A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

Everyone around stared at Zhou Bu with unfriendly expressions. Under their gaze, Zhou Bu sat there somewhat uncomfortably and straightened his back.

The brother on the opposite side lost all his chips.

A cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and suddenly a group of people came out from upstairs, holding weapons in their hands that are not allowed in China.

He roughly lifted Zhou Bu up and pressed him against the wall, with his hands clasped behind his back.

George and the others hid in the crowd, waiting for Zhou Bu's order to break in and take him away.

Zhou Bu still had that expressionless look on his face.

Jane hid in the crowd and secretly complained to John, including but not limited to, how this young master was really pretentious, and what era it was now, and he was still using breaking cups as a signal!

The leader said that they suspected Zhou was cheating and wanted to search him.

This body search was obviously not one that Zhou had not consented to.

The leader reached out and touched Zhou Wei's waist.

There was a weapon of his own - a gun.

Zhou Bu quickly broke free from the person behind him and took out the weapon that the leader had not touched.

Press it while you take a breath.

The leader fell to the ground, holding his legs and wailing loudly.

Zhou Buze remained calm.

The Chinese education he received since childhood did not allow him to do anything more excessive to the person in front of him.

The dark holes in the circles were all facing him. As a person whose life was under great threat at the moment, he laughed out loud in the encirclement.

Zhou Bu felt his body trembling slightly, that was the adrenaline surging.

At this moment, he finally realized that he had grown up well.

There is no year-round bad luck or illness.

The memory of the child who kept begging his parents to commit suicide, the child who crawled on the ground weakly because of a sip of water, the little girl who was not seriously ill but suffocated to death in her father's arms because the situation was tense and she could not get medicine, all these things seemed to be shadows surrounding him, receding at a rapid speed.

Zhou Bu took a deep breath of the air in the casino, which was not good at the moment, and could even be said to be very bad.

The luxurious dark-colored decoration looked grey under the dim light, and the air was filled with second-hand smoke that seemed to never dissipate, blocking the view like fog.

In the corner, a handsome young man in casual clothes was surrounded by a group of vicious people and could die at any time.

And the boy was smiling.

The laughter is like surviving a disaster.

Fifteen is not considered too young, and since his fifteenth birthday, Zhou Bu has been making preparations wholeheartedly.

He strives for perfection, respects his elders, accompanies his parents, fulfills the expectations of his father and grandfather, and tries his best to repay their kindness in raising him.

He was actually very afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past few times, but if he could be given a quick death, he would be content. After all, he had enjoyed the scenery for so many years, and he was just afraid that the people who loved him would be sad.

It’s a lifelong bond. I will try my best to live up to my parents, brothers, close friends and relatives.

He came to the worst place and saw the worst world. He was imprisoned but full of joy.

Although he was in danger, he seemed to have finally been reborn.

Feeling the threat to his life, it was as if the shackles that had trapped him for several lifetimes fell to the ground, as if he could not see them.

All the things in the past are in the past. From now on, don’t be afraid of life or death. Cherish your limited time and savor the ups and downs of life and the beautiful scenery of the four seasons.

From now on, you are a free man, your body is free, like a flying bird, you will live a glorious and free life, savoring the weight of time and life.

All future life experiences, good or bad, are gifts.

Zhou Bu was not afraid at all and was laughing like a lunatic.

After laughing enough, he stood up and straightened his appearance habitually.

Looking up the stairs opposite.

There was a man standing on the stairs, his black shirt half open, a scar between his eyebrows, his skin the dark yellow color unique to Southeast Asia, and he had a fierce look.

When the man saw Zhou Bu looking at him, he put out his half-smoked cigarette.

The two looked at each other through the smoke. Zhou Bu could see the man's appearance clearly through the smoke. He said, "You are too dark. You don't look like Xiaochuan at all."

The man laughed when he heard that. "This is the skin color that a Southeast Asian should have. Do you think everyone looks like that boy? He has a chubby face."

Zhou Qi also leaned lazily against the wall, and said to the man in the confusion of the people around him, "Southeast Asians have this skin color. Are you Southeast Asian?"

