It's not too late for the first time

Money is a good thing.

But who can be remembered by future generations, the key is not how much money a person earns, but how he spends the money.

Looking at Yang Muchu who was obediently waiting for instructions beside him, Yang Muchu felt that money was really a good thing.

He never regretted the deal with Du Luning, and part of the money in his hand was used by him to support the Kuomintang in driving out the Japanese invaders.

only……

Things don't seem to be simple.

He took the medicine, put down the water glass in his hand, and glanced at Yang Muchi casually, feeling a sense of worry in his heart.

Things are certainly not simple.

Like most truths in this world, they are never simple.

Sometimes we lift the curtain and think we've seen the truth, only to be surprised by what lies behind it.

The sky after the rain is always blue, and it has been nearly a week since Yang Muchu was injured - the time is too short, so short that Yang Muchu has not yet found out the mastermind of the assassination.

Or it should be said that he found out, but didn't believe it.

Anyway, things are so chaotic that they can no longer restore their true colors. Whether it is the Kuomintang, the Communist Party, or the patriots who have been mobilized, no matter who is inferred, the person involved has already died in the smoke of the gunpowder, and there is no evidence .

And no matter what kind of answer, he didn't want to see it.

But a week is actually a long time.

Long enough for Yang Muci to make up his mind and carry out the original plan, Li Daitao froze.

——This is the plan he had been preparing for a long time.

Ever since he took over the task assigned by Virgo, he has been observing and imitating Yang Muchu's daily behaviors, and the financial management he studied in college also helped him quickly familiarize himself with the operation of Yang's enterprise.

Whether it's socializing in the upper class, or Yang Muchu's occasional pompous expression, he can calmly hide the truth.

It's almost like everything is ready, he just needs to choose an appropriate time.

But God knows how many opportunities he has missed!

Yang Muchu never guarded against him, and the time they spend alone can be said to be everywhere.

But precisely because of this, he was even more reluctant to do so.

It's like calling 'big brother' to confirm the inviolable relationship between the two.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes how dangerous his position was this time, he might still be hesitating until now.

Fortunately, the determination has been made, and the hesitation and hesitation are gone, but it is replaced by incomparable entanglement.

He was not only entangled, but also felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Probably the only thing to be thankful for was that Yang Muchu didn't know about it yet.

Yang Muchu's injury was still not healed, and he fell ill again.

He has never practiced martial arts, and he can only be regarded as a frail scholar in front of his brother who is capable of martial arts. Now that he is injured and sick, he is extremely weak.

On the other hand, Yang Muci suffered major and minor injuries during his missions, but he was always healthy.

Yang Muchu was almost jealous of the other party.

Yang Muchu was just putting the book that Yang Muchu had put beside the bed back on the shelf, as if he had noticed his gaze, he turned around and smiled gently.

He laughs a lot lately.

Maybe it's because playing Yang Muchu these days has gotten used to smiling, maybe it's to cover up what he's doing.

Seeing Yang Muchu lying down to rest, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, the peace on his face can be erased and replaced with incomparable self-blame and guilt.

In fact, he was already surrounded by what he called remorse and guilt.Although many years of tempering in the military have cultivated a hard heart, but every time he faces this person, what he has learned is always useless.

He gently tidied up the things on the table, and couldn't help but glance at Yang Muchu.

The person in front of him, the person who fell asleep peacefully, had the same appearance as him.

This person is his elder brother.

Although his elder brother has a bad personality, he is very kind to him.

When they didn't know each other before, his eldest brother saved him.

How to save?

Use your own blood to save him, or spend days and nights blindfolded, fighting for your own life with the King of Hades.

Although the other party always looks reluctant, and even repays favors afterwards and takes advantage of the fire to rob.

But he was in danger several times and almost lost his life, but this person rescued him.

Moreover, Yang Muci actually didn't care much about the reported reports and the robbery, but he was a little angry when faced with the other party's poisonous tongue and provocation.

……

Yang Muci thought about it slowly, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

He thought of their first acquaintance, the misunderstanding in the torture room of the detective department, the thrill in the underground tunnel of Zhabei Bank, and the parting at the train station...

When he thought of the young opera singer who was still "guest" at home, he couldn't help curling his lips.