Jimu stands in front of the ancestral home of jijiazu in Changxi City, watching his grandmother twirl her rosary beads and knock on the back of the wooden fish. His grandmother is a devout Buddhist. Since his grandfather passed away more than 20 years ago, he has lived in the side room of the ancestral hall, rarely stepping on the discharge door, and has always been indifferent to family affairs.


    Jimu has been rebellious since he was a child, but his character is not domineering. He has been mature and stable since he was young. Since childhood and his grandmother close to him, after hanging up Tang Xiu''s phone, he came here subconsciously.


    He is well aware of a truth: wealth in danger.


    The scene I saw two days ago broke the secret of Tang Xiu. Although he has taken out a lot of treasures to establish friendship with Tang Xiu as much as possible, he has to gamble his life if he wants to learn the amazing skill of riding on the clouds and turning clouds.


    "Grandma, I want to talk to you."


    In the past, Ji Mu would never interrupt his grandmother''s meditation, but he had a short time with Tang Xiu, so he made an exception.


    Hu''s closed eyes opened. With a flash of wisdom, she stopped beating the wooden fish, stood up from the futon, turned to look at her grandson outside and said, "what happened?"


    Jimu was stunned and then said bitterly, "grandma, I made a decision in my heart to do something very important. Before leaving, I would like to have a few words with you. Only by listening to your voice can I calm down. "


    Hu was silent for a while and asked, "is it dangerous?"


    Jimu nodded, shook his head again, and said: "the ancients cloud: if you don''t go into a tiger''s den, you can get a tiger''s son.". I want that wealth, so I want to take risks. "


    Hu frowned and asked, "the wealth that the Ji family gives you can''t satisfy your appetite yet?"


    Jimu shook his head and said, "grandma, it''s not the same. You can''t buy that wealth with money, even if it''s gold and silver. "


    Hu took a deep look at him and said, "since you can''t even buy the wealth of gold and silver mountain, it''s OK to put it together. But you have to think clearly, you are still young, very young. "


    Jimu is silent.


    He knew he was young, but he thought it was this youth that inspired his ambition. The more you have, the more you are afraid to lose. He has not yet taken over the industry of the Ji family. His parents and uncles are in their prime, so all he has now is the identity of the Ji family and a rich life.


    Hu asked, "have you discussed it with your parents? Do all the uncles in the family know? "


    Jimu shook his head and said: "can''t say."


    Hu sighed, "do you need grandma to do something?"


    Jimu said with a smile: "no, I have done everything I can. Next, I just try my best to obey the destiny. If he wants to let me die, even if we all try our best, we can''t change my destiny. Don''t worry! I''ve given him some babies in advance, and there''s a good chance that I''ll come back alive. "


    He?


    Baby?


    Hu''s wrinkled face was slightly stunned. Looking at her grandson''s bright smile, she suddenly made up her mind and turned to the desk where the ancestral tablet was worshipped. She took out a rectangular wooden box from the leftmost drawer. Gently reaching out to wipe off the dust, she returned to Jimu and said, "our Ji family was a high-ranking official in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Although in the turbulent times, most of our family''s treasures have been lost, some good things still remain. Take this wooden box and give it to him as a gift! If he can discern the Pearl and say that he can''t, the chances of you coming back will be increased


    Jimu''s hands trembled. Although he didn''t know what treasure was in the wooden box, it was absolutely a good thing to put it in the ancestral hall. And grandma for their own, even willing to take out to send people, this love his heart, so that he moved to cry.


    "Go, grandson."


    Hu gently waved his hand, turned and sat back on the futon.


    Mordor, Century Square.


    Yu Shuqing was sitting on a bench at the north end of the square, with her hot milk tea in her hand and her last bite of sausage in her mouth. As the most mysterious special team leader of phantom in China, he wandered on the edge of life and death for countless times, but now he seems to be an ordinary man who is not engaged in business.


    "Sir, do you think that man who is so interested in interests will come?"


    On the edge of the flower bed beside Yu Shuqing, Mo Xiaonan squats there and yawns in all kinds of boredom. Only occasionally passing by the beautiful woman with good figure can make him a little energetic.


    He said that he would not miss the opportunity to get rich. Although that guy has a lot of heresy, he still has some ability. Otherwise, how can he get the information that even the intelligence department can''t find again and again? "


    Mo Xiaonan hummed: "he has some ability, but his heart is too dark. The price is higher and higher every time. This time, it''s a million dollars. Although we don''t pay for it ourselves, I still feel the pain. "


    Yu Shuqing outlined the corners of his mouth, drank a cup of milk tea, and asked with a smile: "do you think it''s one million or one life?""Er..."


