Wandering alone on the street, Mu Zilong's heart would be somewhat volatile for Uncle Kun's words. As a ** lake, he still had a clear view. He knew that the underworld had begun to decline, and smart people were beginning to change, and he was well aware that the sins in this world would never stop. Just as Mu Zilong thought, instead of letting the vicious people exercise the right to sin, it would be better to let a kind-hearted person take over the power.

This is just like his original intention, and it is one of the reasons why he will become a young and dandy. He always remembers that he must not be changed by the sins of this world before he has changed the world.

Like a displaced traveler, he should have been close to Uncle Kun, but now he is wandering in the night under the neon lights. He feels a little confused. For this drug lord who was alone before his death, Mu Zilong truly admires his love for his relatives. Although the mission failed, he has tried his best.

After finding a street stall, Mu Zilong sat down and ordered some food. He listened to the sound of whistles and laughter coming and going on, as if everything had nothing to do with him, because his world was already cumbersome enough, but he had no time to listen to the resurrection of another world.

Taking out his cell phone, Mu Zilong immediately reported Uncle Kun's news to Awei. He had only replied to a ellipsis for himself for a long time. He said that this was indeed speechless. He worked hard to act in a scene, but he died of an undercover agent. With such a heavy burden, Mu Zilong should have gone directly to Huanglong. Unexpectedly, even he himself was very surprised in this result.

"You made me not know what to say at this moment? This...Ren Sir now knows this matter, and it is no longer the final word for me alone. I don't know how to tell him. Are you sure there is really no chance?" Then A Wei replied with another text message, his words were very far-fetched, and I guess he really didn't know how to answer for a while.

"He is almost dying. He has been suffering from brain cancer and has persisted for so long. Who knew that he could not stand it suddenly. Before he died, he gave me a huge sum of 2 million yuan to make me become a new person. What else do you think I can do?"

"Damn, why is it so coincidental? There is no one around him now. No one can spy on the drug manufacturing factory except you. It's so annoying. Not to mention us, the dead undercover has been working so long, and now it's all gone." Although it was a message from the text message, Mu Zilong could still feel A Wei's emotions when he was typing, and maybe he wanted to smash his phone.

"What should I do now? I really have no choice but to Uncle Kun."

"Since that's the case, what else can I do? I can only send someone to continue monitoring him. Your mission will be here for the time being. If there is any progress, I will contact you again. I heard that your territory has been disrupted recently?"

"Yes, I was targeted by an old fox. I thought I was low in my age and was determined to harm me." After Mu Zilong replied, A Wei's words reminded him of something to do. This Kexin had sent the address of Emperor Nan to himself yesterday. If it weren't for staying at Uncle Kun's side and leaving him with nowhere to be separated.

"I need my help?"

"I have a way for the time being. If you want your help, I'm afraid I will lose all my confidence in the future." Mu Zilong smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay. If you have a solid position in the community, it will be beneficial to what you need in the future. I can find a reason to sweep their places back and forth several times."

"Come on, that's just telling others that I have a problem?"

"That's just a joke."

After the conversation with A Wei, Uncle Kun could only put it aside for the time being. There would be no further progress anyway. After that, A Wei was more suitable for the aftermath. Moreover, the most important territory problem is now an urgent matter. Suddenly, there was an extra undercover agent. Mu Zilong now has a considerable feeling that Emperor Nan is also an undercover agent? If he is, don’t be like Lu Fengxian, that would be really unlucky.

Mu Zilong immediately planned to have a straight-forward conversation with Emperor Nan. After looking at the address, he was in the area of ​​the old building nearby. If that was the case, what reason would there be to stop Mu Zilong from going?

Uncle Kun, lying on the hospital bed, stared at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling with his eyes blank, feeling that it was like the gate of the kingdom of heaven was gradually opening to him. The dazzling halo made his consciousness fall into it, and he felt a little dizzy for a moment.

He closed his eyes tightly. In the quiet room, except for the mechanical sound made by the instrument, everything seemed so lonely and helpless. He spent some effort to take out a mobile phone from the bedside table, called his wife Wang Jiao, who was far away in the UK, chatted casually about family matters, and asked Xiao Kun about things, but he didn't talk about his current situation. He thought he would always know it when the time comes.

Until now, after talking to his wife, Uncle Kun felt that he was ready to leave the world and could not achieve the expected plan. However, he still felt that his son could do what he could do, not rely on what he had accumulated. In fact, the property that could be left to them was enough for the mother and son to live a solid life, but he could only help Xiao Kun for half his life. As for the rest of his life, he had to rely on his own hands.

At this point, Uncle Kun dialed a number that he had not contacted for at least 20 years. This was a number that he had to call before he was about to die, and it was also a starting point for him to fight for so many years. An old guy who has been fighting side by side with him and the manipulator behind the drug manufacturing factory.

When the familiar voice came from the other end of the phone that had not been heard for many years, Uncle Kun smiled with relief. The smile was a bit forced, but he was indeed quite happy.

"Do you still remember my voice?"

After a few seconds of obedient end, a surprised voice came from the other end: "It's you?"

"Yes, it's me. Logically speaking, I shouldn't call you, but I have to call you. At least at the last moment of my life, I still want to hear how good it is for the old guy who fought with me to fight the world now."

"What's wrong with you?" When the other party heard these words obviously looked like the last words of death, how could he not know what Uncle Kun meant?

"I have brain cancer. I can't hold on for long. It has suddenly worsened these days. I have no choice but to lie in bed. I think we haven't spoken for so many years. When we have nothing to do, we just call it casually. I don't know if it can be done." Uncle Kun said in a calm tone.

The other party was not as calm as him at this moment. When he saw his old friend suddenly called and said that he was going to die, no one could be happy. "Forgive me, I can't see you, but if you have anything you want me to do, I will definitely help you."
Chapter completed!