"In six or seven years, everyone is developing." Chen Tianze frowned and replied, "Solve the things in front of him first."

"Actually, I have another way," Lu Tao blinked and lay down in Shen Tianze's ear and said, "You can let..."

Chen Tianze listened quietly and nodded from time to time.

...

That night, Chen Tianze left by plane, and Shengshi Marriott's casino in Xian closed down.

The next day at noon.

Luo Jiajun woke up from the bedroom in a daze, moved his sore limbs, looked at the wine bottles on the coffee table, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Last night, Luo Wentao insisted on drinking a little wine. Jiajun couldn't help but call Lao Ou and drank it with him. But in fact, Lao Luo didn't drink much, and there was not a total of two taels of wine. However, Jiajun and Lao Ou became more and more excited. They killed countless bottles of beer and more than one pound of white wine.

"Fuck, when did you fall asleep?" Lao Ou sat up from the sofa and asked with a split headache.

"I don't know, it's dawn." Luo Jiajun replied expressionlessly, and his emotions were very complicated. He made his emotions change for the latter through his conversation with Lao Luo last night, but the experiences between him and his mother over the years have made him hate this person that it is difficult to destroy for a short time. He was very conflicted and resisted contact with Luo Wentao, but he was inexplicably moved Lao Luo to do it for him.

He stood in the bathroom dullly, letting the rapid and cold water hit his hands.

"Eat something." Lao Ou shouted, walked to the window, reached out and pulled open the curtains.

The sun is bright outside, with birds and insects chirping, and the hot sun shines into the house, and the ground is full of golden.

Lao Ou drank a glass of water, turned around and walked to the bed and shouted, "Get up, let's have something to eat."

Luo Wentao lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed.

Lao Ou bent down and reached out to pull Luo Wentao's arm, but found that the latter's body was already stiff.

"I'll go out later." Luo Jiajun walked out of the room.

Lao Ou stood there, staring at Luo Wentao in a daze, motionless.

"What's wrong?" Luo Jiajun frowned and asked.

"...You...your dad is gone." Lao Ou seemed to have expected this day, his face was calm, but his voice trembled.

"Click!"

Luo Jiajun's eyes were stunned, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

He left on a sunny day.

Before leaving, he did everything he could do to kill his sons...

Later, Lu Tao said: "If it weren't for these two sons, Lao Luo might have died of illness a few months ago... With this tone, he was actually thinking about it."

At this point, a generation of heroes ended in their later years, and the infinite scenery during their lifetime turned into loess and was annihilated in this world over time.

...

It's exactly two o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Zhisong called Chen Tianze and Xiaoji respectively, but both of them were in a state of being unable to contact. In the end, he had no choice but to contact Bianj headquarters.

"Hey? Brother Song!"

"Have Ozawa gone back? You asked him to answer the phone." Fu Zhisong frowned and said.

"I haven't come back. I've been waiting for the plane, but Mr. Chen doesn't seem to land here." The senior official on the side shook his head and replied.

"I haven't gone back, where did he go?" Fu Zhisong was confused.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!