defeated

On Wenyou's birthday, Zhan Huo answered a phone call.

He put the cake into the oven and set the time, and said that Huang Zhihang had something to ask him to go out.

Wen You is not happy, and gets tired of being with him, Wen You is usually serious, but he gets bored endlessly.

Zhan Huo is not a very patient person, but thinking that he didn't want to disappoint his birthday, he tried to persuade him, looked at his watch, and promised to come back before evening.

Wen You was reluctant, and hugged him aggrievedly or let go, and finally lost under Zhan Huo's tenderness offensive.

He backed down and muttered, "Remember to bring the driver, bodyguard—"

"Can't you trust me that much?" Zhan Huo asked.

The two of them hadn't experienced such a straightforward way of talking for a long time.

The sweet atmosphere dissipated, Wenyou turned away in embarrassment, "Of course not."

With warm palms on Wenyou's shoulders, Zhan Huo said, "Do I make you uneasy?"

Wen You turned his head, pinched Zhan Huo's jaw and pressed his lips on it.His breath was slightly anxious, his slightly long hair hung on his forehead, and his eyes gazed tenderly at Zhan Huo.

Wen You knew that he had the privilege of acting like a baby today, so he had no fear at all.

Perhaps because of the special day, the two kissed inseparably. At the end, Zhan Huo pushed him away with one hand and took a long breath.

"I promise I'll be back soon, and don't stare at me like a prisoner. I'm embarrassed every time I meet them."

Wen You was silent, obviously he was not happy.

"Ok."

"All right……"

Zhan Huo's helpless eyes lit up, "You—"

Wen You rubbed his head, "I just let them send you there, pick you up at five o'clock, go early and return early."

On a rainy day, Zhan Huo went down the steps under an umbrella. When he opened the door, he saw Wen You standing at the door reluctantly.

How chic and capable is Wenyou?It even showed a big dog-like expression.

He was amused by that expression, pointed to the sky, and signaled him that it was windy and rainy outside, so go back quickly.

Then get in the car without looking back.

Wen's house is some way away from the agreed place, and Zhan Huo leans on the sofa and takes a nap.

The car was driving smoothly, and he was breathing smoothly, with a little smile on his lips.

The driver, Lao Li, saw his smiling face in the rearview mirror, and said, "Mr. Zhan is in a good mood today?"

Zhan Huo replied to him, "I'm really in a good mood."

When getting out of the car, he also said that the weather was not good, and told Lao Li to drive slowly on the way back, and not to rush to pick him up.

Huang Zhihang has recently become obsessed with antiques and asked him to meet in the antique city.In fact, this was an excuse to come out, to accompany him around the Yushi District, choose two bracelets for his sister-in-law, and then go to Huang Zhihang's nearby apartment to play bridge.

Zhan Huo didn't know how to fight, so he just sat and watched.After one o'clock, black clouds billowed, and the sky was frighteningly dark.Zhan Huo changed his clothes and went downstairs. A car drove up from near the green belt and stopped in front of him.

He got in the car and took out his cell phone.

I saw a message from Meng Ziqing.

——Do you know what Min Ning left for you before he died?If you want, come to No. 243 Pengzhou Road by yourself before [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

No, Zhan Huo is rushing over.

No. 243 Pengzhou Road is an old warehouse and a source of suffering.

Zhan Huo got out of the car, and the driver drove away quickly. In this weather, there were not many people in the suburbs.

He hiked through a path through the wormwood, and saw several men guarding the warehouse door.They saw Zhan Huo and escorted him in.

Meng Ziqing sat proudly on the brown leather sofa, looking at Zhan Huo.

Feng Shui takes turns, and today he is the host.

Mencius said proudly, "Long time no see, Zhan Huo."

"What about things?"

"I didn't expect you to dare to come alone."

"I asked you where the things are."

Meng Ziqing spread his hands pretentiously, "No, I lied to you, you are so stupid." As he spoke, Meng Ziqing couldn't hold back his complacency, and burst out laughing. He patted his legs and stomped his feet, and never again There are better moments than this.

Then, with a serious look on his face, he let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

"You can't beat me!"

He took a sip of the red wine, spreading the excellent taste on the tip of his tongue, "You can't beat me, and that bitch Tony can't beat me either, I'll send you down to accompany him soon."

