It's spring now, and he's buried in the tomb where the spring breeze blows. He knew his final outcome a few years ago, and he's done his best to arrange the funeral. Probably the only way he can lie down so calmly Underground, rest to your heart's content.
"We don't even know his name yet." Xu Le was smoking a cigarette and sucking hard, frowning tightly, thinking about the trouble this wretched uncle in the tomb once brought him, and so many more Feeling sad and happy, I couldn't help but sighed: "Although people who are good at fighting are not famous, and the really fierce guys often don't have names, but once I think of how to mention him in future history books, I always feel a little weird."
"He is the third son of the Cao family, called Cao Qiudao."
The secluded and remote cemetery in Oak State is very lively today. A very old lady, still wearing heavy makeup and wearing a red fox fur, walked over from under the ginkgo tree with no expression on her face. The brows are full of indifference and loneliness.
This lady's name is Sister Ke, and she is one of the living legends in the four states of S2 Huanshan. She only owns one Coco nightclub, but this nightclub has been supported for too long in the sound of gunfire and blood and smoke, as mentioned earlier. As said, those who dare to fight against time are always awesome, and so is she.
"Sister Ke, hello."
Xu Le and Shi Qinghai stood up at the same time, threw away the cigarettes in their hands, and bowed slightly. For them, honoring the old lady, not because of a legend, but because of the lady's relationship to the man in the grave.
Many years ago, a young student who was determined to join the revolution and a red card girl in a nightclub gradually evolved into a relationship between a revolutionary leader and an old lady he did not want to forget. This relationship is the real legend. .
Sister Ke, who was already an old lady, walked slowly to the tomb, looked at the words on the tombstone, shook her head, and said lonely: "I heard him say that he organized a poetry club in the school, but after all Tired."
Xu Le and Shi Qinghai looked at Sister Ke, not knowing what to say.
"Zhang Xiaomeng came here yesterday." Sister Ke turned around, coughed twice, looked at Xu Le and said calmly, "She was his student. As for concealing the death news back then, it was his idea, don't blame the poor man Girl."
"Understood." Xu Le replied very succinctly.
In the corner of the most famous Yanxiu bar in Oak State, Xu Le and Shi Qinghai are drinking the local specialty high-wheat tooth beer. The picture of the wife standing alone and peacefully by the grave.
Until today, they don't know that the intelligence leader of Qinglong Mountain, the guy who has given the federal government a headache for decades, who is determined to lead the anti-government army to overthrow the government and the rule of the Seven Great Families... is actually a descendant of one of the Seven Great Families, the Cao Family .
At this moment, Xu Le thought of Shang Qiu's fiancé and Uncle Tian, and said with emotion: "It is said that Lin Banshan is the most remarkable rebel of the Seven Families, but compared with Cao Qiudao in the tomb, he is even worse. too far."
As a descendant of the Seven Great Families, but dedicated his life to the cause of eliminating the Seven Great Families, Cao Qiudao in the grave can be called a real rebel.
"A young college student who ran away because of an arranged marriage turned into one of the leaders of the anti-government army as soon as he ran away. I don't know if he regretted it later."
"No one knows."
"While alive, the world can dance with it, and after death, women can be silently guarding the grave." Shi Qinghai drank the beer from the glass, wiped the foam from his lips, and said with admiration, "The old man has lived a fucking life. The power... so powerful!"
Xu Le raised his full beer mug, shrugged and took a sip.
"The last time we came to S2 together, we went to the Foundation Building to kill Medellin. He... Cao Qiudao didn't tell us the whole plan, we were just the executors, and luckily there was no big mistake in the end." Shi Qinghai said: "At that time In the Coco nightclub, I have been guessing what the role of Sister Ke is, but unfortunately I haven't gotten the answer until today."
"Is it love between them?"
Shi Qinghai's charming peach eyes squinted slightly, and his slender fingers gently tapped the outer wall of the empty beer mug, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
"I always thought I loved Zou Yu, or could love, but today at the grave, I suddenly thought of another girl, the girl on the beautiful island."
"Who is it?" Xu Le asked suspiciously.
"That was a beautiful girl I knew before killing Medellin." Shi Qinghai squeezed Qing Jun's brows, as if he couldn't remember the girl's appearance and the girl's name without this: "She seems to be As a teacher, I forgot where she was a teacher, and I even forgot her name..."
"Trash." Xu Le unceremoniously commented on his man.
"Speaking of garbage, what are you going to do with the garbage in the government?" Shi Qinghai asked.
