Mr. Gu said loudly: "How can you pay it back? Are you going to die? Are you willing to die? If you were willing to die, you would have died long ago. Will you wait until now? Why don't you show me your death?"
Gu Fenglin suddenly looked at him and smiled brightly, then took his hand that was holding the dagger tightly and pulled it out with all his strength.
"What do you want?" Mr. Gu was frightened.
Even through the layer of blood, he could see the madness in Gu Fenglin's eyes.
He was afraid that the only son would be so crazy that he would die, so he killed him here on the spot.
But the expected situation did not happen.
He watched helplessly as his hand swung down with force and pierced Gu Fenglin's left chest.
At the same time, Gu Fenglin flew out of the carriage like a kite with its string broken.
The carriage made a sharp brake sound and came to an emergency stop. He leaned forward and backward, hit the carriage, and rolled down again.
The car curtains were rolled up by the strong wind, and rain rolled in.
The roar of people's voices came like a tide, and some people exclaimed: "It's murder..."
Someone shouted loudly: "The murderer is still in the car..."
And Old Man Gu’s grief-stricken voice sounded: “Master, Master... Master, why are you doing this? A tiger’s poison does not eat its seeds... What did he do wrong? He promised you everything, why are you still here?
To kill him..."
Mr. Gu had a splitting headache. He was horrified to find that the carriage was no longer in the long and cold alley, but parked in the busy city.
Gu Fenglin fell into the muddy water and remained motionless. The blood from his left chest dyed the white robe on his body red, and dyed the surrounding muddy water red.
And he was still holding the sharp dagger tightly in his hand.
He had imagined countless times that if Gu Fenglin dared to attack him, he would definitely use this dagger to fight back.
But today, the dagger really pierced Gu Fenglin's left chest, and in this way.
But he felt that the taste was not as good as he imagined.
Mr. Gu stumbled out of the car, threw the dagger into the mud, climbed to Gu Fenglin's side, and pressed his hand hard on his wound.
But the blood couldn't stop no matter what, it gurgled out like a spring.
It seemed like a lot of people were yelling and scolding.
There were also people talking to him and trying to stop him.
He couldn't hear anything, he just tried his best to block Gu Fenglin's wound with his hands.
The rain fell on his face, flowing down his chin and into his neck.
He didn't know whether it was tears or rain.
He said loudly: "Little beast, stop pretending, I order you to wake up immediately, or see how I deal with you!"
Gu Fenglin just lay lifeless with a proud smile on his pale face.
As if he was laughing at him, look, life is not up to me, death is up to me, right?
Mr. Gu became angry and slapped Gu Fenglin hard: "You are not allowed to die. Wake up immediately, or I will beat you to death..."
Someone dragged him away forcefully.
He tried to struggle, but was hit hard on the head by the opponent's fist.
He turned around and saw the prince's pale and angry face and blazing eyes.
He was a little overwhelmed: "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" The prince was so angry that he spit on his face and said in a hateful voice: "Tie up this murderer!"
Mr. Gu was dragged away, and when he saw Gu Fenglin being carried into the car, he suddenly realized: "You little beast framed me!"
This sound sounded like crying and hating. (To be continued)