"So conceited?"

Meng Ziqing smiled wildly, "You are the one who is conceited. You dare to come and die alone. I have someone sent to me by Ye Su. Even if Wen You comes, I can't save you."

Then, his smile stopped.

At some point, the men who were originally standing on both sides of Zhan Huo in an escorting posture changed their standing postures. It was only a slight change, and the feeling was completely different, becoming respectful and obedient.

Meng Ziqing pursed his lips, and the breath in his nostrils became hot.

He saw Zhan Huo showing an inscrutable smile.

In an instant, he realized that he had fallen into a trap, and he got up suddenly to run, but was stopped by several strong men and pushed him to the ground.

"Ye Su's people are indeed well-trained."

Zhan Huo walked up to him and ordered condescendingly.

"Tie him up and take him to the attic."

Meng Ziqing was tied up for two hours, which was like a hell on earth to him.The drug addiction broke out, and the blood differentiated into countless ants crawling in the blood vessels, spreading to tear the body and get out of the skin.The ethereal dream was shattered, and he fell back to reality, realizing that he had lost everything.Pain swept through his body, and his breathing was filled with despair.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Roaring and struggling crazily, the swollen eyeballs were about to get out of their sockets and kill Zhan Huo, bruises and twists appeared on his pale face, he was no longer human.

Even at this point of poverty, Meng Ziqing did not allow himself to repay the feeling that life was worse than death. The spare drugs he carried with him were casually placed on the table within reach, but he could not reach them no matter what.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

The screams echoed in the empty warehouse. It was far away in the outskirts, it was raining heavily, and excellent sound insulation measures were taken. No matter how you screamed, no one would come.

He began to cry, with tears and snot all over his face, cursing Zhan Huo and begging him.

"You killed Min Ning here."

Mencius heard these words with tinnitus, and his mushy brain found the crux of the matter. He apologized quickly, to Zhan Huo and Min Ning, and begged him to forgive himself for being inferior to animals.

He didn't mean it, Zhan Huo knew it, but if he wanted to grasp an obsession, he would have to hear an apology from him.

His pale face turned red, and the sex addiction accompanied by drug addiction began to rise. He salivated, and his body couldn't resist the double torture and kept twitching.

More desperate words came from Zhan Huo.

"Typically, this would last half a day to a day."

Mencius showed a desperate expression.

He wailed frantically for help, insulted and apologized, and the whole warehouse was like a hell.

Until Mencius regained consciousness from a coma, it was already dark.A kerosene lamp was burning in the warehouse.

"Min Ning's ghost may still be here watching you."

Meng Ziqing trembled and looked at him blankly.

Zhan Huo walked up to him, put his white fingers against his cheek and looked left and right.On a thunderstorm day in August, the air was hot and oppressive.Zhan Huo's cell phone has rang countless times, but he didn't answer it—this means that Wen You has discovered something abnormal.

"I don't like killing people, but you must die."

Meng Ziqing looked at him exhaustedly. For him, death had become a relief, and his body, which was deeply dependent on drugs, wanted to die crazily.

This wave of drug addiction is over, but the next wave will still come.

"You're poor, but I'm in no mood to pity you."

Zhanhuo turned on the lights, and the whole building lit up.

He untied the rope and chains from Meng Ziqing's body, and dragged him off the stage.

"It's Wenyou's birthday, I'll stay with you for one more day."

Trembling, Meng Ziqing crawled to the table not far away, picked up the lighter and the contents of the plastic bottle to smoke.

A trace of disgust flashed in Zhan Huo's eyes.

After feeling ecstatic, Meng Ziqing looked up at him, and even he didn't realize that there was a pool of yellow water stains where he was sitting.

Heroin causes the bladder to shrink, and urine that builds up all afternoon leaks out.

Zhan Huo smiled, "Do you want to live?"

Meng Ziqing's dull eyes brightened. It is true that after the wave of drug addiction passed, he wanted to live again.

A big smile bloomed on Zhan Huo's face, "If you want to live, you have to run, there is still a while, and this place is going to explode."

He had thought about it a long time ago, wanting to blow up this shitty place like crazy.

