Xia Ling'er heard the firmness in his words. Although she knew that she could not change his decision, she couldn't help but say, "Brother Tian, ​​Boss Su was very nice to me in the past, but he just wanted me to make more money for him. And he was kind to you, and he must also want you to fight for him. Why are you so stupid? Everyone is dead, and you still have to help him guard the night paradise."

Zhang Haotian also knew that Xia Ling'er was not wrong, but the moment Su Zhigao rolled down from him should be the most glorious side of his human nature and the most touching point. When he screamed his name before his death, a deep knife mark had already been engraved in his heart. Only when Su Zhigao's last wish would this knife mark disappear.

He said at the moment: "Ling'er, I remember you once said that you like to see my majestic appearance, and I hope that other people respect you because you are my woman. Now I want to make a fortune on the road, why do you come and persuade me again?"

Xia Ling'er shook her head quickly, stretched out her arms, hugged his waist tightly, and pressed her snow-white cheeks against his broad back and said, "No, I didn't see you hurt at that time, I just wanted to follow you with your mightyness, but... But seeing your wounds and shed so much blood, I feel so distressed, and my thoughts are different. My mother said it well, as long as you have a serious job, that's fine. Also, Yixingtang will forget me sooner or later, so I will go out and find a job and be satisfied if I can raise Xiaojian to study."

Zhang Haotian didn't say anything and was still cutting vegetables. For women, he would try his best to meet their requirements, but he had a bottom line. For career, he had his own pursuits and goals. No matter how dangerous it was, he would not give up for any woman.

After working hard in the kitchen for a while, Zhang Haotian made a dish of shredded celery beef, a fried pork ball of coriander, a braised wild mushroom, and two side dishes, serving angelica hen soup. First, let Xia Ling'er take it to Zhao Jinfeng and Jiang Yang upstairs.

After Xia Ling'er came back, the two waited for Ke Caiyun to come back from school, and then they started dinner together. When Ke Caiyun knew that the meal was done by Zhang Haotian, her attitude towards him changed a little. She just kept reminding him to find a job and not do dangerous things anymore. She then worried about her son, saying that Xiaojian only knew how to fight and show off his power in school, and did not study at all, and her grades were the last in the class. The class teacher was already mobilizing her to transfer to Xiaojian or repeat the grade and study in the first grade.

After dinner, he read the news in the living room for a while. Zhang Haotian went back to Xia Ling'er's bedroom, lay on the bed, picked up a book called "The Art of War" and read it. This book was bought by Zhang Haotian specifically for Xia Ling'er. Although he had read it in the past, he just read it in a hurry. Now, he must study it carefully to see if he could find wisdom from the experience of the ancients. The current situation is not much different from a war.

Just as he was watching, he saw Xia Ling'er who had taken a shower and changed into pink pajamas, closing the door and going to bed, and snuggling his body obediently on him.

Zhang Haotian smelled the scent of apple shower gel from her body, and felt her soft and gentle body. He was distracted for a moment and could no longer read the book. He put it on the head of the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Ling'er, and said, "Ling'er, why did he come with me so early today?"

Xia Ling'er pouted her red cherry lips and said, "You will go to Yetian tomorrow. I don't know when I will be with her. Of course I will chat with you for a while tonight."

Zhang Haotian listened to her tone of sadness and parting. He didn't want to say more unhappy words. He stroked her smooth silk-sat-like shoulders and said, "Hey, Ling'er, can you tell me a joke? You have to be a bit dirty."

When Xia Ling'er heard this, she suddenly became shy and said, "Bah, why do you want me to say it? Can't you say that since I decided not to go to work in that kind of place, I swear to be a good girl, and a good girl is talking about something wrong."

Unexpectedly, Xia Ling'er, who has always been bold, began to restrain her shyness and approached traditional women. Zhang Haotian remembered a riddle that Bai Zhihua told him, so he had to throw a brick and attract jade and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you a riddle. If you can't guess it, you have to tell me one, okay?"

Xia Ling'er nodded and said, "Okay, then you say, I don't believe you can't guess your riddle."

