When there were only Zhihao and Rouyu in the living room, Zhihao returned to his normal state. Although he was taciturn, Rouyu saw that this was normal. This was his brother, who cared about himself, loved himself, and protected himself.
My brother, his concern for me will never change no matter where he is.
Zhihao's dark face has no eyebrows or eyelashes. When he takes off his hat, his hair is even pitiful. The workers who work in the coal mines are a bit whiter than Zhihao. Rouyu feels distressed, hearing that Zhihao
A gentle voice, slightly dry, said, "Yu'er, how are you these days?"
"Okay." Rouyu nodded, her eyes already moist, only a few crystal tears rolled down.
"Are you okay under the protection of Da Liu and Xiao Lou?"
"Okay." Rouyu nodded again and choked with sobs, "But why didn't you tell me when you came back?"
"I was anxious to see you, but I was afraid of seeing you." Zhihao's eyes welled up with tears, "I don't know what to say when I see you."
Zhihao was silent for a while, then looked up at Rouyu, "I lost someone I shouldn't have lost, and I just watched her leave."
Speaking of what happened later, Zhihao couldn't help but burst into tears.
Rouyu sat next to Zhihao and took Zhihao's hand. It was much rougher than before. Rouyu's eyes were also full of tears, "Can you tell me what happened? When Dawei came back, he just said you are here.
Elsewhere, don’t say anything else.”
"I will ### help."
"I know this." Rouyu nodded, "I want to know, what happened to you in the ### gang?"
"Sister Ting left, she left cleanly, leaving not even a piece of skin or flesh..." Zhihao said, already sobbing.
Rouyu looked at Zhihao blankly, and slowly leaned on Zhihao. Rouyu didn't know what to say at this moment, and her words of comfort were obviously feeble. She felt so distressed.
From the first moment she saw Zhihao, Rouyu was sensitive to the fact that something must have happened to Zhihao that Zhihao could not bear, and she was in unbearable pain, otherwise Zhihao would not be like this. Tears fell silently, Rouyu
We can even imagine that Zhihao must have rescued Sister Ting in the fire, but he was unable to save her. It was heartbreaking and unbearable.
Zhihao met his relatives, and his desire to talk after seeing his relatives was stronger than ever. Zhihao could not restrain his urge to speak out, which was in sharp contrast to his reticence the day before. Zhihao even felt like a child.
, I have endured the pain that I cannot bear, and I need to speak out to relieve the extremely heavy pressure in my heart.
Maybe speaking out is a kind of relief.
Rouyu shed tears silently and leaned on Zhihao, feeling a little more courageous and tenacious. I believe that at this moment, Rouyu will be Zhihao's strongest support. No matter how much pain and pain Zhihao has in his heart, Rouyu is willing to fight for Zhihao.
Hao share.
Zhihao talked intermittently, starting from finding Liu Xiaoguang, and then he found out that the ### gang was developing well and had become a force that dominated the city. None of these were important. What was important was that Zhihao learned from Liu Xiaoguang.
With Yu Ting helping ###, Zhihao had to risk his life to save her.
Zhihao's tone was calm and sad as he slowly talked about entering the ### gang headquarters and arriving at the small room where Yuting was kept.
"Sister Ting was tied to a chair by them. Her figure is still as slender, and her hair is still curly and chestnut..." Zhihao choked with sobs, and Rouyu cried with him, "Sister Ting lowered her head, and I entered
The house was closed, Sister Ting didn’t even raise her head, and before she even had time to look at me, the bomb exploded.”
When Zhihao said this, he could say no more.
The interruption of the plot did not hinder Rouyu's clever imagination. Rouyu thought of the scene at that time. There was a loud noise and everything disappeared. Even brother Zhihao only managed to escape by relying on his extraordinary skills. It was really unfortunate.
Of great luck.
Rouyu crawled on Zhihao's lap and cried for a long time before sitting up and pouring a glass of water for Zhihao. Zhihao was very thirsty. He didn't know that after a day and night without water and rice, he really needed to replenish water, so he talked about it in one breath.
After such a long time, his mouth was dry and Zhihao drank all the water in one breath.
"What happened next?" Rouyu waited with tears in her eyes as she waited for Zhihao's next words, "How did you escape?"
In Rouyu's imagination, since the bomb exploded, Zhihao would inevitably be injured no matter how good his skills were. Sister Ting disappeared completely, and Zhihao escaped unscathed. There must be many twists and turns.
Zhihao calmed down, and continued with the next story with the sound of pain and the magic of pain. Here, for the sake of completeness of the story, the author might as well restore the scene at that time from Zhihao's intermittent dictation, which can also be regarded as giving readers a great idea.
An explanation, otherwise this day and night has passed, and I still don’t know how Zhihao escaped at that time?
In the eyes of the ### gang insiders, Zhihao had disappeared. With that earth-shattering loud noise, together with the good-looking woman, he disappeared completely and could no longer cause any danger to the ### gang.
, I believe that at this moment, the elites of the ### gang are running around telling each other and clapping their hands to celebrate.
Zhihao's miraculous escape was entirely due to Zhihao's extraordinary skill and agility.
The camera was pulled back to the dark night. Zhihao entered the room with a hat and a windbreaker. The security door clicked and locked. A few lights on the roof illuminated the room as if it were daytime. Zhihao felt dazzling.
She used to be the charming and elegant Sister Ting on the T-shaped stage, but now she looks so haggard, with messy hair, and her head hanging down. Has she been imprisoned for a long time? Is she so exhausted that she doesn’t even have the strength to lift her head up?
