"The things between you and me are from your perspective. You are right. From my perspective, I am indeed wrong. I shouldn't have taken this step at the beginning, but since I have left, I often have no way to look back. You are right and I am wrong. I admit this. However, although your general direction is right, this does not prove that everything you are right. I have been tolerant of you before. Not only did I not get your understanding, but your increasing number of things are worse, debts are paid, murders are the only things that are natural."

"From today, I, Wang Ying, and you, Shi Ziming, have no grace and righteousness. From now on, you walk on your Yangguan Road, I walk on my single-plank bridge, we will not violate the river water, and meet again, whether it is strangers or enemies, you can do whatever you want, I will not give you any tolerance, I have no way out, I also know that my path has been wrong, but I have no choice but to continue, we two have no grace and righteousness, this time, I will give you back to Lang San."

After saying that, Wang Ying swung the stool, put all his strength into it, and called him on the legs of the big mouth on the ground. This was a solid wooden stool, and he called him firmly. The big mouth was still drinking, but he was already in a daze. He looked at the stool and didn't even think of dodging.

"Bang!" was a sudden scream of pain from the big mouth, and then subconsciously threw the wine in his hand at Wang Ying. "Crack!", and Wang Ying avoided the wine. The wine hit the wall behind and then shattered. Although the big mouth drank too much, there was still a painful expression.

His legs were obviously bent. Wang Ying stood beside him, watching him holding his thigh in pain, and then lifted the stool in his hand. He gritted his teeth, his heart became ruthless, and he greeted the stool again. Wang Ying is not the sickly and dying Wang Ying before. At least he is a serious adult. This man, with all his strength, he can stand it enough for his big mouth to stand it, let alone the second time he greeted him again.

He could hear the sound of the broken bones of the big mouth calves, firmly. Wang Ying looked at the second time. After the big mouth calves had obviously deformed, he raised the stool in his hand again. He looked at the big mouth lying on the ground and rolling back and forth. To be honest, he really couldn't help but say hello. The corner of the big mouth smiled at this time. He lay on the ground motionless. When he laughed, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He bit off a piece of flesh on his lips, which was dripping blood.

Wang Ying held it up and stared at Big Mouth. After a long time, he didn't make up his mind and didn't call him up. After a while, Wang Ying threw the stool to the side, squatted down, lit a cigarette for himself. He took a sip, and then stuffed it into Big Mouth's mouth. Big Mouth subconsciously sniffed, followed Wang Ying and took the cigarette out of Big Mouth's mouth. In front of Big Mouth, he broke the cigarette in half. This was really a complete breakup with him, no contact, and it was also a kind of martial arts technique that really broke up with him. Wang Ying left step by step, lying on the ground with a painful expression, laughing, crying, and lying down to find wine from the side.

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When he walked to the door of the yard, there were already three people standing at the door, two women and one man. Wang Ying took out two stacks of money from his pocket and handed it to these people. This was the person Wang Ying had asked for before, "Send him to the hospital, and take good care of him, don't let him die in such a place." After that, Wang Ying put down the money, turned around and left.

He walked to the gate of the yard and was about to go out, but he still stood still. At this moment, his mind was full of the way he had just met Dazui. More than ten years ago, in the dormitory, the silly child who chased Feng Qianqian to college with glasses, the cowardly and pitiful young man, the young man who ate, drank, had fun, laughed and played with them, and the brother who shared the joys and sorrows with him, ten years, in the blink of an eye, changed the world, and the brother who once kowtowed and worshiped his son, died, was broken, and was unconscious. Wang Ying knew that all this was brought to everyone by himself, but he could not change all this. There was no medicine for regret in his life.

Wang Ying himself didn't know why his brothers had come to this point, but he knew that he had to take this point. His eyes turned red. When he stood at the entrance of the small courtyard of Big Mouth, he wiped his tears. Then, he left, and he left this coastal town and this beautiful town.

The next day at noon, Wang Ying drove to the prison door alone. He stopped the car and carried a pair of big sunglasses. The sun was pretty bright. He leaned against the car and looked in good spirits. He lit a cigarette for himself and stared at the prison door. A few minutes later, the prison door opened. As the prison door opened, a man appeared inside. When he came out, he didn't even hold a package and only had a mobile phone in his hand.

