"Uncle, please take care of yourself." Duanmu Baolian was a little sad. In fact, Chen Boming was implicated by Duanmuze.

He used Duanmuze to hide information, but in the end, it was completely exposed because of Shanhai County.

"Don't worry, Pauline. I have something to do here, so I won't talk to you anymore." Chen Boming said and hung up the phone.

Duanmu Baolian held her mobile phone in a daze, thinking about Chen Boming's words - light and darkness are originally an eternal alternation.

Only when you are in darkness do you need Bo Ming. His name has clearly stated everything a long time ago.

Magic City!

Known as the most luxurious city in the East, money and sex are intertwined, composing the extreme prosperity of mankind.

In a magnificently decorated room, only a dim wall lamp was on, and the surrounding curtains completely blocked the early winter morning sun, leaving only a faint dimness, like the vast twilight.

Chen Boming is still the same as before, wearing some old navy blue clothes and a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles on his feet, just leaning on the white leather sofa.

His fingers were very rough, but at this time he was slowly stroking a photo. It was an old black and white photo, the photo was yellowed and a little blurry...

Eighteen years passed by in a blink of an eye, and he felt a little regretful. If he had taken action eighteen years ago, would everything today have been rewritten?

However, eighteen years ago, he just watched helplessly... Over the years, he has been regretting it. He used rough and heavy labor to punish his mistakes.

Eighteen years have passed. From the initial regret to the gradual calmness, he once thought that he would just die in Jinling, plain and mediocre. Even on his future epitaph, someone would write - an ordinary person.

An honest person.

However, you can't escape what is coming. The ancestors of the Chen family are too crazy. Don't they know that when they hold something beyond this level of reality in their hands, you are not destined to be mediocre?

Duanmuze's fake death was just the beginning... He knew that what was to come was coming.

Chen Boming poured himself a glass of wine, then tilted his neck and drank it. Time passed by like water, and when he took a look in the mirror, his temples were already as pale as frost.

How many eighteen years are there in life? Maybe the doctors are right, they should seek liberation and find the way to immortality.

Chen Boming poured himself another glass of wine and thought about it carefully. If he had done it himself eighteen years ago, what would be his chances of winning? At that time, although he was not sure that he could collect all the secret doors, but similarly, the doctor's wings were not yet full.

, Shanhai County riot, Yuan family... If there is no problem with his information, Ximen Mingyue has not returned yet.

At that time, if he takes action, he should have an 80% chance of winning.

However, at that time, he really only hoped to live an ordinary life in Jinling... Now that his youth is gone, what is left for him?

Thinking of this, Chen Boming smiled sarcastically. Yes, he wanted to create his own Dark Moon Dynasty.

Since all his youth has been turned into ashes, and even his own guardianship can no longer protect him, the only thing he can do is to accompany them to fall.

Life is really ironic and ridiculous. He was conceited and smart, but in the end he found that he was still in the same game, influenced by the destiny that had been determined and could not change it.
Chapter completed!