The best ambiguous master

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's order, Kunzi immediately stopped what he was doing.

In his hand, he was still holding the ashtray on the table. If Zhao Xiaohan hadn't shouted anxiously just now, the ashtray in his hand might have smashed on the middle-aged man's head.

Although the ashtray is made of glass, but it is so thick that if it hits a person's head, even if it can't kill him, at least it will bleed.

"My own people, what are you doing?"

Zhao Xiaohan frowned and glared at Kunzi, took a step forward, and pulled the middle-aged man up from the ground. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan stepping forward to pull him up, the middle-aged man's face was full of gratitude.

"What's your name?"

After the middle-aged man sat down, Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the middle-aged man said anxiously: "Brother Han, my name is Han Li."

"Han Li, um, that's a good name." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, and then said, "I asked you to come here today not to question you, but to let you understand one thing, that is, if your information leaks a little The problem, our brothers, will pay the price with their lives, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Xiaohan's voice was not loud and very soft, but after hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Han Li stood up immediately and said anxiously: "I understand, I understand, brother Han, don't worry, I'll go back, I must send someone to keep an eye on Jinlong Villa immediately, and if there is any trouble in them, I will notify everyone in time."

"Hehe, that's the right thing to do." As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan patted the dust on Han Li's shoulder lightly, and said with a slight smile, "Don't forget, there is also Zhao Xiaolong. You know, do you understand? From today on, what I want is to be foolproof!"

"Understood, Brother Han." Han Li nodded fiercely, almost swearing. After seeing Han Li nodding, Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand and said: "Okay, you go back, remember, in the future The situation, I don’t want to see it again, the next time I see you, I hope I will praise you, not like this, understand?”

"Understood, Brother Han!"

This time, Han Li didn't fool a bit, nodded, turned around and left, looking at the back of Han Li who turned and left, Zhao Xiaohan turned his head, looked at Kunzi angrily, shook his head helplessly and said: "Kunzi, when will you change your violent temper?"

"I guess I can't change it." Kunzi looked at Zhao Xiaohan with an aggrieved face, spread his hands and said, "Brother Han, haven't you heard a word? It's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change the nature. It’s not easy to change, what should I do?”

Hearing Kunzi's words, Zhao Xiaohan also felt helpless and had a headache. Kunzi's violent temper was really a big problem. His violent temper caused him to suffer from morning and night. However, it was the first time he met Kunzi Wasn't Kunzi the same kind of virtue now?

A year has passed, but I haven't seen any progress, but my temper is getting bigger and bigger.

However, what Kunzi said is true, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change!

"Try to restrain your temper in the future, otherwise, you will suffer in the future." Zhao Xiaohan looked at Kunzi helplessly, after saying this, lit a cigarette, and walked out of the living room slowly, just What he didn't expect was that one day later, Kunzi really suffered a big loss because of his temper.

Outside the living room, Zhao Zilong was leaning on the railing to smoke a cigarette. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan coming out of the living room, he turned his head and looked back, and continued to stare out the window in a daze. Looking at Zhao Zilong's slightly sad look, Zhao Xiaohan Shaking his head and smiling, he walked forward and said softly, "When did you develop the habit of smoking?"

He remembered that Zhao Zilong never smoked before, and it seemed that he taught him to smoke for the first time.

When he smoked for the first time, Zhao Zilong almost choked to the point of tears, but unexpectedly, after more than half a year, Zhao Zilong has become very proficient in smoking.

"In the desert." Zhao Zilong took another puff of his cigarette, and said with blurred eyes: "In the desert, watching this group of fools desperately, I feel very similar to when I was a child. I, unlike them, I didn't even know why I was alive at that time, maybe, for me at that time, I survived just to have a steamed bun to eat!"

Listening to Zhao Zilong's words, Zhao Xiaohan just narrowed his eyes lightly, but didn't say a word, Zhao Zilong is indeed a man with a story, but Zhao Xiaohan couldn't understand a little bit, Zhao Zilong said so much, What does it have to do with his smoking?

Why did he jump from smoking to his life experience in minutes?Zhao Xiaohan couldn't figure it out, could it be that he was old and couldn't keep up with the thinking of young people?

"After thinking about it, I remembered a sentence you said, a man does not have to smoke, but he must be able to smoke, so I bought a cigarette, and then I smoked it every day, and I was in a good mood. If I’m in a bad mood, I’ll smoke another one. Slowly, I found that I like the smell of tobacco.”

As he spoke, Zhao Zilong took another puff of cigarette, then took out another cigarette from the cigarette case in his pocket, put it on the tip of his nose, took a deep sniff, and said with an intoxicated expression. : "Try it, the smell of tobacco, doesn't it smell particularly good?"

"Did I say that?" Zhao Xiaohan thought about it carefully, but he still didn't remember when he said that sentence. Men don't have to smoke, but they must smoke. It's so philosophical and life-savvy Did he really say that sentence?

Well, after thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

"Jingle Bell."

Just when Zhao Xiaohan realized this sentence, suddenly, his cell phone rang. When he picked up the phone, he found the words Zhao Xiaolong displayed on it. When he saw these words, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes. He rolled his eyes, turned around, went back to the living room, and connected the phone.

"Hello, Brother Xiaohan?"

On the opposite side, Zhao Xiaolong's voice came, and it was still the unshakable brother Xiaohan. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Zhao Xiaohan said kindly: "It's me, what's the matter, is there something wrong?"

"I want to chat with you, do you have time?"

"Yes, time, place."

"This afternoon, four o'clock, Xuanwu District, Starbucks, see you on the second floor."

"Okay, see you at four in the afternoon!"

After the voice fell, Zhao Xiaohan hung up the phone, but at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed!