The overall fire became bigger and bigger, and their living space was getting smaller and smaller, and the battlefield was even more in chaos. Wang Ying and the others had difficulty breathing. At this moment, the helicopters around arrived one after another. These people uniformly grabbed the ladder on the helicopter. As the helicopters took off, they fled from the fire area one after another. Wang Ying and Bai Sha climbed onto the helicopter one after another.

Looking at his mother, Wang Ying was so excited that he couldn't even speak. Bai Sha's tears instantly slid down, and he opened his arms and hugged Wang Ying in his arms...

It was still in this mountainous area, at the top of another mountain. An old man in a yellow robe stood here with his eyes flashing. He held a telescope in his hand, looking into the distance, and looking at the raging fire there.

After a long time, he touched his headphones and said a few words without any response.

The old man in yellow robe sighed, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and turned around and left...

On the border of Flowers, the area where the old Pavilion Master hides. The old Pavilion Master and Brother Bao are still playing chess.

"Wang Ying has dealt with those from the Sun God Tribe. Now he has saved Baisha."

Brother Bao frowned when he heard this.

"Where is Cai Hanlong?"

"Cai Hanlong is still missing, but he should still be alive."

Brother Bao heard this.

"Have you really saved Baisha?"

The old Pavilion Master picked up his cell phone and showed Brother Bao’s photos of Wang Ying and Baisha. Brother Bao was holding a chess piece in his hand.

After pondering for a long time, I still didn't make it. The whole person seemed to have grown a lot aged in an instant.

"Your last thought at that time was to count on Cai Hanlong and use Baisha to rescue you?"

"Yes, if Cai Hanlong knew that I was imprisoned by you, he would definitely save me. Baisha was the best bargaining chip. The world didn't meet his wish. Baisha finally let Wang Ying save him."

Brother Bao took a deep breath.

"Since that's the case, everything will be finished. It's over."

Brother Bao kept shaking his head.

"No one can stop Wang from winning. The miracle didn't happen. It's okay, it's been so many years. It's time to end everything."

He slowly stood up from the side, without saying a word, returned to his room, and lay down to sleep without even eating. The next morning, the old Pavilion Master stood at the door of Brother Bao's room and gently pushed open the door.

The room was very neat. Brother Bao sat next to the mirror, his eyes were dull. The old pavilion master smiled slightly and was about to speak. But when he spoke, he stopped.

He stared at Brother Bao's figure with disbelief. During that night, Brother Bao's whole head turned pale and his old look was full of oldness. Whether it was his appearance or mental outlook, he was like a different person. The former glorious and confident self-confidence was completely gone.

The whole person looked like an old man who was entering his old age, and he no longer had any energy. He also heard someone enter the door. Brother Bao turned around and looked at the old Pavilion Master. He also smiled.

After the two looked at each other for a while, the old Pavilion Master shook his head, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"You shouldn't be like this."

"In this life, people can be dissatisfied with nothing, but they cannot be dissatisfied with old age. To be honest, after so many years, I am really tired, tired."

After saying that, Brother Bao slowly got up from the side, hunched his figure, walked out of the room with his hands and backs. He hummed the little song himself and rushed to the side. Several guards were about to follow. The old pavilion master also stopped him.

"He will run."

"He is dead."

The old Pavilion Master clearly has something to say.

"After so many years, I know him so well. He is dead. Let him go."

After saying that, the old Pavilion Master slowly returned to the room. He sat next to the chessboard, looking at the empty seat opposite, drinking tea while unknowingly, tears soaking his eyes.

He cried very sadly, no one knew why...

Brother Bao left quietly, and the old Pavilion Master did not stop him. No one knew where he went and how he would spend the rest of his life in the future!

After all, it is impossible to deny that Brother Bao is also an old man in his sixties. Looking at Brother Bao’s life, he can be regarded as a legendary life. He has experienced countless storms and waves in life and death.

After Brother Bao left, the old Pavilion Master lost his soul when he released the Buddha. He became taciturn and rarely spoke. The greatest pleasure every day seemed to be sitting by the chess game he and Brother Bao had not finished playing.

Only in this way will he smile foolishly. Everyone can see that the old Pavilion Master misses Brother Bao. Similarly, no one understands the complex relationship between him and Brother Bao.

It was late at night, and in the city, the boss behind Brother Bao was sitting in the study in his pajamas, reading a book. He was also a little tired, so he yawned and looked at his watch.

"It's getting late, I'm going to go to bed."

He murmured to himself. At this moment, the doorbell rang at home, and he looked at the door through the window. A man with white hair was standing there with his hands in his pockets. He was standing there. It was very abrupt.

The man was still holding a toothpick in the corner of his mouth, smiling all over his face, as if he was staring at him again. At this moment, the door of the study was pushed open, and his driver entered the room with a weapon.

"Boss, Wang Ying is here, I will cover you to leave."

The boss looked at his driver, smiled slightly, and shook his head.

"Please come in."

"boss!"

"Listen to me, please come in!"

The driver hesitated, sighed, turned and left. The boss sat in the room and started making tea.

After a while, Wang Ying entered the room. He sat opposite the boss, very respectful.

"Hello uncle."

"Hello."

The boss poured Wang Ying a cup of tea.

"It's so late, come and find me. Could it be that you have found your mother?"

"Yes, found it."

"Everything is OK."

“It disappoints you.”

Wang Ying clasped his fists with both hands, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one go.

"I heard that you have never even left your home in the past few days, and you don't play your favorite golf anymore. You concentrate on spending time with your family. Are you afraid that you won't see you in the future?"

"Yes, everyone has to pay for their actions! Sooner or later, they have to pay. But I think it's still reckless to come to me alone. How dangerous it is."

"I'm just here to visit my uncle. What's the danger?"

"Are you so confident?"

"I know my uncle must have the last hand, but I don't think he dares to use it."

"Why don't I dare?"

"If you want to use it, so long has passed, you should have used it long ago. You won't be staring at Li Zeru and the others step by step to find out now."

"I believe you know the current situation very well. I handed over the evidence in my hand to Li Zeru, and all of you will be ruined."

After all, he is the boss behind Brother Bao, and he must be an extremely intelligent person.

"But I don't think you want to do that."

"You are right."

"What do you want?"

“I want to talk to you.”

"What are you talking about?"

“Talk about compensation.”

"What kind of compensation should I talk about?"

"The compensation for my parents being detained for so many years. The compensation for my parents not being able to meet for so many years!"

"My king wins the compensation between life and death over the years, and the compensation for so many brothers who have sacrificed in my king wins!"

"Why did you blame me for everything?"

"If you were not my parents, I wouldn't have taken them away by you."

When the boss heard this, he paused.

"Then do you think this road has made you successful or harmed you? The King of Southeast Asia!"

"It depends on your original intention!"

Wang Ying spoke with a smile.

"My person, now Zhongshan Commercial Building on Zhongshan Street!"

"The distance from that place to your home is the same as that of Li Zeru's office. After we have a chat, the evidence will be sent back to you. If we don't agree properly, the evidence will be sent to Li Zeru. So next, it depends on how you choose."

"Wang Ying, you are famous for not being trustworthy."

"Whether I speak about credit depends entirely on my mood. You can try it. What if I speak about credit this time?" The boss smiled and looked at Wang Ying. "Little guy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Of course I know. I've been tortured by you all these years. I've been in vain for more than ten years. Do you think I'm living in vain?"

When the boss heard this, he fell into silence again. He carefully savored every word and every word that Wang Ying said.

"Say, what do you want!"
To be continued...