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "Okay, please listen, guess what you have on people: there is hair on top and hair on the bottom, so you can get a hair on the night."

When Xia Ling'er heard this, she immediately hit him and said, "Ah, Brother Tian, ​​you are so cruel, you are talking about that."

She said as she pointed at Zhang Haotian's lower body.

Zhang Haotian knew she was going to think a lot, and laughed and said, "Don't think about it wrongly, it's not the hair there, it's eyelashes."

Xia Ling'er thought it was true, and she smiled, and immediately became interested, saying, "Brother Tian, ​​let me guess another one."

Zhang Haotian still remembered one and said, "It's hard to guess this, you must not be able to guess it."

Xia Ling'er said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, I don't believe it. I won't be fooled by you this time. If I can't guess it, I will tell you something nice."

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "Okay, one word is certain. Listen to it, guess a thing from human beings. This thing can be long or short. Westerners are longer and Easterners are short. After marriage, your wife can use this thing from her husband. Monks will not use it."

Xia Ling'er thought for a long time, but she couldn't help looking at Zhang Haotian's lower body, but she knew it shouldn't be the case, so she couldn't answer it for a long time, so she had to say, "Brother Tian, ​​I can't think of it, tell me what it is, but it's not your thing."

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "Of course not, it's the name. Think about it, right?"

Xia Ling'er laughed out loud and suddenly realized, and had to say, "Okay, I lost, let me tell you one, saying that there is a girl who is about to get married, but she was afraid that her husband knew that she was not a virgin, so she told her mother about her inner fear. The mother said to her: 'This is simple. This problem happened when I got married with your father before, but I'm not over yet! You prepare a metal clip and put it under your butt. When your man stuffs his one into your body, you pull the clip open.

Let it go. Your man will hear a 'puff' sound. He will definitely ask what it is. You answer: 'That's the sound of the hymen rupture.' So on the night of the wedding, the girl's husband put his thing into something and heard a 'puff' sound. Her man quickly said: 'Wife, what's that sound?' The girl deliberately pretended to be very shy and replied: 'That's the sound of the hymen rupture!' Her man couldn't help but scream, 'You should open the hymen quickly! He bit my balls'."

Seeing that her whole body was covered with a faint red cloud, she looked so beautiful, Zhang Haotian stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xia Ling'er's smooth back. Such a woman not only makes people physically happy, but also psychologically happy.

After a long period of silent soul fusion, Xia Ling'er saw that the lights were turned off in the living room outside. She understood that her mother had gone back to the room, so she put on her pajamas and walked into the bathroom to rinse it in a hurry. After a while, she brought the washbasin in and wiped the wet sweat of Zhang Haotian, then untied the gauze wrapped around his back and changed the medicine again.

When Xia Ling'er came back to bed, the two of them did not rekindle their passion that night, and did not even chat too much, but just hugged them tightly until Xia Ling'er fell asleep tiredly.

The next day, Zhang Haotian brought the Golden Dragon Short Sword and went to the third floor to talk to Zhao Jinfeng and Jiang Yang, and left the old building in a worried look.

After going out, he hired a taxi on the street. He did not go directly to the funeral home, but saw a clothing store on the way. He first bought a black suit and put it on his body. In the fitting room, he inserted the golden dragon short knife around his waist. Then he paid to get on the bus again. The people in Yixingtang had to take action against A Xisao at some point, and he had to be prepared everywhere.

Shuttled through the traffic, forty minutes later, the taxi arrived at the funeral home. The driver was very familiar with the place and directly pulled him to the mourning hall.

There are dozens of memorial halls in the funeral home, but after Zhang Haotian got off the car, he saw a row of young men in black suits standing outside the door of a memorial hall in front. Looking at the people coming and going, his eyes were full of vigilance.

At this moment, Zhang Haotian saw a man who was in his thirties, with a short figure, a big head, wide shoulders, and looked very thick, but he had a suspender wrapped around his right shoulder and immediately walked over.

