City of Streamer

Jia Shang whistled very happily, and drove his car into a small road.

The Meng family's car roared and followed.

They have already left the concession, and the more they open, the more desolate they are, with dilapidated brick houses on both sides. Rong Jiashang rammed left and right in the small road, but the Meng family was like a crab with its tail caught and couldn't get rid of it.

"Where is this place?" Feng Shizhen was a little confused, "Are we lost?"

Rong Jiashang's answer was to slam on the brakes.

The car stopped abruptly with the harsh braking sound. Feng Shizhen was in shock, gasping for breath. When he looked up, he saw the headlights shining on a brick wall.

"We're trapped?" She gasped.

Rong Jiashang grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said softly, "It's okay. Don't be afraid."

"You..." Feng Shizhen wanted to ask, but the chasing soldiers from behind had already surrounded them, and the horns blared, blocking their car at the end of the alley.

Feng Shizhen was restless and desperate, like a cage trapped beast, he couldn't help holding Rong Jia's hand tightly, showing his wholehearted attachment to this man for the first time. Rong Jiashang was not nervous, but hugged her happily. His breath was full of unquenched frenzy, and a hot kiss was stamped on her cold, sweaty forehead.

"Don't be afraid." He kissed the woman he loved, "It's almost over."

Meng Xu'an got out of the car, looked at Rong Jia from a distance, and said, "Young Master Rong, why do you need to do this? Filial piety is the first priority. Just treat yourself as atoning for your father's sins and filial piety."

However, Rong Jiashang tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Boss Meng is so lenient in worrying, but he doesn't think about himself much. It's really selfless. It's a pity—"

The next moment, the light shines. The bright lights shot down from all directions, illuminating the narrow alleys like daylight!

Feng Shizhen closed his eyes subconsciously, and there was a clattering sound of bullets being loaded in his ears. Rong Jiashang immediately raised his hand to cover her eyes, and thoughtfully shielded her from the dazzling light.

When Feng Shizhen got used to the strong light, he opened his eyes and found that the entire alley was surrounded. On the roof, behind the window, and in the corner, there were men in black with guns standing.

And the muzzles of the guns were all aimed at Meng Xian's group who were trapped in the center!

Under the dazzling light and the dark barrel, Meng Xu'an still smiled gracefully and lightly. Only Feng Shizhen could discern the shock and anger in his heart at the moment from the twitching eyebrows and the curvature of the corners of his lips.

As arrogant and conceited as Meng Xian, how could he tolerate his momentary miscalculation, turning from a hunter into a prey for anyone to slaughter?

Rong Jia's move was tantamount to reaching out and slapping Meng Xian's face.

Feng Shizhen couldn't help but turn his head to look at the young man beside him again.

Rong Jiashang had only experienced a fierce fight. His hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled, but he became more and more arrogant and uninhibited. He also had an old-fashioned composure, which made him stand up for the whole tense scene just by standing here. . He took off his suit jacket and put it on Feng Shizhen's bare shoulders. The white shirt was still stained with blood, and his shoulders were stretched and straight as loose.

"Boss Meng." Rong Jia cupped his hands, and was also polite and elegant, "Junior would like to ask you, how is my urn doing?"

Meng Xian's brows twitched fiercely, and the smile on his face could not be maintained.

Ma Dagui shouted angrily, "Shang Rong Jia, how dare you? Do you know who our Mr. Meng is?"

"Of course I do." Rong Jia smiled slightly, "Boss Meng also knows who I am, but he dares to take my life in front of the public. I know that my father is sorry for the Meng family. But I don't know that Boss Meng's resentment is so deep that he wants to kill someone to vent his anger. Now I just want to invite Boss Meng to come home with me for tea and reminiscence. Speaking of which, I am much kinder and gentler than him. "

Meng Xian's face was lit up by the light, making his face more distinct, showing a bit of a hideous look. He said coldly: "Your father climbed up on the corpses of others, and you sat on the throne made of corpses to inherit his country. It is true that if there is a father, there must be a son."

Rong Jia put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said nonchalantly, "I see that my father is really sorry for Sister Ling's sake and is open to Boss Meng. I just want to ask Boss Meng to go back and sign a few agreements with me. The golden unicorn will be returned to the original owner, and then he will personally **** you and your nephew who should be taking medicine on the ship back to the United States. Boss Meng, what do you think?"

