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When Sun Zhao received the phone call from Qi Jin, she knew that Qi Jin had accepted him. After a few seconds of silence, she said: "I understand, do you still love me?"

"Of course, I love you. My heart is as old as the sun and the moon, and I will never change."

"Alright, prepare a gift for me A Lan then, tell her it's a blessing from me."

Sun Zhao did not care about how many women Qi Jin had, she only cared about whether or not his feelings for her changed.

There was only one woman for a man in the silver triangle … … A man who was weaker than a normal man could never find a woman in her life. A man who was more capable than a normal man would have at least two wives, and a man who stood at the top of society would have many wives.

Sun Zhao, who had grown up in the silver triangle since childhood, would not get jealous because of this. On the contrary, he believed that Qi Jin had the ability, the ability, and the ability to get the attention of girls.

The reason why A Lan was afraid was because she had seen many of Sun Zhao's cruel and merciless killing scenes. She believed that Sun Zhao would not agree for her to be together with Qi Jin, and scatter away his love.

However, A Lan had underestimated Qi Jin's position in Sun Zhao's heart. In Sun Zhao's heart, there was another blue sky, a fiery red sun.

As deep as A Lan's love for Qi Jin.

It was just that Qi Jin and Sun Zhao's relationship was slowly established, and went through many twists and turns.

A Lan loves Qi Jin is resolute and unwavering. Going head on, ignoring the path of retreat, going to war with everything he has.

"Thank you."

Qi Jin was very moved in his heart. Sun Zhao was magnanimous, causing him to love Sun Zhao even more.

"Do you and I still need to be courteous? Protect A Lan for me, she doesn't have much social experience, if there is anything dangerous, let A Lan do it, she can accomplish it very well. "

In the end, in Sun Zhao's heart, the weight of Qi Jin was still a lot heavier, far more so than A Lan.

"I will. Actually, A Lan is extremely respectful to you."

"Well, that's what she should do."

Sun Zhao did not lose her judgment just because Qi Jin had spoken good words for A Lan. She still viewed A Lan as her servant.

After putting down the phone, A Lan anxiously patted Qi Jin's shoulders and said aggrievedly: "You just won't listen to my words, why didn't you say I was the one who seduced you?"

Grabbing A Lan's slender hand, Qi Jin said seriously: "Because what I said was the truth. I can't lie to Xiao Zhao, and I can't let you down either. Everything is my fault.

"Wuwuwu …"

A Lan started to cry. Even the lover she loved the most in the silver triangle would not say such powerful words like Qi Jin.

A Lan felt that this moment was incredibly blissful, even if she had to die immediately, she had no regrets in this life.

Slowly lowering his head, Qi Jin's lips gently pressed down, pressed down, and was just about to touch A Lan's fragrant lips.

Just at the critical moment, Lao Qiang suddenly shouted loudly. His voice was extremely miserable, as if he had met a demon or demon.

The sudden miserable scene had broken the balance, shocking everyone.

They all looked at the tent at the same time, and subconsciously asked, "What happened?"

Lao Qiang continued to scream miserably, his voice gradually becoming hoarse.

But Hong Shuai, the skeleton, and Qi Jin did not make a sound, and continued to quietly watch.

Qi Jin knew that the poisonous ant's poison must have flared up.

Hong Shuai and the skeleton man were already experienced men. They wouldn't attack without knowing the truth, and they wouldn't shout and put themselves in danger.

The wind was blowing gently, the leaves rustling in the wind. Only Lao Qiang's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and travelled far into the darkness. This scene seemed very mysterious, and very helpless.

Qi Jin was waiting for the reaction of Hong Shuai and the others. It was not suitable for him to be the first one to appear.

Qi Jin had nothing to do with him at all, he didn't even know of Lao Qiang's origins and past stories. Instead, Hong Shuai, who had the closest relationship with him, continued to stay silent, causing Qi Jin's heart to feel an limitless sadness.

As long as he was safe, even if this fellow Daoist died in an incomparably miserable manner, it had nothing to do with him.

Lao Qiang's voice finally grew deeper and deeper as he used the Heaven's Eyes to look at Lao Qiang's seven orifices. Black blood flowed out of his two ears, two ears, two nostrils and his mouth.

Feeling that it was about time, Lao Qiang was dead, Qi Jin rushed out of the tent and shouted loudly: "Lao Qiang, Lao Qiang, what happened to you? "Hurry up and speak."

Lao Qiang was already dead. He died three minutes after he was poisoned.

Seeing that Qi Jin was alright, Hong Shuai ran out. Standing beside Qi Jin, he shouted anxiously, "Lao Qiang, Lao Qiang!"

When Qi Jin, who knew the truth, saw that Hong Shuai was only shouting and did not go near Lao Qiang's tent, he was so angry that his nose became crooked. To have such a bad friend like Hong Shuai, Lao Qiang could be considered to be someone who didn't know his person well.

He forgot that Lao Qiang was killed by him.

From Qi Jin's point of view, Hong Shuai was even worse than him.

Qi Jin was actually more afraid of Lao Qiang being saved by Fu Shui Dongliu, who had a good plan to kill him.

clearly wanted to kill Lao Qiang, but when Lao Qiang died, he could not bear to do so.

Qi Jin could not find a damned reason to do so, but Lao Qiang was the most threatening.

Hong Shuai definitely understood everything about Lao Qiang, but he was not willing to help, so their friendship was even deeper than Qi Jin.

A Lan stood at the entrance of the tent and stared at Qi Jin, but she did not want to see how Qi Jin would perform.

In A Lan's heart, Lao Qiang did not occupy the slightest bit of space.

Lao Qiang died ten thousand times, but A Lan's eyes did not shed a single tear.

