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"Brother Rentong is a hero of the village. His reputation and income have brought great attention to the villagers and have given them new paths … And you? "

On the sickbed, Zhou Xuan spoke softly, but her eyes were always quietly looking out the window.

Beside her, a complicated look appeared on Sarkar's face. This girl was someone who had grown up with him and his brother. He knew that both he and his brother liked her.

But in Zhou Xuan's mind, there seemed to be only Lang Tong's figure, because it was very different from the path that Lang Tong had taken when he had learned Thai boxing from a single person — Lang Tong had become a household name, and the various bonuses he had won from the tournament were constantly improving the environment and the lives of the village.

As for Zachman … He, who stayed in the village, also wanted to help the village, but because of a conflict between the villagers and a small gang, he had no choice but to get involved.

He did this... Most of the villagers did not know the truth, so compared to the respect and love Langton received, the return to the village of Zacamman only received indifference and discrimination.

Including Zhou Xuan, the only one she liked was Langton, and it was definitely not Yakaman.

Fortunately, compared to the villagers, Zhou Xuan was one of the few who understood the situation.

Unable to hear her response, Zhou Xuan continued to quietly say, "I really miss my childhood. Back then, no one fought or killed …"

There was no fighting or killing!

As she listened, she saw the faint expectant smile on the corner of Zhou Xuan's mouth, then she slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she said softly and heavily, "We will, we will all return to the tranquility of our childhood …"

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the room with her fists clenched tightly. She made her final decision, "This will be the last time. Coming back from Fallen Cloud Pavilion, I will stay by your side … Zhou Xuan, I love you! "

The Falling Cloud Pavilion was located in a forest near the mountain and by the water outside the county city. A winding mountain path snaked through the tall and dense forest and entered deep into a steep cliff. A few triangular-shaped buildings with sharp spires facing a gurgling river were known as the Falling Cloud Pavilion.

Although this place was far away from the city, it was also the location of the most famous beer shop in the neighboring counties. The beautiful environment, together with the authentic German beer and the special services provided, made the Fallen Cloud Pavilion one of the first places to be enjoyed by many potential customers.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the forest, there was a small Buddhist shrine. It was as tall as a person, but its incense was still burning strongly.

At this moment, in the drizzling rain, a man around the age of twenty was bowing in front of the buddhist shrine with his hands folded in front of him. He was mumbling something. He was dressed in a denim suit, and the corset couldn't wrap around his rock-like muscles. He looked sturdy and sturdy, but half of his face was covered by his long hair. Only the other half of his face was showing a cold and evil aura.

A few minutes later, a man in a flowery robe came to the side of the man and said softly, "Big brother, that man is on the third floor of the Falling Cloud Pavilion. The room is called Drunken Cloud Court, and beside him are two other German women and several ladies.

Hearing this, the person nodded slightly and said, "I understand. You can go back first!"

"Big brother, you're going alone?" The floral shirt man seemed to be surprised. He continued to say, "They all have this guy, so let me help you! It was also Brother You's arrangement! "

Brother You was talking about Joss, and this cowboy was actually Luo Liang.

Hearing the man's insistence, Luo Liang smiled and nodded. He did not say anything else and slowly walked towards the Great Hall of the Falling Cloud Pavilion.

Entering the main hall, the chilly weather outside due to the rain had already disappeared. All that was left over were various kinds of heat waves filled with desire and passion.

It was almost red. The naked woman was dancing on the stage in an extremely flirtatious manner, as if she was already treating every single vertical steel pipe as a man. This made the other men present feel as if their blood was boiling;

Some of them were drinking wine and talking loudly about all sorts of topics. Was it because of vulgar laughter mixed with sharp whistles?

There were also people who were quietly competing in dart techniques, betting heavily. Every time they threw a dart, it would cause waves of cheers, cries of regret and even despair to resound from the crowd.

Of course, there were also people hugging each other in the hall. The ones who had surprised Luo Liang were these people.

Thankfully, the floral shirt man had already set foot on the road. With Luo Liang in tow, they quickly passed through the bustling crowd and headed toward the stairs.

Upon reaching the third floor, the atmosphere immediately became a lot more tranquil. At the very least, there were no longer any kind of laughter or boisterous words. All that was quietly flowing was the piano piece of the German music festival, which made it sound much more comfortable.

"That's the Drunken Cloud Courtyard. There are five people in there!"

After hearing the introductions, Lorian found out who the people inside were — a German killer named Fain, two German women, and two young ladies!

There were not many five people, and since they were the killers who came here to kill Luo Liang, Luo Liang believed that Fain should have his own self-awareness — — Kill or be killed, it was normal!

"Stay here, be careful!" After reminding the man, Luo Liang walked down the corridor with his head held high.

The guns had been prepared for him by the You siblings. Now that they were gently loaded, it looked like it was about to end.

As he held the gun and walked to the door, a trace of pity could be seen in the evil smile on Luo Liang's face, "If those two German women were Fain's sisters or women, I really don't want them to see Fain die here with their own eyes …" Forget it, they didn't want his life anymore! Just give him a bit of strength and tell him to leave this place! "

As soon as he made up his mind, Luo Liang reached for the door handle. He could already hear the faint sounds of laughter coming from inside the room …

Luo Liang opened the door and was about to throw out a punch, but he suddenly blinked his eyes and said, "No one?"

When he looked closely again, his sword-like eyebrows creased. There were glasses and wine in the room, but there was no one at the table. Moreover, something similar to a tape recorder was still running on the table in the corner of the room, and words that he had heard earlier could be heard.

"I've fallen into his trap!" With a jolt in his heart, Luo Liang immediately turned around to look at the corridor.

This gaze made his heart turn cold.

It was the floral shirt man. At this moment, there were more than ten men with knives and steel tubes standing beside him. They were looking at Luo Liang with sinister smiles.

"Luo Liang, you can't get out today!"

Hearing the man's sneer, the anger in Luo Yuan's heart turned into a simple and honest smile. "Is it you, or are you?"

This question was very standard. It meant that at this moment, Luo Liang's intelligence far exceeded that of the other students. The reason why he had comprehended the Dao was likely because of Yus and Youjia. As for this floral shirt man, he was just one of the underlings that the two siblings had sent to send Luo Liang on his mission.

However, before the man could reply, a sneer came from the other end of the corridor. Then, a language that Luo Liang could not understand rang out, "Creak, Paris..."

From the corner of his eyes, Luo Liang saw a man holding a large firepower gun — he had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall and sturdy build …

It was Finn!

At this moment, looking at Luo Liang, the man named Fain pulled his hand and the long spear in his hand was' praised 'to the brim. He looked at Luo Liang with a sinister sneer before suddenly firing …

"Boom …"