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Volume 35 The Way of the World

After the creation of Bagua in the Fuxi era, the Chinese civilization began a jumping era after the creation of divination, magic witches, respecting the sky, and rituals. After the Shennong tasted grass and planted grains, and the Xuanyuan era made clothes, made words and music. After the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors passed, China entered an era of blooming flowers. The civilization has been passed down from then on.

A legend has been derived from this mountain and water land, with endless seas to the east, deserts to the west, mountains and grasslands to the north, and beautiful mountains and clear waters to the south. In this land, civilization has been passed down for five thousand years.

Chinese people are proud of this.

No matter how much reality is lagging behind foreign countries, we are proud of our ancestors. In every era of Tang, Song and other things, we are all the best in the world. Civilizations have been passed from us to the world, and the civilization created by our ancestors is undoubtedly a bright star on the planet Earth.

Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism have educated the three religions, and the people of this land began an era of reproduction and growth. Medicine, martial arts, military, law, yin and yang, philosophy, Taoism, nature, heaven and earth, God, the words we created contain extremely profound meanings. No country and civilization can create so many words with artistic conceptions. In terms of Western countries, the Taoism does not exist at all. But in China, the Taoism belongs to the Tao of existence.

Lao Tzu said: Tao can be told, it is extraordinary, and it is used to describe this great way. Later generations have studied for thousands of years and have derived words such as martial arts, tea ceremony, military arts, heavenly arts, principles, etc.

The Tao is broadly summarized and represents everything in our world!

This is the belief in China.

In the courtyard of the villa in the island above the sea, the old man in black looked at the endless sea and waved. With the support of more than a dozen black people, he boarded a yacht. After a while, he drove straight to the distance in the city of the building complex of Da 6.

Half an hour later.

The old man met another big man in a villa manor among the mountains.

After the two of them greeted each other, the charming young girl brought the tea made of expensive tea leaves and then retreated. The tea in the exquisite tea cup was yellow and jade-like, and the faint jasmine fragrance spread out, giving the luxurious living room a different elegant taste.

This tea is made of Dahongpao tea in Wuyi Mountain. Dahongpao tea has a price of 150,000 yuan per pound in the market. This is enough to prove the dignity of the owner here.

"Old Xuan, what's going on?" asked the big man wearing a red nightgown on the chair in a deep voice. There was a sense of surprise and questioning in his eyes.

The old man sighed.

The big man said in a deep voice: "Why? Such a thing happens here! You also know the situation outside now, why does such a thing happen?"

The old man began to say, "My junior brother Yao died, he died inexplicably."

"There is a government investigation into Lao Yao's death. Why should we retired people go and ask about it again?" said the big man. There was a sense of arrogance in his conversation.

The old man said sadly: "I came out with my junior brother back then, one black and one white. Although we had countless storms in our early years, we always retired. I thought we could have a peaceful life for 30 or 40 years, and we smiled at the wind and clouds. But I didn't want my junior brother to leave me early. Mr. Tang, do you know my mood?"

"But you shouldn't act so recklessly. You shouldn't lose your calmness."

The old man's eyes burst out: "Then do you know what kind of person I'm dealing with?"

The big man was silent for a moment, remembered the reported information, and said, "It's really not cheap."

The old man shook hands tightly: "It's the martial artist who Huajin!"

The big man whispered: "Didn't the country have controlled this group of terrifying force people? Why?"

The old man sneered: "A or two dragons will pop up from the grass."

"dragon?"

The old man in black changed the topic and said solemnly: "Can you help me?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The big man stood up and said, "I was on the brink of a thriving journey back then. The newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger and broke several major cases, but he encountered assassinations one after another half a year later. The assassination was a professional team of people-killing people. If you hadn't appeared with your junior brother, I would have died in that dark alley. Do you think I'd help?"

The old man in black laughed and said, "Do you still know that back then?" The two suddenly looked at each other and tacitly understood.

After the big man made a silent appointment with the old man in black, the two of them tasted tea and waited, the big man said, "You came from the island, I have prepared a good meal to treat you. Let's go upstairs?"

The old man in black said, "Do you really want it?"

