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"Don't worry, you still have enough time to see the old man." Ning Yuan got up again and took a bottle of red wine and a few glasses, "It seems that we brothers have never had a drink together for so many years."

Because of his sudden action, the special police who came up with Ning Xiang almost took out their weapons, but Ning Yuan ignored it, as if he and Ning Xiang were alone at this time.

Ning Xiang looked at the bottle and shook his head: "I can't drink."

Ning Yuan showed a mocking smile: "Don't think I don't know, you also have a stake in a bar, you just don't want to drink with me, right?"

He pulled out the cork, and the dark red wine flowed out.

"Is it because you are worried about me being poisoned?" Ning Yuan shook his head, "You were always timid before, and you are still like this when you grow up."

Ning Xiang remained silent.

He doesn't think timidity is a shameful thing, even if Ning Yuan says so, he can't drink for face.

Besides, he did have this worry.

"If there is anything wrong with the old man, let's send him to the hospital as soon as possible," Ning Xiang continued to persuade, "Turn back before it's too late."

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face was still cynical.

At this time, the special police officer next to Ning Xiang gently pulled his clothes, and whispered a word to Ning Xiang.

"The ship is under control now," Ning Xiang raised his head, and said to Ning Yuan with a serious expression, "everything you put in the bottom cabin has been cleaned up, and the old man was not found on it, so where did you hide dad? "

They had known for a long time that Ning Yuan had bought a batch of fuel oil, so when the three of them were talking to Ning Yuan, another group of people had already checked the danger on the ship and looked for the whereabouts of the old man by the way.

The simple guns set up by Ning Yuan were quickly ruled out there, but the old man was still missing.

"Ah, your people are quite powerful." Ning Yuan still looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything, "I'm just trying to follow the method on the Internet. I don't know if it will explode or not."

"Where is my dad!" Ning Xiang became completely impatient, he felt that he had no way to continue the conversation with this weird and crazy guy.

"Why are you so excited? Didn't I do what you wanted to do a long time ago? You should thank me." Ning Yuan looked at Ning Xiang in surprise, "I still keep your middle school diary. There you wish the old man would die sooner."

Although Ning Xiang didn't remember writing these things at all, when he was young and rebellious, he really cursed the old man.

"I was still young at that time, so I couldn't take what I said seriously." Ning Xiang said.

Ning Yuan snorted: "The old guy said the same thing. In his eyes, you will always be an ignorant child, but as for me, I deserve to become an adult when I grow up, hugging you every day as thick as a brick." book to class!"

The more he spoke, the more angry he was, he swung the table viciously, and the wine bottle and glass were thrown to the ground, and the wine mixed with the broken glass and splashed everywhere.

Ning Xiang took a step back slightly: "You should blame your mother for forcing you to go to school. What does it have to do with the old man?"

The old man almost didn't interfere in the education of the two children, leaving everything to Ning Yuan's mother.

"Do you think I never begged the old guy? If it weren't for him, my mother would force me like this?" Ning Yuan was still in a rage, "Do you know how much I envied you since I was a child? You have always wanted to do whatever you want What to do, no one is forcing you to go to those damn cram schools, no one is going to force you to be the first in everything, even the damn yacht driver's license test!"

"The result tells me now that none of this belongs to me. I am not the old man's son at all. Everything I have experienced since I was a child is meaningless!" Ning Yuan's emotions became more and more agitated, and he even wanted to rush to Ning Xiang's side , but was controlled by the special police.

Ning Xiang had no sympathy for his indignation.

"I have always envied you since I was a child. I envied you for having a mother who would be happy or angry for your grades. The old man has always regarded you as his pride." Ning Xiang said.

When he had just had that dream, he had regretted that he didn't work hard when he was young and ignorant, so he fell to the point of being played around by this mother and son.

Ning Yuan was controlled, but his emotions calmed down: "Don't worry, I don't have a firearm. To you, I am as powerless as a chicken now."

He laughed at himself.

Seeing that the special police refused to let go of the shackles on him, he still looked indifferent, and turned to Ning Xiang and said, "No wonder we have disliked each other since we were young. It might be much better if we could exchange lives."

Ning Xiang looked at the person he had hated for many years: "No, even if it is exchanged, it is impossible for me to end up like you."

"Your mouth is really poisonous," Ning Yuan was still laughing, "I said, I am a gambler mentality, winning is a big win, and once you lose, you will lose everything."

"You have been luckier than me since you were a child," he seemed to be recalling something, "Many times, even if I..."

"Where is the old man!" Ning Xiang directly interrupted his rambling.