    Mo Xiaonan raised his hand to touch the bridge of his nose, some embarrassed no longer speak.


    There was not much Kung Fu. A young man with gaudy clothes and flowing air all over his body came to Yu Shuqing and Mo Xiaonan. His sharp face was full of money. He sat down on the bench where Yu Shuqing was sitting. He felt a package of crumpled cigarettes and took a deep breath of a lit beautiful cigarette. Then he said with a smile: "money, money, give it quickly My money. My time is very precious. Every minute and second I waste is equivalent to silver flowing out of my fingers


    Yu Shuqing said indifferently: "mice, I understand the rules of the industry, a cent of goods. If you don''t have the goods, don''t rush to get the money. "


    The mouse quickly took out a dirty little black book from his pocket and threw it to Yu Shuqing and said, "I know you know the rules. We don''t trade once or twice. My mouse''s reputation is guaranteed, and I''m not afraid that you''ll fail. All the information you need is in the book, and my account number is also on it. "


    Yu Shuqing nodded and drank the milk tea in the cup. Then he got up and said, "it''s the old rule. Half of the deposit will be transferred to your account in half an hour. If the information is confirmed, the remaining half will be saved. Do you have any interest in accepting the compilation of the state? Be an intelligence field worker? "


    The mouse blinked and asked, "did you blink too much?"


    Yu Shuqing rolled his eyes and was too lazy to take care of the money fan''s goods. He left with Mo Xiaonan, who was not very good-looking.


    The mouse didn''t leave in a hurry. He raised his hand and touched his chin. Looking at the back of Yu Shuqing and Mo Xiaonan, he felt some thoughts in his heart. Through Yu Shuqing''s digression, he found out Yu Shuqing''s identity for the first time The people of the country.


    "It should be a soldier, and not an ordinary soldier."


    The mouse bit the cigarette handle, so lazy to rely on the bench, took out the mobile phone, waiting for the money to enter the SMS reminder.


    "Are you a mouse?"


    The two figures appeared in front of the mouse. The middle-aged man on the left was as bright as a torch, and his expression was like frost. He spoke with the momentum of not being angry and self-confident.


    The mouse frowned, and with the rapid rotation of his eyes, one of his hands had been inserted into his pocket. As he held the handle of the knife, he raised his head slowly, looked at two middle-aged people and asked, "which road are the two friends on? What do you want to do with my elder brother


    "Yes, it''s called a mouse, but it''s as cunning as a fox. Like the intelligence investigators, he is a natural intelligence expert. Let me introduce myself. My name is golden lion. I want to make a deal with you


    "Golden lion?"


    The mouse narrowed its eyes and was extremely alert. He knew his identity had been investigated by the other party, so some of the tricks he had just said didn''t work at all. In his life, he has dealt with countless people in all kinds of ways, including some characters that he is afraid of. For example: people from the two countries that just left.


    But.


    In front of the Golden Lion and his companion, but to the mouse a great sense of threat. No one knows, just now his whole body sweat pores have stood up, the back of the neck is chilly in the cold wind.


    "What deal?"


    Asked the mouse, pretending to be calm.


    The golden lion said, "Mordor has more specific information about murders, for a chance to be compiled by us. You have only two chances to refuse. "


    The mouse showed a strange expression. He never thought that the other side would make such an absurd deal. Being incorporated? He has the devil "underground eye" of the fierce role, the magic of every underground sewer all touch the door clear, should be the other party empty handed white mouse?


    The mouse cleared his throat and said with a dry smile, "before I refuse, I need to know who you are."


    The lion said, "I knew you needed a second chance. We are from Baiyan restaurant. Maybe you don''t know much about us, but we are better than you think. "


    Baiyan restaurant?


    Baiyan restaurant with the highest grade in Mordo?


    Even if Baiyan restaurant has a strong power behind its back, can it be compared with the whole country? Just now, I turned down the invitation of the country.


    "I refuse."


    The mouse said unequivocally.


    The lion grinned and said, "you wasted the first chance. I''ll give you another chance to choose between life and death. If you want to live, join us; if you want to die, you will refuse us. "


    The mouse raised his voice and called, "you are forced to buy and sell by force. You will be despised and ridiculed by others. What''s more, it''s very likely that the result of pushing the ducks on the shelves is that they may not get the benefits, but they will be all over the place. "


    The lion said with a smile, "I hear you like money?"


    I''m sorry. I''m tired out of classes and seminars recently. 】


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