Cao Qingdao looked at Xiang Que with his eyes and frowned and asked, "Old Xiang, is that the case?"
Xiang Que smiled and said calmly: "People have a mouth and say whatever they say, but Qing Dao I will ask you, do I need to explain if you are here? Do you know what they want? It's Wang Xuanzhen Zhenchengtai
Jiang Ziya's funeral objects dug out from the cemetery. Haha, this thing is a priceless antique to ordinary people, but you understand what the meaning is to people like us? People are in front of absolute interests, do you think they are from the mouth
How credible can the words say be? Your senior brother and others can say they bought them from Liu Kun, but who knows whether they paid the money or not? But I have to say that it was Wang Kunlun who snatched them from Liu Kun’s house or not. Do you believe it?
?”
Cao Qingdao glanced at Zhao Lijun and Su He next to him. He immediately understood what it meant to be taken to this woods. He might have been a lobbyist for a long time, but he was convinced by his brother.
Maoshan is Cao Qingdao's family, and Xiang Que is his best friend's brother. This multiple-choice question has given Cao Qing no options. Which one do you ask him to help? Should you help his family or brother?
?
Once a choice is made, it means that he may lose another party. He feels that his lips weigh a thousand pounds and cannot be opened at all.
Cao Qingdao smiled sadly and miserable. This question was too difficult for him.
Zhao Lijun patted his shoulder and suddenly said in his ear: "Qingdao, do you know how we made enemies with Xiang Que? We were originally without grievances, but he blacked us in the forests in southern Qiannan.
Maoshan made you two fellow brothers and even kidnapped your senior sister, and he almost lost his life. Then he cheated you again. If you hadn't met him here today, you would have thought
Xiang Que is dead?"
"Senior Sister..." Cao Qingdao turned his head and asked in surprise.
Su He nodded gently, Cao Qingdao immediately collapsed and covered his head and squatted on the ground in pain. Zhao Lijun forced him to be at a loss in a few words. He was not in love with Xiang Que.
It's shaken, but I really don't know how to make a choice.
Zhang Shoucheng grinned and said, "Xiang Que, look at your brother being beaten so much, are you feeling sad? You dare to offend Longhu Mountain and Maoshan for the sake of Wang Kunlun, but you are now for Cao Qingdao's ability.
Can't you give up the three things in your hand? Or in your heart, Cao Qingdao's weight is not as heavy as that of the gangster? That's right, how many ounces can love be? Can you buy it with money? Haha
,Ha ha······"
"You are so mad, can you stop talking? What's the matter with you? Just the fuck you are the most provocative. Why did you bring me here? What do you have to worry about?" Cao Qing said.
He stood up and pointed at Zhang Shoucheng and cursed: "Did you bring me the fuck and just want to force me to let Lao Xiang hand over the things, right?"
"Ask your senior brother, this is what he means." Zhang Shoucheng smiled faintly.
Cao Qingdao pursed his lips and looked at Xiang Que and Zhao Lijun with a complicated expression. How should he speak this mouth?
Let Xiang Que hand over the things, Xiang Que may do this, but will the two of them be embarrassed to meet in the future?
If he doesn't speak, will he still have the face to go to Maoshan again in the future?
"Qingdao, everything must be the overall situation first. Is Maoshan your family right?" Zhao Lijun pointed at himself and Su He and said, "You have also said that we are your family, and the family affairs are yours, right?
?”
"Senior brother, besides family, people also have friends. What about brothers?" Cao Qingdao smiled miserably.
Cao Qingdao did not dare to look at Que because he knew that even if he only showed a hint of praying in his eyes, Xiang Que would definitely nod.
That's how people interact with each other.
Some people will never see through the emotions in their hearts when you are with them for the rest of their lives, but some people will probably know how strong the relationship between them can be!
"Bang" Xiangque suddenly took off his canvas bag from his shoulder and threw it on the ground.
"Swish" Cao Qingdao raised his head and was stunned: "Old, Lao Xiang... I didn't speak."
Xiang Quexiao said, "Money is something outside of your body. If you don't have it, you will make money. But if you don't have it, tell me where else can I go to know someone named Cao Qingdao? Who didn't leave me alone when he was in the underworld
Run away? You can ask me to sell your house. Qingdao, can I make you embarrassed?"
Cao Qingdao looked at the bag that was thrown on the ground by Xiang Que, nodded silently and muttered: "My friend, I'm not blind."
"Take the things away, I'll return them to me." Xiang Que kicked the bag with his feet. Zhao Lijun bent over and picked it up, opened it and saw the Tai Chi diagram inside. He was all there, and he reached out and took it out and then took it out.
Just by looking at it, he knew that the thing was real, so he returned the bag to Xiang Que.
Xiang Que picked up the bag and said to Cao Qingdao: "I have been hiding my death from you and I don't want to make things difficult for you. After all, I have a conflict with Maoshan. I don't want you to be stuck in the middle and it's hard to do it. Don't think too much."
"Well, I know, I should do whatever we should do. Can our relationship be cracked because of this? Haha, I understand."
He nodded to Quei, turned around and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Zhang Shoucheng suddenly said, "Xiang Que, are you almost done?"
Xiang Que said without replying: "What, do you have to ask me to pay some interest?"
Zhang Shoucheng shook his head and said, "I will calculate the interest matter in the future. You handed over what Maoshan wants, but the matter of the First Emperor's Mausoleum has not been explained yet? Although we haven't had a formal fight with each other, I can see that,
You have not completely taken away the luck of heaven. You have to pay back the things you snatch. If you snatch the luck, don’t you have to pay it back.”
Xiang Que turned around and pointed at him and said, "Then I can tell you clearly that I can't give it. I can hand over the emotional card with Cao Qingdao and me, but what trump card do you have to pay with me if you have Tiandao Qilu?"
"Did we spend so much time just to make a few dead objects?" Zhang Shoucheng licked his lips and said with a smile: "You think the problem is too simple. We are thankful that so many people don't get a satisfactory result."
"Can you stop me?" Xiang Queyi curled his lips and said, "The Twelve-Day Gate Formation traps me, it's not a little bit short of it."
"Is that so? Then, now you can see if it's enough?" Zhang Shoucheng suddenly raised the tip of the sword in his hand and pointed it on Cao Qingdao's heart.
"Xiang Que, brotherly feelings can allow you to hand over the things in Taigong Cemetery. Then Cao Qing said that your life is enough. Do you think it's enough? You hand over the luck of heaven?"