Zhang Haotian recognized this man, named Hong Laoer, and was also the leader of Su Zhi. His identity was slightly lower than that of Jiangyang. He also went there when the decisive battle that day. He appeared here with a suspender. Of course, he was not hacked to death by the people from Yixingtang that night. Now he is here to keep a watch on his elder brother, so he can ask him about some of the situations he didn't know that night.

At this time, Hong Lao Er also saw Zhang Haotian, who was wearing a black suit and tall and burly body. At that moment, his face suddenly showed excitement, and he ran towards him with an arm, and said while running: "Haotian, Haotian, you finally showed up. With you here, now, our brothers finally have a backbone. That night, I was chopped to the ground. I saw you and Brother Scar rushing out. By the way, Brother Scar and Jiang Yang and the others?"

Although Zhang Haotian knew Hong Lao Er, he had never said anything to him in the past. Seeing that he valued him so much, he naturally understood that his courage fell into the eyes of these people that night. However, this person seemed to be a loyal man, so he quickly walked up and held his hand and said, "Brother Hong, you're fine. How much loss did we have that night have not been reported in the news, and I am also worried about my brothers."

Hong Lao Er suddenly sighed, showing a look of shame, and then said with a whimper: "I'm sorry, brother, although I was chopped down that night, I was still able to stand up, but... But seeing so many people in Yixingtang and all of us fell down, I didn't have the courage to fight hard anymore. Later I found out that my brother... I was cut down to death by them. I had no loyalty or loyalty."

As he said, he slapped himself in the face with the good left hand, and his left face quickly became swollen.

Zhang Haotian understood that he was hit by a knife and surrounded by enemies. Few people could muster up the courage to fight to the death. So he grabbed his left hand, stared at him, and said sincerely: "Brother Hong, in that case, even if you stand up, there is only one way to die. This is unwise. It is better to save your life to avenge your elder brother like now. How many brothers did we die and hurt that night."

Hong Laoer then said: "We went to a total of 134 brothers, fifteen of whom were hacked to death and forty-seven seriously injured. In fact, they were slightly injured. A dozen other people were weak when they saw the situation. They pretended to be dead and lay on the ground, without any injuries on their bodies. I have already handed them over to my sister-in-law to deal with it."

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "So many people died, it is considered a big case. Do the police know?"

Hong Laoer shook his head and said, "I don't know, after you, Brother Scar, Jiang Yang rushed out, the people from Yixingtang quickly withdrew, and the dead and injured people were taken away. The slightly injured and those who were not injured also took away their brothers, including the boss's body, the knife in his body, that... that... that's really miserable."

When he said this, he suddenly burst into tears again.

Under the scattered knife, it is natural to imagine the tragic situation of Su Zhigao's body, but Zhang Haotian then understood why only a short news was seen in the newspaper these days. Whether it was Yixingtang or his own, all the casualties and wounded left the scene. When the police came, they found nothing except blood. However, such a big thing cannot be leaked at all, so there was a very vague news in the newspaper.

He said immediately: "What should those dead brothers do?"

Hong Laoer said: "It was my sister-in-law who told their family about the situation. And each of them gave them 300,000 yuan in pensions. The families of these brothers used to understand what they were doing and were mentally prepared, so no one went to the police to report the case."

Zhang Haotian nodded, then looked at the mourning hall in front of him and said, "Is my sister-in-law inside?"

Hong Lao Er said "Yes, I've been here these days. Today is the last day to pay tribute to my elder brother, and I'll be buried tomorrow."

Zhang Haotian immediately said: "Who has come to pay tribute to the elder brother these days?"

Hong Lao Er shook his head and said with anger: "There are very few people except for some of the friends of the eldest brother when he was young. None of the people who have benefited him in the past few years have come."

Of course, Zhang Haotian understood that many people have benefited from Su Zhigao over the years, but these people are either government officials or brothers on the road. Government officials will definitely not show up on such occasions. After this battle, Yixingtang can be said to have shocked City C. Who dares to offend Yixingtang? What's more, after Uncle Cai this time, all the elder brothers on City C did not keep their promises. Will they run away and be chopped by Su Zhigao's men?

At this time, he did not say anything, but walked towards the mourning hall.
Chapter completed!