Speaking of which, there was no such thing as luck in this world.
Of course, opportunities were indispensable.
However, it did not mean that everyone had this opportunity that seemed to be like a stone on the roadside.
It was undeniable that Feng Siming did have such an opportunity and innate condition.
However…
The current Young Master Feng was indeed very accurate.
It was like a rock by the roadside.
Along the way, Zhuge Tiancai, whom Feng Siming had jokingly called Brother Pig, mentioned something that Feng Siming had neglected for a long time.
What if your brother betrays you in the future?
Of course, Young Master Feng Siming had already stated this a long time ago.
However, making a statement was one thing, and doing it was another.
What is useful cannot be used. What I am afraid of is that I cannot control it. What cannot be used must be used, because I can completely control it. Using what cannot be used to control it is not that I am controlled by others, but that I dominate others.
However, there were indeed not many who could achieve it.
It was very difficult, very difficult.
Therefore, Feng Siming began to ponder this question.
He had read a lot of books, but putting it into practice was another matter.
The night is so cold
I smell your wounds
But with friendship
Acting out the fickleness of life
I'm destined to be lonely
Betrayal for glory
Will be destined to be difficult to repay
Justice is shining with blood
The gun pointed at the brotherhood
Many years of life and death
But you can't give me back my true appearance
The disguise came to an end
How the plot is out of control
Under the banner
Bone-chilling cold
How many years, how many dreams, how much love, how much hate, how much melancholy, one by one replay
I've challenged the court, called myself king, blocked the spear, crossed the river, you've fought for me, I've never forgotten
Your laughter, your tears, your hurt, your hesitation, your ideals are all engraved in my heart
The disguise came to an end
How the plot is out of control
Under the banner
Bone-chilling cold
Definitely.
He couldn't bet on kindness with despair.
He couldn't afford it. He couldn't afford it.
Therefore, he had to be careful and careful.
Feng Siming and Zhu Ge started to talk nonsense again.
The night was quiet and everyone was asleep. In the silence, the snow-white angel slowly descended from the night sky. The light snow and the dance music of the night came.
The night was still quiet.
The moon still shines on Jiujiang
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