Sheng Kuang was in unbearable pain and couldn't help but bow down. He stretched out his hand, looked at his red skin, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't think that I will admit defeat, Guimu, I will never let you go!
Today, let’s fight to the death.”
He suddenly took off his coat, revealing the explosives wrapped around his body.
Suddenly a siren sounded outside the window, and Guimu leisurely walked down the stairs and said, "Look, the person accompanying you is here."
Sheng Kuang looked horrified. He ran to the window and looked at the personnel from the Special Case Investigation Division and the Security Bureau who were arriving one after another. He turned around and shouted to Guimu: "How could they find this place so quickly? It was you, you did it on purpose."
Luring them here!"
"Yes, I deliberately sent people to spread the word and let them arrest you. As soon as you walked into this yard, your whereabouts were completely exposed." Guimu patted his palm three times, and a large number of fully armed ICVs
The members filed out and surrounded Sheng Kuang. "The people standing in front of you are my loyal men, and behind you are the decent people who hate you. How do you feel about being attacked from both sides and unable to advance or retreat?"
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"Are you crazy? You attracted them here, and you can't escape unscathed."
Sheng Kuang felt that a scorching gas was almost coming out of his throat. He held the wall and coughed violently, and his body kept shaking. He scratched his neck in pain, and soon it was all over his skin.
There were traces of blood, but he had no intention of stopping as if a hundred claws were scratching his heart.
"You don't have to worry about me. These idiots won't threaten my safety." Guimou said proudly, "Don't you want to fight me to the death? I can help you. But if this place is razed to the ground by you,
, I'm afraid these people who came here won't survive. I deserve to die, but do you really want them to be buried with us?"
"Don't be too proud. They are all here to catch me, why should I care about their lives? Don't think that I really dare not die with you." Sheng Kuang's eyes widened with anger, and his red eyes seemed to be bleeding.
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Guimu lazily raised his hand, pointed at a middle-aged man outside the window and said, "Don't you even care about your father's life or death?"
Sheng Kuang looked at the familiar figure getting closer and closer, a look of despair flashing in his eyes. "Why... Even if I am guilty and despised by everyone, why can't even you wait to catch me?"
Guimu said sarcastically: "I think your father must regret adopting a son like you."
"This is all your fault!" Sheng Kuang roared and rushed towards him, but his strength was gradually exhausted. His outstretched fist was weak and weak, and Guimu pushed it away with his palm. Sheng Kuang staggered and knelt down crookedly.
On the ground. He looked at the man in front of him unwillingly and angrily, his body curled up in pain.
"Put down your weapons! Don't act rashly!" Sheng Wenzhe rushed in first, followed by members of the Special Case Investigation Division and the Security Bureau.
Chai Shanqing, a member of the fourth team, and others stood at the door, looking at their former captain with complicated expressions. Chai Shanqing clenched his fists, with a hint of sadness and anger in his voice: "Captain, are you really a spy sent by the ICV?"
A desolate smile appeared on Sheng Kuang's face. He looked at Chai Shanqing quietly and said weakly: "I'm sorry."
Chai Shanqing's shoulders were shaking slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of anger or sadness. He stared at Sheng Kuang with red and swollen eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will never forgive you."
Sheng Kuang's eyes have turned to Sheng Wenzhe. His father is still upright, brave and fearless. But he has been branded with sin and will become a lingering shame for his parents. He looks at his temples that have already
Sheng Wenzhe, who had gray hair, recalled the injured appearance of his mother, Sun Longyu, and guilt and bitterness came to his heart. He stood up slowly, took two steps towards Sheng Wenzhe, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad..."
Sheng Wenzhe subconsciously took a step back. He looked at his son who was close at hand and said nothing, as if he was stuck in his throat. After a moment, he asked with a slightly trembling voice: "Let me ask you, are those reports just based on rumors or are they true?
Actually, have you killed anyone?"
Because of his retreating action just now, Sheng Kuang's originally red face turned gray and dim, and gradually lost its color.
Guimu said: "Let me answer for him. He killed his teammates, helped Lobelia attack his colleagues, and intimidated Zou Hong... these are all done by your dear son. He has been doing this since he was very young.
He has been a member of icv since the beginning and was my most capable subordinate."
"I'm asking him, not you." Sheng Wenzhe glared at Guimu, suddenly strode forward, and the hard and cold handcuffs in his hand were about to fall on Guimu's wrist.
Liuyue Xue picked up the bayonet on the ground and quickly blocked it in front of Guimu. The glistening knife instantly pierced into Sheng Wenzhe's shoulder.
"Dad!" Sheng Kuang screamed, looking at his bleeding wound in panic.
Sheng Wenzhe endured the pain and just let out a short and slight groan. Guimu looked at him indifferently and said with a sneer: "You are from the Special Case Investigation Department and you are cautious in everything you do. How come you never find your son?"
Abnormal? Tell me, do those people think that we are all the same?"
Sheng Wenzhe's wound was bleeding all the time, but he still said without changing his expression: "I have been upright and upright in my life, and I have never done anything wrong. Don't think of pouring dirty water on me."
"It's a pity that you, an upright person, have a son who walks with darkness." Guimu said coldly, and then gave June Snow a wink.
Liuexue pulled out the bayonet stained with bright red blood, a fierce look flashed in her narrowed eyes, she raised her hand and tried to stab Sheng Wenzhe in the chest.
A figure suddenly flashed past, the sharp blade cut through the flesh, and blood droplets slowly slid along the knife and fell to the ground. The person standing in front of Liuyue Xue at this moment was not Sheng Wenzhe, but Sheng Kuang who suddenly appeared.
Liuexue's attack was too swift and ruthless. When Sheng Kuang stood in front of his father, he could only subconsciously grab the knife with his right hand. The skin on his palm was instantly torn open, and the bloody smell in the air became stronger.
"You are so filial, Mr. Sheng, you did not raise this son in vain." Liuexue looked at the blood beads on the blade and said strangely. Her eyes glanced at the explosives wrapped around Sheng Kuang's body, and she felt wary.
Except for the tit-for-tat people, the remaining people formed two camps and started fighting fiercely. Guimu slowly wiped the blood on his hands, as calmly as if all the fighting around him had nothing to do with him. However, he was clearly
The person who stands at the center of the dispute and stirs up all the storms.