City Marshal

Chutian is coming to Europe to quell the incident!

When the news came out, Shuai Jun and the mafia immediately restrained their fighting spirit. No matter how excited they wanted to fight, they had to be wary of Chutian's prestige. The mafia fight cooled within two hours.

Respectively guard the entrance of the hall and no longer attack.

When Shuai Jun and the mafia suppressed their intention to kill for the time being, Sanwang and Nan Gongyue also started to get busy, discussing various details and preparing to welcome Chutian to Europe. Chutian's safety is the most important thing, because No one can guarantee that Lian Bubai and the Mafia will not engage in attacks.

Late at night, the night is as cool as water.

Nangong Manor, on the balcony, a man wearing a coat stood on the balcony and looked at the vast night. I have to say that Nangong Manor has a very good view. In a place like London, it is possible to find such a place with a good view. One of the places that fascinates people.

As the wind whizzed by, Nangong Yue stood up with his chest folded, and stretched out his right hand: "Wine."

A perfect parabola appeared from the side and rear, and then a bottle of wine of unknown age landed steadily in Nangong Yue's hand, weighed the weight in his hand, Nangong Yue sat on the balcony railing, unscrewed the lid and smelled it immediately A mellow fragrance, he pulled off his collar and took a sip,

"Furious, leaning on the railing, resting in the drizzle, looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, full of excitement."

Nangong Yue suddenly felt lonely, and muttered Yue Fei's words: "Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons, don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad... Aspirations eat the meat of the barbarians, Laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

His powerful vocals are erratic and majestic, and the two completely different feelings perfectly point out the sorrow and indignation of this poem. When he was full of excitement, a black flag soldier with a murderous look flashed on the side, strange and evil, as if The legendary demons are still bloodthirsty.

For such a warrior, even the silence carries a strong smell of blood.

"Sir, you have something on your mind."

Dissipating the murderous aura wrapped around his body, his voice was indifferent but with a kind of loyal and unique concern. The next moment, the black flag soldier appeared beside Nangong Yue, standing and sitting, forming the most unique scenery: "Mr. Nangong, what do you need? Did we do it? Go through hoops!"

His words are concise but powerful, and people can't help but believe them.

"There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity, I have nothing to worry about."

Nangong Yue raised his head and downed a big gulp of wine. The acrid smell of wine burned down from his mouth, and entered the stomach along the esophagus. The powerful stamina rushed straight to his head. The hot stimulation made the whole person hot: "Madam is dead, Jian died, Wu Ma died, and many brothers died too."

Nangong Yue's eyes were slightly empty, struggling: "The Nangong family in the past is now only me and you. It was my selfishness that killed them. Other people's achievement goals were to step on the enemy's bones, but I stepped on the enemy's bones." If we go on our own, I, Nangong Yue, will be a bastard."

The black flag soldier lowered his head slightly: "Sir, you are serious."

Nangong Yue took another big gulp of wine, then handed the bottle to the black flag soldier to signal him to take a few sips, but the latter didn't say much, raised the wine bottle and took a big gulp, this gulp didn't make him face It was red, but on the contrary, it seemed that rainwater had seeped into the ground, disappearing silently.

"Has everything been arranged for Ning'er?"

Nangong Yue's expression returned to his former majesty, and he looked at the distant sky and said a few words. The black flag fighter did not hesitate at all, took the topic and responded: "It is arranged! I will not have other acquaintances to know the place except you, and it is closed. It is difficult to access external information through traditional training.”

Nangong nodded lightly, with a look of relief on his face: "That's good, it won't make her excited when she sees the news of my sudden death. She was just a substitute pawn arranged by me from the beginning to the end, and she doesn't need to sacrifice now. Just cover it up and let her have a future."

"After all, she is innocent and cannot die because of my selfishness."

He thought of those who died one by one, and his expression became inexplicably melancholy. The Black Banner soldier took a deep breath, and said aloud: "Sir, don't blame yourself, life and death are always in the rivers and lakes, let alone the dead. Even if they struggle, they will not be able to survive."

"Everyone who doesn't deserve to die is dead, but the damned one is still alive."

Nangong Yue erected his tall and straight body, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared. He sighed a lot: "Fortunately, I am going to die soon, which relieves my guilt to some extent, but you will also be buried with me. In the end, the eighty brothers You will die because of me, Nangong Yue, are you afraid?"

He looked at the subordinates in front of him, and added clearly: "I have been a chess piece for others all my life, and I deeply know the helplessness and pain. Every step is not my own will. I even control my breathing, and you are too. My chess pieces are still the purest kind..."

"Will you hate me?"

"Master's words are serious."

The Black Banner warrior spoke again: "Life and death are shared."

There was a trace of relief on Nangong Yue's face, but there was also a trace of guilt in it. He turned his head and looked at the subordinate who accompanied him: "I asked you to inform the brothers yesterday that anyone who doesn't want to die can leave and live a new life." Life, did you throw that at them?"

"said."

