The wind is chilly outside, and the indoor is as warm as spring.

Shan Zhichu has returned to the Imperial Capital and is now quietly looking at the map of the Imperial Capital hanging on the wall in his extremely luxurious villa.

Occasionally, I lowered my head and showed a thoughtful expression.

Miaomiao walked over quietly in a pair of cotton slippers, holding a transparent tea tray in her hand, which contained a cup of steaming hot tea.

His eyes were projected on the map of the Imperial Capital that Shan Zhichu was watching with great care. Miaomiao knew that the red and blue pencil logo on it was the distribution map of the imaginary enemy Sun Wenwu of Shan Zhichu and Shan Zhichu.

This time it is obviously different. In addition to the red and blue logo, there is a black mark.

Although there are not many black marks, they appear suddenly, which looks particularly eye-catching in the red and blue color.

"Did I underestimate the enemy too much?" Shan Zhichu said to himself, pinching his chin.

The development of the matter has a small error compared with Shan Zhichu's plan. An emerging force emerged out of thin air. The old four-singing city, which suddenly fell into Shan Zhichu's right-hand man, was all variables that Shan Zhichu did not expect in advance.

What's more, Shan Zhichu has already received news that the third leopard head had run back from Northeast Nagada without his permission. It would be fine if it ran back, but the place was a place where ordinary people couldn't stay. The key to the problem was that after Leopard head ran back, he secretly contacted the old dragon and tiger, but never came to see Shan Zhichu.

The tiger still grabbed Xiangcheng and killed one of his lovers and did not let go, and came to find Shan Zhichu's bad luck from time to time.

Based on various factors, Shan Zhichu felt that he should start in advance. These three brothers must have a tendency to rebel.

But in the imperial capital, who else can I use?

Shan Zhichu suddenly felt that he had accidentally sat on a crater that was about to erupt, and his butt was burning with pain.

"Drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat. You have been watching it for five or six hours," Miaomiao said softly.

Shan Zhichu took the teacup handed over by Miaomiao: "Dijing is so big, but you are the one who cares the most,"

"Is that true?" Miaomiao said in her heart, but the imperial capital is so big that the person who wants you to die the most must be me. Have you ever thought about it?

Shan Zhichu must have never thought so. Miaomiao felt that his heart was dead. A person whose heart was dead would not reveal any flaws and be caught by others.

Shan Zhichu suddenly grabbed Miaomiao's hair and pulled Miaomiao's head over: "I trust you so much, you must not do anything that makes me sad... Hehe..." A harsh night owl's crying sound came out of Shan Zhichu's mouth.

"I won't," Miaomiao endured the heart-to-heart pain that came from her scalp and tried to calm her emotions as much as possible.

Miaomiao has empathized with Shan Zhichu's strange temper in the past two or three years.

"No," Shan Zhichu poured a cup of hot tea on Miaomiao's body, and immediately exposed Miaomiao's delicate shoulders to the outside and burned red: "I really can't. If I don't, you went to see another man with me on my back yesterday,"

"I don't..." Miaomiao struggled for a while, but could not escape Shan Zhichu's claws. "He is my brother...bare strong,"

"Hehe..." Shan Zhichu laughed nervously again, let go of Miaomiao's hair and pushed it, and threw Miaomiao's petite body on the thick scarlet carpet: "I know it's bald strong. If it weren't bald strong, would you think you could still wander in front of me so intact?"

"Go, tell Bald Qiang and let him come to see me. Even if the past is written off," Shan Zhichu turned his hand back. Perhaps in his eyes, anyone is a piece without thoughts and can only move with his will.

"Okay," Miaomiao stood up with difficulty and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth.

That wasn't because Shan Zhichu was beaten, but Miaomiao bit her lip with too much force and bite it directly.

One stroke is clearly because you have made mistakes first. Now if you say one stroke, one stroke is just a stroke. Miaomiao's eyes suddenly became empty and confused, everything was like when he first dedicated himself three years ago.

At that time, Miaomiao thought Shan Zhichu was the only life-saving straw that could save Bald Head Qiang. At that time, Miaomiao didn't even know that Bald Head Qiang accidentally killed someone, but it was a farce that Shan Zhichu instructed to direct...

But it's not too late now, Miaomiao already knows everything.

Not too late, not too late,

"When I deal with Sun Wenwu, what's the matter with this lost territory? I'll take it back ten times a hundred times, hehe..." Shan Zhichu slapped the map of Dijing and immediately kneaded a piece of wrinkles.

Sun Wenwu, you will not come back from Japan alive.

"A sneezing," Sun Wenwu sneezed and opened a weed in front of him.

