After Zhou Mohan escaped from his enemy, the young master didn't want him.
He said that his great revenge had been avenged and his wish had been fulfilled. He didn't have to stay with him anymore.
Hearing these words, Zhou Mohan was full of confusion.
He was injured for two days and went out for a walk the next day.
I saw someone mourning in the street.
The pomp is huge, and the scene is accumulated with money.
Originally, Zhou Mohan was not interested in this.
Just as he looked back, he saw a familiar little figure.
Little child, expressionless, tight lips, a face of strangers do not enter.
The child was the little Chen Haoqing he saw opposite the pastry shop three days ago.
A few year old child, walking in the team, never saw the smile a few days ago.
A pair of strangers are not close, and the cold breath all over seems to have changed a person.
Zhou Mohan watched and little Chen Haoqing left with the team.
Looking at each other's small figure, Zhou Mohan showed heartache in his eyes.
It was a kind of pain in sympathy with each other.
The position where the child is standing is an immediate relative.
The child lost a close relative, so he was so sad that he couldn't cry. He only had a pair of red eyes and looked helplessly ahead.
This is the only two times that Zhou Mohan and Chen Haoqing met during their childhood and adolescence.
At this time, Zhou Mohan just loves his little child.
Zhou Mo Han's whole memory is that he feels pity for the same disease, the initial smiling face and a piece of nougat sweet in the bottom of his heart.
No matter how hard and tired, even if it is the line of life and death, Zhou Mohan will think of the nougat sweet to the bottom of his heart.
Little Chen Haoqing lost his mother and had a hard time in the mansion.
At this time, his father was not a commander-in-chief.
Losing his mother, he always wakes up crying in the dead of night.
When I wake up, I will play with the jewelry left by my mother.
Among them is a bracelet with a bell.
Seeing the silver bracelet, he would think of his beautiful brother and the other party's faint smile.
They struggle in their different lives and strive to live in order to live better.
The first side of each other, maybe there are some impressions at first.
But as time goes by, the only memories are sealed.
Until
Eleven years later.
There is a scuffle near the wharf in old Shanghai.
These people are fighting with knives and guns.
"Mo Han! Protect the young master!"
Someone yelled at the most crowded place.
Holding a gun in one hand, he protected the tall man in front of him. The young man with old-fashioned glasses smelled the speech and his face showed a strong intention of killing.
He narrowed a pair of fox eyes. The killing intention in his eyes was cruel and determined.
The tall man standing behind him is the young master he protects, Qu ruobai.
Just tonight, the young master's father died.
The Green Gang has grown stronger and stronger over the years. There are people who eat inside and eat outside.
"Mo Han, time is running out." the young Third Master held a gun and pointed at the enemies around him.
When Zhou Mohan heard what he understood, he nodded, "young master, let's rush out."
After so many years of collocation, they have already had a tacit cooperation.
"Good!"
When they finished, they turned their backs and shot in all directions.
The scuffle lasted for a long time. It didn't end until those close friends left before the master died came to rescue.
Just as everyone relaxed their vigilance, Zhou Mo was shot.
He fell into the sea.
This year, Zhou Mohan was twenty-six years old and had just performed meritorious service beside the king of Shanghai.