"Hahaha." The old man of the big man smiled and said, "I said you, it's time to enjoy it. Nowadays, society is open, so don't even need the ancient ideas. Look at the flower world outside, who has the status of us, doesn't have a few mistresses? There are often old people looking for gossip news about not being a good woman in the news."

The old man in black was not a person who could not live up to the past, so he immediately sighed: "Society has indeed made progress." He naturally understood what a big meal was.

Outside the villa, two security guards stood firmly like soldiers outside the military region of the military. Some viscera in the villa are protected by a group of professionals.

This is where the big man lives.

Liu Zongyuan stood high and stood on the small slope on the hillside, watching the old man in black enter the manor among the mountains. His eyes were calm, like a quiet lake, and he was waiting for the night to come.

The sky is getting darker and the night is shrouding the city. The city with lights and traffic flows through the city begins its night life.

Liu Zongyuan, who had been waiting on the hillside for a day, also began to slowly go down the mountain, and people on the mountain killed people at the foot of the mountain!

"So."

The slight sound of passing through the grass stopped again. Liu Zongyuan jumped into the manor and rolled over and disappeared in the grass. His breathing had been controlled to the lowest point, and his whole heartbeat had reached a terrifying and slow level of beating once. After entering the villa manor, he remained motionless.

It was probably dark in the manor, and some servants walked and walked through, and the street lights on the paths in the villa manor began to light up one by one. Liu Zongyuan did not set off, but waited quietly, waiting for the brave attack after the night.

In the villa room, two big people were lying in the massage room, and two senior female masseurs who specialize in serving the owner of the villa were giving the two full body massage.

The two closed their eyes and thought, allowing the masseur to massage the whole body, using gentle palms and fingers to release fatigue in their bodies.

"Xiao Wang." said the big man in the red loose pajamas: "Go and ask if Xiao Lei has asked them to bring back a luxurious night meal." The medium-looking masseur who massaged the big man immediately turned around and walked out.

"You even made a night meal?" asked the old man in black. He naturally asked about the kind of big meal.

"I'm afraid you haven't tasted it before." The big man in the red loose pajamas suddenly smiled and said happily.

"I haven't tasted what kind of woman it is! Will I be surprised?" The old man in black laughed, and suddenly stopped, looking at the big man in red loose pajamas as if he thought of something.

"The little girl you are looking for?" the old man in black said in surprise.

The big man in the red loose pajamas said happily: "It's rare to enjoy it once, don't worry. These are two cute babies I have arranged for a long time and have been fond of for a long time. I won't share them with you if you come today."

"How old are they?" asked the old man in black.

"Seventeen?" The old man in black looked at the big man who was insincere and guessed.

The big man shook his head with a hearty and smirk.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the previous masseur came back and said, "Mr. Liu, they are back. The two little sisters are already waiting in your and Mr. Yang's bedroom."

"Let's go, try it." The big man sat up, put on his slippers, and said happily with a smile.

The old man in black also had a deep heart. Although he had tried many women, tender, gentle, barbaric, beautiful, and slim, they were all voluntary women. But he had never tried it for the little girl.

"Anyway, the boy named Han Luo can't escape. Enjoy one night today and start dealing with this trouble with Mr. Liu tomorrow." The old man in black thought to himself and walked towards the bedroom.

When he returned to the bedroom, he immediately saw a delicate little girl with an unbreasted face, looking at him in horror.

About ten years old!

The old man's blood was instantly boiling.

After midnight, the lights of the manor began to turn dark. After patrolling the entire manor, several security guards left behind to patrol the various places and start off work.

In such a dark manor, the two villas with lights on the second floor are very conspicuous.

A black shadow god climbed up to the second floor without knowing it. Under the dark night, he could not see the existence of this person at all.

However, the black figure heard two sounds that he shouldn't have heard.

It was the terrified and crying of two young little girls. From the sound, they were obviously less than ten years old.

"Scum!" Liu Zongyuan, who was separated by a wall, didn't know what this fearful voice represents.

He held his hand angrily. Even though he was already a master of martial arts, he couldn't help but feel emotional. When has the Chinese civilization fallen to this point?

Emotional volcano erupts.
Chapter completed!
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