mayfly era

Inside the car, Fange was still smoking by the window, and Cong Shanqin, who was sitting in the back row, said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you drive such a broken car."

"I'm poor." Fan Ge was confident. .

Cong Shanqin sneered, obviously not satisfied with the answer.

"The last time I drove Master Mei in this car, you should have heard him chattering along the way," Fan Ge said.

"You don't need to hint to me, I know what you mean." Cong Shanqin said coldly.

"What do you plan to give me this time? It doesn't matter the route. Time is money. Running the ground line these days means I'm paying back money." Fan Ge said with a smile.

"Do you think you did a good job this time?"

Counter-revolution did not change his face, "Then you can find someone else to do it next time."

"Rebellion, you have good means, if only you didn't have a long mouth." Cong Shanqin resumed his ferocious tone, and the previous kind appearance was obviously just a short-term show.

"Thank you for the compliment." Fan Ge automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

"Take me to a place where I can drink."

"Celebration wine?"

"It's not time to celebrate." Cong Shanqin said.

"Just looking for an excuse to drink." Fan Ge smiled slightly.

Cong Shanqin snorted coldly and did not speak.

Rebellion drove Cong Shanqin all the way from the east city to the west city.

There are entertainment centers all over the west city of the central city, which are noisy from day to night. Unlike the cold and solemn east city, the sky in the west city is the "airspace" of entertainment companies. Here you can see the holographic projections of each company's main idol, some of them are real people. Others are beauties modeled by technology.

"Why don't you take me to your base this time." Cong Shanqin looked out of the car window with a bad tone.

"Why, do you still miss it?" Fan Ge parked his car on the public parking lot.

"Hmph, beasts have sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

"That's right, otherwise how would you bite someone?" Fan Ge said with a smile.

Counter-Ge led Cong Shanqin into a small tavern, which was empty. Hearing the door knock, a middle-aged man with a long beard poked his head out from the bar.

Cong Shanqin nodded to Long Beard with a cold face, and Long Beard nodded to him, then retreated into the bar.

"Marshal Cong, here is the best wine in Central City."

Cong Shanqin sat down on his own, without mocking the counter-revolutionary, but scanned the cramped and old tavern with his dark eyes.

Fan Ge walked to the bar, tapped the table with his knuckles, and exchanged a few words with the bearded man inside.

Long Beard worked under the bar for a while, and handed out two glasses of wine.

There are deep and shallow scratches on the rough glass, and there are also many sediments in the wine.

"The best wine in Central City, the owner's mother's craftsmanship." Fan Ge said.

"You call this the best wine in Central City?" Cong Shanqin wiped the rim of the glass with his thumb, where there were still dirty stains hanging there.

"It's brewed from fresh wheat."

Cong Shanqin's thumb stopped on the edge of the cup.

His eyes were like two black muzzles pointing at Fan Ge's face in an instant.

"Rebel, you are teasing me."

Cong Shanqin looked terrified, but Fange remained calm, lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, frowned slightly, turned his head and shouted at the bar, "Boss, why don't you add ice!"

Long Beard impatiently dragged out his voice "Hey -" and got out from the bar to add ice to the counter-revolution.

At this time, a bright and cold light pointed at Fan Ge's chest - Cong Shanqin's crutch contained a pair of light and thin blades, the tip of which was infinitely close to Fan Ge's heart.

Since he was able to enter and leave the second round with a cold weapon, it can be seen that his arrest did not go through a complete interrogation process.

Counter Revolution quietly looked at Cong Shanqin, who was furiously murderous, without saying a word.

The long-bearded man who came to add ice to the wine didn't seem to have any sense of fear in the face of this tense situation, and directly stretched his hand into the area directly under the blade.

Ice cubes thumped into the counter leather wine glass.

After adding ice, he left the small ice bucket on the table and went back to the bar.

"Marshal Cong, what are you doing?" Counter-Gel flicked the blade on his chest, and his smile deliberately turned to a somewhat stiff state.

"You urged me to kill her, what on earth are you trying to do?" Cong Shanqin asked coldly.

Fan Ge sighed, "If you want to kill On Liuzhi, I have made a plan for you, paved the way for you to escape, and even found someone who can replace On Liuzhi for you. I urged you to kill Wen Liuzhi, is there any greater injustice in the world than this?"

Cong Shanqin's face was still ashen. At this moment, the tip of the knife had sunk into the counter-revolutionary's chest, and blood was slowly dripping from his clothes. He continued to ask with a sullen face, "Then why my plan was disrupted, and where did those people come from?"

