As the bodyguards retreated, Xiao Yong started again. As soon as he opened the door, Yang Weifeng's voice came to mind again: "In this position, I realized a truth. 'People are not noble, they are noble because they are not tempted enough;
People don't care about loyalty. They are loyal because the stakes for betrayal are not high enough!'"
Hearing this, Xiao Yong's footsteps paused, his calm expression unmoved. He didn't turn around, just stayed silent for a few seconds, and then said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter how noble you are, but someone has set an epitaph for noble people."
.The world calls such people heroes: It doesn’t matter how loyal they are, but there are people who are willing to do whatever it takes to be loyal. The world calls such people brothers.” After saying this, Xiao Yong opened the door and strode away. He looked a little firm.
The back view made Yang Weifeng hesitate for a moment, and the blank expression on his face seemed to really doubt that the truth he had summarized over the past few years was a mistake.
At Xinyu Teahouse on Yunlong Street, Xiao Jun sat on a sofa by the window very grandly, his eyes were very cold, even his two thick eyebrows had soft ripples, and his very calm face looked a bit cold.
Holding the tea cup in his right hand, he stared out the window motionlessly. The steam coming out of the tea cup showed that the tea had just been brewed. His bohemian demeanor seemed to be full of amorous feelings. His melancholy and deep state made the waiter in the teahouse ready to make a move.
It seems that he can easily grasp a woman's heart. He has a dazzling smile on his lips that makes people fall into her if they are not careful.
However, the man next to him seemed to be somewhat eclipsed. Although he had the same calm expression, the same indifference, the same melancholy eyes, and the same deep demeanor. But the depth of the man next to Xiao Jun seemed to be deliberate, as if
It is deliberately artificial in order to attract women. But Xiaojun's depth is very natural, just like an unintentional expression, very natural, and his unruly demeanor makes people's hearts beat.
As expected, a woman sitting right in front of Xiaojun seemed unable to bear Xiaojun's temptation. She put the tea cup in front of her to her lips and took a sip, then stood up with a smile like a spring breeze, enough to make Ren He and a man intoxicated.
.Twist your round hips and stroll towards Xiaojun.
"Master, do you mind if I sit here?" I don't know whether Xiao Jun is obsessed with the scenery outside the window or is deep in thought. A very charming female voice floats in his ears. Xiao Jun then turns his head casually, but his eyes are just
He glanced at the woman who was speaking. Her eyes were very calm, without any expression or words. She turned around and stared out the window again.
Xiao Jun's indifferent attitude made the woman slightly stunned, but she soon regained her composure and was still smiling happily.
"Since you don't speak! Then I'll take it as your acquiescence." The woman smiled and sat next to Xiao Jun. The chilling aura she exuded made Chen Qi on the side slightly surprised and a little confused.
He glanced at the woman.
"Your name is Xiao Jun, right?" The woman picked up the untouched cup of tea that had been brewed on the table, and the fat boy took a sip of it and said.
"Who are you!" Hearing this, Xiao Jun changed his face slightly and turned to look at the woman. The faint murderous aura on the woman made Xiao Jun frown slightly. He could tell that this woman had definitely killed someone before.
"The fierce dragon crossed the river, and the troubled times started because of you. Do you really care about my identity? Or maybe you are afraid of me." The woman still said with a smile.
After saying this, Xiaojun's aura changed slightly, and his unruly eyes forced the woman, and a small teardrop fell from his brow. At this time, he knew very well that this woman's appearance here was by no means accidental, or that every move he made was...
Within the opponent's control.
"Haha... It's a joke. I stand with my sword on my horse, but I am the only one who can defeat the army." Immediately, Xiao Jun regained his composure and roared loudly.
"Really, but even if you have the strength of 'one man can stand the test, ten thousand men can't break it.' Not to mention that this is a modern era, how many people can you fight alone, ten, a hundred or a thousand people, even if you
You have the courage to fight a thousand people. But what about ten thousand people?" The woman was unmoved and seemed to be mocking at the corner of her mouth.
"Who are you! What do you want to say? Although I never attack women, I will make an exception today, or it will be an accident for you." Xiao Jun drank the fragrant tea in one gulp, as if drinking alcohol.
"Haha..." The woman smiled sweetly. Then she said again: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your every move is in our eyes. I forgot to tell you that Binhai is not as simple as you think.
Do you like to watch skin shows? No matter how wonderful the scarecrow's performance at the front stage is and how much attention it draws, he is always controlled by the people behind him. If the owner is in a bad mood that day, it may never perform again.
Such a wonderful scene."
Hearing this, Xiao Jun's aura slowly disappeared, and a hint of conspiracy flashed in his eyes. He put the empty cup of tea in his hand on the table, tilted his upper body slightly towards the woman, and brought the corner of his mouth close to the woman. Facing Xiao Jun's approach, the woman did not hesitate.
No matter how he dodges, he still smiles like a spring breeze. He hears Xiao Jun's very light but deep voice: "Really? It's very interesting. It seems that we have the same hobbies. I also like to watch skin shows. After all, this is China.
national culture. Maybe you are right, but skin play is always just a skin play. The scarecrow in the performance has no life. You were born to be used as a performance. How can someone give life to that scarecrow one day? Maybe it will still be alive.
The performance is perfect and wonderful in front of his master, but his living heart will slowly heat up. He uses his performance to confuse the world, and his ambition slowly prepares in the background."
Immediately, the woman's smiling expression suddenly stopped. It seemed that she didn't believe that Xiao Jun's words were so powerful. She looked at Xiao Jun with a little bit of surprise in her heart. Inexplicably, there was a trace of silence in her heart. She thought that this night
Relying on blood to become the Scarlet Shura is just a brave man. Now it seems that it is not the case. He thought indifferently: "Maybe he can really reach the pinnacle of Binhai and become another emperor's master with the most wisdom in the world."
"Haha... A fierce dragon is not a general, but a dragon crossing the river is not a fierce dragon. This sentence seems to make sense." The woman seemed to be talking to herself, looking at Xiao Jun, she rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Now can you tell me who you are! So all my actions are under your control." Xiao Jun asked, leaning his body on the sofa.
"No... I only started paying attention to you after you killed Chu Batian and blamed Yang Weifeng." The woman said frankly.
"Haha... So if I hadn't killed Chu Batian, I would have been just a little minion in your eyes, and I wouldn't have been able to make any big waves, right?" Xiao Jun crossed his fingers and smiled.
"Yes... but even now you are very important to us." The woman glanced at Xiao Jun and smiled calmly.