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In the Star Origin Village, Zhao San and Old Man Luo, as well as the student Huang Zhongyi from back then called Bai Xuanyi, "Peach Blessing". Because of this, he had gained the nickname of "Third Uncle" Xing Yuan.

Now that Luo Liang was sitting across from the third uncle of Xingyuan, he still didn't know that this man was the one he had been looking for. In his heart, Zhao San was an amiable farmer, and then this farmer was a bit unprofessional.

Of course, if there were any other opinions regarding Zhao San, Luo Liang's conclusion would be that the farmer had a very powerful demoness, Zhao Jiayan.

At this moment, Zhao Jiayan was sitting beside her father. She turned her head and looked at the scenery under the night sky in the dilapidated cabin.

Luo Liang looked at her. This was his swan, so beautiful and proud. Even though he was sure that he had bitten this swan before, he still felt a chasm between them.

This kind of chasm, even if there were tens of thousands of "Demon Subduing" incidents, was still insufficient to bridge it. Instead, it would only grow bigger and bigger.

Zhao Jiayan was sitting quietly. Her fair hair was less beautiful than it used to be, but it had a more delicate charm to it. Her smooth hair cascaded down like a waterfall, gently fluttering in the wind, with a small portion of it falling in front of her.

"Father, why didn't you tell Luo Liang the truth? Tell him that you are Uncle Luo's third brother, and that Uncle Luo is in Thailand! "

"No …" There is no need for Luo Liang to inherit and continue the mission of us three brothers. He is the same as you; there is no need to get involved in a deeper crisis! You... Take good care of yourself and walk your own path! "

In her mind, Zhao Jiayan recalled what her father had told her. Although she was not sure whether Zhao San and Bai Xueli had chosen to hide Luo Liang's right or wrong, she had also concealed one thing from Zhao San — her first time had been unexpectedly and tyrannically taken away by this burning Luo Liang.

"Oh, Director Zhao, you're here too?" The ship continued to sail slowly downstream. Song Shi couldn't hold back his laughter. "I didn't think we would be brothers escaping this time, hahaha …"

After all, in order to eradicate the opium cultivation and drug trade in the former Special Zone, Zhao San and his Agriculture Reform Commission, as well as the green seedlings under their command, had interacted with Song Shi of the new city quite often.

Seeing this enemy sitting opposite him, Song Shi was amused. "Director Zhao, do you know why opium cultivation cannot be destroyed? Is Aircraft... Hehe, President Lin's family has paid for a plane. As long as you cut down a large area, they will immediately sow a large area, and then our Director Fan will buy us a few carts of fertilizer and send them to the mountains. Hahaha, you must have worked hard in those years! "Hahaha …

"You …" Hearing these words, Zhao Jiayan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned her head. Her beautiful eyes angrily stared at Song Shi. She almost had the impulse to go up and teach him a lesson.

However, this impulse was suppressed by Zhao San in time. He used his hand to cover his daughter's rising body, then kindly looked at Song Shi, smiling slightly, "Your Vice Division Chief treats you pretty well. The documents inside his desk are all in your account, together with Ye Cheng and Huang Rongjin. What a good person! "

"What?" Is that true? "

Song Shi immediately stood up. Unfortunately, his height of nearly 1.8 meters exceeded the design of the low cabin. Then, with a "dong" sound, he was knocked back.

Then, he saw Zhao San's affirmation, so he hurriedly kneaded his aching head and cursed in a low voice, "Fan Ying the f * cker, he's purposely trying to wash the white of his face, damn him!"

Seeing that Song Shi had come to an understanding, Zhao San looked at Luo Liang affectionately and said sincerely, "Little brother Luo, you too! "In the future, you have to watch the path you walk on, and don't step on every path. After all, sometimes when you walk on the wrong path, you can still turn back, but most of the time, you're already at the end of a boundless sea of suffering!"

I made a mistake … This was something that Luo Liang would definitely admit to at the moment.

Initially, he only wanted to enjoy the limelight, but unexpectedly, along the way, he became someone else's chess piece. He played a nonexistent role in the competition for other people's rights and wealth, and in the end, he was even easily led into a pirate ship, almost into a sea of suffering that he could not turn back.

Fortunately, it was still not too late.

Luo Liang nodded and walked out of the cabin while half-squatting.

Arriving at the stern, he looked into the distance against the wind, his brows creased. "I will come back, Fan Ying!" If you're still alive, I'll definitely give you three bullets! One for the Luo Hua, one for Zhang Bao, and the last one … For myself! "

As he spoke to here, he saw Luo Liang's handsome face brimming with determination. There was a rare capable look in his eyes.

Looking at all of this from the cabin, Zhao Jiayan's heart suddenly skipped a beat: "Maybe this roasted bag will have a chance to make a real person in the future!"

As for Song Shi, he chuckled and shouted to Luo Liang at the stern, "Don't forget to count me in as a shot. You have to save that f * cking chicken for me. If I don't kill two of his eggs with one shot, I won't be called Song Shi!"

Hearing this, Zhao San and Zhao Jiayan looked at each other: they are not on the same level! This Song Shi was really terrible, even worse than that roasted Luo Liang.

However, after the two of them came to an agreement, Luo Liang, who was in the stern, spoke up again.

At this moment, he pulled on the zipper and fished out the huge bird with his back facing the cabin, then rushed towards the receding river as if he was pissing out a mouthful of blood.

In his mouth, he muttered something and shouted, "What I just said has no proof! Right now, I'm going to soak in the piss of a deity. If you, Fan Ying, smell it, then remember it well! I'll go with the water, but I, Luo Liang, will come back! Heaven and Earth, this urine is proof! "

"Eh …"

When Luo Liang finished, Zhao Jiayan and Zhao San looked at each other again. Both of them had black lines on their foreheads.

The Pier of Rubber Valley was located on the side of the Dachili, in the northeast of Myanmar. By this time, the Rolling Water River had already become dozens of meters wide, but the current wasn't as fast as before.

On both sides of the river were rubber forests, which already belonged to another autonomous region of Myanmar, where rubber cultivation was a pillar of agriculture.

At the end of the pier, on a slightly larger boat, there were now a few men waiting in the dark night. One of them was looking into the distance, facing the wind, an evil smile on his face.

Behind him, a handsome young man dressed in sailor clothing chuckled and said: "Chief, the wind is too strong, you should go inside to rest! If they want to come, they will eventually come! "

Hearing that, the man called Director also laughed, and said sinisterly: "Feng Kun said that there are four people this time, so there are only two other people besides Zhao San and Zhao Jiayan? I'm looking forward to it, could it be them? "

"They? Heh heh, the Director already knows that, right? "Hehe, I'm also looking forward to it. That burnt bag is definitely on the ship. If we give the four of them to Hong Long, then our gift will be enough for us to build our footing in the village!"

After saying that, the two of them took a step forward and stood by the side of the ship. As they looked at the river, they revealed a cold and determined smile!