I Can See Probability

Mingyang North Road, this is the Linjiang area. Nowadays, there are many high-rise buildings around and it is also a prosperous area.

There is a piece of land near the river, and there is an old bar with mottled walls.

It's called "Forgetting Worry", it's a pure Qingba.

In this day and age, if you open a bar without a disco, and invite a few beauties at three o'clock to dance, you won't get any business at all.

Bars, in ancient times, were also pubs and taverns, and all kinds of people would mingle in them.

But here, it seems that there are never any guests.

The owner of the bar is also very Buddhist, and he never takes the initiative to engage in any activities. He is also a quiet man.

woohoo~~

The black Maybach stopped at the door of the bar. Wang Yaohua opened the door and walked straight into the bar.

It was very empty inside. Behind the bar, only the long-haired boss was wiping the wine glasses, meticulously.

"I still don't have a single guest. Is it a loss of blood? My father rented such a good place to you for ten years at such a low price. I have already said that if you are willing to invite some beautiful women to dance or something, in this way The lot has already made a profit." Wang Yaohua sat down in front of the bar carelessly.

The boss just gave him a light look: "So, you are not a guest? Then I will not entertain you."

"Do something for me!" Wang Yaohua said.

"You are not qualified." The boss continued to wipe the wine glass.

"Nie Zhao, don't forget, you almost died on the dock back then. It was my dad who rescued you. You owe my dad a favor. This favor has to be repaid." Wang Yaohua patted the table and said.

Six years ago, his father, Wang Haoyan, personally delivered some goods from Shanghai City, and took a ship from the sea to Mingyang City along the Yangtze River. However, when the boat docked, someone found a person under the stern tied to a rope and floating in the water. The man was pale and his limbs were sluggish, and he didn't know how long he had been dragged in the water. Not knowing whether to live or die.

At that time, Wang Haoyan asked someone to carry this person ashore. After an investigation, it was found that the person was still angry, so Wang Haoyan decided to send him to the hospital for treatment.

This rescued person is now the owner of Wangyou Bar - Nie Zhao.

He also always remembered Wang Haoyan's favor for saving him, and once said that he could do one thing for Wang Haoyan, anything.

Wang Haoyan saw that he had a straightforward temperament, and knew that he was wandering and had nowhere to stay, so he rented the place to him and lent him a sum of money to open a bar.

At first, Wang Yaohua didn't understand why his father treated a homeless person so favorably?

It wasn't until one time when someone got drunk and made trouble here, and Wang Yaohua happened to pass by here, and then he saw the reason why his father treated the homeless man so favorably.

——There were more than 20 people making trouble that time, but Nie Zhao alone ran over a street with his bare hands. The skill he showed was fierce. Almost anyone who played against him was knocked to the ground with one move.

Later, Wang Yaohua also asked his father what was the origin of Nie Zhao.

His father smiled and told him, why do you ask so many questions? No matter what his origins are, as long as it can be used by me.

The brighter the person on the surface, the darker the background, especially in the real estate industry. His father said that this person will always be used in the future.

So, Nie Zhao opened the bar here for six years.

In the past 6 years, Wang Haoyan is about to retire, but he still hasn't used this person.

If Wang Haoyan retires, it will be even more useless.

Therefore, Wang Yaohua thought, since his father does not need it, he will use it. Left and right are a human affection, and the same is true of returning it to him.

"That's right, I owe your dad a favor, but not your favor." The bar owner was still cold.

"But my dad doesn't even need you to repay the favor. Do you want to owe it to the death? I'm his son, so it's the same if you return the favor you owe him." Wang Yaohua looked at him.

The bar owner finished wiping the cups on hand, and stopped for a while.

"It's been 6 years, and my dad's business has been doing well. He can't use you now, and he won't need you even more after he retires. Sooner or later, this favor will be returned to me, and I will pay it back sooner or later. There's no difference at all, isn't it?" Wang Yaohua said.

The bar owner put the glass away and seemed to think it made sense.

Human affection is a burden, and the longer it drags on, the more tired you will be.

If you can pay it off early, you will not only feel relaxed physically and mentally, but will also be able to understand your desires.

"Then what do you want me to do for you?" Under Nie Zhao's brows, those knife-like eyes suddenly looked at him.

"Do you dare to kill?" Wang Yaohua asked tentatively.

"I said, it can be anything. But, only once." Nie Zhao's expression was calm.

"Okay, what I want is your words." Wang Yaohua smiled. He likes this decisive answer.

"But don't worry, I don't need you to kill people. That's what savages can do. We are civilized people. We can just get crippled." , Just this person, his name is Chen Jing, a third-year student in Mingyang City No. 1 Middle School. I want him to spend the rest of his life in bed, shouldn't it be a problem?"

Nie Zhao only glanced at it: "Yes."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news." Wang Yaohua put away his phone, and his mood suddenly improved. With Nie Zhao's shot, he believed that there would be results soon.

"After this time, I will clear up with your Wang family, and I will no longer owe you anything."

"Okay, as long as you do it beautifully."

"Then just wait and see."

"Okay."

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Antique Street, Juguang Pavilion.

After Lin Gaohan came back, he sat on the reclining chair, feeling very depressed.

He originally thought that the young man named Chen Jing would see something, but he didn't expect ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to be empty.

"Is it possible that there are really no immortals in this world? Everything is just my fantasy?"

Closing his eyes, he seemed to see the heavy rain, the landslide, and the incredible long sword turning into a dragon from 20 years ago.

"At that time, it was raining continuously and the mountains were foggy, so it was not impossible for people to see illusory things."

In his mind, the scene where he lifted a stone and smashed the back of Xiao Li's head suddenly appeared again.

He even saw Xiao Li drenched in blood, turned around and asked him, "Professor Lin, you...why...you want to kill me..."

Lin Gaohan trembled all over, sweating in cold sweat, and quickly opened his eyes.

In the past, his desire and expectation for longevity was very strong, and it was precisely because of the existence of this desire and expectation that he suppressed the fear of murder in his heart. But the long years have passed, and these enthusiasm and expectations have also been consumed and diluted in the passage of time.

As he grew older, the guilt and fear of killing people in the past became stronger and stronger.

The last few times when he woke up from a dream, he was also woken up by the sight of Xiao Li covered in blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as he was excited, he coughed again. His lung disease was really serious. This cough seemed to be coughing out all his internal organs.

Wiping the corner of his mouth with his hand, he found that he was coughing up blood again. And the blood is jet black.

"Is the deadline approaching?"

Lin Gaohan was very afraid of death and didn't want to die, but his body couldn't hold it any longer. He wanted to take out a handkerchief from his pocket, but he took out a business card.

Looking at the phone number on the business card, Lin Gaohan suddenly fell into deep thought...

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