?Zhihao secretly felt distressed and confused.
Zhihao could feel that Sister Ting's breath was still there, but she had been locked up for a long time and had become haggard like she was now. Sister Ting must be rescued, and she could not be allowed to endure such torture again.
Zhihao's heart became firm and his pride soared to the sky. At the same time, with the vigilance of many experiences, he secretly concentrated his thoughts and mobilized the energy in his body to the best state. The heat flow was running like crazy. At this moment, even in the rain of bullets, he could still
Don't hurt your body even a little bit.
Zhihao was sensitive to the existence of danger. He was just sensitive. He couldn't tell where exactly. The moment the iron security door behind him closed automatically, Zhihao knew that he had entered a cage full of dangers. He could be there at any time.
There may be strong winds and tsunamis, and the earth may collapse.
The light suddenly dimmed. Zhihao was sensitive. This was a room controlled by someone. Every move he made was under the control of others. He could enter here smoothly. This was completely a strict control.
Premeditated.
Zhihao saw the camera hidden in the corner of the room. It was much smaller and more exquisite than the ones in the hall and corridor. Zhihao clasped the stone in his hand and smiled coldly. Since the other party wanted to see his performance clearly, let them see it.
Now that he was clear. So what if he had a strict plan? Zhihao slowly stepped forward.
Tentatively, Zhihao takes a tentative step with vigilance. This will be a step that determines life and death. If there is any abnormality, Zhihao will avoid it as quickly as possible. If the weather is calm, Zhihao will take the fastest step.
He quickly untied the rope and fled with Yuting on his back.
Zhihao still discovered an abnormality. Entering this room was an abnormality.
There was a slight noise, too slight to be noticed, but Zhihao noticed it. Zhihao's extremely keen sense, whether it was hearing or vision, he felt it. His subconscious evasive movements were natural and there was no trace of sloppiness.
The windbreaker blocked him in an instant, loud noises rose into the sky, and fire filled the air. Zhihao rose up from the ground along the air waves. The moment his back hit the corner of the room, Zhihao's luck was on his shoulders. The corner of the room cracked, and Zhihao fell.
Go outside.
In the light of the fire, Zhihao saw a heartbreaking scene. Yu Ting's whole body exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The blurred piece merged into the same color as the firelight, tragic and wonderful!
There was a burst, fire shot into the sky, and the whole house turned into a sea of flames!
Everything has become a thing of the past. The rescued Sister Ting no longer exists. The name Meng Yuting no longer exists in this world. She disappeared completely, not even a corner of her clothes was left.
A burst of passion turns into the most beautiful rainbow in the blue sky, and a shadow of a body turns into the most fragrant dust along with the scorched earth!
Zhihao's blood-red eyes stared at the blazing house. Where the house was broken, orange-red flames jumped out, like a ghost dancing in the wind, many times more hateful than a ghost.
Zhihao shook his body, feeling heartbreaking pain. There was smoke and weak flames all over his body. Zhihao could no longer care about it. With one thought, he rushed into the house and rescued Yuting. Reason told Zhihao that it was already too late.
At night, even if you rush into the fire, what can you do? Pick up a piece of bones and come out?
Noisy voices came from the front yard.
You must leave here and make a decisive decision, otherwise there will be no chance for revenge in the future! Zhihao's heart is hesitating and struggling, his blood-red eyes, stained with blood and tears, helplessly looking at Sister Ting, who loves him and loves him, before he has a chance to look at himself.
, before the disaster struck, he had already turned into powder in front of him before he could utter a cry of fear. How could he not make Zhihao devastated?
Zhihao's clenched fists were crackling, and the fire in his eyes was hotter than the raging fire in the room.
The crowd's voice became louder and louder, and it was time to leave. Zhihao let out a long sigh, and with a subconscious movement, he shot up, crossed the courtyard wall, and disappeared into the dark night. In the woods, a black shadow passed by like the wind...
When Zhihao talked about this, he seemed particularly calm. The two lines of hot tears had long since dried up, and there were very obvious marks on his dark face.
Silence, in the face of such sudden grief, perhaps silence is the best buffer.
Zhihao looked at Rouyu seriously. After a while, Zhihao asked in a low voice, "Yu'er, answer me honestly, should I go back right away to avenge Sister Ting? I escaped alone.
Are you a coward?"
Rouyu's red eyes looked at Zhihao for a long time, and she said in a low voice, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Truth." Zhihao was very firm.
"If you ask me to tell the truth, you can't be angry if I tell you the truth." Rouyu emphasized.
"I'm not angry." Zhihao nodded, confirming Rouyu.
"If it had been me at that time, I would have definitely chosen to escape, no matter how amazing my skills were." Rouyu said seriously, "There are three reasons: First, Sister Ting has passed away, and there is not much point in going back to save her.
, can only increase the possibility of injury, or even fall into the trap again; secondly, you have been injured, revenge itself is extremely risky, a gentleman is never too late to take revenge, and he will not fight for this moment; thirdly, even if you go back and kill many people,
You may not be able to truly take revenge. The instigators behind the scenes, Hu Baiqiang and others, will definitely not let you find them easily. They are eager to wait for you to go back? Therefore, your choice at that time was the wisest and most correct."
Rouyu finished speaking in one breath, Zhihao looked at Rouyu silently, as if he felt a new kind of relief, his eyes were gentle, and gradually gained a luster that was rare these days.
Zhihao sighed, "But I still feel that I'm sorry for Sister Ting..."
