This old man is wearing a dark black suit, and his whole face gives off a gentle feeling. If Uncle De's current temperament already has the feeling of a worldly master, then this old man's whole body exudes that domineering air that cannot be concealed.
Although time has taken away a lot of his strength and courage, looking at him now, one can imagine his strong and valiant demeanor when he was young.
Although the facial features were soft, those eyes... I secretly shrank my head, not daring to look directly. There was a wildness in the eyes, which was somewhat similar to that of a cheetah. But, who is he? How could he suddenly appear?
Here?
"Reporting to the chief, there is an abandoned factory a hundred meters away from here. It is the same address as Miss Chen gave on the phone." A man in casual clothes came behind the old man and gave him a military salute with a sincere tone.
answer.
Could it be that they are nearby soldiers or high-ranking officials? Chief? Chief, something doesn’t sound right. What’s going on? Take another look at Su Moqian’s expression at this moment. Apart from a cowardly look on his face, his eyes
There is an unwillingness that cannot be concealed, what is going on?
"Help the injured into the factory, no one should act rashly!" The sonorous and powerful voice of the old man in a dark black suit immediately raised my hope. So, are we saved?
"Wait a minute!" Su Moqian raised his arm, pointed towards the old man, and said, "Why are you giving orders here? Where do you think this is? Take them away if you want to?"
The old man raised his steps and stepped forward, with the same calm expression on his face as before, and said: "Mo Qian, don't do any evil, and you will be able to turn around and find a safe place."
Su Moqian looked at the old man, the expression on his face was very complicated. If it was pure anger, he wouldn't show such a tangled expression. It was not just anger, but also a gathering of impatience, resentment and other emotions. It was obvious that he was considering
, but who is this old man lying on the ground? Why do you want to help us?
A simple sentence has already reflected the indifference and tranquility of the old man, but those eyes contain the keenness and courage of a cheetah. The unique qualities of a soldier cannot be concealed. Although the facial features have been softened by the years,
But what was revealed in those eyes was far from concealable.
Who is he? He only got here after getting a call from Chen Luoluo. Could it be that... he came from the capital? I stood there hesitantly, watching the confrontation in the eyes of the old soldier and Su Moqian, and then looked at the side beside me.
Xia Haoyu, the look on his face was very calm, without even the slightest wave of disturbance.
"Has the ambulance arrived?" the old man turned around, glanced at the soldier standing behind him, and asked.
"Report to the chief. The ambulance has arrived at the abandoned cement factory." The man behind him in casual clothes had a serious face and a loud voice.
"Help them to the car first, then arrive at the designated location for treatment." The old general's voice still sounded calm and quiet, but the attitude of not refusing contained hidden prestige, which made my uneasy mood a little calmer.
comfort.
The next moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out. Looking along the position of the gunshot, one could see the man in civilian clothes who had just talked to the old general standing motionless, and the gunshot sounded at the scene.
There was a sound under his feet. The person who shot him was none other than Su Moqian. The expression on his face was distorted. He looked at the old man and said, "No, he must die!"
"Mo Qian!" The old man called Su Mo Qian's name, with an unbearable look on his face, and said, "You can't make the same mistake again and again!"
"I'm not wrong!" Su Moqian shook his arms, stared at Xia Haoyu and me with a pair of angry eyes, and said: "It's you who are wrong, it's him who's wrong! If it weren't for you, how could my mother die? Today, I want to avenge my mother,
It’s been three years since I made this move. You can’t stop me, and no one else can stop me. He, Xia Haoyu, deserves to die just like his mother!”
The old man's face showed emotion, and I felt like I was shocked somewhere in my heart. From what they said, could it be that... this old man is the old general in the capital whom we have never met before, Su Moqian's father, Xia Haoyu's...
biological father?
No wonder he has that familiar feeling on his body. It turns out that it is because he and Xia Haoyu both have such a temperament. So... this old man knew that one of his sons was going to kill him.
A son came from the capital to rescue him? It was Chen Luoluo who notified him? So, the literary giant is also doing it for safety now?
Just why, the deep gratitude towards the old man in my heart seemed to explode at this moment. To be precise, for the mistakes this old man made when he was young, we as juniors are not qualified
Evaluation, but why should Xia Haoyu pay for the tragedy they caused?
This is unfair to Brother Yu, unfair to Su Moqian, and unfair to the children under the old man's knees. But the most outrageous thing is that Su Moqian actually wants to kill Xia Haoyu. It's a joke!
