Before this, Xing Yasi already knew that the Yunxiao Pavilion Club had been owned by Tang Peng as compensation.
That was her personal experience.
But when she 'woke up', everything seemed to have changed: Tang Peng had died more than two months ago, so what did Pan Dongdong expect to get the Yunxiao Pavilion Club?
In response to Xing Yasi's question, Pan Dongdong smiled bitterly and whispered: "It's very simple, because Tang Peng sacrificed his life to save Hua Cuo and other talents. In order to repay him, the Yan family gave the club to Uncle Tang
.I am currently managing the club for Uncle Tang. Mr.
It’s Peng’s birthday, that’s why…”
"say no more!"
Xing Yasi put his head in his hands, shook his head violently and cried: "Why didn't I know? How come everything that happened was completely different from what I experienced? You lied to me, you teamed up to lie to me! I want to see Tang Peng!
"
"well."
Pan Dongdong sighed, stood up and shook his head at Xiaoyue and others who looked solemn, and then said: "Mr. Xing, you can be forgiven for not believing what I said. But you should believe what they said, right?
?”
"who?"
Xing Yasi turned around and saw Hei Ya and Alice standing side by side not far behind her.
Pan Dongdong spoke: "Mr.
Hei Ya and Alice are definitely Xing Yasi's confidants. She trusts them just like you trust your right hand to bring you happiness.
Xing Yasi suddenly stood up, walked quickly to Alice, grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently: "Alice, tell me the truth - what is going on!"
Alice bit her lower lip tightly and said in a serious tone: "What Mr. Xing, Mr. Pan and others said are absolutely true. Tang Peng passed away more than two months ago."
Xing Yasi shook Alice's shoulders, suddenly paused, staggered back a few steps, and squatted down in front of the tombstone with a thud.
The wind was blowing, bringing with it the unique coolness of the cemetery. A few black crows flew from the treetops in the distance, flew across the sky, and dropped a string of desolate calls: Ga, Ga!
…
"Don't kill the kid."
When Tang Peng's dagger was about to pierce into the main artery of Hua Cuo's neck, Mr. Yan, whose eyes never left Wu Chengsan's body, finally raised his head.
Tang Peng paused and asked coldly without looking back: "Why should I listen to you? It is true that you are a respected senior, but in my heart, I only have your glorious past. If I am willing,
I can end a generation of legends without feeling the slightest guilt. After all, it was you who felt sorry for me first, even if you are so great."
"I'm not as great as you said. I'm actually just a dying old man, but I'm also the child's grandfather. So when there's hope of saving her, I have to make due efforts."
Mr. Yan said and slowly stood up from the chair.
As he stood up, Tang Peng suddenly felt that his whole person had changed. He was no longer the sullen old man just now, but a marshal standing on the top of the mountain watching thousands of troops galloping down the mountain, exuding the spirit of generosity.
Who am I to be so domineering!
"Let go of that child. Whatever you want, I will agree to it."
Mr. Yan looked at Tang Peng, his cloudy old eyes flashed with light: "Including my own life!"
Tang Peng lowered his head and looked at Hua Cuo, and said coldly: "I don't want your life, and I am very satisfied with the compensation you gave me, but Hua Cuo must die. This is my bottom line."
Mr. Yan's voice was hoarse: "No room?"
"Actually, I let her bleed to death, which is already the maximum leeway."
Tang Peng smiled, reached out and grabbed Hua Cuo's police uniform, covered her head, and murmured: "I will feel better if I can't see your innocent-looking face.
Hua Cuo, go ahead and do it well, after all, this is what you just longed for."
Tang Peng raised the knife and was about to slide it down suddenly when Mr. Yan spoke again: "I have the biggest secret."
Tang Peng didn't look back: "What does your secret have to do with me?"
"Maybe it didn't matter before, but it does now, because I know that you have obtained the Awa Maru treasure."
After Mr. Yan said these words, he was somewhat out of breath and had to sit down again.
"Oh? After the Awa Maru treasure, are there any secrets?"
Tang Peng turned around curiously: "Then tell me."
Mr. Yan’s Music Paradise: “I won’t say it.”
Tang Peng frowned and said calmly: "Oh, then I don't need to listen to you anymore."
Mr. Yan immediately said: "But Hua Cuo knows this secret! Only if you let her go and promise me to protect her from now on can you get this secret - Tang Peng, don't underestimate this secret, because this
Even Yan Dongwu doesn’t know the secret, and Hua Cuo naturally doesn’t know either—but she knew it right away. This secret is enough to shock the whole world. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be worth staying with me, Yan Boyun, for half a lifetime.”
As he spoke, Mr. Yan sighed softly, looked at the dark outside, and murmured: "It is precisely for this secret that I asked Xing Yasi to do everything possible to seize your Fuzu Group."
