Barrier of Light

Cui Zhongcheng stood on the layers of dead leaves, looked at the long and narrow mountain road in the distance, and reached out to knock on the car window.

There was another person sitting in the car.

"Mr. Xiao Cui..."

Zhao Qi was sitting on pins and needles. He didn't dare to get out of the car and looked through the car window in the direction Lu Nanzhi came from. He knew better than anyone what this conversation meant... what his father was going to do to him in the Liberty Auditorium. Things, tell the truth.

None of the people under Lu Nan Zhi's hands are good!

But... there seems to be good news.

This time Lu Nanzhi came, and it seemed that she didn't bring anyone with her.

At least so far, he hasn't seen the disaster star he fears most...

"Where did the crow go? Is he here?" Zhao Qi huddled in the back seat and carefully observed the circle, fearing that he would be discovered by the other side. However, after looking for a long time, he realized that Lu Nanzhi seemed to have only two people with him.

I had met one before at a free dance.

It seems like someone from the tribunal?

The other one... was dressed very strangely, wearing a round-shouldered cloak. He shouldn't be an extraordinary person from Dongzhou, but looking at his outfit, he didn't look like a master.

Zhao Qi's eyesight was limited and he was afraid that he might miss something.

"Song Ci didn't come." Cui Zhongcheng said calmly, "Why, are you afraid of being beaten by him?"

"no……"

Zhao Qi swallowed, his voice was very low, and he corrected without any confidence: "...because he was afraid of being beaten to death."

That guy Song Ci is known as a lunatic.

He was caught red-handed before the dance and was almost skinned.

If he were here today, he would not dare to get out of this car no matter what.

Cui Zhongcheng adjusted his glasses and said softly: "I might as well tell you the truth. Song Ci was injured in the battle against the [Apostle] and is currently recovering from his injuries."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"But... can you escape for a day or a year?" Mr. Xiao Cui added: "After the battle between the apostles, Song Ci's status is completely different from before. Now he is an important figure in the East Continent Council, absolutely The core, the [Apostle] who carries the will of the God Throne. After his injury is healed, if he wants to catch you, it will be useless if you hide anywhere in Dadu."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi was startled.

He was in a daze and said subconsciously: "But my father..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

He also saw the figure of Lu Nanzhi pushing her wheelchair through layers of dead leaves and entering the barren mountains at dusk in the car.

My own father, who was once as towering as a mountain and could not be looked up to...

Now I can only live on a chair, aging and withering, like a withered leaf.

"Think about it carefully... You don't have to obey the old man's previous arrangement, but if you insist on staying in Dadu, no one can guarantee what your tomorrow will be like. Maybe one day, Song Ci, who is so angry that he will punch your head, will It's not impossible to beat him to pieces." Cui Zhongcheng said calmly: "Of course... these are all under the premise that Madam forgives you. If she chooses not to forgive you today, even going to Beizhou... is a luxury."

Zhao Qi opened his mouth but stopped talking.

He wanted to ask Mr. Xiao Cui to save him...but he thought that the parliamentary assistant who held the key for "Zhao" rejected his request a long time ago.

He originally thought that he could be very indulgent and happy while being a puddle of mud in his life.

Who can refuse his request?

Who dares to refuse his request?

It wasn't until the mountain he hated the most was about to collapse... that Zhao Qi realized his stupidity.

Mud has a wall to rely on, and it has nothing to do with the mud, but everything to do with the wall.

After the wall falls...the mud will have no choice but to live in the pit.

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Zhao Qi lowered his head, seeming to be deep in thought... In fact, his mind was completely blank, and his future choices and encounters were all turned into a mud at this moment.

On the day of the candidate candidate ceremony, Lu Nanzhi jumped out and voted against him, standing opposite to his father and opposite to Hua Zhi... At that time, he thought that this woman would lose miserably.

But looking at it now, I was wrong.

Father's choice to talk to Lu Nanzhi here today was already a compromise.

When did my father compromise?

The debate over bills in Dadu... I'm afraid it won't be long before it comes to an end.

So, how should you choose?

Really... are you going to Beizhou?

"Dong dong dong."

While Zhao Qi was thinking wildly, a gentle tapping sound came from the car window. Young Master Zhao looked up with a blank look on his face and saw a familiar face.

This boy... was the security officer responsible for checking the guests entering during the free dance.

In the past, this was a small character that I would never have even looked at.

Now it's different... This is Lu Nanzhi's personal attendant, and he may have to deal with him next.

Zhao Qi rolled down the window and tried his best to smile.

"Judgment Office, Gu Shen." Cui Zhongcheng simply introduced Gu Shen and said, "Mr. Shu's closed disciple, the new S-class."

"I've admired him for a long time..." Zhao Qi sat in the car and didn't want to move. To be precise, he didn't dare to move.

I'm hiding in this corner, and I'm looking for you, what good can I do?

"You're welcome... Mr. Zhao, we are all old acquaintances." Gu Shen smiled and asked, "Mr. Xiao Cui, can I have a chat with him alone?"

Since when... Gu Shen and Zhao Qi have become old acquaintances?

Cui Zhongcheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He saw Zhao Qi's hunched-up posture in the car, and the expression of resistance written on his face... That expression almost showed our unfamiliarity written on his face.

Zhao Qi looked at Cui Zhongcheng asking for help.

Is this hoping that I will politely refuse?

Mr. Xiao Cui said in a very soft voice: "Since we are old acquaintances, I won't disturb you two from reminiscing."

He did not speak for Zhao Qi, but chose to leave.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Gu Shen gently pressed down the rolled-down window glass with one hand. The palm of his hand did not exert much force, but the master control system of the entire car connected to the deep sea failed. Zhao Qi, who was trying hard to maintain a dignified manner, poked the remote control button. The windows can no longer be rolled up.

"Master Zhao?"

Gu Shen frowned slightly and said with a smile, "You don't seem to welcome me?"

"No way..." Zhao Qi smiled palely, "It's just that we've only met once, so we don't seem to be old acquaintances... I guess there's nothing to talk about... right?"

"Oh...really?"

Gu Shen said softly: "Think about it carefully, have you really only met once?"

Zhao Qi was stunned.

A wisp of flame flashed from the center of Gu Shen's eyebrows, bringing a wisp of memory from one late night in the old city into Zhao Qi's mind.

Night breeze. street lights. motorcycle. Alcohol.

And...a hard punch.

Countless flashbacks, and finally like a firing pin igniting, Zhao Qi woke up from his memory in an instant, gasping for air, and looked at the young man outside the car window in shock.

"That night, was it you?!"

Gu Shen smiled softly, "So... we are old acquaintances."

He pointed to the car and asked: "I want to talk to you... Should you come out or should I go in?"