"Rong Dingkun actually raised such a woman's benevolent son." Meng Xian raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly.

"You're welcome." Rong Jiashang chuckled disapprovingly, "Boss Meng, please get in the car."

The Rong family swarmed up and surrounded Meng Xian. Ma Dagui and a group of men from the Meng family were handed over and searched, **** and escorted aside.

A black car stopped at the entrance of the alley.

"Boss Meng, please." Rong Jia came over.

Meng Xian's hands were bound, but he did not see the slightest embarrassment. He turned his head and showed an unidentified smile at Feng Shizhen, who had a stiff face, and got into the car gracefully, as if he was about to go to a banquet.

Rong Jia turned around and took Feng Shizhen's hand, and pulled her into the car together.

Feng Shizhen's heart was beating wildly, and a strong voice reminded her not to follow. However, his body seemed to be under control, obediently following Rong Jia up.

When he came to his senses, he was already sitting in the car. Rong Jiashang held her in his arms almost domineering, and silently swore possession. On the opposite side of the spacious carriage was Meng Xian, who was sandwiched between two thugs. #####

one one two

The car drove smoothly on the dark and silent street at midnight.

With a smile on his face, Meng Xian leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed manner.

Rong Jiashang's eyes were gleaming in the dark compartment, like the eyes of beasts that prey at night, vigilant, calm, and silently staring at the selected prey.

Two men, one old, one young, one old and wicked, and one smart and tough.

The conflict seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, but it was eerily suppressed, as if both sides were waiting for the next opportunity to break the deadlock.

Meng Xian's eyes fell on Feng Shizhen's bare neck, his brows slightly wrinkled, and he said, "You lost the coral necklace I gave you?"

Feng Shizhen touched the neckline subconsciously. Rong Jiashang took her hand, clasped her fingers, and said, "It's just a bunch of coral chains. If you lose it, you will lose it. She is old-fashioned and not suitable for a young girl like Shizhen."

A string of slippery beads with body temperature wrapped around Feng Shizhen's wrist. She lowered her head in surprise, only to see a string of familiar southern red beads dangling on her white wrist.

"This is still suitable for you." Rong Jiashang held Feng Shizhen's hand tightly and smiled softly, "Shizhen is like a hibiscus in clear water, and it doesn't need too much decoration. Some people don't understand your beauty, so they insist on sending you to ladies and gentlemen. Dressing up is self-defeating."

Meng Xu'an sneered, "You seem to understand her."

Feng Shizhen's heart skipped a beat, and secretly said, "Here it is!"

Meng Xian used his low and magnetic voice and a tone full of malice, and said slowly: "You should ask this beautiful woman in your arms what kind of person she is."

Feng Shizhen was actually already prepared, but when this moment came, her body still couldn't help being as stiff as a frozen rock. As if waiting for the long-predicted fate to land on him, with the ringing of the bell, the halo and disguise peeled off inch by inch, revealing the unknown true face that had been hidden for a long time, and went to meet the trial.

"Young Master Rong, why don't you think about it, since Miss Feng entered your Rong's house, how many unusual things have happened?" Meng Xu'an enjoyed Feng Shizhen's paler face, and the more he spoke, the more happy he said, "Who stole the information? Who let the concubine go? The good friends and relatives turned against each other, and who was the one who sow discord?"

Feng Shizhen stood motionless, feeling that Rong Jiashang's arm around him loosened. She didn't look up at Rong Jia, but she could feel the man's burning gaze falling on her face.

"Boss Meng, what do you want to say?" Rong Jiashang opened his mouth leisurely, his voice was smooth and clear, like a lake lit by moonlight, so calm that there was not a trace of waves, "She said she knew it was my father who set Wen Chun on fire. Li? Said she was approaching me for revenge?"

The chaotic breath rolled in his chest, as if his lungs were emptied. It was as if a sharp ice blade had been inserted into the back of his heart, and the bone-piercing coldness and severe pain radiated from his chest and spread to all parts of his body along the blood.

he knows!

he knows?

"What else?" Rong Jiashang continued, "She is the one you sent. Let her create chaos, steal information, and then seduce me by the way, coax me to leave the family, and run away with her? Boss Meng, these are all It's an old article. If you want to play a gimmick, you have to say something new."

Feng Shizhen lowered his head slightly, most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the strong light, as pale as marble. The shield that she had used to disguise herself for a long time was originally made of glass, and it had long been covered with fine lines that she could not see. At this moment, he was lightly hit and shattered into powder.