"Mo Qian, there are some things you don't know. Put down the gun now. This is the last chance I give you." The old man looked at Su Mo Qian, his tone increased slightly, and there was an ultimatum in his domineering tone, which made me shudder.
His arrival is not God's favor for us, but God's punishment for him. Watching a son who has been raised by himself attack a son he is not familiar with, this feeling must be unpleasant, right?
Su Moqian looked at the old man with sarcasm on his face and said, "I should have guessed a long time ago that you couldn't let him stay in Philadelphia for a long time. Do you think I don't know? Half of Zhang Youze's actions were authorized by you, right? Since you
If you think this son is good, why don't you just kill me and take him back to the capital to inherit your family business? Su Wenyuan, these are all your sins, and you must bear them yourself!"
Sure enough, it was Xia Haoyu's father! I turned my head and looked at Xia Haoyu. There was no expression on his face, but his hand holding mine was sweating. What was he thinking at the moment? With Xia Haoyu's intelligence and talent, in
After living in the capital for so long, how could he not guess his identity? He chose to leave there, partly because of his dead mother, and partly because he didn't want to see this man, right?
Fate has given Xia Haoyu so much unfairness, but at this moment it has played a huge joke on the old man. Can Su Moqian give up his obsession? How will the old man persuade him?
"Mo Qian, come back with me. You don't know what happened back then. It's not her fault, it's not your mother's fault, it's not your brother's fault, you can't shoot!" Su Wenyuan looked guiltily.
He looked at Su Moqian and said, "Your mother's death was just an accident. You...you..."
"Shut up!" Su Moqian turned his gun towards Su Wenyuan, and the scarlet eyes on his twisted face had already burned away his last sanity. He roared: "You still want to shirk responsibility now, if you hadn't failed to take responsibility in the first place.
Responsibility has left evil seeds outside. How could my mother choose to leave? Su Wenyuan, you have been in the military for so many years and you don’t even have the courage to admit your mistakes. Why do you lecture me and talk to me? Ah!"
Is Su Moqian crazy? He actually taught his father a lesson in front of so many people? I now understand that a paranoid mother gave birth to a paranoid son and an emotionally irresponsible father.
What on earth is going on? How could Xia Haoyu, a handsome, intelligent, wise, powerful and elegant man, have such a large number of psychopathic relatives? It's... incredible.
Now, I want to see how Su Wenyuan can deal with his extreme son. You can argue as much as you want, but you can't hurt my brother Yu.
"Mo Qian, it was all my fault back then. I had nothing to do with Haoyu's mother. I was sorry for your mother. I knew she had a strong personality, so I hid the fact from her. In fact..."
"Shut up! Su Wenyuan, why are you saying this? Don't you just want to tell me that I can't kill this bastard? I tell you, it's impossible!" Su Moqian looked at Su Wenyuan with wide eyes, raised the muzzle of his pistol and pointed it at me and
Xia Haoyu, I heard him say: "This person must die!"
I instinctively stood in front of Xia Haoyu, stretched out my arm to block Su Moqian's sight, and said, "Su Moqian, you bastard, if you can, beat me to death first!!"
"Bitch! Get out of my way!" Su Moqian yelled at me and said, "Don't think you can't kill him in front of me. This bastard must die!"
I felt the figure behind me stand up slowly. Xia Haoyu put his arm around my waist. Although his strength was not strong, I could still feel his wrist pulling me behind him. I heard him say: "You scolded me."
I can, but you really shouldn’t scold my wife, my mother, the two women I love most in the world, you shouldn’t scold them!”
I felt that Xia Haoyu's voice next to my ears was very cold, and I instinctively shrank my head. I heard Xia Haoyu say: "Just now, you shot me. Now, let's compete to see whose gun is faster."
I looked at Xia Haoyu in surprise, but found that his eyes were already looking at Su Wenyuan who was standing high up. Su Wenyuan shook his head and said: "Do you have to make such a fuss? As far as I am concerned, no one can die!"
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"Xia Haoyu, since this is your choice, I promise you!" Su Moqian looked at Xia Haoyu and said with a smile: "Get your woman out of the way, I want to see how great the marksmanship of Uncle De's most satisfied disciple is.
!”
I looked at Xia Haoyu nervously, but saw the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said in a shallow voice: "This matter must be understood. Remember what I just said,"
Before I could speak, I was pulled over by Zhang Youze. Xia Haoyu stood there with his body tilted, raised his head and looked at Su Moqian, and said with a smile: "I don't use a gun, I use a knife."