Apocalyptic Forecast

"Oh, Lord Tianmu, please forgive me if I miss you far away."

　　 Just getting out of the car, an old man with the appearance of a deacon came up and bowed respectfully and solemnly: "Thank you for coming from afar, please come inside."

　　 "How many times have I been here, and where can I use people to lead the way."

　　 Sheng Tianmu waved his hand: "Where are Arakawa and the others?"

　　 The deacon was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated: "Patriarch he..."

　　 "You don't need to make any excuses, where are you talking to Ochiai and Kui, right? Tea room? Or secret room? It doesn't matter, just take me over. Later, if the Chiba family comes, please lead the way."

　　 Sheng Tianmu walked forward at will, and instructed the old deacon: "As for the paper-loving gentleman, you must also know that, just take him to the table."

　　 involuntarily gave the order.

　　 It's like I'm the master here.

　　 In his gaze, the old deacon was sluggish, and for a long time, he nodded and said, "Please allow me to convey..."

　　 "Aren't all young people love to use mobile phones now? I just call it and it will be over. Can they still talk about secrets behind my back."

　　 Sheng Tianmu rushed all the way, relying on his identity as one of the five big brothers, rushed into the quiet room of Arakawa's house skillfully, and directly opened the door.

　　 "Oh, where are you all here?" The old man grinned and waved at the unhappy faces inside.

　　 "Are you talking about something obscure behind your back? Can you let me listen to it?"

I pulled a mat directly over, sat across from a few people, and raised his hand to signal: "Go on, go on, when the old man doesn't exist... Who! Give me a cup of tea, let me taste this year in the Arakawa tea garden How's your harvest."

　　 "If you want to listen, you have to be quiet, and be born with the third eye."

　　 The man smoking a pole wearing a black Yingzhou-style robe, kneeled on the ground and looked over. It was the master of Jiu my family. He looks about forty years old, but his hair is grey and aging.

　　 The head of the Ochiai family said nothing.

　　As the only woman among the five big brothers, she seems to be no different from the traditional older women in Yingzhou. Dressed in a simple and solemn long dress, with his hair curled up, his expression was cold and calm.

　　 was disturbed by this old guy, and everyone obviously didn't have the nature to continue talking.

　　 Then, Sheng Tianmu opened his mouth on his knees.

　　 "Since you're all finished talking... Then let me say something."

　　 He smiled happily, and asked straightforwardly: "How about letting the old man be the president of the League this time? If you have money, you can negotiate, and you will never be treated badly."

　　 said, he also made a gesture of counting money.

　　 Looks cheap and rascal.

　　 "Are you dreaming?" The head of the Arakawa family looked over indifferently, "Could it be that I can't? I can't?"

　　 "Of course it's because you are not suitable, You Jun."

Sheng Tianmu sighed: "Once you are in position, you will surely cause messy things. Maybe you all provoked a bit, and you'll be foolish to make enemies everywhere... Hey, don't be angry for now, look, you are even provoking me. I can't bear it. When the time comes, the leader of the Iron King Party snorted when he saw you. Wouldn't you start a full-scale war?

　　 For a long time, the owner of my house knocked on the cigarette stick, raised his head and asked: "Can't I?"

　　 "Of course you are the best. When you are young and strong, you dare to fight and work hard, and you have a sophisticated calculation. To be honest, it is more appropriate than the old, but how..."

　　 Sheng Tianmu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "I don't have any manpower in my family for a long time. Even if you give you the alliance, you can't mobilize it?

Ah, as for the little girl Ochiai, don’t talk. It’s not that the old man discriminates against you. Although you are very capable and powerful, the old man really admires it-but things like women in the house spread out, don’t talk about the people outside, the people below I won't convince the public. "

　　 The hostess of the Ochiai family glanced at him indifferently and did not speak.

　　 She knows this very well.

　　 At the beginning, I was probably the person farthest from the position of the president, so I was also happy to watch the show.

　　 She hated this old man for too long, so she didn't mind giving him more wrenches.

　　 "As for the guy Chiba Ryuji, he is indeed a good choice, but his character is..."

The old man shook his head helplessly: "It is true that Long Er is the talent of ZTE. He will bring Chiba back from the brink of collapse again, and he will be able to become bigger and stronger. But I think that after he becomes the president, he will definitely go to prostitution first. All the brothels of the Alliance, and then play with hundreds and eighty women. Finally, they were killed in bed by women..."

　　 After finishing speaking, he pointed to himself, and after taunting all his opponents, he sincerely recommended himself: "In contrast, the old men are so old and can't be hardened. Isn't it very reliable?"

　　 Everyone's faces are not very beautiful.

　　 Before he was talking, Arakawa sneered.

　　 The quarrel began again.

　　While waiting for Chiba Ryuji, who smelled of red wine and perfume, came late, when he walked into the room, he heard the sound of Shengtianmu's decision.

　　 "Okay, just at your request from Arakawa-you and my family, according to the rules of the extreme, you will win the match in the league!"

　　 Even if he didn't hear anything, Chiba Ryuji couldn't help but want to cover his face.

　　 This speed is outrageous.

　　 I was **** late for three minutes!

　　 That guy from the Arakawa family... fell into the old man’s pit again?

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　　 At the same time, Huai Shi finally realized the local characteristic of Yingzhou—cold violence that outsiders must taste.

　　 The hustle and bustle of the venue is full of seats at the moment, and the atmosphere is warm. All the team leaders from the alliance have been happily drinking tea and chatting. The atmosphere is warm.

　　 Only within three meters of Huai Shi, it is cold and silent.

　　 Everyone sat upright, sipping tea without squinting eyes. Except for the attendants from the Arakawa family who occasionally came to add water, no one paid any attention to him.

　　 Under this situation, Huai Shi has already pulled her feet up in idleness.

　　 There is no way, the signal inside is blocked, and even the channel of the Astronomical Society is interfered. But if you use source-based communications, the chances of being discovered are too high.

　　 The radio has been silent a long time ago.

　　 I can’t play even on my mobile phone.

　　 can only watch a few geishas writhing with the performance in the field, watching people want to yawn.

　　 I want the subordinates here to find a comic for themselves. The subordinates are **** and don't know where it is—just kidding, wait for the boss above to speak, and you are amused by reading the comic below.

　　 The big guy looks at it and just write a note in your heart. In case you need to find out who gave the manga for this stupid short, do you still need your little finger?

　　 Soon, Huai Shi gave up

　　 After all, he reads comics just for fun.

　　 But if you want to be happy, you have to be happy. If you really want to be happy, you have to be happy...

　　 As the saying goes, no joy is achieved, and joy begins again.

　　 If you don’t play with me, then I will play by myself.

　　 Huaishi raised his hand, called the next person, pointed to the twisted geisha and luthier, and said, "Call me one over and let me order a song."

　　 After waiting for the geisha to come over respectfully, he squeezed his chin, looked at the white powder falling from her face, and suddenly asked, "Will "The Pure Land of Bliss" dance?"

　　 "..." The geisha was shocked and shook her head.

　　 "Forget it, I guess you won't know those vulgar ones, come to an elegant one." Huai Shi patted the table and said, "Let's jump in "Swan Lake"!"

　　 "..." The geisha was dull, showing an awkward and polite smile.

　　 I have already started to curse in my stomach-jump to the Swan Lake that your mother sells. This product looks good, what's the matter in your mind?

　　 Don't say she can't jump, even if she wears this dress, she has to be able to jump.

　　 "Guest, what else do you want to see?"

　　 She reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and looked at the direction behind her embarrassedly: It means you don’t appreciate it, don’t stop her making money.

　　 Huai Shi still wanted to see a two-person turn, but after thinking about it, there was only one geisha. I couldn't turn it around. Maybe even a little widow could not sing on her grave.

　　 suddenly dull, sighed and waved and said, "You go."

　　 The geisha was amnesty, but she got rid of the nasty criticism, and got up in a panic to prepare to run, but the musician behind her was stopped: "Hey, the dancers are going to go, what are you going..."

　　 Huaishi stretched out his hand and pointed to the shamisen in the hands of the dazed piano master: "That thing, lend me a play."

　　 The piano master instinctively wanted to refuse, but he was stared by those eyes, but he stiffened, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble. But when this man grinned, he felt a moment of closeness and vacillation from the bottom of his heart.

　　 I heard what my mother said to my uncle when I was young: The child is still young and ignorant, just play with him...

　　 Every time he said this, his uncle would have that kind of ‘generous and generous’ smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which made him remember his life.

　　 When he reacted from the memory, the shamisen in his hand was directly pulled out by Huai Shi.

　　 Huai Shi held it in his hand, just like holding a lute. After making two random plucks, it felt something was wrong, and he reached out and pulled out the remaining picks in the hands of the luthier.

　　 "Oh, this little thing is almost like a guitar."

　　 With the shamisen in his arms, Huai Shi tried a few notes at hand-there are also various plucking techniques in the cello, but it is not that difficult to get started.

　　 With such a high level of cello performance, there are no gaps. Besides, which player can only play one musical instrument? When he was a child, he practiced four-handed playing with Ai Qing. I really miss it when I think about it.

　　 Recalling the past, Huai Shi's mouth evoked a nostalgic smile.

　　 lowered his head and shook the strings of the shamisen.

　　铮铮, the whispering cry was like the cold sound of ice breaking, spreading in all directions, making the hustle and bustle of the venue stagnant. Immediately, the dexterous notes jumped in everyone's ears.

　　 with immense joy and joy.

　　 mi, 唻, pull-mi, 唻, 唆......

　　 is so familiar, as if the prelude to be carved into the DNA flows briskly, Huaishi raised his eyebrows, shaking his head in this nostalgic melody.

　　 "hey, youngmen!"