Hong Shuai did not go near the tent, and the skeleton even hid itself in the treetops, not saying a word.

Qi Jin could only go forward and not do anything else.

Nothing can be resolved.

Qi Jin entered the tent, checked the Lao Qiang whose body was slowly turning stiff, and shouted: "dagol, Lao Qiang is dead."

"Whooosh."

Hong Shuai heaved a sigh of relief. It was true that it was a pity that Lao Qiang had died, but his cries were too f * cking terrifying. Hong Shuai's soul was almost scared off by Lao Qiang.

Hong Shuai secretly cursed.

He pretended to move forward, looked at Lao Qiang's dead body, and shouted in shock: "poisonous ant."

"Do you know the reason behind Lao Qiang's death?"

Qi Jin's surprise was not an act, but a real surprise. He was surprised that Hong Shuai, with his vast experience, was able to recognize that it was due to the poison of the poisonous ant.

"This is the special poison from the poisonous ant in silver triangle. Let's retreat, we'll come back tomorrow morning to collect the corpse. The poison from the poisonous ant is extremely strong, there's no cure."

Just as he finished speaking, Qi Jin ran out. What a joke, the poisonous ant's poison is so strong, if Qi Jin stayed, he would not be a fool, but a guilty person.

Qi Jin knew that with the protection of the Black Arch, the poisonous ant could not hurt him, but he showed off and was very afraid of the poisonous ant.

Since Lao Qiang was already dead, it was too late to do anything now. The most important thing was to protect himself, so that the poisonous ant would not take advantage of this opportunity.

That night, Hong Shuai slept beside the skeleton, and the two of them slept on a huge tree that was thirty meters tall. They were in a safe space that was twenty meters away from the ground.

Qi Jin originally wanted to have a passionate confrontation with A Lan, but his interest was disturbed by Lao Qiang's death and he was unable to continue his romantic journey.

The two of them slept inside the tent while A Lan had a blissful smile on her face for the entire night.

After dawn, Hong Shuai and the skeleton had their own ulterior motives, they still stayed on the tree, unwilling to come down.

Below, Qi Jin was so angry that his nose was crooked. He had never seen someone who was injured by a friend like this.

From the looks of it, Qi Jin was still a good person.

He helplessly looked at A Lan who had an innocent expression and said, "Looks like there aren't many good people like me left."

Disappointment was evident.

"That's right, that's right. Your heart is too good, other than you, no one else care about Lao Qiang's life."

These words caused Qi Jin to sweat profusely. He had only cared about Lao Qiang's death, the living Lao Qiang really did not care.

Their conversation was heard by Hong Shuai and the skeleton hanging on the tree. After all, their voices were transmitted upwards.

They slowly climbed down from the tree, sighed, and said good things about Lao Qiang. They almost described him as a glorious martyr who died a great death, then buried Lao Qiang.

Looking at the cup of yellow dirt, Qi Jin was thinking about how Lao Qiang robbed the valuable things on the dead person's body.

Lao Qiang died, but Hong Shuai and the skeleton did not touch any of the items on Lao Qiang's body.

including Lao Qiang's gun, which was stuck on his body, and the memorial he was wearing, which were both buried underground.

No matter if Lao Qiang was a hero of his life or a criminal, it was no longer important now. There was only a corpse under the yellow soil.

Hong Shuai did not plan to set off immediately, and would dawdle until one in the afternoon before continuing on his journey. When he reached the border, it was already dusk.

The night in the mountains had come early. At four in the afternoon, the dark side of the sky had already darkened.

Qi Jin sent it to Sun Zhao, then showed him the coordinates that Sun Zhao had returned back. He pointed to the coordinates and said, "Place the goods that Xiao Zhao has given you here, let me and A Lan go check it out. A Lan is a local people, don't be attacked by poisonous ants."

Hearing the words of the venomous ant, the corner of Hong Shuai's mouth twitched twice. He was terrified in his heart, the scene of Lao Qiang bleeding from all seven orifices appeared in his mind.

Hong Shuai immediately said: "Right, right, let Miss A Lan bring Brother A Jin to receive the goods."

After saying that, he quickly took two steps back and jumped onto the car, as if he was a poisonous ant.

Under A Lan's lead, they found the three hundred kilograms of drugs that were kept in a small cave. All of these drugs were taken out of the arborvitae radix's space by Hei Tuo.

A Lan, who didn't know what was going on, looked at Qi Jin in shock.

Qi Jin smiled and said, "The drugs were originally placed here."

Although A Lan trusted his words, she was still unable to clear up the doubts in her heart.

He felt extremely conflicted in his heart.

Hearing Qi Jin's voice that was already safe.

Hong Shuai and the skeleton caught up and carried the drugs back to the car.

As they neared the border, the skeletons got out of the vehicles, flew forward, and circled the shuttle. They waved to indicate that it was safe.

Hong Shuai followed closely behind, the car rumbled and rushed past the small river at the border.

The terrain around the border was extremely complicated. There were tall mountains, rivers, impenetrable forests, cliffs, and many other places where people couldn't walk.

This gives some people an opportunity.

They had secretly opened up a number of tunnels for the transportation of illegal goods.

The road that Hong Shuai walked on was a secret passage, through a wasteland that no one had ever stepped into before. The skeleton in front of him acted as the vanguard, in order to check if there was anyone lying in wait in front of him. If there was anyone there, the skeleton would sound the alarm, and Hong Shuai would immediately flee into the distance.

On one hand, it was a secret passage. On the other hand, the skeleton had opened the way in front to check if there were any accidents.

After the sky had completely darkened, the car took another hour to find an asphalt road. This was already the territory of China.

Then he turned on the headlights and the car accelerated forward.

Hong Shuai shuttled back and forth between the border regions every now and then, and without slowing down at all, he charged forward.