The black flag soldier straightened his chest slightly, handed the wine bottle to Nangong Yue and replied: "The 81 brothers decided to stay, and the 500 million each given by the master will also be confiscated. Brothers are willing to share life and death with Mr. Nangong. It was also the purpose of the establishment of the Black Flag back then."

"Why bother?"

Patting the position around him, Nangong leaned against the wall and looked at the sky above his head. The sky was dark and vast, without any stars. I am afraid that in the foggy city of London, there will not be a sky full of stars for a long time. The dim light is like the only light in the dark.

"Ask them again."

There was a hint of helplessness in Nangong Yue's eyes, he took the wine bottle and poured it into two mouthfuls to add: "Tell them, don't take any chances, absolutely no one will survive this time, including me, Nangong Yue, if they don't want to die, they can take it with them. $500 million to live a new life."

The Black Banner fighters didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, nor did they struggle with contradictions or awe-inspiring righteousness. They just said calmly: "Okay, I'll ask them again, but I don't think there will be any difference in the answer. When the master is in his prime, maybe they will." Go away and live your own life,"

"But in this situation... no one will leave."

When Nangong Yue raised his head and took a sip of wine, the black flag fighters added a few words in a low voice: "The black flag fighters who have retired in the past asked to return to the team when they heard that things were about to change, and told them that although they are old and weak, But still willing to shed the last drop of blood."

"Tell them, none of them are allowed to return to the team!"

Nangong Yue's face became solemn, and his voice was heavy and forceful: "All of you are living your own life honestly. They have retired and are no longer black flag fighters. What are they doing when they come back? I owe enough to Nangong Yue, yes Didn’t you want me to fall into Avici Hell?”

The Black Banner soldier lowered his head slightly: "Understood!"

Nangong Yue patted him on the shoulder, his eyes became deep and vast: "This time it's a big vortex, few people involved in it can survive, and we have no chance of survival, but I need to do something to not hesitate, So there is no need to drag too many people to be buried with me."

"If I don't need you, I will disband Black Flag now."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Yue opened his eyes slightly, staring closely at the distant sky, his blood-soaked eyes were burning with a frightening desire to kill, people who have never killed before would not have such a murderous desire Yes, but his expression quickly became calm again, as soft as the moonlight: "Go, go ask the brothers again, I hope someone will leave."

The black flag warrior nodded, bowed slightly and turned to leave. When he walked four or five meters, Nangong Yue suddenly remembered something, and his voice floated in the night sky: "You have already died once, if you want a new life, I will not I'll blame you, I'll even be genuinely happy."

The black flag soldier's body froze slightly, and then he replied in a low voice: "The spear died once, and I'm not afraid of dying again!" Chu Tian is coming to Europe to quell the incident!

When the news came out, Shuai Jun and the mafia immediately restrained their fighting spirit. No matter how excited they wanted to fight, they had to be wary of Chutian's prestige. The mafia fight cooled within two hours.

Respectively guard the entrance of the hall and no longer attack.

When Shuai Jun and the mafia suppressed their intention to kill for the time being, Sanwang and Nan Gongyue also started to get busy, discussing various details and preparing to welcome Chutian to Europe. Chutian's safety is the most important thing, because No one can guarantee that Lian Bubai and the Mafia will not engage in attacks.

Late at night, the night is as cool as water.

Nangong Manor, on the balcony, a man wearing a coat stood on the balcony and looked at the vast night. I have to say that Nangong Manor has a very good view. In a place like London, it is possible to find such a place with a good view. One of the places that fascinates people.

As the wind whizzed by, Nangong Yue stood up with his chest folded, and stretched out his right hand: "Wine."

A perfect parabola appeared from the side and rear, and then a bottle of wine of unknown age landed steadily in Nangong Yue's hand, weighed the weight in his hand, Nangong Yue sat on the balcony railing, unscrewed the lid and smelled it immediately A mellow fragrance, he pulled off his collar and took a sip,

"Furious, leaning on the railing, resting in the drizzle, looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, full of excitement."

Nangong Yue suddenly felt lonely, and muttered Yue Fei's words: "Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds and moons, don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad... Aspirations eat the meat of the barbarians, Laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

His powerful vocals are erratic and majestic, and the two completely different feelings perfectly point out the sorrow and indignation of this poem. When he was full of excitement, a black flag soldier with a murderous look flashed on the side, strange and evil, as if The legendary demons are still bloodthirsty.

For such a warrior, even the silence carries a strong smell of blood.

"Sir, you have something on your mind."

Dissipating the murderous aura wrapped around his body, his voice was indifferent but with a kind of loyal and unique concern. The next moment, the black flag soldier appeared beside Nangong Yue, standing and sitting, forming the most unique scenery: "Mr. Nangong, what do you need? Did we do it? Go through hoops!"

His words are concise but powerful, and people can't help but believe them.

"There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity, I have nothing to worry about."

Nangong Yue raised his head and downed a big gulp of wine. The acrid smell of wine burned down from his mouth, and entered the stomach along the esophagus. The powerful stamina rushed straight to his head. The hot stimulation made the whole person hot: "Madam is dead, Jian died, Wu Ma died, and many brothers died too."

