Master Hong was too worried about Wei Baixing, so he blurted out without thinking too much.
Jin Wushuang sneered, looked at Master Hong, and asked:
"Okay, you can search. If you don't have me, I will need your hands and feet. If you find them, I will do the same. Are you coming?"
I was afraid that Mr. Hong would get involved, so I hurriedly pulled him.
Transferring dirty cards is definitely not a difficult task for Jin Wushuang.
Seeing that Mr. Hong stopped talking, Jin Wushuang slowly walked to Wei Baixing's side.
He stretched out his hand toward Wei Baixing and said:
"Give me the diary!"
Wei Baixing was not in a hurry and turned back to Tang Zifan and said:
"Boss Tang, can I lend you a bottle of wine?"
Tang Zifan nodded immediately, and soon his subordinates brought a bottle of old wine.
When you unscrew the bottle cap, the aroma of wine spreads.
Wei Baixing took the bottle and took a big gulp.
Wiping the residue from the corner of his mouth, he smiled and said:
"It's great that I can still drink such good wine before I leave. I, Wei Baixing, am worthy of the name of Zui Taibai..."
Jin Wushuang had already lost his patience and said in a deep voice:
"Give me the days!"
Wei Baixing laughed and asked in a joking tone:
"Are you so anxious to see your scandal back then?"
Having said that, he still took out the diary from the canvas bag.
After Jin Wushuang took it, he turned it over casually.
But the more he turned over it, the weirder his expression became.
After looking back and forth again, he looked at Wei Baixing and asked slightly surprised:
"There's nothing here?"
Wei Baixing took the wine bottle and asked:
"Are you disappointed that there is no scandal about you?"
One sentence surprised everyone.
No one expected that the notebook that had just angered Jin Wushuang would have nothing in it.
Qu Fengmei looked at Wei Baixing in confusion and said:
"Brother Wei, what are you doing?"
Wei Baixing suddenly smiled and took another sip of wine.
"Jin Wushuang, if I didn't say that, would you be willing to change the bet with me?"
At this moment, everyone understood.
Wei Baixing did this just to anger Jin Wushuang, and he wanted to change the bet.
Use your own life to exchange for Hong Ye's peace.
Looking at Qu Fengmei, Wei Baixing's eyes were filled with indescribable warmth.
"I know Jin Wushuang. You are no match for him, not even Yonghong, not even Chu Liu. Instead of doing this, it is better for me, an old drunkard, to give him a try. After all, the grudge between the two of us should be settled.
…”
With tears flowing silently, Qu Fengmei looked at Wei Baixing and just shook her head.
Jin Wushuang didn't want to hear any more. He turned around and stretched out his hand towards Liu Zhicai.
Liu Zhicai immediately handed the gun in his hand to Jin Wushuang.
He turned on the safety and placed the gun on the table with a snap.
"Wei Baixing, do you think you can save this bastard like this? I tell you, he will go to see you soon. Just finish it yourself and stop nagging!"
At this moment, Wei Baixing was still calm and carefree.
He drank the last wine in the bottle in one gulp.
Just as he raised his hand to pick up the gun, a white hand picked up the gun first.
"Fengmei, what are you doing?"
"mom!"
Mr. Hong shouted loudly.
Qu Fengmei put the gun against her temple and looked at Jin Wushuang. Qu Fengmei said calmly:
"Brother Wei switched bets with you because of my son. If he loses, I will bear the consequences for him. Jin Wushuang, is this okay?"
"mom!"
Mr. Hong immediately took action and tried to snatch the gun from Qu Fengmei's hand.
"Don't move!"
Qu Fengmei took a step back and scolded Mr. Hong sharply.
"Fengmei, give me the gun!"
Wei Baixing was also anxious and said hurriedly.
But Qu Fengmei remained motionless. She looked at Wei Baixing resolutely and said:
"Brother Wei, I, Qu Fengmei, am most afraid of owing favors to others in my life. I cannot bear your affection, let alone repay it. Although we have not seen you for so many years, in my heart, Qu Fengmei, you will always be mine.
Dear brother!"
"Hehehe!"
As soon as Qu Fengmei finished speaking, Jin Wushuang sneered.
He looked back at Liu Yunxiu, pointed and said:
"Look at this drama of birth, separation and death, how interesting it is. They say Qianmen is a group of gamblers and liars, but if you look at them, they still have true feelings..."
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, he stared at Qu Fengmei coldly and said:
"But did you ask me? It was his life that I won. It was not easy for me to meet this drunkard once. There are many opportunities to deal with you mother and son. So, even if you shoot now, it has nothing to do with our bet. The old drunkard today
Must die!"
Qu Fengmei was stunned for a moment, and Wei Baixing walked to Qu Fengmei's side.
He raised his hand and slowly took down Qu Fengmei's gun.
At this moment, Qu Fengmei was in tears.
Looking at Wei Baixing, he was choked up and speechless.
"Fengmei, please go back with Yonghong. What is the blue path and the thousand gates? After all, it is like a mirror, a flower in the water, a castle in the sky. In the end, it is a dead end. Everything that Mero had back then has now been replaced by me. One day, it will happen again
It will backfire on countless Jin Wushuang. This is an evil path, and no one can reach the end..."
Qu Fengmei had already burst into tears. She nodded while crying.
Wei Baixing looked at the gun in his hand, smiled calmly, and continued:
"Like you said, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your brother Wei. Who dares to mess with you then, brother, I will still fight for his life..."
As he said that, he turned to look at Mr. Hong.
Mr. Hong's tears were also flowing silently.
Wei Baixing patted Hong Ye gently on the head.
"You brat, don't make your mother angry again in the future. Remember my words, learn a thousand things without using a thousand things, understand a thousand things and stay away from a thousand things..."
Mr. Hong nodded silently, but his tears kept flowing.
Wei Baixing slowly raised the gun and put it against his temple.
He looked at the empty wine bottle and said slowly:
"If you enjoy a glass of wine before your death, why do you need to be famous for thousands of years after your death? Everyone, I, Wei Baixing, take the first step!"
boom!
There was thunder outside the window again.
For a moment, I couldn't tell where the gunshot was and where the thunder was.