Chapter 1182

Outside, the blade tore the photo in his hand to pieces and threw it into the garbage can like a corpse.

When I got on the bus, it was difficult to sit in the bus.

Shenjinhui... That is the friendship of life and death with niehaitang, and the existence of the same family.

Niehaitang was shot and killed by the three brothers of the emperor's family. Before his death, he suffered a lot, but as a good brother, Shen Jinhui was no better. It's said that they all died miserably in the hands of the emperor's family.

Moreover, even one of the nies' dogs was killed.

Niehaitang's only daughter, wuchou, was thrown onto the taboo island.

So why did he get away with it?

If he is really Shen Jinhui's son, and he happens to stay with emperor ShenHan, what is this? Undercover?

Even if he is innocent, the emperor's family will not believe him

The blade leaned feebly against the seat, and the cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Even if it was the door that emperor ShenHan found

Blade's consciousness goes back to ten years ago. At that time, he was less than 20 years old. He was a dull young man. He was full of ruffians. He dared to rob territory with others with a few brothers.

Either fight or pick up girls, eat, drink and have fun.

Life was also quite pleasant until emperor Shen Han appeared

That day, blade took Ali's brothers to work with old guns. The blade refused to accept the old gun, and the old gun didn't allow a newcomer to shout with him. However, they beat the blade and ran away several times.

This time, they are fighting over uneven territory.

However, there was no fighting. The two groups of people were about to fight for wisdom and courage under the broken grass Pavilion at the entrance of the village.

Playing cards, betting is territory.

The blade was wearing a vest on his upper body, beach pants under him, flip flops on his feet, and smoke in his mouth. His eyes narrowed because of the smoke. Looking at the card in his hand and the old gun across from him, "have you considered it? Which one is out? Can't compare with the size?"

"Damn you, you are so desperate!" The old gun has lost several times in a row. If he loses again this time, his land will be gone!

"Who are you going to scold?" Ali, standing behind him, was unhappy.

The blade put down the card in his hand, with a cigarette between his fingers and a lazy look in his eyes, "so worried about that piece of land? In fact, I don't want that piece of land, anything else is OK."

Old gun looked at him warily. Is it so good? "What else?"

"Let your mother sleep with me."

"The blade is yours!" The old gun was so angry that he patted the table and stood up to draw a knife.

Ali, of course, was not a vegetarian. They also clapped their knives.

"Old gun, our boss sleeps with your mother. He thinks highly of your mother, and doesn't think how old your mother is! That's an advantage! Who doesn't know that bitches hundreds of miles around can be attracted by our boss's charm!"

"..." blade, don't say this. He doesn't like bitch!

"Damn it, stop gambling! You've cheated too much! Copy the guy and fuck him!" The old gun smashed the card and was so angry that he was about to draw at the little white face of the blade.

However, as soon as I raised my knife, a car came by the roadside, and more than one of them stopped on the road outside the grass Pavilion.

Originally, the road was a little spacious. The arrival of these cars made the road seem cramped.

"Boss, who is it?" Ali asked.

The old gun stared at the car. "Shit, that car is awesome. It's a big deal!"

The man behind said, "boss, do you want to rob me?"

Before I spoke, the people in the other vehicles got off the bus and were fully armed. The equipment was definitely not old guns. These thugs could compete with them.

The atmosphere was suddenly full of tension.

Who robbed who?

The blade frowned. He didn't remember offending such a person. Is it a stupid old gun?

If that's the case, they'll have to get out of here before the bullets hit their heads.

The blade got up, and his steps had not turned. Seeing the man coming down from the high-end car, he even forgot to leave.

The man is tall, but his aura is very inconsistent with the young appearance. He is thick and frightening. If the king comes, it seems that the surrounding heat has cooled down, making people's hair stand erect.

The armed men surrounded the grass Pavilion. The man walked steadily and his eyes fell on the blade face.

Shallow eyes in the light with transparent color, like cold beads without emotion.

Although blade is very good at ordinary times, he knows himself clearly. At present, he is definitely strong and weak.

So, it's not the old gun that offends people. It's actually him?

But he doesn't remember

Moreover, the man looked at people as if he was being stared at by some monster.

Look at the fart

"Blade." The voice is deep and mellow.

He was shocked by the blade of the roll call. Is his name so loud? be attracted to a place by its reputation as a scenic spot? stand a good chance!

"Excuse me." Emperor ShenHan opens his mouth.

The blade thought he was talking elsewhere. As a result, the militants aimed their guns directly at other people's heads and drove them out by force.

"Boss!" Ali worries about the blade.

Blade can't see his younger brother being bullied. Looking at emperor Shen Han's face, it's hard to avoid looking ugly. "What are you doing?"

Emperor ShenHan went to the table and opened a card. It was a big ghost.

The blade was shocked. Luck

Other people in the caotangzi were evacuated. Only emperor ShenHan, daoren and other armed elements were present.

"In my mind, there is no such person as you." The blade looks at emperor Shen Han uninhibited. Looking at him, I always feel cold and uncomfortable. However, if you can't beat me, you still can't forgive me. "If you come here to ask me to be the boss, I refuse. You can leave."

Emperor ShenHan stared at him for a few seconds and didn't speak.

A militant nearby handed over a contract and put it in front of the blade.

The blade opened in bewilderment, only to find that it was a job title. Want him to be the man in front of him... Close bodyguard??

I didn't look back. The blade was not interested. He threw the contract on the table with a very bad attitude. "Look for someone else. I don't like working for others."

"Seven digit annual salary." Emperor ShenHan opens his mouth.

"... it's not about money."

"Eight digits."

"It's a deal. But I have to bring my men."

"Just you."

"You are buying and selling by force!" The blade kicked the chair and thought it was wrong. What is the eight digit annual salary?

Eight figures! You can't rob the territory. He has to rob the bank to have it!

Blade thought, and felt that there was something wrong.

He walked forward and leaned his butt against the edge of the table next to Emperor ShenHan. "Hey, to tell you the truth, why did you find me? Although I don't want to underestimate myself, I'm an amateur. I'm far from my major. Eight figures. Didn't you play with me?"

Emperor Shen looked at him coldly, "more than eight figures."

"What else?" Blade feels that the pie falling from the sky is big and round.

"Your brother's life."