Meng Ziqing opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

Zhan Huo said coldly: "Run."

There are five floors in the warehouse. They are located on the top floor. There are countless doors on each floor. There are ten keys hanging on the doorknobs. Only by opening this door can you lead to the next one.Meng Ziqing kept trying, sweat, tears, and snot kept flowing, and he tried on the battlefield with both legs. Every setback gave him the illusion of being blown to death until he opened it.

Running, running, trying, he felt the passage of time, and death was chasing after him.

There were only the two of them left in the entire warehouse.

Zhan Huo chooses to stay, and will take him to be buried with him!

——Min Ning's ghost may still be here watching you.

These words rang in his ears for no reason, and Meng Ziqing saw a blue and purple face hanging on the door like a relief.

His eyes were cold and fierce.

He groaned and fell to the ground, yelling in horror.

"Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

Screams burst through the roof.

"boom--"

The door was slammed open.

Wen You looked at the man rolling on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Where's Zhan Huo?"

Meng Ziqing rolled his eyes and wailed, and finally regained consciousness after hearing these words.

"Wenyou, save me!"

"I asked you where is Zhanhuo?"

Mencius was stunned, and said with a smile, "He's gone, he's gone a long time ago."

Wen You looked at the open doors in the distance, one door after another, leading to an unknown place.

He got up and walked towards the doors.

Meng Ziqing hugged his leg, "Run, Wenyou, it's about to explode!"

Wen You was shaken all over, and ran upstairs like crazy, but Meng Ziqing held him back and refused to let him go, yelling to run quickly.

Wen You reached out and grabbed him by the hair to grab him away, his eyes were red, and there was hatred hidden in his voice.

"Why don't you die?"

Mencius was stunned, he realized from Wenyou's cold eyes that everything was over.

Finally, broke down and howled.

Wen You swung him away and ran upstairs, with Meng Ziqing screaming behind him.

"Wenyou——Wenyou is back!"

Violent explosions and shaking exploded in the warehouse.

He watched Wenyou, who would never look at anyone else, rush to the center of the explosive for another person.

Hearing footsteps, Zhan Huo opened his eyes curiously.

The empty bottle of sleeping pills fell by his side, and he lay on the high platform like a sacrifice.

Wenyou looked desperately at the chains on his limbs.

"Where's the key?"

Zhan Huo stuck out his tongue like a naughty boy.

"Swallow it, open it up and take it out."

Wen You found him, but couldn't take him away.

There was another bang and shaking.

Zhan Huo tilted his head to admire his desperate expression.

"Wenyou, you are not omnipotent."

Wenyou took out his gun and kept hitting the chain.

Zhan Huo couldn't help reminding him, "Be careful, I don't know where the explosives are buried, and it will be over if you accidentally hit it."

"Then let's die together."

Wen You's face was bloodless, he kept hitting the iron chain with a gun, and pulled the chain on Zhan Huo's body with his hands, trying to take him away.

Shrapnel spatter grazed his cheek, and blood flowed out.

"Do you hate me that much?"

He choked up and asked.

Zhan Huo's eyes were soft and erratic, and he said in a low voice that couldn't be lowered:

"Every time I see that video, I want to take him away from here, but I can't."

Wen You's tears fell on his face.

"Wenyou, I can't be liked by you, I really hate you."

Fate oppressed him so much that he didn't even have the chance to yell and denounce the injustice, which made him full of deep anger that was difficult to relieve, and his internal organs were burned.

And Wenyou is a part of this so-called destiny.

He didn't do evil directly, but acted as a minion and stood by.

If it was a passerby, Zhan Huo thought he was unlucky.

But he came to tell him that he loves him, how embarrassing is this for him?

He hated Mencius Qing, and he also hated Wen You.

Zhan Huo's consciousness has been blurred, "Wenyou, don't forget that you are also a murderer."

Wen You seemed to be insane, frantically pulling the chain, his palm was cut, and blood flowed out.

"Yes, I am the murderer."

"I'm also a murderer..."

Wenyou settled down.

"No, Zhanhuo, wake up! You wake up!"

A series of explosions sounded, and Wen You hugged him frantically, but he couldn't take him away no matter what.

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Without this paragraph, the two of them could not be together.