"Dad..." Ning Yuan suddenly showed a trance look on his face, "I don't know where he went."

Ning Xiang's expression froze.

"My luck is too bad, it's really bad," Ning Yuan was still muttering to himself, "There was a typhoon in the outer sea, I couldn't go out at all, the old guy woke up, I obviously took enough medicine ..."

He became dazed again: "The old guy asked me what I wanted to do, what did I want to do? Of course it was to kill you. I didn't want to kill the old guy, but he actually wanted to stop me and arrest me—— He thinks I'm still the kid I used to be?"

Ning Yuan's cloudy eyes looked towards the sea: "Look, the old guy has spoiled me all his life, but he still favored you in the end. Tell me, is your luck better than mine?"

Ning Xiang gasped for breath: "And then? How is Dad?"

"An old thing, how can it hold me?" Ning Yuan pointed to the sea, "Then he fell over, and a wave hit him, and nothing was left."

Ning Xiang finally couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped Ning Yuan hard.

Ning Yuan still looked at the sea unresponsively, and as if a switch had been turned on suddenly, he began to twist wildly.

It's a pity that he couldn't escape the control of the special police at all.

"It's over, I'm completely over," Ning Yuan kept saying, in the salty sea breeze, it was like countless ceramic fragments that could no longer be put together, each piece could cut off a piece of human flesh.

Then, suddenly, he burst into tears.

But at this time, no one will care about his mood.

Ning Yuan had sailed the boat out for a while before, and he couldn't tell the exact location where Mr. Ning fell.

The people from the Maritime Safety Administration searched around, but as Ning Yuan said before, the typhoon has approached this sea area, and all ships and planes must avoid the wind and return to the port as soon as possible. It is difficult to carry out a larger search and rescue operation in a short time.

Ning Xiang's ominous premonition came true. Under such weather, it is very difficult for an old man in his 60s to survive.

Ning Xiang turned around and kicked Ning Yuan hard again.

But the guy lay there like a corpse, motionless.

All the energy on his face seemed to be sucked out in an instant - although Ning Xiang didn't sympathize with this guy at all.

He only said one sentence to Ning Yuan: "The last time I saw the old man, he still missed you so much, and only hoped that I would take good care of you in the future."

"Don't worry, my dear brother," Ning Xiang gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words one by one. "I will definitely take good care of you. Your future prison life will definitely be very pleasant!"

The young man who always looked at people with a smiley face finally had a hint of viciousness on his face, like a vulture wandering in the wasteland.

Even though Ning Yuan was in a trance, he still couldn't help shivering.

Originally, there was only drizzle on the sea, but the wind and waves came in a blink of an eye. Even if it was moored in the harbor, the yacht, which was originally not small in size, was still being thrown up and down continuously.

Worried about the danger, several people took Ning Xiang off the boat. This time, the female special policeman did not carry Ning Xiang by the back collar, but directly carried him off.

But Ning Xiang couldn't care less about protesting.

He's very depressed right now.

Of course, the unknown of the old man's life and death is one reason, and another thing is the main reason for his emotional trough.

Today is the day when he got the news of the old man's death in his dream.

Everything went round and round, as if still back to the original point.

His previous efforts and changes seemed to have lost all meaning in an instant.

No matter what, the old man will die, so what about himself?

Ning Xiang quietly blinked his eyes.

At the end of the dream, it does not end without warning.

He was kicked out of the old house at that time, penniless, and was about to ask his group of cronies for help.

Walking halfway, he was suddenly hit by a collapsed crane and died on the spot.

Like the end of an absurd drama, abrupt and exaggerated.

So Ning Yuan's saying that he was lucky is completely nonsense. It is no wonder that he died so extraordinary.

Ning Xiang was still staring at the stormy sea, dazed.

In the previous life, the old man accidentally rushed off the cliff while driving, and three days later, his body was found on a beach.

This time... Ning Xiang shuddered, and felt that his thoughts were terribly selfish and indifferent.

The old man just died, he didn't care about being sad, but immediately worried about his own safety.

Perhaps as Ning Yuan said, the two of them are actually quite cool in nature.

At this moment, a warm body suddenly hugged Ning Xiang tightly from behind.

Even if he didn't turn his head, Ning Xiang could tell who was behind him from the reassuring sandalwood fragrance.

He still didn't move, and even shivered involuntarily.

Ning Xiang suddenly realized that death had not left this person, which made him even more frightened.

If he really died, what would Jiang Chenghui do?

Ning Xiang didn't dare to think about it.