Rong Jiashang already knew it!

Meng Xu'an's gaze shifted from Feng Shizhen's bleak face to Rong Jiashang's stern face, as if he wanted to understand something, he laughed.

"No wonder you refused to go with her before. Shizhen, did you hear that?"

Feng Shizhen did not move.

Rong Jia's hand still gently rubbed the back of Feng Shizhen's cold hand, and said, "Boss Meng has no idea how many talents he has sent to our house. We are soft-handed, how can we not give back? I thought to myself. You should be tired of it, and you will change to a new way of playing. If yes, you sent Shizhen. Shizhen is really a wonderful person. I also want to thank you for sending her to me. "

Meng Xu'an smiled and said, "Then you know that Feng Shizhen originally went to seduce Ling Zun?"

Feng Shizhen raised his head in shock and anger, and stared at Meng Xu'an fiercely. She subconsciously wanted to defend herself, but then she thought, seduce or not, she is a spy, what is the difference?

Meng Xu'an looked at Feng Shizhen's expression with interest, then turned to anger and sorrow, and smiled even more happily, "It's just that she came back and said that the father is not interested in her, but the son is interested. Pretending, I don't know how much Young Master Rong bought her for?"

Feng Shizhen lowered his eyes again, his black hair wet with cold sweat pressed against his cheeks, making his complexion pale as snow.

Rong Jia stared at her expressionlessly, and said nothing.

"Shizhen, won't you say something?" Meng Xu'an asked with a smile.

"Seventh Master has said everything that can be said, what else can I say?" Feng Shizhen's voice was hoarse, as if it was the first time someone who had been mute for a long time said, "I betrayed Seventh Master, you dragged me into the water, I have nothing to complain about. Yes. As for…”

She turned her face to the side and looked at Rong Jiashang's tough and stern profile. Rong Jiashang turned his head slightly, his eyes were like the earth where the spring had suddenly left, the light of tenderness was extinguished, and the warm love had frozen. He looked at her with sensible scrutiny and indifferent alienation, and a dull resentment.

Feng Shizhen suddenly understood.

It turned out that in the past days, for different purposes, the two of them jointly built a fantasy world that existed in order to win over each other.

It seems like a fantasy, but it is real, strange and dazzling, and it depends on who can fascinate its eyes and blind its heart.

Up to now, all illusions have vanished, and who will win?

Feng Shizhen's lips moved, looking at Rong Jia's icy eyes, and said, "As for me and Young Master Rong, it's our business. Don't bother Seventh Master."

She turned her eyes back to Meng Xu'an's face and gave him a sharp look.

Meng Xian laughed in a leisurely manner. The laughter was low and magnetic, but full of irony, which was particularly harsh.

"Very good..." he said, "I hope you won't regret it."

Rong Jia's brow furrowed slightly.

Feng Shizhen saw Meng Xian's twisted wrist and exclaimed, "Grab him—"

A dazzling light suddenly lit up outside the window, the roar of the motor hit, and there was a loud bang. The windows all cracked open in that instant, the car slammed on the brakes, spun uncontrollably on the road, and then slammed into a telephone pole.

Before the impact, Rong Jiashang flew to Feng Shizhen and pressed her on the sofa, blocking most of the impact and glass shards for her. The violent impact made everyone in the car fly uncontrollably. Rong Jiashang hugged Feng Shizhen tightly, and slammed his right shoulder against the car door, causing a sharp pain.

The driver screamed and was shot to death by the rushing killer. The car door was slammed open, and four or five hands stretched out to help Meng Xian out.

"Take her." Meng Xian wiped the blood from his forehead and pointed at Feng Shizhen.

Feng Shizhen was roughly dragged out from Rong Jia's upper body and lower body. She was dizzy, her body was in pain, and her bare feet and arms were bloodstained with glass slag.

"Let go of her!" Rong Jia shouted angrily, and when he moved, there was another sharp pain in his shoulder.

Meng Xian looked at him with a sneer, took the gun from his subordinate and aimed it at his head.

"No!" Feng Shizhen used all his strength to break free, and flew over to push Meng Xu'an's hand up. The bullet slammed into the opposite streetlight, sending a burst of sparks.

"Bitch!" Meng Xian was furious, and slapped Feng Shizhen backhand, knocking her to the ground, "At this point, you still want to protect him?"

