Take out a bottle of old wine stored in the room, drink it all and go on the road, infinitely desolate.
Xie Pu is also full of vicissitudes, and his heart will be tired in the future Of course, this old fox was equally unwilling.
Originally, the backstage of their officialdom was the dignified mayor, which was one energy level higher than Bai Jingchu's backstage Zhao Wei, and the backstage of the underground circle was the famous Wanjiasheng Buddha, which was more stable.
But no matter what, I didn't expect that it was planted, planted to Bai Jingchu, and even planted to the fledgling Yi Jun.
After two glasses of wine, Qian Qiyun took Xie Pu and turned around and returned to the small room.
But not long after walking in, Xie Pu suddenly felt that something was wrong, his stomach was uncomfortable, and his eyes were a little dizzy.
Two glasses of wine, two taels or more, this should never happen.
On the other hand, Qian Qiyun was no different, Xie Pu only noticed at this time that the wine in Qian Qiyun's cup was not drunk at all Gradually, the abdomen was no longer uncomfortable, and gradually it was like a knife twisting, and Xie Pu was not a fool, and he suddenly understood everything.
And when he saw Qian Qiyun's gaze, there was a faint sadness, mixed with a trace of guilt and heartache.
Qian Qiyun didn't seem to bear to look at Xie Pu anymore, but sighed deeply: "Giving up, giving up, it's really like a knife."
"Third brother, you" Xie Pu's mind was even more dizzy, his hatred was blazing but he was weak, and he didn't even have the strength to shout.
Qian Qiyun was not worried that Xie Pu would shout out, because he knew that once the poison in this bottle of wine took effect, it would make the poisoned person not have much strength to call, extremely weak, and the time to die would be very fast.
This is Qian Qiyun's hiding place, and this poisonous wine was originally prepared for himself.
But now, he is left to his brother In an instant, Xie Pu burst into tears.
As smart as he is, he has already guessed what Qian Qiyun is going to do next.
He knew that he had become Qian Qiyun's biggest outcast, which was also equivalent to a substitute for the dead.
Looking at the entire underground circle of Jiangning, who is qualified to die for the third master, only he, the fifth master Xie Pu smiled bitterly with difficulty and vicissitudes: "Third brother, you and I teamed up to harm the eldest brother, and now you are again" Xie Pu is not qualified to scold Qian Qiyun for being wolf-hearted, because the death of their boss in the early years was precisely what he and Qian Qiyun worked together.
A small black pit, unaware of the ghosts, their eldest brother fell into it and never came out.
But Qian Qiyun didn't dare to tell the truth at all: even his second brother and sixth brother died at his hands, except for the fourth brother who was killed by the enemy, the rest died in the great tragedy of fratricidal brotherhood Now, Xie Pu, the "fifth master" who seems to have accompanied Qian Qiyun all his life, finally fell, and also died at the hands of his brother The eldest, second, and sixth, plus Xie Pu, the fifth, all the deaths of the brothers are related to Qian Qiyun, the third.
This is a real hard-hearted person, and no one can see that the third master, who has always been amiable, will be such a ruthless character.
Qian Qiyun looked at Xie Pu with mixed emotions and sighed: "Fifth brother, the third brother owes you in this life, and I will pay you back in the next life."
You and the eldest brother are different, they are really different, the third brother just has to be in love" murdered the rest of the brothers, and it was Qian Qiyun at that time who sought his own position in order to compete for interests.
And this old fifth is really a helpless move, in order to carry the black pot for him.
And the two of them have been together for too long, and their relationship is indeed too deep and deep, and there is no difference between them and their own brothers.
But Xie Pu can no longer hear his third brother's words, his nerves have been disordered, and he can no longer hear anything, forever Cannibalism and desolation Looking at Xie Pu's somewhat purple lips and the cup of residual wine in his hand, Qian Qiyun walked out desolate and dialed Xu Weiyuan's phone: "Mr.
Xu, please tell the Buddha that I have made the biggest sacrifice here."
My fifth brother committed suicide.
Please come forward to coordinate and take care of it, please make concessions on money, it all depends on the Buddha's will. ” Xie Lao Wu committed suicide, Xu Weiyuan was suspicious, and even suspected Qian Qiyun.
But this matter has nothing to do with him, he just needs to report the matter to the Buddha as it is.
"The third master's day mourns and changes, I will report it."
This time the Yi army did not use a single soldier in the beautiful counteroffensive. is just a covert combination of vertical and horizontal, and the invincible Qian Sanye and Xie Wuye have been forced into a desperate situation.
Bai Jingchu could see that Yi Jun's methods were completely different from the traditional bastards, but they were more clever.
Perhaps only such a character can finally climb to the height of the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Families, and she is confident that she will not look away.
However, Qian Qiyun is also ruthless enough, and the strong man broke his wrist resolutely.
Xie Pu, isn't it his most powerful right and left hand, and he doesn't hesitate to cut it off.
And such a major determination allowed Qian Qiyun to win a glimmer of life like a gecko with a broken tail to protect itself.
At noon that day, Wan Jiasheng Buddha called Bai Jingchu inexplicably.
The Buddha originally wanted to talk to Yi Jun directly, because the old and spicy Buddha of the Wan family could see that these methods must be Yi Jun's rain and clouds, clean and fatal with one blow, quite the demeanor and strength of his own youth.
But he suddenly regretted that he couldn't even leave Yi Jun's contact information, and it seemed too low-level to ask Xiangzhu for tears, and you Wanjiasheng Buddha couldn't even get the phone number of the person in his territory, so he could only send a message to Bai Jingchu "It's Jingchu, I'm Zhao Tailai."
This unfamiliar number turned out to be Wan Jiasheng Buddha, and it was Wan Jiasheng Buddha who called in person, Bai Jingchu was dizzy and fell into the fog for ten miles.
She never imagined that one day the Buddha would call her personally.
Because in her understanding, the Buddha is a god in the heavenly palace immortals.
But now, the god is really talking directly to himself.
Prior to this, in the entire Jiangning underground circle, only Qian Qiyun had the qualifications to directly contact the Wanjiasheng Buddha.
So, does this imply something else?
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"Hello Buddha.
It's an honor for you to call your juniors personally.
Although he tried his best to ensure that he was neither arrogant nor humble, Bai Jingchu was still a little excited.
The excitement in this tone was enough to make the Wan Jiasheng Buddha further strengthen his judgment that the controller of all these movements in Jiang Ning was indeed Yi Jun, and it was definitely not this woman with a lot of reputation.
Because this woman's state of mind has not yet reached such a height.
Only the Yi army who dared to use force in public in the galaxy had this kind of courage and skill.
Wan Jiasheng Buddha smiled and said, "Jiangning's stall is a bit messy, it's not good."
Now that Qian Qiyun has made a huge sacrifice, Xie Pu committed suicide to apologize, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, and it can be regarded as giving me a little face for this old man. ” Let the Buddha owe personal favors In fact, Yi Jun was by Bai Jingchu's side at this time, and he also heard the content of the phone.
Seeing that Bai Jingchu was asking for his opinion, Yi Jun smiled and stretched out his index finger, dipped it in tea, and wrote three words on the table, "Let's talk".
Bai Jingchu gave birth to a little admiration again, this calf is to bargain with the Buddha
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