Bulwark of Light

Chapter 265
Cui Zhongzhong stood on the layers of dead leaves, looking at the long and narrow mountain road in the distance, reached out and knocked on the window of the car beside him.

There was one person in the car.

"Mr. Cui..."

Zhao Qi felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, he didn't dare to get out of the car, and looked in the direction of Lu Nanzhi through the car window. He knew better than anyone what this conversation meant... What his father wanted to do in the Liberty Auditorium thing, tell me frankly.

None of the people under Lu Nanzhi's hands is a good one!

However... there seems to be good news.

This time, Lu Nanzhi didn't seem to bring anyone with him when he came here.

At least so far, he hasn't seen the scourge he fears the most...

"Where did the crow go? Is he here?" Zhao Qi huddled in the back seat and carefully looked around, fearing that he would be spotted by the other side, but after watching for a long time, he found that Lu Nanzhi seemed to have only two people with him.

One had met earlier at the Liberty Ball.

It seems to be someone from the tribunal?

The other one... was dressed very strangely. He was wearing a round-shouldered cloak. He probably wasn't an extraordinary person from Dongzhou, but judging by his outfit, he didn't look like a master.

Zhao Qi's eyesight was limited, and he was afraid that he might miss it.

"Song Ci didn't come." Cui Zhongzhong said lightly, "Why, afraid of being beaten by him?"

"no……"

Zhao Qi swallowed, his voice was very low, and he corrected without confidence: "...I'm afraid of being beaten to death by him."

That guy Song Ci is notoriously crazy.

He was caught straight before the dance, and was almost skinned.

If he was present today, no matter what, he wouldn't dare to get out of this car.

Cui Zhongzhong adjusted his glasses, and said softly: "I might as well tell you the truth, Song Ci was injured in the battle against the [Apostle], and is currently recovering."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi was slightly relieved.

"But...you can escape for a day, can you escape for a year?" Mr. Cui said again: "After the battle of the apostles, Song Ci's status is completely different from before. Now he is an important figure in Dongzhou Council, absolutely The core, the [Apostle] who carries the will of the God Throne. After his injury is healed, if he wants to catch you, you are in Dadu, and it is useless to hide anywhere."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi was startled.

He was a little dazed, subconsciously said: "But my father..."

He stopped halfway through.

Lu Nanzhi pushed the wheelchair, rolled over layers of dead leaves, and entered the back of the barren mountain in the evening, he also saw it in the car.

My own father, the father who used to be as towering as a mountain...

Now I can only sit on a chair, old and withered, like a withered leaf.

"Think about it... You can disobey the old man's previous arrangement, but if you insist on staying in Dadu, no one can guarantee what your tomorrow will be like. Maybe one day, Song Ci, who is furious, will punch your head It is not impossible to break it." Cui Zhongzhong said calmly: "Of course...these are on the premise that Madam forgives you. If she chooses not to forgive you today, even going to Beizhou...is a luxury."

Zhao Qi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He wanted to ask Mr. Cui to save him... But he thought that a long time ago, the assistant to the congressman who was in charge of the key for "Zhao Shi" refused his request.

He thought that in his life, being a puddle of mud could be very indulgent and happy.

Who can deny their request?
Who dares to refuse their request?
Zhao Qi didn't realize his stupidity until the mountain he hated the most was about to fall down.

Mud has a wall to rely on, and it has nothing to do with the mud, it has to do with the wall.

After the wall fell... the mud can only live in the pit.

……

……

Zhao Qi bowed his head, seemingly in deep thought... In fact, his mind was blank, and his future choices and encounters were all muddy at this moment.

On the day of the election ceremony, Lu Nanzhi jumped out and sang the opposite vote, standing on the opposite side of his father, standing on the opposite side of Huaqi... At that time, he thought that this woman would lose in a mess.

But looking at it now, I was wrong.

It was already a kind of compromise that my father chose to talk to Lu Nanzhi here today.

When did father compromise?

The dispute over the bill in Dadu... I am afraid it will not be long before it will come to an end.

So yourself, how should you choose?
Really... Are you going to Beizhou?

"Dong dong dong."

Just as Zhao Qi was thinking wildly, there was a light knocking sound from the car window, Mr. Zhao raised his head in a daze, and saw a familiar face.

This boy... was the security guard who was in charge of checking the guests during the free dance.

In the past, this was a small character that I would never have looked at.

It's different now... This is Lu Nanzhi's valet, and he may have to deal with him in the future.

Zhao Qi rolled down the car window and managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Adjudication Office, Gu Shen." Cui Zhongcheng briefly introduced Gu Shen, saying: "Mr. Shu's closed disciple, the new S-class."

"I've been waiting for a long time..." Zhao Qi sat in the car and didn't want to move. To be precise, he didn't dare to move.

What good can I do if I huddle in this corner and come to the door?
"You are welcome... Mr. Zhao, we are old acquaintances." Gu Shen asked with a smile, "Mr. Cui, can I have a chat with him alone?"

Since when... Gu Shen and Zhao Qi are old acquaintances?

Cui Zhongzhong raised his eyebrows slightly.

He saw Zhao Qi's retracted posture in the car, and the expression of resistance on his face... that expression almost showed our unfamiliarity on his face.

Zhao Qi looked at Cui Zhongzhong for help.

Is this hoping that you will come forward to decline?
Mr. Cui said softly: "Since we are old acquaintances, I won't bother you two to reminisce about the past."

He didn't speak for Zhao Qi, but chose to leave.

The whole world seemed to quiet down.

Gu Shen lightly pressed the rolled down car window glass with one hand, the palm didn't use much force, but the master control system of the whole car connected to the deep sea failed just then, even though Zhao Qi, who was trying to maintain a dignified demeanor, poked the remote control button, The windows can no longer be rolled up either.

"Master Zhao?"

Gu Shen frowned slightly, and said with a smile, "You don't seem to welcome me?"

"How can there be..." Zhao Qi smiled palely, "It's just that we only met once, so we don't seem to be old acquaintances... Probably, there is nothing to talk about... right?"

"Oh... is it?"

Gu Shen said softly: "Think about it carefully, did you really only meet once?"

Zhao Qi was stunned.

A ray of flame flashed between Gu Shen's eyebrows, carrying a ray of memory of a late night in the old city, crashing into Zhao Qi's mind.

night wind.street light.motorcycle.Alcohol.

And... a heavy punch.

Numerous clips flashed back, and finally ignited like a firing pin. Zhao Qi woke up from his memory instantly, panting heavily, and looked at the young man outside the car window in shock.

"It was you that night?!"

Gu Shen smiled softly, "So... an old acquaintance."

He pointed to the inside of the car and asked, "I want to chat with you... Are you coming out, or am I going in?"

(End of this chapter)