"Don't worry." Xu Le replied: "The old man said that these people will definitely enter the garbage heap of history."
Shi Qinghai was silent for a while, then continued with a smile: "But Schiller said that garbage never goes into the trash by itself."
Xu Le shrugged, staring at the beer mug in his hand, watching those tiny bubbles struggling to float in the golden liquor, then breaking into fine white foam, and suddenly said, "Anyway, this is my job... I specifically told Zou Yu last time, but I forgot about it later, so I handed over the list to you."
"Because you need my help."
"No need now."
"Then I wish you the best of luck."
Shi Qinghai looked at the beautiful girl who was looking for a target from the side of the bar, smiled and patted Xu Le's shoulder, and said, "I hope you didn't sacrifice for the country, but ended up being the victim of a love murder case."
Xu Le watched him put the iron box Sanqi into his pocket, and turned around subconsciously, just in line with Nan Xiangmei's gentle eyes.
"coming?"
"coming."
"Would you like some wine?"
"Um."
Nan Xiangmei sat obediently beside him, caressed her hands on her lap, bowed her head slightly, and hummed shyly.
Xu Le began to pour beer for her, and there was a bottle in the special thin-necked open glass. He watched the delicate foam keep rising, but Nam Sangmi never stopped.
"Isn't it far? Can you still get used to it in S2?" He finally stopped pouring wine, and asked a little unaccustomed to it.
Nam Sang-mi raised her face, raised the trembling bangs on her forehead, and said with a gentle smile, "The foundation is right next to you, so it's really convenient to meet here."
Xu Le was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "The Reconstruction Foundation and the Peace Foundation in Medellin... used the same building?"
"Yes." Nan Xiangmei took the tissue from the waiter, carefully wiped off the wine stains on the table in front of Xu Le, and said softly, "But can we not talk about this issue?"
"sure."
"I know why you asked me out today." Nan Xiangmei smiled and looked at Xu Le, with a determined look on her face, and against the crimson effect of alcohol, she was somewhat childlike and cute: "But I don't want to promise you anything."
Xu Le opened his mouth slightly, thinking that he hadn't said anything yet.
Nan Sangmi held the heavy, thin-necked beer mug with both hands, and began to drink in large gulps, gulping until the end, raising her left arm to wipe the foam from her lips, and sighing in satisfaction, then Turning his head, he looked at him and said seriously: "Jian Shui'er is good, but she is more suitable as a wife than me."
She squeezed out an umm syllable through her nose, as if to strengthen her confidence or to cheer herself up.
"Well, it's like this, she's not fit to be a wife without me."
After plucking up all the courage to say this, Nan Xiangmei immediately relaxed completely, and called the bartender for two more beers with a clear smile, ignoring the red clouds on her jade-white cheeks.
Where and where is this a thing? Although the purpose of meeting Miss Nan Xiang's family today is to clarify this matter, Xu Le could not have imagined that as soon as we met, he had not had time to say anything, and he was caught up in the serious topic of his wife's work. Called back.
Xu Le actually likes this gentle and beautiful girl beside him very much, but this kind of liking has more of a sense of tranquility and rest. In fact, he has too few contacts with this girl, and he is not even a friend. Go... After all, the years of life have been too hard and difficult. Nam Sang-mi can watch the documentary "Seven Groups" to search for him, but he has no time to let the girl on the train in his mind ferment.
However, I really like it.
Xu Le stared at the beer in the glass and did not dare to look away. The relationship between men and women is always so complicated, especially when you meet the most beautiful opposite sex in the world, what choices can you make
These are all very good and what I want.
Suddenly, he thought of something and asked Nan Xiangmei, "Are there any relatives in your mother's family?"
"You mean the Cao family?" Nan Xiangmei, who was half-drunk, looked at Xu Le with a smile, raised her finger and said, "I have many uncles."
Xu Le suddenly realized that the opposite sex he provoked seemed to be very difficult to offend. If those uncles surnamed Cao had the same temperament as the one lying in the tomb, it would be difficult for him to live a very nourishing life.
"Have you heard of Cao Qiudao?"
"It seems like... Uncle Third." Nan Xiangmei tilted her head slightly, thinking lovingly: "Much older than her mother, I heard that she died a long time ago."
"I'll take you to a place."
"it is good."
After all, Xu Le was unable to bring Nan Xiangmei to the grave of her uncle, who was not well-known in the dynasty but secretly moved the world, because when he walked out of this famous bar, he saw three black SUVs, and then a dozen or so. An FBI agent in a black suit came around.
"Colonel Xu Le, please come with us."