"Meng Xu'an, you are courting death!" Rong Jia roared, his eyes split.

The people of the Rong family finally caught up, the bullets flew, and it fell like raindrops. The Meng family immediately fought back, while protecting Meng Xian and retreating.

Before Meng Xian could give Rong Jia another shot, he was dragged away by the loyal guardian's men and carried into a car. Feng Shizhen was also shoved in immediately. The driver slammed on the accelerator and sped away.

The Rong family was frightened and rescued their eldest young master from the scrapped car. Rong Jia supported his injured arm, looking at the dim light of the distant car lights, his eyes were red, like a leopard that was completely irritated.

"Catch up!" He spat **** sputum on the ground, "Can't let him run away!"

"Eldest young master!" A car rushed over, and the subordinates in the car shouted loudly, "Master was shot, and he was rescued in the hospital, and the second young lady is also missing. The second master Zhao is guarding in the hospital, let us invite you Hurry over!"

The blue veins on Rong Jia's forehead were exposed, and his body couldn't help shaking. The men held him up in horror. Rong Jiashang panted heavily, closed his eyes tightly, opened them after a while, and his breath had calmed down.

"Send someone to follow Meng Xian, and report to me immediately if there is any situation." He gave orders, and finally glanced in the direction where the lights disappeared, "Go to the hospital." #####

one hundred three

Meng Xian was determined to kill Rong Jiashang, but he really had no plans to kill Rong Dingkun. Rong Dingkun was shot, and he didn't know if it was bad luck or retribution.

Rong Dingkun is also a person who has experienced a lot of bullets. He realized that there were assassins in the venue the moment the golden unicorn box was broken. It is hard to say whether the assassin came to the Rong family, but he was the first to react and set off to escape.

Seeing Rong Jia dodging bullets, Rong Dingkun made a decisive decision and dragged Mrs. Rong to the nearest gate. The others slowed them down by a beat, and they all followed behind the couple subconsciously.

It's just that Mrs. Rong's attention was on Rong Fanglin and Young Master Hashimoto in the back when the incident happened, and she didn't see that the emcee was shot. She was also unfamiliar with the sound of gunfire, and was suddenly dragged away by her husband. When Mrs. Rong realized what had happened, unlike her husband's reaction, her first thought was her children.

"Fang Lin and the others haven't come!" Mrs. Rong hurriedly grabbed her husband who was rushing forward, "Master, go find Fang Lin!"

"Let's go out first!" Rong Dingkun yelled impatiently.

"No!" How could a mother give up her child at such a critical moment? Mrs. Rong pulled Rong Dingkun back and shouted, "Fang Lin! Fang Hua!"

At this moment, the gunshots came one after another, and there was screaming in horror everywhere. Suddenly, a bullet hit the wall lamp on the wall not far away, and the broken glass almost splashed onto Rong Dingkun. He was furious, blaming his wife for being ignorant, so he just bit his teeth, shook off his wife's hand pulling his sleeve, turned around and walked away.

Mrs. Rong turned her head in disbelief, and watched her husband who had been married for 18 years leave behind him and his children, just like watching a monster appearing in its original form and fleeing with its tail between its tails.

At this moment, the hall in my heart that had been dilapidated for a long time finally collapsed and shattered into broken bricks and tiles.

Just so carelessly, Mrs. Rong was knocked to the ground by the surging crowd. The people who fled in a hurry didn't care about the people who fell, she was trampled and screamed again and again, and she couldn't get up.

Rong Dingkun buried his head in the crowd, walked quickly to the entrance of the hall, and bumped into Zhao Huaan who was rushing over. He immediately said loudly: "Huan, come out with me!"

"Where's my sister-in-law? Where are the children?" Zhao Huaan asked anxiously.

"I can't handle that much anymore!" Rong Dingkun said anxiously, "The gun is aimed at the Rong family. Hurry up and call our people."

He left his wife and daughter alone and fled first?

Zhao Huaan's shock and contempt could hardly be concealed. His temples burst out, he endured it, stuffed a gun into Rong Dingkun's hand, and said, "There is someone outside to answer, eldest brother, you go first. I'll save my sister-in-law and the others."

After speaking, he pushed Rong Dingkun and plunged into the crowd.

Rong Dingkun frowned in displeasure, turned around and pushed away a female guest who was panting against the door frame, and strode away.

But it was very unfortunate that the people from the patrol room also arrived, and they were rushing inside with guns. The two groups collided, causing a chaotic shout. Rong Dingkun was about to go out, but was blocked by a policeman.

That little policeman, Xu Shi, had just been on duty, and when he first encountered such a scene, he was a little more flustered than the guests, holding his gun and waving it, letting the crowd give way. His gun almost hit Rong Dingkun's head. Rong Dingkun was very angry and pushed the little policeman aside.

The little policeman was unsteady, grabbed Rong Dingkun's shirt subconsciously, and pulled the trigger hard with his hand holding the gun.

The gunshots exploded in the crowd, sending people screaming in shock. The moment Rong Dingkun collapsed while clutching his bleeding chest in the open space he let out. In the last sight before the coma was the back of the little policeman who fled in a panic, and the dazzling light of the chandelier.

Mrs. Rong's hair was messy, her whole body was in pain, and her voice for help became smaller and smaller. At the moment of despair, a pair of big hands reached out and helped her up.

"Shu... Is sister-in-law all right?" Zhao Huaan looked anxious, his eyes burning eagerly.

Mrs. Rong, like a man who was about to drown, was suddenly pulled ashore by a **** who fell from the sky, and took a breath of relief. Tears rolled down her, and she grabbed Zhao Huaan and said, "Rong Dingkun, the one who killed a thousand knives, left us and ran away! Go and find Fanglin! If something happens to Fanglin, I won't be alive!"

Zhao Huaan glanced at the chaotic crowd, frowned and said, "I heard that it is from Chongrong's house, so it is not safe for you to stay here."

"Don't worry about me, go find Fanglin! Go!" Mrs. Rong pushed Zhao Huaan.

"I'll take you out first!" Zhao Huaan couldn't help but put Mrs. Rong on his shoulders and strode towards the door.

Mrs. Rong has lived for nearly forty years, and this is the first time she has been unquestionably protected by a man. This rude but caring move was like a heavy hammer, slamming a loud bang in her already cold and numb heart.

In this assassination, it is really God who is fulfilling Shiori Hashimoto.

At the time of the incident, Hashimoto Taichi took the medicine and was just gasping for breath when the screams of the female guests exploded.

The crowd panicked. Mrs. Tanaka threw herself on her son and cried. Masao Hashimoto was also familiar with the sound of gunfire, and immediately noticed that it was not good, and immediately shouted to the young man: "Come on, it's dangerous here!"

Rong Fanglin was hesitant to see Taichi Hashimoto, whose life and death were unknown, but Yang Xiucheng was the first to act. Rong Fanglin stared blankly at the backs of the two, in disbelief.

"I'm here to back the commander." Wu Yunchi squatted down.

Mrs. Tanaka burst into tears, thanked her loudly in Japanese, and helped her son up with her husband. Wu Yunchi carried Taichi Hashimoto on his back, and the group walked along the corner of the wall, avoiding the flying bullets and scurrying people, and headed for the side door.

A group of Meng family thugs rushed in through the side door, shot at the sky, and drove the guests away.

Yang Xiucheng hurriedly turned around with Du Lanxin and ran to the other end. Wu Yunchi and the others reacted a beat slower and collided with the group of thugs.

"That's the two young ladies of the Rong family!" A thug recognized the Rong family sisters and rushed over in ecstasy.

Wu Yunchi turned his head and shouted at a few girls who hadn't reacted: "Run!"

Several girls have weak legs and can only walk two steps by supporting each other. Now, a group of ferocious men rushed over, screaming in unison. Miss Hashimoto slipped and fell to the ground, dragging the other girls into a ball.

Masa Hashimoto was supporting Mrs. Tanaka, and Wu Yunchi was carrying Taichi Hashimoto on his back, so he couldn't even use his free hand to drag them. Wu Yunchi was so anxious that his blue veins were exposed, so he had to put Hashimoto Taichi down and beat him with the rushing thugs.

"Run!" he yelled angrily.

The girls finally reacted, pulling at each other, stumbling around and fleeing.

The two thugs bypassed Wu Yunchi and chased after them. They knocked down Rong Fanghua who was running at the end, and dragged them backwards with their legs in their arms.

"Help—Brother Yunchi, save me—" Rong Fanghua screamed hysterically, struggling desperately, while holding onto Shiori Hashimoto's hand.

Seeing that there were more men chasing after him, Hashimoto Shiori shook his heart, broke free from Rong Fanghua's hand, and fled in panic under Rong Fanghua's stunned eyes.

At this time, Rong Fanglin rushed over with a large vase and smashed it on the man's head. The man fell to the ground in response, but still held onto Rong Fanghua's legs. Rong Fanglin was sweating profusely, and slammed the man's arm with all his might. Not only was it useless, but his own arm was drenched with blood from broken pieces of porcelain. Rong Fanghua burst into tears.

"Fanglin!" Wu Yunchi rushed over, lifted Rong Fanglin, and pushed in the direction of the main entrance, "You go first!"

"No!" Rong Fanglin yelled, hugging Rong Fanghua.

Instead, Rong Fanghua was more calm, "Sister, Brother Yun Chi is here, go and call Uncle Zhao to save us!"

Wu Yunchi stood in front of the girls, kicked a thug, kicked him into the crowd, and immediately blocked the knife-wielding hand of the other man, and fought with him.

The rest of the thugs surrounded Wu Yunchi. Wu Yunchi threw his suit jacket to the ground, and the suave dandy boy finally showed his domineering blood.

Wu Yunchi was incapacitated, and had to protect the two girls. He was kicked in the abdomen while distracted, fell to the ground and curled up, unable to stand up for a long time.

A thug drew a gun and aimed it at Wu Yunchi's head.

"Stop—" the two girls screamed in unison.

At this moment, the lights in the audience suddenly went out, and the whole building fell into darkness.

Wu Yunchi grabbed the thug's arm holding the gun, threw him to the ground, snatched his gun, pointed at his body and pulled the trigger one after another.

The girls heard gunfire and screamed hysterically.

There was a mess of gunshots from upstairs, causing the people downstairs to shoot nervously. The bullet shattered the glass ceiling at the top of the hall, and large pieces of broken glass fell, hitting the unsuspecting people below.

At the critical moment, Wu Yunchi had time to grab a girl and protect her under him, blocking the glass shards for her.

"Withdraw! Leave it alone!"

"Protect Seventh Master!"

The thugs walked in a mess, mingling with the scurrying guests, and soon they could not identify their direction.

Wu Yunchi sat up panting heavily and touched the face and body of the girl in his arms. Fortunately the clouds dispersed and the thin moonlight cast through the cracked skylight, finally bringing a little light to the dreaded darkness in the house.

"How? Are you hurt?"

Rong Fanglin's body was cold, and he said shiveringly, "I'm fine... Where's Fanghua?"

The floor was a mess, glass scum mixed with blood, and wounded men moaned in the corners. You can look around, but only Rong Fanghua can't be seen. #####

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The night was supposed to be cold and damp, silent and dark. However, the sound of gunfire brought it uproar, and the blood stained it harshly.

Meng Xu'an was already arrogant and unscrupulous. He didn't care at all about the Rong family's car that followed closely behind him, and he didn't care what kind of commotion it would cause. The three Meng family cars flashed bright lights, slammed the accelerator, roared like monsters, swaggered across the street, and drove straight into the iron gate of the Meng family's villa like a fortress.

The villa was brightly lit, and the men with real guns and live ammunition patrolled every part of the house with full attention. The drizzle fell one after another, drifting like a fog in front of the lamps.

Feng Shizhen was dragged by Meng Xian, and stepped on the cold, bone-soaked water with his bare feet, and was dragged into the hall from the wet rain and fog. The scarred feet kept slipping on the polished marble floor tiles, leaving a trail of messy and bloodstained footprints. Feng Shizhen stumbled and fell, and the big hand holding her arm pulled her up again.

Meng Xian was like a mad lion, with red eyes and heavy breathing. The subordinates didn't dare to approach at all, and watched him drag Feng Shizhen into the study.

The door to the study slammed shut with a deafening thud. Meng Xian dragged Feng Shizhen two steps away, and threw it away roughly.

Feng Shizhen fell on the oak floor in an embarrassment, and there was no pain in his body. She felt that her left hand must be sprained, and when she moved a little, there was a sharp pain in her wrist.

And Meng Xian walked frantically in the study like a trapped beast. He poured a glass of wine, drank it all, then looked gloomily at Feng Shizhen, who stood up on the sofa, and suddenly raised his hand.

Feng Shizhen shrank subconsciously, the crystal wine glass smashed on the fireplace behind her, and shattered into powder with a snap. The wine was sprinkled on the fire, and the flames suddenly jumped high.

Meng Xu'an strode forward immediately, grabbed Feng Shizhen's slender neck, and dragged her whole body in front of him.

"You can, Feng Shizhen. Are you sure I won't kill you?"

Feng Shizhen's hair was disheveled, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were frozen blue, but a fiery and unyielding flame was burning in his eyes. No tears, no fear, no hesitation. Feng Shizhen smiled disapprovingly and pushed back unceremoniously.

"What is Qiye angry about? But you asked me to surprise you. Isn't this surprise big enough?"

The veins on the back of Meng Xian's hand were exposed, and he subconsciously increased his strength, bared his teeth and smiled coldly, "It's big enough, it's beyond my expectations. You sacrificed everything for Rong Jia. I want to say that you are cowardly, but you can do it for Rong Jia. Shang and I will fight to the end. I want to say that you are brave, but you don’t even care about family feud for a man. After thinking about it, there is only one word to describe you—”

He pressed against Feng Shizhen's ear, lifted his lips, and said softly, "Bitch!"

Feng Shizhen stood on tiptoe with difficulty, supporting his crumbling body, panting desperately. There was a fireplace burning in the study, and it was warm, but Feng Shizhen's whole body seemed to be immersed in snow water, and a chill radiated from the cracks of his bones. In sight is the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the study. The dazzling light of the crystal lamp was connected in the retina, overwhelming the sky.

Feng Shizhen closed his eyes, endured dizziness and severe throat pain, and sneered at Meng Xu'an's maliciousness.

"My thoughts are somewhat different from that of the seventh master. I wish I could destroy Rong Dingkun with my own hands, but I will not go out of my mind and shoot innocent strangers. Rong Jia has never harmed my family. , I will take out Rong Dingkun's anger at him, but I will not hate him, let alone kill him!"

"Idiot!" Meng Xu'an pushed Feng Shizhen to a slump and said contemptuously, "It's only natural for a father to pay his debts. You women are such kind-hearted and stupid things with only love in your eyes. I thought you were different from them, Shizhen. , in the end, you are nothing but such a cowardly thing."

Feng Shizhen was annoyed and laughed, "Seventh Master insists on giving me this hat, and I can't do anything about it. But in my opinion, you keep saying that Rong Dingkun is despicable and shameless and deserves death, but you and He is nothing but a raccoon dog!"

A powerful pressure emanated from Meng Xu'an, causing Feng Shizhen to hold his breath subconsciously. The man was thoroughly enraged, and that was exactly what she wanted.

"That's right, you are the same kind of person as him, Meng Xu'an!" Feng Shizhen stood in front of the man fearlessly, raising his head to meet the almost murderous gaze, "You are just as paranoid, selfish, and crazy, and you are both not achieving your goals. Give it up, you are just as unscrupulous. You are even just as indifferent, ruthless, inhumane, and careless…”

Meng Xu'an raised his hand suddenly. Feng Shizhen shrank reflexively. But the slap did not fall.

With his palms trembling, Meng Xu'an tried his best to restrain himself, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll give you a chance to apologize, Shizhen."

"Fuck you, Meng Xu'an!" Feng Shizhen scolded, his eyes bright as flames, and he even took a step forward, "You probably don't care how many casualties there are at the venue today. Those completely innocent people lost their minds because of you. They also have relatives and friends, parents and children, and they are also living people, with joys and sorrows. Some people will be sad because of them, and some families will be broken. And you don't care at all! In your eyes , in the world only you are the most painful and wronged, and only your revenge is the most important. You are the center of this world, you are so pitiful, and everyone else is a scourge. Tell yourself, you are like this, and Rong Dingkun who set fire to Wen Chunli ,What's the difference?"

Meng Xu'an's face was as gloomy as the night outside the window, and his voice was hoarse like gravel: "Those rich and powerful families, do you think they are all so innocent?"

"Meng Xu'an, you're not a god!" Feng Shizhen roared word by word, "Don't take yourself too seriously, it's not your turn to dominate the fate of others in this world! You always say that cause and effect pay off. Then tonight Once it's over, who will those innocent casualties look for to avenge their grievances?"

Meng Xian raised his chin arrogantly, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, "Shizhen, you are too lenient in worrying, for fear that others will not know how righteous, pure, and selfless you are. I didn't intend to kill you."

"Yeah." Feng Shizhen raised his face, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "Others will say, you are a woman who takes advantage of you, why don't you know how to sell well? I should thank the seventh master for locking me up beforehand and not letting me Getting caught up in a shootout, isn't it? I should be thankful that I got the favor of my son and brother, and I'm instantly superior, isn't it?"

Meng Xian pursed his lips tightly, and the thunderclouds rolled in his eyes.

Feng Shizhen stared into his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm a weak man, Meng Xu'an, I know what I'm capable of. No matter how beautiful you dress me up, I'm not a member of your class after all. And the weak are in this world. I'm at a disadvantage. That's when the house burns down and no one cares, that's bullying and nowhere to redress. Today I'm lucky because I have a man to protect me. And the **** the stage, the guests who got stray bullets, they Not so lucky. But how do I know, I won't be them in the future? How far can I run next time without a man to protect me?"

She took a deep breath, her voice became more hoarse, and her tone became more serious: "Everyone says that the world is in chaos, the government is fighting all day long, and no one even cares about state affairs. Who cares about the suffering of the little people. You, the rising powers, have Money has the right to have a gun, and it is almost omnipotent. You are the king and the gods. You take these privileges for granted, but you and Rong Dingkun are nothing but black and black, and no one is clean!"

Meng Xian took a deep breath, his face ashen.

Feng Shizhen's voice was getting lower and lower, and his exhaustion could be seen at a glance, "but we, the common people, only want to ask for a rule and order, and we just want to live in peace. Seven masters, you have been rich and noble since you were young, and you can't understand the small people who are struggling to survive in the cracks. Difficulties. Wings and ants are dying, and I want to live until the end of the day. You two giants are fighting against each other, and we shouldn’t be paying the price!”

She leaned on the back of the sofa, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and after a while of dizziness, she said, "You say I'm cowardly, I'm just a rabbit dying and a fox sad. Others' lives are like quicksand, and so will I in the future. Besides, Meng Xu'an, nothing lasts forever The strong. There are people in the world, can you guarantee that you will never be oppressed by forces stronger than you? Do you think you will never be someone else's **** and stepping stone? Besides, even God can't do whatever he wants. God Compassionate, God loves the world. And you are not."

The study was plunged into oppressive silence. Feng Shizhen's labored breathing was interrupted from time to time by the chills on his body, and Meng Xu'an gradually calmed down from his furious state.

After a long time, Meng Xian turned around, poured another glass of wine, and handed it to Feng Shizhen.

Feng Shizhen took it, raised his head and drank it, then threw himself into the sofa next to the fireplace, hunched over, and greedily absorbed the warmth of the fire.

Meng Xian lit a cigarette, stood against the piano by the window, tore off his tie and threw it aside. His low voice broke the silence.

"Meng Jiu is the son that my eldest sister gave birth to Rong Dingkun." He said in a non-emotional tone, "My family is very strict, and I cannot tolerate my eldest sister being unmarried and pregnant. But when the incident happened, the month was already very old. Not suitable for surgery, only birth. But this is just an appearance. What you don't know is: Rong Dingkun coaxed her into smoking big cigarettes in order to control my eldest sister. The eldest sister is very addicted to smoking. In order to get it from Rong Dingkun Yan, don't hesitate to steal the priceless golden unicorn at home for him."

Feng Shizhen shuddered again and couldn't help reaching out to hug his arm.

Meng Xu'an's voice was still numb, and he continued: "The story is far from over. The eldest sister was sent to a mission hospital in the United States. I was studying in a boarding middle school. When I came home from vacation, my mother was crying all day. , my father suddenly forbids me to visit the eldest sister in the hospital. I heard from the servant at home that the eldest sister is crazy. "

The images of the morbid women in Meng Jiu's pen appeared before Feng Shizhen again. #####

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"Have you ever seen a mental patient, Shizhen? She is as gentle and quiet as before, knitting sweaters for the whole family, and telling stories and singing to Xiaojiu. But I don't know when the devil will take her body Occupied. She will frantically tear up everyone near her, destroy everything, curse everyone. Every time she gets sick, she will try to kill her son. You are a very smart woman, maybe you have figured it out, so you can Control Xiao Jiu and let him hand over the keys, right?"

Feng Shizhen confirmed Meng Xian's guess with silence.

Meng Xu'an sighed slowly and said, "But my father can't forgive the elder sister for ruining the family, and he doesn't even recognize the son she gave birth to.