"Marshal Cong, why not ask yourself, there are moths in your system." Fan Ge said calmly.

"You have someone under you who can play with umbrellas."

Fan Ge was stunned, then shook his head helplessly, "There are too many people in Central City who can play with umbrellas."

"It's so good at playing, I don't see much."

"Marshal Cong, what you mean is that I want to harm you, so I'm going to stand on your shoulders for you," Fan Ge pointed at his head, his tone rough, "Do you think I'm sick?"

"Fan Ge, do you dare to say that you have no second heart?" Accompanied by Cong Shanqin's cold and piercing voice, the tip of the knife instantly pierced into Reverse Ge's chest.

Fan Ge frowned slightly, he felt the blood dripping down his stomach quickly, it was wet and sticky, and his voice became cold, "Marshal Cong, I have killed people for you, and I have dug graves for you...just for To have a place to live, you don't have to."

Fan Ge grasped the thin blade with his bare hands, and slowly pulled out the tip of the blade, the blood instantly bloomed into a big flower.

Cong Shanqin pressed his finger on a shallow bump on the crutch head.

"Marshal Cong, you've been pampered for a long time, so you don't know what a real beast looks like, especially a beast from the high seas." Fange sneered, his smile was different from Cong Shanqin's bleakness, but it seemed to be soaked in centuries-old frost .

"If I were you, I would choose to hang it with meat all the time. As long as it is full, it will not attack people... because beasts are different from people. Before they are bitten to pieces, they will try their best to kill their opponents." dragged into hell."

Cong Shanqin looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were peaceful and far-reaching, but it made his heart feel chills.

Cong Shanqin was not yet the marshal of the army when his name came from the high seas.

Countless people spoke highly of him, and at that time the high seas were full of his fraternal alliance.

"Immortal gods and demons, more wise than demons", one person has assumed the triple reputation of "god, demon, and demon", how terrible he is.

If such a terrifying person could become his subordinate, he would be even more powerful than a tiger.Cong Shanqin likes raising tigers. He knows that tigers need to be domesticated with whipping and fat.

"I can't drink the bloody wine." Cong Shanqin threw down his crutches and poured the wine from the anti-leather cup into the ice bucket.

"Boss, have another drink." Fan Ge greeted the bearded boss naturally, as if nothing happened just now.

The bearded boss snorted, worked behind the bar for a while, and brought over two glasses of wine.

"When will you show me those children under your command?" Cong Shanqin took a sip of the ugly wine, his old face twisted slightly.

"They're all bastards, they can't catch your eye." Fan Ge said.

"In another ten years, these children will rule the world. I am old, and you are too."

"I'm much younger than you." Fan Ge smiled.

"Ambition keeps young."

"I have no ambitions, but too many people rely on me, and I promised to keep them safe."

"You don't have ambition?" Cong Shanqin smiled strangely, "If you say you have no ambition, who the hell will believe it!"

"Ambitious, I'll let you instigate me the fuck?" Fan Ge scolded with a smile.

Cong Shanqin burst out laughing after hearing this, his old trachea couldn't bear such a fierce air exchange, so he coughed hard for a while after laughing.

His old eyes were sharp, and it was hard to imagine that an old man in his seventies would have such hale eyes.

"Rebellion, how do I feel..." He drawled his tone and said slowly, "You have been instigating me."

"Marshal Cong, I said at the beginning that if you don't trust me, you can go to whomever you like. I'm not capable of rebelling against the revolution, but the people I want to protect usually don't die."

"What do you think of Ye Shishi?" Cong Shanqin suddenly asked a question.

"He is the younger brother of my old man. My old man killed countless enemies on the battlefield and made great achievements in battle, but you don't know him at all."

"Is Ye Shishi the moth you mentioned?" Cong Shanqin said while staring at Fan Ge.

"You lure me again, he is a moth, I instigated it, right?"

Cong Shanqin shook his head, "The information on my side has indeed been exposed, but Ye Shishi, he is as cowardly as a mouse. If he dares to betray me, I might as well kill myself in shame."

"Perhaps there is something wrong with your main brain." Counter-revolution said.

"There can be no problem with my main brain." Cong Shanqin said coldly.

Rebel spread his hands, "Then I don't have any opinion."

"Who do you think is behind Wen Xingzhi?" Cong Shanqin asked another question.

"He got up very quickly. I heard that the economic network and resources behind him are very weak... Maybe it is because of his weakness that he dares to do things that others dare not."

