The quiet needle dropping in the hall can be heard. Although Zhao Sanjin's words are straightforward, they are still a bit ugly, because he knows very well that these words are questioning the brotherhood between sique and Pierre John in the past 23 years. It is estimated that any party will be angry.

"You're right... There's a problem!" Si que sighed. His positive eyes fell on Zhao Sanjin and said with a bitter smile: "I think he's going to do it to you or me, but to the three of us!"

Zhao Sanjin, who was still worried for a few minutes, didn't expect Si que to say such a sentence at all. He didn't know how to answer it at once.

"I know Pierre John very well. For 23 years, I know him as if I knew Si Le. Even to say an ugly word, I don't know Si Le as well as he."

Sique's eyes became somewhat empty. Leaning on the sofa, sique seemed to fall into a long memory. He couldn't help but say, "I met Pierre John when I first arrived in New York City. When I met Siyue's mother, he and I have become brothers and brothers. Now it's 23 years!"

The feeble voice of Si Le's words more revealed his helpless mood at the moment.

Now Zhao Sanjin, who has lost his memory, has no obvious concept of the word brother. However, this does not mean that he does not know what brother means or what brother's opposition means.

Zhao Sanjin wanted to answer, but he didn't know what to say. He could only wriggle the corners of his mouth twice and finally gave up.

"Father, I don't like Pierre William!" on the other hand, Si Le took the lead in putting pressure on his father, and his words were clear, and there was no room for maneuver at all.

This made the sparrow cry and laugh. He stroked Si Le's head and said with a smile: "you silly girl, I didn't say I wanted you to marry Pierre William."

"You go back to your room first. Zhao Sanjin and I have something to say!" this is the first time in the history of sique to call Zhao Sanjin, which is enough to show that sique likes this thing.

After a hesitation, Si Le set his eyes on Zhao Sanjin. After seeing the latter nodding slowly, he nodded and left the hall.

In such a big hall, only Zhao Sanjin and Si que are left. Although Zhao Sanjin doesn't know what Si que is going to say or what decision to make, he knows that the next topic must have something to do with him.

"If you were given another choice, would you take Si Le back to China?" Si que felt that he didn't know what to say. As for the problem between him and Pierre John, it could only be solved between them. Si que certainly wouldn't let Zhao Sanjin participate, so he had to change the topic and ask.

"If Uncle you were killed, I would!" now, unlike in the past, sique asked this question again. Zhao Sanjin knew the meaning of it.

"If it weren't for your age, I would have to think you were an old monster who has lived in his 70s and 80s." Zhao Sanjin's speculation about people's hearts is really in place. Si que not only agrees with this, but also feels terrible.

Zhao Sanjing really didn't know how to pick it up. He smiled bitterly and said he was quite speechless.

"One thing, I think I should tell you." sique stood up. Sique, who rarely smoked, gave Zhao Sanjin a cigarette and was refused, but he smoked.

Zhao Sanjin didn't want to say anything, but looking at the feeling of loss of will, he couldn't help reminding him: "if uncle has been holding the determination to die to duel with Pierre John, there's no need to say."

"Why?" the sparrow was a little puzzled. They were all about to die. Was their words good? What you should listen to at this time is right!

"Because... I don't want to talk to a dying man!" Zhao Sanjin's answer was very bad, which shocked the sparrow's body, almost falling with an unstable center of gravity.

"This matter has nothing to do with my life and death, but it has something to do with Si Le!" Si que understood Zhao Sanjin's meaning. A flash of pure light flashed in his dark eyes, and the whole person seemed to be enlightened.

"You say it!" Zhao Sankin said nothing more and made a look of listening.

The sparrow took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Sanjin seriously and said slowly, "what do you think my last name is?"

"What?" Zhao Sanjin didn't understand the meaning of Si Que's words. He murmured and asked, "last name? What's your last name?"

"Yes, you think the surname of Si Le and I is' Si '?" Si que outlined a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, which made Zhao Sanjin ask in a confused way: "isn't it?"

Zhao Sanjin thinks that Si Que's words are not nonsense? It's all called sique. Isn't it that the surname 'Si' can also be called 'peel'?

"Of course not!" Si que suddenly looked at Zhao Sanjin with a smile and said slowly, "I revive the south palace!"

"Nangong?" Zhao Sankin frowned lightly and whispered, "Nangong? Reviving Nangong? Nangong sparrow?"

At first, Zhao Sanjin didn't think there was any problem, but he suddenly patted his head and shouted, "uncle, you're talking about the Nangong family in Yanjing, China, who can be among the top three?"

"I'm afraid China can't live in the south palace without becoming a collateral member of the Yanjing south palace family?" Si Que's eyebrows were light, and he still had this basic confidence.

Zhao Sanjin shook his head with a smile and said, "I really didn't expect that my uncle had such a powerful side. Is Nangong aristocratic family a legitimate son or a common son? Or a collateral branch?"

Zhao Sanjin asked several questions at once. After all, he would never believe that the legitimate son of the Nangong family would be willing to set up a gangster organization abroad and would not return home for 23 years.

However, sique's answer was beyond Zhao Sanjin's expectation.

"Of course it's the legitimate son, Nangong sique, the third in the family!" sique looked arrogant and clearly wanted to annoy Zhao Sanjin.

To tell you the truth, Zhao Sanjin was really angry, but not because Si que was the legitimate son of Nangong family, but because of his next sentence.