Zhao Quanhui's expressionless face left silent for a long time.

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In the cold wind at dawn in late autumn, the father and son standing in front of the manor of Tianzi No. 2, the atmosphere was depressing and solemn, because this matter was of great importance. Once Nan Huaiyuan knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the car was overturned and people could not be avoided.

The cold wind blew the gray hair and the majestic father, Zhao Mike felt a little uneasy.

"Dad, for the sake of the Zhao family, my son has to do this. You also know that Nan Huaiyuan, a group of evil tourists who came from the martial arts world, looked down on us from the bottom of his heart."

Zhao Mike became more and more excited as he spoke, and continued: "You always teach me how to know the small things. From the sensible things that Nan Huaiyuan and the dead bean Xiaodou did in the RV, this group of people are used to lawlessness. In their eyes, we people from the world are simply toys, so how could they be brought in front of others.

"If you don't drive away this group of evil guests, it will be a matter of time before they can get rid of Sijiucheng. By then, the Zhao family will be really discredited. Even if they will not be excluded by the circle for a while, there will definitely be this day in the future."

"If you don't have a long-term plan, you will have immediate worries. This is what you have taught me since you were a child."

As he spoke, Zhao Mike finally stopped, took a deep breath of fresh air in the cold wind to calm himself down, and finally said: "Father, my son informed Wang Le, everything is for the Zhao family, and he is not selfless. Otherwise, with the past holidays between my son and the young man, there will never be room for cooperation. This is what you often say. There is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests."

Zhao Quanhui, who was like a stone statue from beginning to end, finally had a slight movement. He saw him sighing a long time ago, Mike's eyes showed relief and said, "Mike, you have grown up."

"Dad" Zhao Mike felt like he was stuck in his throat, and an indescribable heat rose, filling his whole body and mind. His mood, which had just calmed down, swelled again.

At this time, Zhao Quanhui walked into Zhao Mike, patted the other person's shoulder heavily, and smiled kindly: "Dad can finally retire with confidence. Next, I will hand over all the property in my hand to you."

After a pause, Zhao Quanhui blinked at Zhao Mike and said in a teasing tone: "Don't be a prodigal son anymore. Just because my father still has some physical strength now. After a few years, I will not have the strength to hold my grandson."

With the increasing number of white hairs on his head, Zhao Mike squeezed out a strong smile, but his heart was very sour. At this moment, he finally felt the responsibility of a man, and he was really mature.

"Yes" Zhao Mike's key point should be that his heart was heavy and full of warmth.

Zhao Quanhui's deep son, his face was filled with relief from the bottom of his heart, then turned around and walked along the road to the villa where he lived.

Before he could walk a few steps, Zhao Mike chased after him from behind and asked in a deep voice: "Dad, do I want to remind the little man to tell him what happened to Nan Huaiyuan."

Zhao Quanhui, who was walking in front, stopped, then turned his head and said without hesitation: "You need to be bold when things are about to come. You have already been on the first day of the 1st day of the 1st day of the year. Of course, you have to continue doing this fifteenth day of the year. What else can you hesitate about?"

After pausing, Zhao Quanhui said in a deep voice: "You have said just now that there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests. Although Wang Le and we had a bit of a mess in the past, we are all people in the same circle. After all, Nan Huaiyuan and others are all outsiders. So being consistent with the outside world is in our greatest interests."

Speaking of this, Zhao Quanhui showed helplessness and regret, and sighed: "When I first met Nan Huaiyuan, I thought it could be a killer move and could be used if necessary. I didn't expect that it would be a disaster to make people like this today. I really know the person but the face but the heart."

Zhao Mike comforted: "Dad, things have come to this point, so don't mind anymore. I hope that young man can create a miracle again."

Zhao Quanhui's eyes narrowed, and his light shone inside was shaking, and he pondered: "From the current situation, Le is at a disadvantage in the face of Nan Huaiyuan, and it is obvious that he is unable to compete, but this kid hides in the dark and must have his own ideas, just like he dealt with the Hong family last time, and the same is true. As a result, everyone finally won the battle."

Speaking of this, Zhao Quanhui changed his tone and said, "But Nan Huaiyuan is far from comparable to the Hong family of the United States. It is not an exaggeration to say that the strength of this old Taoist is a perfect match. Even if Wang Le has unparalleled combat power and is as scheming as the sea, he is the leader among his peers. No one is above his authority, but in the face of absolute strength, he can only bow his head and admit defeat."

Finally, Zhao Quanhui said in a heavy mood: "I hope he can create a miracle again. After all, this kid has a deep face and a true dragon's fate. I believe he will not lose his life at a young age."

Zhao Mike followed, sighed, and muttered: "Before this, my youngest face was arrogant and domineering, but now I hope he will continue to be invincible and defeat him, sweep all the way, hoping that this guy will still be proud and never fall into Nan Huaiyuan's hands."

"The world is impermanent, and the most interesting thing in life is here. You can never guess what will be posted in the next second."

Zhao Quanhui smiled slightly, and after saying that, he patted his son's shoulder again, then turned around and took a step forward slowly with his hands on his back. He quickly disappeared along the rising sun and turned into a black spot in Zhao Mike's sight.

After a while, Zhao Mike closed his gaze, took a deep breath of sober air, and then took out his cell phone and called Wang Le's number.

At this time, Wang Le, who lived in a quick hotel on the roadside in the suburbs of Beijing, had not woken up from the meditation, and did not open his eyes until the ringtone of the cell phone at the head of the bed rang.

"Hey, Brother Zhao." Wang Le got up from the bed, picked up his phone and answered, and greeted with a smile.

"Brother Wang, don't tell me if you fall asleep peacefully this night, I'm really envious, jealous and hateful."

On the phone, Zhao Mike heard Wang Legang's lazy voice waking up, and couldn't help but say speechlessly.
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