Rebirth of the Rising Sun

There are countless officials who want such an official position but cannot get it. Now that he personally offers it to people, how can they refuse?

But the problem is that Feng Sizhe really refused now, which blocked all the words he wanted to say.

Seeing Duan Yunpeng sitting there in a daze, Feng Sizhe shook his head. He knew that he was probably too happy today. He thought this was a great opportunity to repair their relationship, but now it seems that the other party has no such idea at all. He was overthinking it.

At this point, both of them were in a bad mood. There was no need to talk any further, so Feng Sizhe stood up and said, "Mr. Duan, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you any longer."

Duan Yunpeng sat there, and he really didn't even have the intention to see him off. It was obvious that what Feng Sizhe did was completely beyond his expectations, and he was still confused at the moment.

Feng Sizhe had indeed walked out of the villa and came to the Audi outside the door, "Liu Liang, take me home."

"Okay." Liu Liang nodded. He didn't know what had happened in the villa, but since Feng Sizhe was leaving, as the one who brought him here, it was his responsibility to see him off.

In the villa, Duan Yunpeng finally came to his senses. When he saw that Feng Sizhe had disappeared, he shook his head helplessly, then took out his cell phone and called Hou Zhennan, "Uncle Hou, I failed."

Hou Zhennan was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone. He had expected this result. "Well, Yunpeng, don't be discouraged. Weidong can still succeed without him. No matter what, I still want to thank you this time."

Hou Zhennan hung up the phone with an angry look on his face, and then a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, "Feng Sizhe, Feng Sizhe, since you are shameless, don't blame me."

In the Audi, Feng Sizhe sat alone in the back seat, thinking. He didn't expect Duan Yunpeng to be so stubborn. Didn't he suffer enough from Hou Weidong in Sanxiang Province? He still didn't want to repent and wanted to drag himself into the big ship of the Hou family. Didn't he see that he was already in a mess and couldn't take care of himself?

When Feng Sizhe was still deep in thought, suddenly a not very loud sound was transmitted into the car. Then he saw that the Audi driver's chest suddenly turned red, and then his neck dropped and he fell on the steering wheel.

The Audi car that was driving forward in the alley suddenly became like a headless fly and crashed into the low wall on the side of the road.

"Bang." The front of the car hit the wall, and a cloud of white smoke came out.

Feng Sizhe, who was sitting in the back seat, was also caught off guard. He leaped forward and his nose hit the back seat, and blood flowed out.

"Oh no, there's a killer." Liu Liang, who was sitting in the passenger seat with his seatbelt on, was not in serious trouble. He reacted instantly and took out a pistol from his waist. This series of actions was very coherent, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.

"What happened?" Feng Sizhe wiped the blood from his nose and threw it aside, then asked.

"I don't know. There should be a killer nearby. It looks like he is targeting Secretary Feng." Liu Liang said as he looked around vigilantly.

Feng Sizhe certainly knew that the killers were probably coming for him. After all, if they wanted to deal with Duan Yunpeng, they would definitely find out whether he was in the car.

"Hold on, I'll call the police now." Feng Sizhe said calmly and accurately. If the killer was really coming for him, he would be in real danger this time. Chen Hu and others were not around, so this was definitely a good opportunity.

Feng Sizhe quickly hid himself under the back seat, then took out his cell phone and started calling the police.

It was at this time that several gunshots were heard in the Audi, and it was obvious that the killer was conducting a sweep.

Bullets flew into the car and Liu Liang was shot accidentally, forcing him to squat down and hide.

Feng Sizhe found Su Chen's phone number, answered it quickly, and then told him about the situation on his side. The other party became very nervous when he heard it, and said that they would come over soon and asked Feng Sizhe to hold on.

After calling Chen Hu again and explaining the tense situation, Feng Sizhe calmed down a lot. "Liu Liang, let's just hide here. You have a gun, so the other party should be cautious. Let's just wait for the police to come."

"I'm afraid there is no chance." Liu Liang said calmly.

"Why?" Feng Sizhe didn't understand why Liu Liang said that.

"Secretary Feng, don't you feel that the killer is getting closer? If I'm not mistaken, the killer should be walking towards our car. It seems that he won't give us a chance to wait for the police to arrive." Liu Liang turned around and gave Feng Sizhe a bitter smile.

