The boss's words immediately aroused my interest, so I asked the boss: "How do you say it? Why is the prodigal son turning back?" The boss looked at the second brother, chuckled and said, "Ask him." With that, he packed us up The pile of bamboo sticks piled up on the table turned around and left.
Since it was time to chat at the wine table, we just let it go. And looking at the meaning of the boss’s words, it seemed that the second brother’s story was not shameful, so I asked with a smile: “Why, second brother, what do you say when a prodigal son comes back?” This second brother Zhang smiled and said, I subconsciously touched the scar on my arm and said, "It's all in the past, hehe." Seeing that he didn't mean to say anything, I didn't feel like asking anymore. I was about to give up when I heard someone say from behind me: "He Ah, I’m embarrassed to say it because I want to save face, so let me expose his background!”
Looking back, I saw three people walking over side by side with smiles on their faces. These three people are a strange combination. The guy on the far left is very short and looks similar to Chong Xi. The guy in the middle is wearing a pair of glasses, his back is hunched over and his hands are behind his back. His hair is gray and he looks like a little old man. The two men are almost the same height and can chop with a knife or an ax. Look at the one on the far right, the one who just spoke. His style is completely different from the first two people. This good guy is over 1.8 meters tall, but he is very thin. He probably weighs about a hundred kilograms.
Among the three people, the shortest one looked as dazed as Chong Xi. The little old man in the middle looks sloppy and uncomfortable. The tall and thin man also wore a pair of glasses and had a cigarette in his mouth. He looked gentle and weak. Although these three people are well-dressed, they all give people a "not serious" feeling, that is, they look like gangsters.
The tall man smiled and said, "Murong Shiyan, you are a famous person." I quickly smiled modestly and said, "Where are you? What do you call the three of you?"
The short man said, "My name is Liu Siyang." The little old man said, "My name is Zhu Fengwei." The tall man smiled and said, "My name is Mu Haisong, and Mu is Mu Guiying." At this time, the three people sitting there were sitting with me. The second brother in the middle laughed and scolded: "Xiao Mu'er, you exposed me again!" The man called Xiao Mu laughed and said to me: "Don't listen to his nonsense."
This person called Xiao Mu is very talkative, and it can be seen from his speech and behavior that although this person has a gangster temperament, he is definitely a well-educated person. Although he is full of foul words and is similar to Yan Ji, he is not annoying, but gives people a very friendly feeling.
I heard from Xiao Mu that this second brother had opened an Internet cafe in his early years, but later sold it because he lost money. After selling the Internet cafe, he went out to make a living, but the second brother had not gone to school for a few days since he was a child, so he could only look at factories for bars and nightclubs. In the first two years, he worked as a thug to collect debts from loan sharks. As a result, he was robbed by his enemies and was seriously injured and almost lost his life. The horrific scar on his arm was left at that time.
The second brother also drank too much at this time, and said with emotion: "Brother Murong, you don't know, I have been working outside for so many years, and I have no friends at all. The only ones who are really good to me are the three of them. I know best, you are so generous It's hard to find people like me now! At the beginning, my three brothers tried to persuade me and scolded me many times. I always thought that I could make a lot of money by doing a big business. As a result, I almost got hacked to death. Now that I have recovered from my injuries, I can be considered half disabled, and I can barely survive by running a small supermarket."
Xiao Mu chuckled at this time and said: "Big business starts from small business, it's just like making skewers." As he said, he pointed to the pile of bamboo sticks piled up on the table and said: "You have to make skewers one by one." There is no point in eating roasted whole lamb at a skewer stall." The second brother nodded with a smile and drained the beer in his hand.
After Xiao Mu and the three of them sat down, this guy named Mu Haisong looked at me and the other three and said, "Listen to what you two just said, are you planning to save the Lord Baylor you mentioned?" I nodded, Xiao Mu. Mu smiled and said, "Don't blame me for being harsh. I don't think Lord Baylor will easily stop fighting you. Even if you rescue him, I'm afraid he will still try to use you to establish a kingdom."