When he came out, he looked confused. Until he saw the white man leaning against the car at the door. Looking at the white man, he subconsciously felt that this person was Wang Ying. Moreover, he knew that he would not come out so soon after the inside. The only reasonable explanation was that someone outside helped him, but who outside could help him, except for Wang Ying, he really couldn't think of other people.

But after all, Wang Ying has changed a lot in the past two years. The man did not dare to admit it at the beginning. Until he walked to Wang Ying's side, Wang Ying handed the cigarette he had taken two puffs to the man. The man then realized that he looked at Wang Ying with a sunny smile. Lang Yi let out a long sigh, "Silver!" Then Wang Ying opened his arms and hugged Lang Yi.

The next day, Wang Ying and Lang Yi and two went to the door of another prison. The two still parked the car next to each other, but this time, the two were leaning against the car, one of them wearing a pair of sunglasses. After a long time, the prison door opened again. Lang Er came out of the inside, and his injuries had already recovered. After he came from, he saw Wang Ying and Lang Yi from a distance. To be honest, Wang Ying did not recognize him for the first time, but when he saw Wang Ying's head full of whiteness, he felt very similar. But when he saw Lang Yi, he recognized him at a glance, because Lang Yi had no changes with him before. Lang Er saw Lang Yi and confirmed Wang Ying's identity.

He knew that if someone hadn't helped him, he wouldn't have come out so soon. Moreover, he knew only Wang Ying, who had this ability, was very excited to see Wang Ying and Lang Yi. Like Lang Yi, he had only these brothers. These brothers were his relatives. The sun was in the sky, and the three of them hugged each other again.

Three days later, Wang Ying appeared in the Octagon Cemetery. Wang Ying stood in the Octagon Cemetery. From the first tombstone, he saw the last tombstone. Until he finally appeared on the tombstone of Wolf Three. Wolf One and Two were standing beside Wang Ying. When he saw the tombstones of Wolf Three and Wolf Four, their eyes were still red. The tombstones of these two people were quite clean. Any tombstones in the Octagon Cemetery were cleaned. Wang Ying was already a legend many years ago, including now, Wang Ying was still a legend here.

It can be said that Bajiao Hutong was becoming richer and richer under the leadership of Wang Ying. The villagers of Bajiao Hutong were also becoming richer and their living standards were getting higher and higher. The deeds of Wang Ying, even Bajiao Hutong have been widely circulated. Bajiao Hutong has a strong and simple style. For Wang Ying, every household is grateful and admires Wang Ying. This is also a fact.

Wang Ying looked at the tombstone of Lang Sanlang Si, and after a while, he slowly knelt down from the side and went to the ground. He knelt on the ground and said to the three sounds of the tombstone "bang, bang, bang!", and then Wang Ying stood up from the side.

He looked at the tombstone of Lang San Lang Si, and at this moment he thought of a lot of thoughts. Soon, he looked at the familiar tombstones one by one beside him, Ji Ling, Gina, Binbin, and Li Demo's tombs. Wang Ying was buried here. In fact, so many years have passed, Wang Ying still has the most sense of belonging to the Bajiao Hutong.

Soon, outside the Octagon Cemetery, cars followed by cars. When the cars were back at the door, they were lined up neatly, all of which were black Mercedes-Benz, which looked really imposing.

These are all Wang Ying's property, and everything Wang Ying has accumulated over the years. Soon, four people got off the car. After getting off, they stood on the side. There were two Maybaches in front. Two men got off from one car, one left and the other on the right. After the two men got off, they put their hands in their pockets and rushed into the cemetery. Behind them, there were four or five men. The four or five men followed them were obviously the backbone of the group. The forty or fifty people outside were all black Mercedes-Benz, black suits and black leather shoes, and a pair of big sunglasses. To be honest, they all looked quite imposing.

Soon, the two men who led the lead walked to Wang Ying's "Silver!" The two of them spoke in unison. Wang Ying turned around, took off his sunglasses, smiled slightly, stepped forward and hugged Mei Zhikang and then "Brother Mei."

Then he turned around and looked at another man next to him. The man looked at Wang Ying, and Wang Ying looked at him. After a moment, Wang Ying raised his hand and said to him, "Brother Cup!" Wang Ying shouted.
Chapter completed!