One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

Jiang Ling himself didn't think so, but this sentence was really a bit exciting to Mr. Huang. Under Mr. Du's eyes, the woman singing the song quietly left the small hall from the side door, leaving only Jiang Ling, Huang and Du in the room.

What Jiang Ling didn't know was that a few years ago, a young man broke into his mansion alone and threatened him with concise words. What Mr. Huang was even more difficult to mention was that the entire Qing Gang was threatened by this young man who was not afraid of death.

This incident later became a taboo in the Qing Gang, and only a few parties involved knew about it. Later, the young man became rich and became the eldest brother of the gang. He probably felt that this matter was indecent and had never boasted in front of outsiders. Mr. Huang was a little better.

Unexpectedly, today, history repeats itself, and he is almost threatened by a young man again.

Mr. Huang's face was a little subtle. After pondering for a while, he said to Jiang Ling: "Girl, what do you mean is that if there is no good result today, let's ask our whole family to bury you with?"

Jiang Ling thought about it seriously and said uncertainly: "If the situation is at that level, maybe it will. Mr. Huang, my family calls me a crazy girl, and I can't tell if I will go crazy then."

Mr. Huang nodded and asked again, "What is the relationship between that young man and the leader of the Axe Gang Wang?"

Mr. Du, who was standing beside him, added, "I remember the news before that your team is dependent on the power of the Axe Gang."

Jiang Ling said "yes", without hesitation this time, and answered honestly, "They should be friends with age. I saw that the leader of the Wang Gang invited Ahe out several times. Ahe was very happy when he came back, saying that the leader of the Wang Gang was a righteous man."

"A righteous man, hum."

Mr. Huang sneered with unknown meaning, picked up his pipe and sat on the rocking chair beside him.

If Du He was there, he would find that the layout in this flower hall was somewhat similar to that of another street-facing mansion, and it seemed to be done by one person.

After divorce for many years, no matter how hard I don’t think of that person, Mr. Huang’s favorite thing subconsciously is still the thing left by his original wife. Some habits are engraved in his bone marrow. If you want to forget, unless the bones are crushed and ashes are recreated with mud.

Mr. Huang experienced not many setbacks in his life, and most of them were concentrated in the first half of his life. After reaching middle age, he was even more at the top of the Shanghai beach. No one dared to disobey him, nor was he capable of resisting him.

Except for two people, one is his first wife and the other is the bastard boy from the Axe Gang with the surname Wang.

Lin Guisheng's divorce made him a fool of himself in front of the entire Shanghai beach, and the bag that Wang Yaqiao posted on his door is still a hidden pain that he cannot touch.

Youdao is afraid of being arrogant, and he is afraid of being desperate.

Bai Xiangren is naturally in the green forest, so he is naturally trying to be happy and carefree. No one is here to fight for his life, but the surname Wang is not. He started his life by fighting for his life and not having his life, so no one dares to take his life.

Mr. Huang, who turned his back to the two, sneered. He could not take the life of the surname Wang, but the surname Wang would one day make him to death. He just needed to watch as always every day and wait for the news. Compared to patience, no one in Shanghai could compare to him.

Seeing Mr. Huang fall into his own thoughts, Mr. Du, who knows his brother very well, came to Jiang Ling in a friendly manner, nodded outside, and whispered, "Girl, let's say outside that the eldest brother is going to rest."

Jiang Ling nodded to express his understanding.

After all, he is an old man outside of sixty. If he asks him to stay up late, can he survive a young man?

It's impossible.

The two of them came to the outside of the flower hall with slight hands. The night was still dark. Mr. Zhang didn't know where he went, and the servants outside also evacuated far away, and the yard was quiet.

Mr. Du looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back, and after a long time, he sighed, "Heroes come from young people, time drives people to grow old, young people, you have given me a lot of surprises."

Jiang Ling was confused.

But Du He's still calm voice came from the darkness, "Mr. Du praised it, but he had to do it."

As the sound fell, Du He walked out of the darkness, wearing a coarse cloth black, but he looked no dark and hostile, and seemed to be just a straight young man who likes to joke.

Mr. Du reached out to guide him, Du He bowed his hand to thank him, and they sat in the corridor outside, looking at the bright moon above his head together.

"The moon is Hang Seng."

Mr. Du suddenly said.

Du He smiled slightly, "White Clouds and Cang Dog."

"You've been outside just now, right?" Mr. Du said confidently.

Du He nodded and scratched his head with some embarrassment, "I brought down several inspectors, but I didn't hurt them. It's better tomorrow. Mr. Du, don't be surprised."

Du Yuesheng didn't say anything. After a while, he suddenly smiled, "Talk about it, you are my own family, but you don't have much similarities to me, but you are like another person."

Du He said with some confusion, "Brother Wang hasn't shown up for a long time. I don't know how he is now. It's getting tighter and tighter now, so they are afraid they will have a hard time."

Mr. Du sighed, "Boy, seek benevolence and benevolence. With his ability, he is the cause of his own. Since he wants to be a hero, he naturally has to be beheaded, and he must be beheaded."

Jiang Ling tilted his head and looked at the backs of the two. As he looked, he felt that the two were indeed a little similar.

Deep down in the hearts of the two, there is something the same, it is the same.

Jiang Ling smiled and sneaked into the corner without disturbing the two of them.

Du He listened to Jiang Ling's footsteps that were obviously lighter, and he felt relieved and thanked him again, "This time I can make a trip, thanks to Mr. ", and took out a piece of rice paper from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Du, and said, "This is the place where things are buried. Mr. can dig it out, or keep it for future use, and the method of use is written on it. The teacher will know at a glance that it is just a little bit of a tender reward from the boy."

Mr. Du took the paper, took a look, then put it in his arms, nodded slightly, and said softly, "How do you know that I helped you, instead of open and hidden arrows, then you can make a raft?"

Du He smiled, "I'm not sure, I'm only sure now."

Mr. Du paused, shook his head helplessly, and said confidently, "Take a sloppy head."

This time it was Du He's turn to be surprised, "Mr. Du is wise. This trick is used to joke with many elders, but most of them have not discovered it. How can the sir know?"

"It's only now that I know." Mr. Du gave Du He a retribution for his life.

Du He Yaran.
Chapter completed!