Chapter 342

Of course, there will not be too few years.

It was bigger than the one in my house. Liu Liang walked over and put her hand on the tree. She could feel the surging vitality conveyed to her by the tree. It had grown here for many years, and its root was 100 meters deep underground.

Fortunately, it has been growing all the time. It has not been cut or struck by thunder. The Feng Shui here seems really good. Otherwise, it can't grow to such a large size and still stand.

If it continues like this, instead of being destroyed by external forces, it can live for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Please follow me."

The man in the robe put his hands in front of him and bent slightly towards them.

"The old man invites you in."

What orthodox etiquette.

Liu Liang also stayed in ancient times, so the etiquette of this is a bit eye-catching.

So the Huo family should also be regarded as a hidden family.

Zeng Xubai and Liu Liang followed the middle-aged man into a living room. There are calligraphy and paintings and some antiques everywhere. All the furniture is made of solid wood with special texture and fragrance of wood.

Except for the electric light, it's like the wrong time.

"Please sit down."

"Good old Huo."

Zeng Xubai slightly bent over to Huo Lao. Liu Liang did the same thing. It can be regarded as respect for the old generation.

This time, Liu Liang found that the black gas on Huo's face was heavier and heavier, and it seemed that he was about to reach the limit.

"Sit down, two."

Huo smiled and looked like a kind old man. He was not the kind of hero who once dominated the world. I heard that he was also a fierce and brave man when he was young. Time really can change everything.

Why can't you change your character?

Liu Liang found herself a place to sit down, but her eyes always looked at Huo Lao.

"Are you here to ask about Xie Ba?"

Huo Lao still smiled. "Don't worry. Xie Ba knows he has violated the rules. He will give you equal compensation. Several places in his hands will also be handed over to others."

Liu Liang feels like this. Of course, she doesn't know how many bones have been broken in the dead bastard's body. She has inquired about it, and his opponents are not few. Now the dead bastard doesn't lie down for a few years, and it's impossible to get out of bed. Liu Liang secretly gives him a cruel medicine, and he will get fatter and fatter in the future. When he can't even walk, how can he rob territory with others?

"Huo Lao, we are not here for this."

Zeng Xu is not such an unkind person. Of course, he didn't come to force Huo Lao. He respects him. Naturally, he believes his words and waits for the news quietly, rather than interrupting him so rashly today.

"Why did that come?"

Mr. Huo is waiting. Of course, he is all ears.

Zeng's narration turns to Liu Liang.

"Can I touch your wrist?"

Liu Liang tilted her head. Her eyes were clear and her appearance was delicate without any aggression. Anyway, she was like the best and obedient girl in the family. Huo didn't believe that the child would be good. A big iron bar smashed a bunch of big men into broken arms and hands.

It's powerful, and of course it's cruel.

However, he finally put his wrist in front of Liu Liang. He believed that Liu Liang would not do anything to him. He was an old bone. Besides, they had no resentment in the past and no hatred recently. No matter what the doll was, it was impossible to crush his hand bones.

Liu Liang raised her hand and put it on Huo Lao's wrist. She didn't feel her pulse, nor did she.

The rest in her body was running rapidly. Finally, her sight stopped on Huo Lao's head.

That's the problem.

It's much simpler than she thought.

"Can I ask?" Liu Liang is really curious, "who pierced the needle in your old head?"

Liu Liang is just curious. Was she abused when she was young?

With a clang, Liu Liang looked back and saw the middle-aged man who had just brought them in shaking his hand. The tray in his hand fell to the ground, and the tea cup on it was now broken all over the ground, and the tea fragrance was scattered in all directions.

"You, how do you know?"

The middle-aged man tightened his hands. He was not only angry, but also hated and blamed himself.

Liu Liang spread her hand.

"Can't you say?"

Well, Liu Liang didn't ask. Anyway, it's all other people's secrets. She's not the kind of person who has to know other people's little secrets. The more she knows, it's trouble. People say that she's curious to kill the cat. It's not unreasonable.

"Neither."

Huo sighed, "this was all a few decades ago. I'll forget it."

"But I didn't forget..."

The middle-aged man was very angry. "Back in the war of resistance against Japan, the old man sold out his family property and raised food for our people's Liberation Army. As a result, those devils knew that he wanted food when he caught the old man. The old man didn't want to give them food in our country. Why should we give them food and let them eat enough? Should he come and rob and kill our people and enslave our people?"

"But the devil is not human. They beat the old man black and blue, and ruthlessly put two needles into his brain. At that time, the conditions were limited, so they didn't treat it again. Then the old man would have a headache and be miserable every few days. Later, the medical conditions were good, but the doctor said that the needle couldn't be taken out."

"It's stuck in the master's brain. It grows with his brain."

The middle-aged man suddenly knelt on the ground and beat his chest from time to time. He watched with his own eyes how those people stabbed the needle into Huo Lao's bone. At that time, he heard Huo Lao's scream, but he couldn't save him.

It is because of these two needles that the old man has suffered all his life. Even if he dies, the two needles are buried with old Huo. Old Huo said that when he dies, he will burn him and take out the two needles. He has brought them all his life. He doesn't want to bring them in the next life. Let him live easily in the next life.

"Alas..."

Huo sighed again, walked to the middle-aged man, put his hand on his shoulder and pressed it gently.

"Lao Wu, it's all in the past. That's something. Our head office has experienced a lot of scenery and experience. It's not a loss in this life. When I leave, I'll do what I say."

He patted Lao Wu on the shoulder, then walked back, sat down and smiled.

"I really make you laugh. Lao Wu is a heterosexual brother who grew up with me. I just feel it."

He touched his head and did not fear his death at all.

His body is getting worse and worse, and the pain is getting closer and closer. Even if he can bear it, his body can't bear it. The doctor said that unless there is a miracle, one day he will die of pain alive.