Dang!
The glass in Jiang Zhuliu's hand fell to the ground, and he shouted excitedly, "Fang Yan was sent flying …"
Liu Qingming wasn't as well-prepared as Jiang Zhuliu, and he didn't have binoculars to look through. Seeing Jiang Zhuliu's joyful expression, he thought to himself, Didn't you just say that we're good friends? You fought me with fists, and we fought the Japanese Sword God together in a drinking battle.
Of course, Liu Qingming never believed Jiang Zhuliu's nonsense. Anyone in Huacheng with an IQ of more than 50 wouldn't believe it.
Saying the opposite of the truth and saying the bad things nicely was a basic skill that they were trained to learn since they were young.
Jiang Zhuliu generously handed the binoculars in his hand to Liu Qingming and said, "Qingming, take a look too. It's really exciting …"
Liu Qingming waved his hand and said with a smile, "A gentleman doesn't take what others like. I think Big Brother Jiang needs this binoculars more at this moment … I don't know anything about martial arts, so I'm afraid I can't understand it. Why don't we drink and listen to Big Brother Jiang explain … "
Jiang Zhuliu put the binoculars on the table and said with a smile, "Actually, I don't understand either. I'm just watching the show. "
Jiang Zhuliu took the initiative to raise his glass to Liu Qingming and said, "Come, Qingming, let's drink to Fang Yan."
"Fang Yan was sent flying." Liu Qingming said. "That's not a good reason to urge us to drink."
"Let's drink to Fang Yan being sent flying."
Liu Qingming laughed and raised his glass to touch Jiang Zhuliu's. He said, "This needs to be drunk three times in a row."
"That won't do. If Fang Yan is sent flying once and we drink three times in a row, we'll probably be drunk before we even see the result of the match … Qingming, take it slow, there's no rush. Leave half of your brain and one clear eye. I can feel that the real show is yet to come. "
"Big Brother Jiang is right." Liu Qingming nodded. "Then let's leave half of our brain and one clear eye and wait for the show to begin … It seems that I already have the answer to my question. Big Brother Jiang bet on the Japanese Sword God winning? "
"No, I am betting that Fang Yan will win," Jiang Zhuliu said with absolute certainty.
"Oh, why?" Liu Qingming was puzzled.
"Feeling. I always feel that Fang Yan will win because he has never lost … Since the first time I met him, he has never lost. Countless times, when I thought he would lose, when I thought he would die, he won and came back to life. Tell me, how can people feel at ease and boldly place all their bets on such a person? "
"Didn't we just drink a toast to him being sent flying?"
"Because I want him to lose. I hope he dies. " With a gloomy expression, Jiang Zhuliu said with a firm voice, "Qingming, us two brothers don't need to test each other anymore. You and I have the same goal, and you and my enemy are the same. "
"Ever since the Liu Family entered, the Jiang Family and the Liu Family fought fiercely on the battlefield of Longtu Group. This was purposely done by Lu Chaoge. She set up this whole situation long ago to drag us into the quagmire of Longtu and make it hard for us to get out, while she went into battle with a bold and decisive company recruitment team … We spent all our time and energy on this, so it would be hard for us to take revenge and threaten her. "
"In order to fight for control of Longtu, the Jiang Family suffered heavy losses, and the Liu Family is a newcomer, so they have to pay ten times or even a hundred times the price to gain a foothold. This war can't continue any longer, it will only drag our Jiang Family and Liu Family down … Just hindering our development is enough to destroy Longtu Group. "
Liu Qingming played with the glass in his hand and said, "Big Brother Jiang means a truce? What kind of truce? "
Jiang Zhuliu sighed softly. He had already said it so clearly, but Liu Qingming still wasn't willing to show the corresponding sincerity. Just based on this point, he was far inferior to the Liu Tree. If the Liu Tree was sitting in front of him, the two of them would have already started discussing the conditions of a truce, and he wouldn't be testing the waters again.
"Qingming, what conditions do you have?" Jiang Zhuliu asked with a smile. "Say whatever you want. In any case, this is a private discussion between us brothers, it doesn't count. Isn't that right? "
The discussion between the two of them obviously counted. If the conditions were suitable, the Jiang Family and the Liu Family would reconcile according to the framework of this large agreement. They were the vanguard and the vanguard of the two families, this was the meaning of the existence of the family's spokesperson.
Liu Qingming's fingers lightly knocked on the table and said, "Just like what Big Brother Jiang said, the Liu Family suffered heavy losses in the Jiang Family. If we easily withdraw, I'm afraid it would be a bit too embarrassing …"
Jiang Zhuliu looked at Liu Qingming and said, "The Liu Family will completely withdraw from Longtu and sell all the shares in their hands to the Jiang Family. The Jiang Family is willing to give a reasonable price … Don't worry, the Jiang Family will definitely not embarrass the Liu Family. The more friends, the easier the road. The Jiang Family is still very willing to make more friends. "
Liu Qingming was hesitant. This matter really wasn't up to him to decide alone. He had to go back and report to his uncle, who was also the father of the Liu Tree.
