The years when I was an old man

"Sure enough, useless is a scholar. I thought it was a seamless dead end, but I didn't expect it to fail like this!"

Zheng Xia muttered to herself.

As she spoke, she looked up.

His eyes were cold and swept over the few of us.

"Remember, I am waiting for you in hell, see you soon!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Xia let go, and the lighter went down.

At this time, the ground around Zheng Xia was filled with gasoline.

Her shoes and trousers were also stained with oil stains.

Any spark is enough to form a prairie fire, turning her into ashes.

The people around were all dumbfounded.

Some timid ones even covered their eyes, not daring to watch the next scene.

And at this moment, I was concentrating.

What I think about in my mind are all the essentials that old Mr. Wu told me when he taught me the flying steel card.

With a "swish", the steel plate drew a silver track.

In the direction of the lighter, it flew over at high speed.

Success and failure, in one fell swoop.

clang!

From the air, there was the crisp sound of the collision of the lighter and the steel plate.

Then, with a "click", the lighter fell to the ground.

At this moment, a deep sense of powerlessness spread throughout the body.

I missed it.

The steel plate failed to accurately hit the flame of the lighter.

"Teng" sound.

A long fire dragon soars from the ground.

Through the burning fire dragon, is Zheng Xia's clear but fuzzy face.

At this time, she was smiling calmly.

As if she had never been so relaxed.

"Whoever is a gambler will go to hell; whoever is a thousand will never be reincarnated!"

These are the last words Zheng Xia left to this world.

A former top intellectual, with the curse of gambling and money, left calmly.

"Auntie!"

Zhong Rui cried out.

Then, he ran towards the direction of the sea of ​​fire.

And Lao Hei at the side grabbed her.

Zhong Rui cried and struggled.

Old Hei was afraid that she would be impulsive, so he could only hug her tightly.

Unable to break free, Zhong Rui could only lean on Lao Hei's shoulder, crying weakly.

I no longer remember when the fire trucks came and when the fire was put out.

I only know that when I was in the courtyard, looking at the ruined villa.

There was an unprecedented heaviness in my heart.

Zheng Xia's death obviously has nothing to do with me.

But in my heart, there is always a feeling that if I don't kill Boren, Boren will die because of me.

I was caught in a strange circle of thinking.

Why on earth am I betting?Why thousands?

I have learned a thousand skills, what else can I do besides revenge?

I was thinking empty thoughts.

Suddenly, Qin Han walked up to Zhong Rui.

Looking at Zhong Rui with a sad face, Qin Han asked:

"Miss Zhong, are you Teacher Zheng's niece?"

Zhong Rui looked at Qin Han coldly, but didn't answer.

"I think the paintings your aunt burned must be fake. If you have news about the real paintings, you can contact me at any time if you want to sell them!"

With that said, Qin Han took out a business card and handed it to Zhong Rui.

Zhong Rui didn't answer, but just stared at Qin Han like this.

Suddenly, there was a "pop".

Zhong Rui raised his hand and slapped Qin Han.

This sudden movement caught Qin Han by surprise.

He covered his face and looked at Zhong Rui quietly.

And Zhong Rui said slowly:

"Listen, Qin Han. My aunt hates your Qin family the most. Go back and tell Qin Sihai, just tell me what Zhong Rui said. He, Qin Sihai, must die!"

As soon as Zhong Rui finished speaking, he turned around and left.

For the next two days, we stayed in Luda, helped Zhong Rui deal with the remaining matters, and then returned to Fengtian.

Fengtian at this time has entered the scorching summer.

The long white legs all over the street make the whole summer hotter.

What happened to Zheng Xia was my first fiasco since I started the game.

Of course, this also gave me a deeper understanding of Qianju.

Thousands, not just cheating and cheating in the game.

It is more of an ability to strategize.

In the few days since I came back, I met Yang Ximing.

I apologize for not getting it done.

Yang Ximing was also heartbroken over Zheng Xia's death, but there was no other way.

I also talked on the phone with Aunt Qu, and Aunt Qu seemed quite open.

She said that there are two endings for gamblers.

One is to fully realize and go ashore completely.

The other kind, like Zheng Xia, can only be relieved by death in the end.

She also specifically told me not to have psychological pressure.

This is a very normal thing on the blue road.

The Bahumen venue is still operating.

But I don't know why, I don't have any enthusiasm for this game anymore.

Especially when you see the greedy appearance of the gamblers who are deeply involved.

Before my eyes, the scene of Zheng Xia before she died will always appear.

…………

This evening, I was in the office thinking about what to do next.

Xiaoduo and Xiaoshi suddenly walked in.

As soon as I entered, Xiaoduo ran to my desk.

Looking at me, she smiled and said:

"Little Sixth Master, Miss Shi wants to eat snow-clothed bean paste, do you know where I can get it?"

Before I could speak, He Xiaoshi smiled dotingly and said:

"You little girl, obviously you want to eat it, okay? And push it on my head!"

Thinking that everyone is quite tired recently, it's time to treat everyone to a meal and relax.

Thinking of this, I got up directly and said to Xiaoduo:

"Go and call Master Hong and the others, I invite everyone!"

"okay!"

Xiaoduo happily ran towards the door.

Two beautiful ponytails, up and down, really cute.