It was spring, and he was buried in the grave of the breezy breeze, and a few years ago he knew his final fate, and had arranged the aftermath as much as he could, probably only in this way that he could lie down in the ground so calmly and rest to his heart's content.
"We don't even know his name."
Xu Le took a cigarette in his mouth, sucked hard, his brows furrowed very tightly, thinking about the troubles that this obscene uncle in the grave had brought him, and so many joys and sorrows, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Although people who are good at fighting are not famous, and the really fierce guys often don't have names, but once you think of not knowing how to mention him in the history books in the future, it always feels a little weird." ” "He is the third son of the Cao family, called Cao Qiudao."
This secluded and remote cemetery in Oak State is particularly lively today, a lady who is very old, but still wearing heavy makeup and a red fox skin, walked from under the ginkgo tree, her face was expressionless, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of indifference.
This lady's name is Sister Ke, and she is one of the living legends in the four states of S2 Huanshan, she only owns one Coco nightclub, but this nightclub has been supported by the sound of guns and the smoke of blood and gunpowder for too long, as mentioned earlier, people who dare to fight against time are always easy to be awe-inspiring, and so is she.
"Hello, sister."
Xu Le and Shi Qinghai stood up at the same time, threw away the cigarette in their hands, and bowed slightly.
For them, the respect for the old lady was not because of some legend, but because of the relationship between the lady and the man in the grave.
Many years ago, the relationship between a young student who was determined to join the revolution and a red-carded girl in a nightclub gradually evolved into the relationship between a revolutionary leader and an old lady he did not want to forget, and this relationship is truly legendary.
Sister Ke, who was already an old lady, slowly walked to the grave, looked at the sentence on the tombstone, shook her head, and said lonely: "I heard him say that he organized a poetry club in school, but he got tired of it after all." ” Xu Le and Shi Qinghai looked at Sister Ke and didn't know what to say.
"Zhang Xiaomeng came yesterday."
Sister Ke turned around, coughed twice, looked at Xu Le and said calmly, "She is his student."
As for hiding the news of his death back then, it was his idea, don't blame the poor girl. ” "Understood."
Xu Le's answer was very succinct.
In the corner of the most famous rock repair bar in Oak State, Xu Le and Shi Qinghai are drinking the local specialty of Gao Mai Yadu honey beer, and in their eyes, there seems to be a picture of the old lady lonely and calm by the grave in a high glass of clear yellow and translucent liquor.
It was only now that they knew that the intelligence leader of Qinglong Mountain, who had caused headaches for decades for the federal political axe, and was determined to lead the army to overthrow the rule of the political axe and the Seven Families, was actually the descendant of the Cao family, one of the Seven Families.
At this moment, Xu Le thought of Shang Qiu's fiancé, thought of Uncle Tian, and said with emotion: "It is said that Lin Banshan is the most rebellious of the Seven Families, but compared with Cao Qiudao in the grave, he is still too far behind. ” As a descendant of the Seven Families, but he dedicated his life to the cause of eliminating the Seven Families, Cao Qiudao in the grave can be called a real rebellion.
"An immature college student ran away because of an arranged marriage, and as a result, he became one of the bigwigs of the army, and I don't know if he regretted it later."
"No one knows."
"Before you die, you can make the world dance with it, and after you die, you can make women silent and keep their graves."
Shi Qinghai drank all the beer in the cup, wiped the foam off his lips, and exclaimed: "The old man is so fucking powerful in his life" Xu Le raised his full beer glass, shrugged his shoulders and took a big sip.
"The last time we came to S2 together, we went to the Foundation building to kill Medellin, and he Cao Qiudao didn't tell us the whole plan, we were just executors, fortunately, there was no big problem in the end."
Shi Qinghai said: "At that time in the Coco nightclub, I kept guessing what the role of Sister Ke was, but unfortunately I didn't get an answer until today. ” "Is it love between them?"
Shi Qinghai's charming peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, and his slender fingers gently tapped the outer wall of the empty beer glass, making a crisp and beautiful sound.
"I always thought that I loved Zou Yu, or could love it.
But today, at the grave, I suddenly thought of another girl, a girl from that beautiful island. ” "Who," Xu Le asked suspiciously.
"That's a pretty girl I knew before I killed Medellin."
Shi Qinghai squeezed Qingjun's eyebrows, as if he couldn't remember the girl's appearance if he didn't do this, as well as the girl's name, "She seems to be a teacher, but I forgot where she was a teacher, and even I forgot her name" "Garbage."
Xu Le unceremoniously gave him a man's evaluation.
"Speaking of garbage, what are you going to do with the garbage inside the political axe," Shi Qinghai asked.
"There's no need to rush."