Cong Shanqin was silent for a while, then nodded, "What you said makes sense, but I think Chen Que's unworthy girl is probably behind him."

"The Wen family was close to Chen Ming. After Chen Ming passed away, Chen Que killed Chen Ming's only son. The person the Wen family publicly condemned was Wen Xingzhi." Fan Ge smiled, "His style has always been like this. public."

"Maybe Chen Ming's son is not dead. Her son, like her, is a cunning bug."

"Then he's not dead," Fan Ge suddenly smiled slyly, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. If you want to be afraid, I will die thousands of times." Cong Shanqin said disdainfully.

"I'm afraid, Chen Ming is a ghost, countless people will never forget her, and maybe her son too."

Cong Shanqin shook his head, he stood up slowly on crutches, his legs and feet seemed to be not as agile as before, "I'm tired, I'm going back to rest. This wine is still drinkable, I remember this store .”

Counter-reform got up and sent Cong Shanqin outside the store, where more than a dozen black cars were waiting for orders--a broken car picked up and dropped off during the show, and the streets of the show were full of servants.

After watching Cong Shanqin leave, Fan Ge returned to the shop and drank for a while.

Suddenly he raised his voice and said, "Marshal Cong, you haven't left yet?"

A moment later, there was a cold snort from outside the door, and a black-faced old man with a cane stood there.

"Rebellious, you are really a fox."

"Marshal, do you like smart people or don't you like smart people?" Fan Ge smiled slightly, "Smart people can help you do things, but they can also ruin yours."

"Of course I like smart people who do things for me and don't ruin my work." Cong Shanqin said coldly.

"It's not a coincidence, it's just me." Fan Ge said with a smile.

"Show me that kid under your command who is playing with an umbrella."

"Marshal Cong, he can't."

"Why?" Cong Shanqin said coldly, "Could it be that he is your own son?"

"That's not true," Fan Ge said hesitantly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "he and I have a... kind of relationship."

"Rebellion, how many fucking lovers do you have!" Cong Shanqin frowned and cursed.

"It's still not as good as Marshal, you have a lot of wives and concubines..." Fan Ge whispered.

"Okay," Cong Shanqin waved his hand, "I'm coming back to talk to you. I'm going to hold a dinner this Sunday. There are not enough security personnel. You bring some people over."

"Understood, I will serve you." Fan Ge slightly nodded.

Cong Shanqin seemed very satisfied with the counter-revolutionary attitude, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, looked down, and said sullenly, "Go and bandage it, don't live until Sunday."

Fan Ge smiled and said, "I can't die."

"'Immortal Rebel'," Cong Shanqin stretched out his old fingers and tapped on the bleeding wound of Rebel, "I hope I'm the only one who can kill you."

"I'm afraid you don't want me to die." Fan Ge smiled.

"Smart, cunning, rascal." Cong Shanqin spit out these three words slowly.

"Thank you."

"Rebellion, let me ask you, eight years ago, in which sea area were you making waves?"

"Eight years ago?" Fan Ge showed a slightly surprised and puzzled expression, "Probably near Biluo Bay."

"The firefly jellyfish in Biluowan tastes good."

Fan Ge smiled slightly, "I'm afraid your memory is wrong, the firefly jellyfish grows in the South China Sea."

"Oh, that might be my memory." Cong Shanqin tapped the ground with his crutches, "Let's go, don't send me an old man with inconvenient legs."

Counter-revolution still smiled and sent him out of the tavern.

Cong Shanqin's back is that of a general, tall, straight, majestic, and serious.

It is a pity that he is not the general of the people.

Fan Ge looked away and walked back to the tavern. The bearded boss gave him a medicine cloth, and he shook his head.

"If I had known, my wife and I would have moved overnight." This was the first time the bearded boss spoke. His voice sounded strange, hoarse, mostly breathy, and it seemed that his throat and lungs were not very good.

"Sorry to trouble you." Counter-Ge said.

"It's not troublesome to serve you." The bearded boss said.

Fan Ge pointed to the table in front of him, "Not to mention the wine glass, you didn't even wipe the table clean."

The bearded man glanced at the table, with a clear smile on his face, "There are no guests during the day, why wipe the table."

Fan Ge touched the table, and said, "I'm leaving, you can continue playing games."

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Wisdom teeth hurt so bad I feel dizzy

The stubbornness of human beings is toothache, dizziness, and no one is watching, and I have to finish writing 4000+ (laughing and crying)