Hearing this, Feng Sizhe's expression tensed. It was true that no bullets were being fired into the car at this moment, but this seemed to indicate that danger was approaching.

"Secretary Feng, I was careless this time. If your guards were still there, the situation wouldn't be so bad. And since I promised Chen Hu and the others that I would keep you safe, I will do what I say. At the very least, I won't let anything happen to you before I die." Liu Liang turned around and said to Feng Sizhe in a very free and easy manner.

"Liu Liang, what are you going to do?" Feng Sizhe had a bad feeling when he heard this.

"Secretary Feng, I have to fulfill my promise. Remember, I will rush out from the left door and you will rush out from the right rear door. Then don't look back and run backwards as hard as you can. There is a small alley there. After the alley is the main road. As long as you get there, you should be safe." Liu Liang said to Feng Sizhe seriously, as if he was making a will.

"No need, Liu Liang, we can hide in the car and wait for the police to arrive." Feng Sizhe shouted hurriedly. He didn't think that if Liu Liang suddenly rushed out at this time, he would have any hope of survival.

"Secretary Feng, please stop talking. In fact, you know that this is simply impossible. If we hide in the car, I'm afraid two people will die. Get ready." Liu Liang smiled at Feng Sizhe easily. That smile was so peaceful, just like the transcendent calmness of a monk who was about to sit in meditation and face death.

Feng Sizhe wanted to say something. Although he knew that the killer would not let them go easily, and even once they got in front of the car, the man only needed one grenade to solve the problem, he still couldn't bear to let Liu Liang rush out to die in order to protect his own safety.

But before Feng Sizhe could say anything, Liu Liang had already put his hand on the car door handle. Obviously, he no longer gave Young Master Feng a chance to speak, and he was already prepared to fight to the death.

"No." Looking at this situation, Feng Sizhe spoke out quickly, but it was still too late, because Liu Liang had already rushed out. As soon as the car door opened, he rolled over and shot out of the car.

As soon as Liu Liang rushed forward, Feng Sizhe knew that he could not stop him, so he immediately opened the back door of the car and ran out. Since Liu Liang had already risked his life for him, he could not give up this kindness.

"Ploppap."

"Ba."

As Feng Sizhe opened the back door of the car and ran out to the alley behind, he heard three dull sounds in succession.

Feng Sizhe's body could not help but stagnate. He imagined that the three shots must be the sound of the assassin's silent pistol, and the crisp gunshot should be fired by Liu Liang. If his guess was correct, Liu Liang should have been shot at this moment, and the only shot was also fired by him with the last bit of energy in his life.

After just a moment's pause, Feng Sizhe quickly quickened his pace and rushed into the back alley.

"Puff, puff, puff." Continuous gunshots rang out behind him. Feng Sizhe knew that Liu Liang had only stopped the opponent for a moment, and now the danger was looming over him. At this critical moment, he hurriedly ran away in an S-curve, trying to use this body shape to affect the enemy's aiming accuracy.

To be honest, this was useful, at least the consecutive bullets missed him, which gave Feng Sizhe enough time to rush to the back alley.

Seeing that the man was only two meters away from the back alley, Feng Sizhe was making his final sprint. However, at this moment, a bullet hit his left thigh accurately. He immediately felt his body tighten and he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Feng Sizhe used his last bit of strength and successfully rushed to another alley, thus gaining temporary safety.

As soon as he turned the alley, Feng Sizhe, who had fallen to the ground, quickly took off his suit, then tore open his white shirt, and wrapped the white cloth around his left thigh.

Soon, the blood dyed the white cloth red. It seemed that the bullet hit the artery and the bleeding was not stopping.

Feng Sizhe was already somewhat desperate at this moment. He knew that he was really doomed this time. Not to mention how the killer would deal with him if he caught up with him, the bleeding on his leg alone would not stop. If he could not get timely treatment, he might be in danger of his life.

But in the end, Feng Sizhe is still a very calm person, especially when it comes to death, he has a different understanding from others. Because according to common sense, he has already died once, and every minute and every second he lives now is earned.

Qiangzi took a deep breath and tightened the white cloth again, relying on pressure to control the speed of bleeding. Then Feng Sizhe reached for the suit thrown aside. He remembered clearly that there was a Parker gold pen in the suit. This might be the only "weapon" he could use now.