The man smiled again, "After so many years, I'm almost Southeast Asian."

Zhou Qi took out a cigarette that he got from somewhere and lit it up for himself. He never touched these cigarettes before, for fear that he would die at the slightest disturbance.

Zhou Bu took a puff of his cigarette and said to the man, "Bullshit!"

Jian was in the crowd, looking at Zhou Bu in surprise. Why did this young master, who was so pretentious before, suddenly let go of something and became so down-to-earth?

Her limited brain prevents her from expressing herself well.

The man waved his hand, signaling those who were gathered around to disperse.

The man's name is Zhou and his brother's name is Chuan.

Two brothers without a surname.

The brothers' father was a Chinese man who married a Burmese woman. They lived in love and harmony with each other.

The man is a true Chinese man who loves his son and cares for his wife.

Then riots broke out in the area and their father died in the riots.

The Burmese woman did not abandon her two children and run away.

The woman managed to keep the three men alive by standing on the street.

Then one day he never came back. It was normal for people to die in a place like that.

Zhou Bu and his grandmother traveled around the world. At that time, Chuan was the same age as Zhou Bu.

Same children, different destinies.

Xiaochuan stared at Zhou Bu, who was dressed neatly and elegantly, tasting local snacks, his chubby face full of greed.

Zhou Bu asked his grandmother to help the two brothers. Zhou Bu spent the few days with the two brothers in Myanmar when he was a child.

A sum of money allowed the two of them to barely support themselves as they grew up.

Until Chuanzai, who was studying in Jiangnan, met the young master Zhou Yi, who was very successful.

Zhou Bu was very surprised, and even more surprised that Chuan recognized him.

Ogawa said that his brother is now very rich, has his own casino, and is protected by local people.

His brother asked Xiaochuan to go abroad to study, and it would be best if he could settle down in another country in the future and not go back to Myanmar.

Ogawa agreed verbally, but in his heart he was thinking that his brother was still there.

A simple kindness, a not-so-important sum of money to Zhou Bu, and two lives, now they are two living brothers.

For the first time, Zhou felt that the money was well spent.

Zhou and Chuan do not have surnames, but Myanmar does not have fixed surnames either. The "Wu" before the name of a Burmese person is not a surname, but a respectful title, meaning Mr.

Ever since Zhou was first called "Wu", his surname has been Wu.

Wu Zhou said: He wants to always remember the feeling of having dignity.

As a result, Zhou's life security rate rose sharply.

He moved into Zhou Hechuan's house with his bodyguards.

The bodyguards sincerely felt that this kind of business was very comfortable and they could make money without doing anything.

Zhou Bu lived in northern Myanmar for a long time, nearly two months.

With Wu Zhou leading the way, he saw a lot of things that he could not see by unconventional means.

Wu Zhou felt a little sorry. After all, his background was not clean and he felt that he had let down Comrade Jiang.

He remembered what old comrade Jiang Yunzhi had said: grow up well and be a clean person.

The two brothers had a special feeling towards Zhou Qi and the old lady, just like people who were about to freeze to death in a snowstorm, and suddenly someone gave them the capital to continue living, then touched the brothers' heads randomly and told them to grow up well.

Because of the special feelings, I feel even more guilty.

Zhou Qi patted Wu Zhou on the shoulder and said, "People must first satisfy their physiological needs, then their safety needs, and then other social needs, dignity needs, and so on."

"You've done very well. At least Chuan is on your shoulders. You can pursue your self-worth now. Grandma won't blame you."

Zhou smiled slightly under Zhou Wei's comfort.

Zhou Qi followed Wu Zhou and had a brief look, which was enough to shock and silence him.

After all, Wu Zhou was just a local who had some dealings with "them".

He himself didn't want to get too involved with them. He still had a younger brother to take care of, and he tried his best to keep himself "clean".

Zhou Bu thought about what he had learned and then thought about what he had experienced in his previous lives.

I have a deep feeling that people were more pure in the past.

Even if they were bad guys, they were just bad in a purely bad way, unlike now, when people are extremely bad.