Chapter 581

Zhao Zhendong's words sound very praising to Ma San.

But in fact, this is not a compliment, but a fact.

Ma San followed Zhao Qingfeng when he was young, and he was less than 10 years old when he first killed him.

Although Zhao Qingfeng has always taught him to be good, but he is dead to the other end of the direction of Zhao Qingfeng's guide, and is more and more far away, can't stop. In the end, Zhao Qingfeng had no choice but to hand over the invisible power to him.

This is not to run in the opposite direction, on the dark road, both feet are accelerator, running that is called a fast.

So to speak, when Zhao Qingfeng and Zichen Yansong had a conflict, Ma San almost picked Zichen Yansong's head.

This matter lets purple Chen rock pine think up to now, all feel a burst of afterfear.

Had it not been for Zhao Qingfeng and Ma San, Zichen Yansong would have avenged himself.

But then again, if there is revenge, there must be a ten-year-old grave between Zichen Yansong and Ma San.

after persuading all his brothers to leave, Zhao Zhendong and one of his subordinates, Bao, and Ma San, are left in the room.

Zhao Zhendong turned his head and looked at a Bao, but shook his head, "you are tired of living."

Ah Bao laughs happily, "well, beautiful women have slept, drunk good wine and smoked cigars, but they have never dealt with Mr. Ma in the legend. It's boring to live. It's better to give his life to Mr. Ma."

"maybe we can pick up a melon and take off his head."

For Bao, Zhao Zhendong did not make any evaluation, and did not open his mouth to make any obstruction.

He just took a cigarette, looked up at Ma San on the second floor and said, "Ma San, my brother is good. Don't let him suffer."

Ma San's arms on the railing, looking very casual, "see it."

It can be seen that Zhao Zhendong's brother is good, so he should also make this request.

So the next moment Zhao Zhendong closed his eyes and only enjoyed the cigarette at his fingertips.

It's still easy to smoke at home. It's delicious no matter how you smoke. Those cigarettes abroad can't smoke. They smell like cow dung.

In Zhao Zhendong's opinion, it should be the foreign guys who are used to raising livestock on farms, especially taking cow dung for cigarettes.

The domestic smoke is smooth, vigorous and fragrant. It's very comfortable to wind around the lungs.

It's just the time of this circle, and then someone sat next to him.

Open your eyes and have a look, a Bao has knelt down on the ground with a smile, and his head is still at Zhao Zhendong's position.

It seemed that he was not in pain when he left. He still had a quiet smile on his face. It seemed that he was seeking benevolence.

Looking at Po, who left first, and Ma San, who was sitting on the second floor before, Zhao Zhendong said with a smile, "are you the real cultivators in Xianxia novels, the ones who take people's heads with flying swords?"

Ma San shook his head with a smile, "the novels are all deceitful. You can't believe in novels."

Zhao Zhendong asked, "what do you believe in, Christianity, Buddhism or political parties?"

MA Sanhui said, "I don't know. Anyway, I only believe in myself."

Zhao Zhendong thought about it, nodded and agreed, "there's a certain reason, but I believe in myself. When I end up with such a result, I believe in myself, too. Why don't you have anything to do?"

for this problem, Ma San didn't want to reply, "because I believe that I can only eat 72 meters."

Zhao Zhendong made a state of sudden realization, "that's me After believing in himself, Ma San said with a smile, "I don't know. I'm not you. I don't know how much you can eat."

Zhao Zhendong took a cigarette and brewed it in his body for a few seconds before he spit it out with his words.

"I always think you are a waste. You are in charge of all the underground forces of the Zhao family. How nice it would be for you to join us and create a horse family"

"but now, it seems that you are not a waste. I am the one who is the waste. If I only want to be Zhao Laosan with peace of mind, don't I also enjoy the luxury and wealth at the moment, so I wonder "

" should I regret now "

hearing Zhao Zhendong's inquiry, Ma Sanhui said," not necessarily. People are ambitious. They want to earn 100 yuan after earning 10 yuan, and no one wants to earn 1000 yuan after earning 100 yuan I will be satisfied, and so will I

Zhao Zhendong asked, "well, you have long been the leader of the Zhao family's underground forces. Why didn't you replace it? How can you be satisfied?"

Ma San asked, "who told you that I was satisfied? I didn't. I've been leading the Zhao family's underground forces to fight with other family's underground forces all the time. My satisfaction will increase a bit if I fight down one.""When you beat all the forces down, how can you still seek satisfaction"

"beat the Zhao family again, as long as one day, I will beat the Zhao family [biquge 5200] www.bqg5200.biz ]Get down. "

Ma San's answer is straightforward and forceful. It seems that he doesn't mean to lie at all, which makes Zhao Zhendong dumbfounded.

"The rebellion is so obvious, you're not going to let me see the old man and the second nephew directly, are you"

Ma San laughs, "how can it be? It's not a problem to see and talk about it. As long as I can beat down all the clandestine forces of the family, I will target the Zhao family. Even in front of the old man and Xiaoquan, I can still say that. "

Zhao Zhendong is very curious, "why is this"

Ma San answers questions for him, "because I have pursuit, I pursue all the way forward. Because the old man is confident. He is confident that Xiaoquan can surpass me and push me down. Because Xiaoquan is persistent and never gives up on his relatives. "

"So we're all alive and successful in our respective fields, but you're a failure."

"Because you just want to succeed, but you don't know what you have."

"You say that even you don't know what your strengths are and why you succeed"

after Ma San said a lot of things, Zhao Zhendong was silent. It felt like Ma San had finished all his words.

Patting Zhao Zhendong on the shoulder, Ma San got up and walked out the door, "goodbye, Third Master"

Ma San ye called out to Zhao San ye, the first time in his life and the last time in his eyes.

Zhao Zhendong didn't retort, only when Ma San came to the door, he called out, "Ma San, call my second nephew in."

"Comply with the order"

Ma San sang a tune and pulled the long tone out.

Halfway up the road, he met Zhao Qingfeng who was ready to enter, so he stopped the man.

"Master, he wants to see Xiaoquan now."

Zhao Qingfeng turned his back and said, "I don't care who he wants to see, I'm his Laozi"

it's true that he has the momentum of Laozi, but Ma San's words made him silent.

"Master, the dead are the greatest."