Tang Peng was silent for a long time before putting away his dagger: "Deal."
Mr. Yan smiled: "You really did not disappoint me."
"I never want others to disappoint me. This is a fact."
Tang Peng also smiled, lifted up his police uniform, grabbed Hua Cuo's chin with both hands, and with a little force, it reset with a click.
"Tang Peng, you'd better kill me now, otherwise you will regret it!"
After Huacuo's jaw was restored, he immediately shouted in a hissing voice: "We will fight until we die..."
Mr. Yan suddenly shouted: "Hua Cuo, do you want grandpa to die in peace!?"
"grandfather!"
Hua Cuo's bound hands were clenched tightly, and her chest was heaving violently.
"Hua Cuo, I used to think you were very smart, but now it looks like you are a dementia. Fortunately, you have a great grandpa."
Tang Peng smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand and pinched the two towering balls of Hua Cuo.
Hua Cuo hissed: "Don't touch me—ouch!"
Tang Peng's right hand flashed, and the cold light of the sword had already cut the rope binding Hua Cuo's hands, causing her to fall heavily to the ground.
After falling to the ground paved with cold blue bricks, Hua Cuo suddenly remembered that she was still naked, and hurriedly curled up and hugged her chest with both hands.
"Tch, I was tired of looking at it a long time ago. If you ask me to look at it now, I won't take another look. With a small figure like yours, looking at it too much will only make me feel sick."
Tang Peng smiled, turned around and walked out the door: "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain. If the police arrive before daylight and you don't show up, both of you will be dead."
"Tang Peng!"
Hua Cuo looked at Shi Shiran and Tang Peng who was walking out. She gritted her teeth and was about to say something, but suddenly she felt a deep sense of powerlessness: This man actually controlled the life and death of the Yan family's ancestors and grandchildren!
"I hope that next time you call my name, your tone can be gentler, preferably like a lady sitting on the stage greeting a prostitute. That way I will feel very comfortable - who!?"
Tang Peng had an evil look on his face, but when he said this, he suddenly shouted loudly. As he waved the butterfly knife in his hand, Hua Cuo saw a cloud of dark red sparks splashing up, and with a bang, a bullet hit the target.
It flew to the roof, hit the beams, and fell down again.
bullet!
He actually stopped the bullet with his knife!
Looking at the bullet, Hua Cuo was shocked for a moment, but then she came to her senses. She no longer cared about the fact that her whole body was covered with blood. She quickly turned over and jumped up, pulling out a short knife from the waist of the dead Lao Si.
, started to cut the rope tied around his feet with his right hand, grabbed a pistol from the ground with his left hand, and pointed at the door.
When Hua Cuo pointed his pistol at the door, Tang Peng had already crashed towards the door.
Outside the door, stood a figure dressed in black.
This figure is not only wearing night clothes, but also wearing a black hood on his head, with only two eyes exposed.
The man in black obviously did not expect that the bullet he shot at Mr. Yan would be blocked by Tang Peng with his knife.
When he was about to adjust the muzzle of his gun and shoot at Tang Peng, the latter had already jumped out like lightning, giving him no chance to shoot.
Looking at the two people fighting in a ball at the door, Huacuo quickly cut off the rope around his ankles, raised his hand to face the door and pulled the trigger: Bang!
The bullet that shot through the air spun towards the two people outside at high speed, but did not hit any target. Instead, it grazed Tang Peng's shoulder and flew into the night.
Hua Cuo did not hesitate at all and continued to pull the trigger——
"Wrong flower, you fucking bastard!"
Tang Peng, who was fighting fiercely with the man in black, turned his head and glanced in the middle of his busy schedule. He did a quick backflip, and the bullet grazed his lower back, and then passed by the man in black who was jumping to the side.
Tang Peng cursed because Hua mistakenly shot at him and the man in black.
In other words, Hua Cuo doesn’t care who she shoots, and no matter who she shoots, it’s what she wants.
After somersaulting to the right side of the door, Tang Peng was angry and regretful.
He regretted why he let Hua Cuo go just now, but his anger was because Hua Cuo was so inhumane that she even wanted to kill him. Couldn't she see that the man in black was shooting at Mr. Yan!?
"Hua Cuo, help Tang Peng first!"
Just as Hua Cuo was rushing toward the door with a knife in his right hand and a gun in his left hand, Mr. Yan suddenly shouted: "He is going to die, and we all have to die!"
Although Mr. Yan is old and dim, his rich combat experience tells him that the primary target of the man in black who suddenly appears is him!
If Tang Peng hadn't swung his knife in time and knocked the bullet away at the right time, I believe he would have been shot.
But at this time, Hua Cuo was confused and tried to take the opportunity to kill Tang Peng. This was definitely a stupid behavior.
Even if Hua Cuo can kill Tang Peng and the man in black together, who can guarantee whether the man in black has any companions?