Nangong Yue's eyes were slightly empty, struggling: "The Nangong family in the past is now only me and you. It was my selfishness that killed them. Other people's achievement goals were to step on the enemy's bones, but I stepped on the enemy's bones." If we go on our own, I, Nangong Yue, will be a bastard."

The black flag soldier lowered his head slightly: "Sir, you are serious."

Nangong Yue took another big gulp of wine, then handed the bottle to the black flag soldier to signal him to take a few sips, but the latter didn't say much, raised the wine bottle and took a big gulp, this gulp didn't make him face It was red, but on the contrary, it seemed that rainwater had seeped into the ground, disappearing silently.

"Has everything been arranged for Ning'er?"

Nangong Yue's expression returned to his former majesty, and he looked at the distant sky and said a few words. The black flag fighter did not hesitate at all, took the topic and responded: "It is arranged! I will not have other acquaintances to know the place except you, and it is closed. It is difficult to access external information through traditional training.”

Nangong nodded lightly, with a look of relief on his face: "That's good, it won't make her excited when she sees the news of my sudden death. She was just a substitute pawn arranged by me from the beginning to the end, and she doesn't need to sacrifice now. Just cover it up and let her have a future."

"After all, she is innocent and cannot die because of my selfishness."

He thought of those who died one by one, and his expression became inexplicably melancholy. The Black Banner soldier took a deep breath, and said aloud: "Sir, don't blame yourself, life and death are always in the rivers and lakes, let alone the dead. Even if they struggle, they will not be able to survive."

"Everyone who doesn't deserve to die is dead, but the damned one is still alive."

Nangong Yue erected his tall and straight body, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared. He sighed a lot: "Fortunately, I am going to die soon, which relieves my guilt to some extent, but you will also be buried with me. In the end, the eighty brothers You will die because of me, Nangong Yue, are you afraid?"

He looked at the subordinates in front of him, and added clearly: "I have been a chess piece for others all my life, and I deeply know the helplessness and pain. Every step is not my own will. I even control my breathing, and you are too. My chess pieces are still the purest kind..."

"Will you hate me?"

"Master's words are serious."

The Black Banner warrior spoke again: "Life and death are shared."

There was a trace of relief on Nangong Yue's face, but there was also a trace of guilt in it. He turned his head and looked at the subordinate who accompanied him: "I asked you to inform the brothers yesterday that anyone who doesn't want to die can leave and live a new life." Life, did you throw that at them?"

"said."

The black flag soldier straightened his chest slightly, handed the wine bottle to Nangong Yue and replied: "The 81 brothers decided to stay, and the 500 million each given by the master will also be confiscated. Brothers are willing to share life and death with Mr. Nangong. It was also the purpose of the establishment of the Black Flag back then."

"Why bother?"

Patting the position around him, Nangong leaned against the wall and looked at the sky above his head. The sky was dark and vast, without any stars. I am afraid that in the foggy city of London, there will not be a sky full of stars for a long time. The dim light is like the only light in the dark.

"Ask them again."

There was a hint of helplessness in Nangong Yue's eyes, he took the wine bottle and poured it into two mouthfuls to add: "Tell them, don't take any chances, absolutely no one will survive this time, including me, Nangong Yue, if they don't want to die, they can take it with them. $500 million to live a new life."

The Black Banner fighters didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, nor did they struggle with contradictions or awe-inspiring righteousness. They just said calmly: "Okay, I'll ask them again, but I don't think there will be any difference in the answer. When the master is in his prime, maybe they will." Go away and live your own life,"

"But in this situation... no one will leave."

When Nangong Yue raised his head and took a sip of wine, the black flag fighters added a few words in a low voice: "The black flag fighters who have retired in the past asked to return to the team when they heard that things were about to change, and told them that although they are old and weak, But still willing to shed the last drop of blood."

"Tell them, none of them are allowed to return to the team!"

Nangong Yue's face became solemn, and his voice was heavy and forceful: "All of you are living your own life honestly. They have retired and are no longer black flag fighters. What are they doing when they come back? I owe enough to Nangong Yue, yes Didn’t you want me to fall into Avici Hell?”

The Black Banner soldier lowered his head slightly: "Understood!"

Nangong Yue patted him on the shoulder, his eyes became deep and vast: "This time it's a big vortex, few people involved in it can survive, and we have no chance of survival, but I need to do something to not hesitate, So there is no need to drag too many people to be buried with me."

"If I don't need you, I will disband Black Flag now."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Yue opened his eyes slightly, staring closely at the distant sky, his blood-soaked eyes were burning with a frightening desire to kill, people who have never killed before would not have such a murderous desire Yes, but his expression quickly became calm again, as soft as the moonlight: "Go, go ask the brothers again, I hope someone will leave."

The black flag warrior nodded, bowed slightly and turned to leave. When he walked four or five meters, Nangong Yue suddenly remembered something, and his voice floated in the night sky: "You have already died once, if you want a new life, I will not I'll blame you, I'll even be genuinely happy."

The Black Banner soldier's body froze slightly, and then he whispered back: "The spear died once, and I'm not afraid to die again!"