Hearing him say this, my smile suddenly froze! Everyone else on the table also stopped picking up the skewers, stopped talking to each other, and looked at the man named Mu Haisong warily. When we were talking about building a kingdom just now, our voices were not loud, and the restaurant was noisy. How did he know? Lin Feng squinted his eyes and asked, "How do you know about calling McGinn to establish a kingdom?"
Unexpectedly, the man named Mu Haisong just smiled and pointed to his ears. The little old man next to him, named Zhu Fengwei, smiled and said: "He has very good ears, even blind people are like this." Everyone at our table was stunned, and they all looked at Mu, who had smart eyes. Haisong, I thought to myself, is this still blind? Unexpectedly, this little brother Mugu laughed and cursed, and then explained: "I am not blind, but my eyesight is very poor, close to half-blind. I am born with good hearing, don't listen to Lao Zhu's nonsense."
Everyone at the table shook their heads and laughed. It turned out to be just a joke, and I almost took it seriously. From the looks of it, this little Brother Mug should be a master of hearing from all directions, and he was born with it, just like my natural spiritual eyes. In this way, it is difficult to say whether the other three have their own abilities.
I smiled and asked: "Brother Mu, just now you said that you won't compromise if you call me McGinn. What do you mean?" Xiao Mu smiled and said: "Haha, this is not simple. Some truths cannot be said, even if they are worn out. To explain things to people can only make them understand the literal meaning. If you want people to truly understand some truths, they must experience it for themselves. Just like the second brother, no matter what we say, he never looks back until You can only truly understand it after being chopped down. I'm afraid this is the case with the Baylor you mentioned. Even if he knows that he is cannon fodder and a pawn, he will not give up. People are always paranoid. Don't expect to convince anyone, so there is no need to think about it. It's that simple to change the will of others. For you, this Baylor is like a part of the world. You can't change the world, so you can only change yourself."
Everyone at the table was speechless by these words. How could people not be surprised when Ichiban Dai was spoken so plainly from the mouth of a passerby. At this time, the elder sister asked: "When you said you changed yourself, did you mean to let us help that silly Belle build a kingdom?"
Little Brother Mu raised his eyebrows and said: "You understand it wrong. I mean changing your attitude, not compromising. Believe me, attitude can determine anything. If you treat it with a different attitude, the whole thing will be completely different." Different." As he said that, Brother Mu looked at the three. The old lady made a "cut" sound to show her disdain. However, these words made a light flash in my heart. Yes, before, I had always viewed Mackin from the perspective of an enemy, so I had always viewed Mackin in terms of a hostile relationship. Na San has changed his hostile attitude towards us, so he can get our recognition and help!
What if you think about it from a different attitude, from the perspective of Shouting McGinn? He lost his parents when he was young and grew up surrounded by a family of slaves. People around him told him that he was a descendant of the royal family since he was a child. Everyone around him had high hopes for him to revive the Qing Dynasty. Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem wrong from his point of view to ask McGinn to try hard to win the Shiyan Sword and try to persuade me to help him. He is also completing his mission, and he does not hesitate to become someone else's pawn for this mission.
Thinking of this, I felt a sense of relief, a sense of realization, and let out a sigh of relief. The words of this little Brother Mu took me a step further. I smiled and said: "Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. I seem to understand what little Brother Mu means." Little Brother Mu smiled. Laughed and didn't say anything. The elder sister was disdainful at this time: "Tch, what's the point? It's the same as not saying anything! Doesn't that silly Belle still have to go against us? He's no different from those evil people, he's just stupider than those evil people."
Brother Mu still smiled, and I quickly raised my glass to smooth things over and said, "Brother Mu, don't mind, my sister is just like this." I said, going to pour him wine. Unexpectedly, little Brother Mu actually smiled and covered the mouth of the cup with his hand and said, "I don't know how to drink." After saying that, he raised the Coke in his hand. Only then did I notice that this little Brother Mug did not drink alcohol, but drank Coke.
Little Brother Mu didn't pay attention, he just lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. This is the N+1 cigarette I’ve seen him light up. This little Brother Mu smokes cigarettes very diligently.
Brother Mu calmly blew out the smoke, then looked at his elder sister and said, "Evil man? Then how do you distinguish between good and evil?"