Lan Kui put away his smile and nodded vigorously: "Yes! Because I want to experience what it was like when my brother died - maybe this way, I will have the face to see him after I go down. Liao Jiangnan, you
You’re not so stingy that you don’t want to fulfill a dying person’s last wish, are you?”
There was a little more respect in Liao Jiangnan's eyes. He raised his hand without looking back and said softly: "Knife, here."
The knife, the black knife, the black knife shining with a strange light in the bright sunshine, was held by Yang Dingtian with both hands and placed in the palm of Liao Jiangnan's hand.
Looking at the black knife that once split his brother in half, Lan Kui's eyes became even more fanatical. He shouted loudly and was about to pounce on him. When he pounced on him desperately, he heard someone behind him hissing:
"Lan Kui!!"
This was a woman's voice. Lan Kui was very familiar with it, and he could tell that the hoarseness in her voice was caused by some kind of rough external force.
This sound was like 10,000 black knives blessed by gods and demons, piercing Lan Kui's heart hard, causing blood to flow and hurting to the bone marrow!
"ah!!"
Lan Kui didn't want to look back, he just screamed with all his strength and jumped towards Liao Jiangnan!
In other words, he rushed towards the black knife!
Because his biggest wish now is to die under this black knife as quickly as possible!
Better to be split in half!
That way, he would never have to see that pretty face that made him feel distressed before he died...
Lan Kui jumped up, and Cui Ran hissed again: "Lan Kui!!"
Lan Kui, Lan Kui, Kui——
Cui Ran's voice seemed to come from the prehistoric era hundreds of millions of years ago. It was ethereal and unreal, making Lan Kui feel as if he was floating in the sky and his target was the black knife.
The black knife is getting closer and closer, and Lan Kui has even felt the coldness from the blade - in the future, he will no longer feel any shame in the world, and will feel the lightness of relief.
The black knife flashed past lightly, the blade was as cold as a dream.
Lan Kui was flying, flying at least three feet, and then falling lightly.
When his feet landed on the ground, he felt a sense of ease that he had never experienced before, causing him to maintain the same movement as when he landed and not move for a long time.
…
Jin Changsen walked into the living room with a calm expression, sat on the sofa, and picked up the enamel jar on the desk.
On the table in the Jin family's living room, this low-grade enamel jar would always be placed. There would always be lukewarm water in it. In the water, there would be green tea brewed with longan, wolfberry, chrysanthemum and rock sugar.
He likes to drink this tea.
Because he felt that this kind of water could keep him energetic and calm at all times, even if Chu Liangxiao became the secretary of Dongcheng District and he could only continue to succumb to the throne of the district chief.
All along, when others mention Jin Changsen, they will say that he is the top leader in Dongcheng District.
In fact, Jin Changsen is not the secretary at all, but the district chief. Others respect him as the top leader because he has been operating in Dongcheng District for many years, and any secretary can only follow his lead.
But now, Chu Liangxiao, who has just arrived, looks charming and frail on the surface, but in fact he is very menacing. In just a few days, he has firmly grasped the "gun barrel" in his hand, showing great tenacity.
"Oh, do you think you are pretty, have the support of the Fang family behind you, and have successfully controlled the police station, so you can fight with me? Chu Liangxiao, Chu Liangxiao, compared to me, you are still a bit young."
Jin Changsen found it funny when he thought of Chu Liangxiao's high-spirited appearance in the meeting that just ended.
If it weren't for his status, Jin Changsen would definitely say some indecent words, such as: In fact, the most suitable place for Secretary Chu to use his skills is in bed——
Smiling, Jin Changsen picked up the enamel jar and was about to drink water when his face darkened.
The enamel jar was actually empty, or in other words, only the tea roots were left in it.
What's going on? Did the nanny forget to make tea for me?
Jin Changsen slowly put down the jar, his face as heavy as water, and just when he was about to call the nanny, he heard gentle footsteps on the stairs to the second floor.
Jin Changsen turned his head and looked, then stood up, his eyes full of doubts: "You - are you?"
The person who stopped on the stairs after seeing Jin Changsen was a little girl.
The little girl was wearing a large white T-shirt, similarly large sports shorts, and Mrs. Kim's red embroidered slippers.
The little girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old. Because of the loose clothes, she looks thinner and thinner. Her face is a little haggard, but her appearance is very delicate, especially her eyes, which are very bright, like a leaving bird.
The little wild cat in the forest shines with wild vigilance.