This was really a complicated relationship between people.
Jiang Zhuliu knew what Liu Qingming was thinking and advised, "Qingming, the uncles are all smart people. They know in their hearts that only if the Liu Family completely withdraws from Longtu can we avoid another war … If we only make a verbal truce, the people below will still fight fiercely. This won't benefit either of our families. "
Liu Qingming raised his cup and said, "I will bring back Big Brother Jiang's words."
Jiang Zhuliu nodded with a smile and said, "Remember the result of this match …"
"Let's watch the show." The two of them laughed and said.
While Fang Yan and the Japanese Sword God Chiba were fighting to the death, the two big families, the Jiang Family and the Liu Family, who were originally fighting to the death, reached a compromise and cooperation in the Single Sword Peak's Old Lord Pavilion.
This world was really boring but also new.
"Drinking and watching the show, the two of you are so elegant …" A man's hearty laughter sounded.
Jiang Zhuliu and Liu Qingming turned at the same time. Jiang Zhuliu smiled and said, "He's also here …"
"What a pity." Seeing Fang Yan fall to the ground, someone in the darkness sighed. "If this kid was ten years older and had ten more years of accumulation, it wouldn't be difficult for him to kill that Japanese kid … He's still too young. What a pity. "
"You old thing, the match isn't over yet, why are you so anxious? Who said that the current Fang Yan isn't that Japanese's opponent? Didn't he stand up again? "
"You're not convinced? If you're not convinced, let's fight … "
"Let's fight …"
… …
Chiba Haomu was smiling.
He was smiling happily, but there was undisguised cruelty in his eyes.
Chiba Haomu pointed at Fang Yan, who had just gotten up from the ground, and said in a vicious voice, "Qing Yin, don't you think he looks like a dog?"
Chiba Haomu had watched the movie "Journey to the West" starring Hua Xia, Zhou Xingshi, and there was a line in the movie that left a deep impression on him: He looks like a dog.
He felt that Fang Yan looked like a dog, a defeated dog that was about to be slaughtered for meat.
"This is just the beginning." Qing Yin's voice sounded, but he couldn't see where he was.
"What? Do you think he still has a chance to turn the tables? Qing Yin, my father is your master, he's the greatest swordsman in the world … No one can defeat him. Not in the past, and not in the future. "
After a while, Qing Yin's voice sounded again, "Master has also been defeated before."
"Qing Yin …" Chiba Haomu was furious.
"If you can't face yourself and your opponent, you'll never be able to step into the realm of true Kendo."
"Are you lecturing me?"
"I'm reminding you."
Chiba Haomu nodded, and said, "I understand. I'll face myself, and I'll respect my opponent … But my father will definitely win. Just like he won countless times in the past. I've never doubted that. "
Chiba Haomu was an expert, and a rare opponent.
Facing such an enemy would always make one feel powerless, just like when Fang Yan faced the old drunkard. You tried your best to defeat him, but with a wave of his sleeve, you lost miserably.
The path of martial arts was like climbing a mountain. Some people lingered at the foot of the mountain, while others were exhausted halfway up. The higher one went, the more difficult it became … It required physical strength, perseverance, and even more, comprehension.
Fang Yan had outstanding physical strength, astonishing comprehension, and no lack of perseverance … but he lacked age.
He lacked the influence of society, the training of life, and the accumulation of time …
He was still so young.
That was what everyone said.
"I don't accept this," Fang Yan roared in his heart.
I don't have the influence of society, but I'm young and full of vigor!
I lack the tempering of life, but I'm in high spirits!
I don't need the accumulation of time, because I'm now full of passion and blood.
Being young is my greatest advantage, and it's also my greatest capital.
Fang Yan stood in place, stretched out his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Come on," Fang Yan said.
He was waiting for the Chiba Haomu to attack again. He believed that this time, he would not fail.
The smile on Chiba Haomu's face gradually faded, and his expression began to become serious.
He was growing too fast, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If Fang Yan was said to be a little afraid, a little afraid, and a little restrained, at this time, Fang Yan had become a brave warrior who was not afraid of death, a true warrior who fought with his life and passion.
He no longer defended passively, and he no longer defended himself impeccably. He only wanted to save his life … He opened his mind and let go of life and death.
Based on the experience of the Chiba Haomu, there had never been anyone in the younger generation who could do this before.
This boy must not be left alive!
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