Xu Le replied: "The old man said that these people will definitely go to the garbage heap of history. ” Shi Qinghai was silent for a while, and continued with a smile: "But Schiller said that garbage never goes into the garbage bin by itself. ” Xu Le shrugged, stared at the beer glass in his hand, watched those subtle bubbles struggle to float in the golden liquor, and then shattered into fine white foam, and suddenly said: "Anyway, this is my job, I specifically told Zou Yu last time, but then I forgot about it, and I still handed over the list to you." ” "Because you need my help."
"Not anymore."
"Then I wish you the best of luck."
Shi Qinghai looked at the beautiful girl who was looking for a target everywhere who came to the side of the bar, smiled and patted Xu Le on the shoulder, and said, "I hope you didn't sacrifice for the country, but you became a victim of the love murder case." ” Xu Le watched him put the iron box Sanqi into his pocket, and subconsciously turned around, just in time to meet Nan Xiangmei's gentle eyes.
"It's coming" "Here we are."
"Have some wine" "Hmm."
Nam Sang-mi sat beside him obediently, his hands on his lap in a regular manner, bowed his head slightly, and hummed a little shyly.
Xu Le began to pour beer for her, and there was a bottle of the special thin-necked open cup, and she watched the delicate foam keep rising, but Nam Sang-mi never stopped.
"It's not far over, can you still get used to it in S2," he finally stopped pouring his wine, and asked a little unaccustomed.
Nam Sang-mi raised her face, lifted her bangs that trembled slightly in front of her forehead, and said with a gentle smile: "The Foundation is right next to it, so it's really convenient to meet here." ” Xu Le was stunned and asked in disbelief: "The reconstruction foundation and the previous peace foundation in Medellin used to use the same building."
"Yes."
Nam Sang-mi took the paper towel handed by the waiter, carefully wiped off the wine stains on the table in front of Xu Le, and said softly: "But can we not talk about this issue." ” "Absolutely."
"I know why you asked me out today."
Nan Xiangmei looked at Xu Le with a smile, with a determined look on her face, and under the crimson of alcohol, she was a little childlike cute, "But I don't want to promise you anything." ” Xu Le opened his mouth slightly, thinking that he hadn't said anything.
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Nam Sang-mi held the heavy thin-necked open beer glass with both hands, began to drink in a big gulp, and drank until the end, raised her left arm to wipe the white foam from her lips, sighed with satisfaction, and then turned her head, looked at him and said hard and seriously: "Jian Shui'er is good, but she is not as suitable as me to be a wife." ” She carefully squeezed out a um syllable through her nose, as if to strengthen her confidence or cheer herself up.
"Well, that's right, she's not as fit as a wife for me."
Summoning all the courage to say this, Nam Sang-mi suddenly relaxed completely, and called out to the bartender for two more beers with a crisp smile, not caring that there were already red clouds on her jade-like white cheeks.
This is where and where is the matter Although the meeting with Miss Nanxiangjia today is indeed for the purpose of making this matter clear, where could Xu Le have thought that as soon as he met him, he was called back by the serious topic of his wife's work before he had time to say anything.
Xu Le actually likes the gentle and beautiful girl next to him, but this liking is more with a certain sense of tranquility and rest, in fact, he has had too little contact with this girl, and he is not even a friend, after all, life has been too difficult and miserable over the years, Nan Xiangmei can watch the documentary seven groups to search for him, but he doesn't have time to let the girl on the train in his mind ferment.
But I really like it.
Xu Le stared at the beer in the cup, not daring to look away, the relationship between men and women is always so complicated, especially when you meet the most beautiful different surnames in the world, what choice can you make These are all good, good, and what I want.
Suddenly, he thought of something and asked Minami Sang-mi, "Do you have any relatives from your mother's family?"
"You mean the Cao family" Nan Xiangmei, who was a little half drunk, looked at Xu Le with a smile, raised her finger and said, "I have a lot of uncles." ” Xu Le suddenly found that the different surnames he provoked seemed to be very difficult to provoke, if those uncles surnamed Cao were all in love with the ordinary surname lying in the grave, it would be difficult for him to live a very nourishing life.
"Have you ever heard of Cao Qiudao?"
"It seems to be the third uncle."
Minami Sang-mi tilted her head slightly and thought cutely, "I'm much older than my mother, and I heard that I died a long time ago." ” "I'll take you somewhere."
"Okay."
After all, Xu Le failed to bring Nam Sang-mi to the grave of her uncle, who was not well-known in the court but secretly disturbed Siye, because when he walked out of the famous bar, he saw three black minivans, and then a dozen FBI agents in black suits surrounded him.
"Colonel Xu Le, please come with us."
To be continued: