The Strongest Soldier in the City

Chen*'s heart-wrenching words made Murong Qingfeng tremble unknowingly in his heart, the pain was unspeakable.

"Fuck you, Chen*! You are all responsible for this. I told you not to be impulsive. Why do you insist on having your own way? You just don't listen. You bastard, I will never forgive you!"

Murong Qingfeng roared crazily, roared and roared, and actually started to cry, crying bitterly, and the crying was heartbreaking!

This scene made the people around him look dumbfounded. They didn't know what kind of sad past events could make a man cry like this.

Chen* sat next to Murong Qingfeng, watching Murong Qingfeng crying, breathing heavily...

"Some things, if you do them, you do them, and if you make a mistake, you make a mistake! I will regret it and be in pain, but I will never be depressed and unable to get over the hurdle like you! Because I know better what the meaning of my life is. ,what should I do!"

Chen* raised his arm and touched his eyes, as if to wipe away the light moisture.

After a while, Murong Qingfeng's crying stopped. He seemed to be tired from crying and lay on the ground in a daze.

"Chen*, no matter how much you say, it's useless! We can't go back to the past! I, Murong Qingfeng, will be your enemy for the rest of my life!" Murong Qingfeng struggled to hold up his body and said with an indifferent expression. It was because his sorrow is greater than his heart. A look of death.

A look of pain flashed across Chen*'s eyes, and he said: "That's your business, I won't hold you back, nor will I force you to do so! But from now on, Murong Qingfeng, don't be so unyielding, I won't do it again. I’m indulging you!”

"Chen*, you owe me what you owe me for the rest of your life, and you can't pay it back." Murong Qingfeng said.

"I don't owe you anything! I owe Qingluan, and I will pay it back in this life. If I can't pay it back, I will pay it back in the next life!"

Chen* said: "When I return to Beijing, I will find out the person who killed Qingluan back then. I will not let him die with the last drop of his blood. I, Chen*, will be a useless person all my life!"

"You Murong family have taken care of the overall situation. If you don't dare to take revenge, I will take revenge! I, Chen*, am crazy! I am not afraid of anyone! The worst I can do is to prepare a hundred coffins, one for myself, and ninety-nine for me. I will be buried with him!!!" Chen*'s voice was low.

"Hmph! Madman, you can only seek death if you go north." Murong Qingfeng said contemptuously.

"But it's a thousand times better than you, a coward! Look at yourself, once one of the most prosperous and promising young men in the capital, now you can only be the number one son in Zhonghai! Do you still dare to go to the capital?" Chen* said with a sneer.

Murong Qingfeng's eyes hardened and he said, "If it weren't for my little sister, Chen*, I would have killed you long ago! You can't even get in to this or that third of the Yangtze River Delta!"

"If it weren't for Qingluan, do you think you are nothing? I would have slapped you to death!" Chen* said.

Murong Qingfeng nodded and stood up from the ground. He raised his hand and touched the blood on the corner of his mouth. The bruised and swollen face seemed to have lost its former dignity and grace.

Murong Qingfeng looked down at Chen* who was sitting on the ground and said: "Chen*, please do it yourself. From now on, we are completely at odds with each other! We are enemies!"

Chen* shrugged and said disapprovingly: "When you are my enemy, you have to be prepared to get hurt by going wrong! You have followed me since you were a child, and you know my methods!"

"Then let's wait and see!" Murong Qingfeng snorted coldly, then turned around without hesitation and led the people to leave the restaurant in large strides. He was no longer obsessed with getting Chen* out of here.

Watching Murong Qingfeng leave, watching the glass door of the restaurant still shaking, a look of pain and self-deprecation flashed through Chen*'s eyes again. No one could understand his heart, and no one knew how much pain he felt. Heartfelt!

Suddenly, Chen* laughed, and his laughter was so shocking. His extreme self-deprecation made people feel sorry for him and have a strong sense of pity for him.

It seems that everyone can understand Chen*'s state of mind at this moment, the bleeding pain.

Chen* sat on the ground like this, staring blankly at the door. He hummed softly with his lips and started humming a Peking Opera song in a low voice. His voice was low, but the words were well-toned. This was "Chuang Wang Ling" .

The tone is like a rainbow, and the words reveal a raging aura of arrogance and arrogance!

This is the play that Chen* and Murong Qingfeng liked to listen to most when they were young. They also longed for life to be like this Peking Opera, with joy, hatred and domineering rainbows...

But in a blink of an eye, things have changed, and the once strongest brothers have completely turned against each other. Chen*'s forbearance has not been restored, and Murong Qingfeng cannot let go of his resentment towards him!

"Joke, what a big joke!" Chen* laughed at himself: "I don't know how many people will laugh their teeth off!"

Seeing Chen* in this state, Zhu Qingkong and others felt sad in their hearts!

Qin Moshu stepped forward, knelt down, held Chen*'s arm, pulled him up, and said, "You said it yourself, people must move forward while they are alive, and the past can only be memories. Be it good or bad!"

"Have I ever said something so philosophical?" Chen* tilted his head and glanced at Qin Mo Shu.

Qin Moshu said: "Just now you spoke righteously to Murong Qingfeng, and now you have forgotten it?"

Chen * laughed and touched his nose: "When talking about other people, they always talk long and full of truths. If it really happened to them, how many people can be relieved instantly?"

"Chen*, you can't fall! The road under your feet has too many potholes and thorns! Behind you, there is also a group of people waving flags and cheering for you." Qin Mo Shu said earnestly.

"Brother Six, although I don't know what the past is between you and Murong Qingfeng, I feel that you must be suffering more than anyone else! So, there is no need for you to accommodate others! Maybe you have really done something wrong, But this is not the reason for you to fall at the feet of Murong Qingfeng!" Lan Haixing said to Chen*.

Chen* smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm fine! When it comes to being heartless, there are really not many people who can compare to me!"

"Okay, come on, let's continue drinking? Just pretend that the unhappiness just now didn't happen! Today, I won't go home until I'm drunk!" Zhu Qingkong said with a big wave of his hand.

With Chen*'s permission, everyone sat at the wine table again and drank even more fiercely!

When the group of people left the restaurant, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. It took nearly four hours to finish the meal.

Almost everyone was drunk, including the only woman Zhou Xiaoruo, who drunkenly pestered Chen* and refused to listen, which made Chen*, who was still very sober, dumbfounded.