It has been more than ten years, and Sun Wenwu has never been as sad as he is today.

When did Sun Wenwu and Sun Erge, who was marching across the imperial capital, ever suffered such a cowardly and were chased by someone and were chased to death, and he didn't dare to stop his steps.

Stop means death.

Chasing and escaping all the way, Sun Wenwu felt that his strength had reached a critical point of near-consuming cleanness, and his lips became extremely dry and chapped.

Along the way, Sun Wenwu had lost the ability to distinguish directions and had no idea where he had escaped.

I completely lost contact with my nine guards. Now I can only rely on myself if I want to survive.

Sun Wenwu had already solved the problem of three men in black by surprise. Unfortunately, before he was about to find a useful clue in the man in black, he was discovered by another man in black, so he could only continue his escape.

Later, Sun Wenwu gradually discovered that his strategies to defeat them were completely useless. There were many people on the other side, and now they were in groups of three. The possibility of finding their chance to be alone and killing them in one fell swoop becomes slim.

However, there is not no clue at all. This group of men in black are generally less than 1.6 meters tall, and they are as agile as they are. Everyone is equipped with a Japanese sword.

The moon rises slightly, and the sky is hazy and white.

A dark cloud floated over, the sky turned dark, and Sun Wenwu's vision was greatly affected.

The front suddenly lit up, and a burnt smell of barbecue came faintly.

Sun Wenwu carefully approached and swept the weeds and branches blocking the road in front of him.

A fire appeared in front of him, and three men in black were talking and laughing around the fire.

On the fire, there was a sizzling sound, and the hare that was always fat.

Sun Wenwu swallowed a saliva, and the three of them were not sure of winning.

But the attractiveness of the fat rabbit has now completely surpassed the bird's nest shark fin soup that Sun Wenwu had tired of eating. The sound of grilling oil and the high flames caused by the clattering oil dripping all over the fire have all become the most beautiful temptation.

"Bar..." Sun Wenwu was careless and stepped on a stone under his feet, making a slight sound.

Immediately, Sun Wenwu saw the three men in black standing up alertly and looked at the place where Sun Wenwu was hiding.

"It should be a smaller beast, don't worry about it," a man said, and sat down again.

The language he spoke was clearly Japanese.

Sun Wenwu leaned on a branch and began to think about where he offended the Japanese forces.

Even though it was late at night, the group of men in black still did not leave. It seemed that they would not give up easily if they didn't catch themselves.

Suddenly, a golden flash appeared at the angle of the collar of the man in black. With the faint light of the fire, Sun Wenwu's heart tightened.

He knew this strange sign, which was the mark of a hall of the Black Dragon Gang, the largest underworld organization in Japan.

The Black Dragon Gang, Sun Wenwu became even more confused. Just the day before yesterday, Sun Wenwu and the boss of the Black Dragon Gang agreed to a population worth tens of millions of yen|trafficking business. How could their people do it to themselves at this time?

"Crack..." Sun Wenwu had no time to think too much. The branch leaning behind him could not bear the strength of Sun Wenwu's body. It broke from the middle with a creaking momentum. Sun Wenwu grabbed two random hands around, but caught nothing except two handfuls of soil.

Hulala!

The sound at my feet became even more violent, and a large area of ​​dust and mud poured towards the back with the broken tree.

Sun Wenwu made a small mistake in his judgment, and now he realized that there was a cliff behind him.

"Who, go and see," several Japanese greeted and rushed towards Sun Wenwu.

Sun Wenwu had already rolled down the cliff as the large area of ​​soil fell.

For a moment, the face, body and mouth were covered with mud with sand. Sun Wenwu had to close his eyes and cover his mouth and nose.

When the three men in black arrived, there were already smoke and dust in the sky, and there were no figures.

A man in black shone a strong flashlight and found that there was a cliff here.

On the edge of the cliff is an old tree with twisted branches, and some branches have lost their traces of life and have turned into dead branches and leaves.

Just above the withered branches, there was a small piece of cloth floating around.

The three men in black took care of each other and barely pulled the piece of cloth over. There was a brand new slit on it, which seemed to be a little warm.

"He fell down," the man in black looked at each other and finally discovered the fact.

I don’t know how high the cliff is, but I still can’t see the bottom when I shine with a powerful flashlight.

"The report came to the peak, and it was said that after a fierce struggle, the target person had been beaten by us and fell off the cliff, and the hope of survival... Well, it was basically zero," said a man with a small leader among the three men in black.

"Do you need to go down and check it out?" a man in black asked foolishly.

The little leader looked down the cliff again, and said, "Yes, you can get down by yourself, we two are waiting for your good news."

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Chapter completed!