"Snapped."

Lao Xian sat on a chair, lowered his head and lit a cigarette with no expression on his face.

"What's wrong, brother? Why are you so swollen today? Are you so deep?"

Jiang Jing asked with a smile.

"call."

Lao Xian blew out a breath of smoke, then took out five bank cards from his pocket and threw them directly on the table.

The five people were stunned.

"Do you all know how long you have been in the ocean?"

Lao Xian asked with his cheeks slightly red while drinking vodka.

"Why did you remember to mention this? How did I know how long I've been here?"

Jiang Jing replied carelessly.

"Brother, what happened?"

Wu Feifei was relatively calm, so he frowned and asked.

"Fei Fei, Jiang Jing, and He Zi have been here for a year and a half, and Shuangliang has been here for half a year."

The old immortal glanced at everyone, then paused, and continued: "We have experienced a lot together. Originally, I thought we could eat in the same pot for a few more years, but I didn't expect that something happened recently. I won’t tell you the specifics. If you know it, it won’t do you any good. Here, there are five cards and the money is not very much, but I can do what I can, so you can take it.”

"No, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Jiang Jing scratched his scalp, stood up and asked.

"Sit down and talk carefully."

The old immortal frowned and scolded.

"Then you have to tell me why."

Jiang Jing stared, still standing and asked.

"For no reason, we are breaking up, can you understand me?"

The old immortal replied with a mouth full of wine.

"Ah, let's break up."

Jiang Jing was silent for more than ten seconds, then licked his lips, lowered his head suddenly and asked: "Then who has broken up, Zaizai, Dapen, have you all taken this money?"

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Lao Xian paused, changed the subject and said, "They haven't come back yet."

"Bullshit,,."

Jiang Jing suddenly shouted loudly, and then said: "Let's break up the gang and bring some relatives and friends with you. Ah, He Zaizi has a good relationship with you, so he stayed. Isn't that right? I, Jiang Jing, am considered marginal, so I'll just give you two money." I was kicked out, can you understand that, Brother Xian?"

"You sit down."

Wu Feifei pulled Jiang Jing.

"I'll sit on my fucking dick."

Jiang Jing threw away Wu Feifei's arm, and then asked the old immortal: "What's going on? Something happened in Myanmar, right?"

"You act like a human being, okay."

The old immortal looked at Jiang Jing blankly and asked.

"Who is it? Lin Hengfa is still the same Tang Tang."

Jiang Jing asked the old immortal directly.

"It has nothing to do with you anymore."

The old immortal suddenly stood up and replied.

"none of my business,,."

When Jiang Jing heard this, he immediately became angry. He tore open his shirt in front of everyone, pointed at the scar on his neck and asked, "Why didn't you say anything about this when I was chopping for you and others with a big knife?" Son, it has nothing to do with me anymore.”

The old immortal looked at Jiang Jing, and after a long silence, he said: "You are too shallow, if you leave now, you can still open a hair salon again, do you understand?"

"Whoop, whoop."

Jiang Jing gasped and stood motionless.

Outside the bar.

Two cars stopped.

"The old immortal is inside."

Tang Tang asked as he loosened his collar.

"Well, it seems like I'm waiting for someone."

Haiyang's gun brother nodded stupidly.

"Do you remember what I told you?"

Tangtang asked again.

"Yes, I understand."

Brother Pao nodded again.

"You don't have to go, just let them go."

Tangtang added.

"Haha, how could I be that stupid? I definitely won't go, let them go."

Brother Pao suddenly laughed.

"I have remembered this love."

Tangtang patted Brother Yu on the shoulder.

"Little things."

Brother Pao waved his hand, and then led a young man into the bar

Half an hour later.

The door of the bar.

Laoxian and Menmen have almost finished talking.

"As for the eldest prince, you must think of a way to get him to move around before something happens, even if it is a suspended sentence. If there is really no other way, help him get a one-year medical parole. As long as Just come out."

The old immortal said in a low voice.

"kindness."

Menmen nodded, then smoked a cigarette and asked, "Is Nan Nan back?"

"No, it should be soon."

The old immortal shook his head.

"Have you two talked on the phone?"

Menmen asked again.

"No, he doesn't need to call me, and I don't need to ask him what he should do."

The old immortal was silent for a moment and replied softly.

"Pap."

Menmen patted his brother on the shoulder, paused and said, "If you and Nannan don't understand this matter, then I'll take off my police uniform and handle it."

"It's not your turn. You're fine. Just go home and spend time with your parents."

Lao Xian hugged his shoulders and his tone remained calm.

"You go back, I'll go in and use the toilet."

There was no need to say anything between the two brothers. Menmen took the bank card that Lao Xian gave him and walked in through the back door.

Five minutes later.

Lao Xian's nostrils smelled of alcohol and he walked a little unsteadily as he entered the bar.

On the table at the card table, Jiang Jing and others were in an extremely depressed mood. In less than 40 minutes after the old immortal left, they drank two full bottles of Carlsberg and a bottle of pure Royal Salute.

"Stop drinking and let's go."

The old immortal walked over, put his hands in his pockets and called out.

"Fuck, you kicked me out and you didn't even let me drink some wine."

Jiang Jing replied in a daze, and then shouted to the waiter: "Here, look at the box on the floor and put it on again for me."
To be continued...