Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

Zheng Youting fell beside the sofa and didn't get up for a while.He also found Feng Ao standing at the door of the bedroom, and said in a low voice, "Keep quiet."

Stepping out of the bedroom, the smell of blood became stronger.If there is any smell that Feng Ao is most familiar with besides the smell of wine in this world, it must be the smell of blood.Your own, or someone else's, sweet blood.

Feng Ao didn't make a sound, and stood there for a while, watching the blurry figure wriggle and squirm in the dark, and said: "Don't cause trouble for me." Then he went back to the room.When he was lying back on the bed, Feng Ao heard the sound of rummaging for things in the living room, and thought to himself, after dying, he actually became soft-hearted and didn't throw that kid out.

There was an unfamiliar person in the room, and it was difficult for Feng Ao to fall asleep.He had been waiting for Zheng Youting to leave, but he didn't expect that Zheng Youting was still in the living room when he got up to practice.

It was dawn, which was the best time to sleep in the city, but Feng Ao was used to waking up at this time.

He simply washed up, turned on the light, and frowned when he saw Zheng Youting sleeping on the sofa.The sofa cover was stained with a lot of blood. This is the fabric sofa, and the blood probably has seeped into it.The blood started to spread from the balcony and spread throughout the living room. It was dripped on the ground when Zheng Youting was looking for the medicine box last night.

Excessive blood loss made Zheng Youting's face and lips extremely pale.Frowning and frail when he was asleep, he was very different from the cold and heartless man he had seen before.Lying in this place so weakly, if he had any intention of harming him, he would definitely not survive today.

...Fleeing here, sleeping here, what kind of trust does this person have in this place or himself?

Feng Ao's focus was not here, he went to the balcony to take a look, and sure enough, he saw that the railing downstairs was also scratched with blood.His newly moved house was arranged on the second floor in consideration of accidental escape, because the first floor had poor sunlight, and the originally allocated residents did not live here.

He took another look at Zheng Youting, who looked like a corpse, and called Li Hui, asking his sleepy-eyed assistant to clean up the traces downstairs before the cleaners came.After confessing, he kicked Zheng Youting with his foot.

A vigilant person like Zheng Youting took a while to wake up this time.

He opened his eyes and saw Feng Ao, opened his lips, called out in a low voice: "Father," and fell asleep again.

Feng Ao was stunned for a long time.

Father.

That's right, he remembered something that he had neglected habitually. This person was not only a dangerous element, but also the biological son of this sentence.

It was also the father who explained the reason why he appeared here and was so relieved of the owner of this place.

Feng Ao's complexion was a little bad, because the weak and defenseless father touched the deepest wound in his heart.He thought of his master.The one who threw away his wholehearted trust and turned his wholehearted admiration into the most ridiculous joke.

He is an orphan, and was taken in by his master since he was a child. In his heart, his master is also a master and a father. He spent almost all his youth following the footsteps of that person.There is a saying that is true, the only person who has the ability to hurt you is someone you care about.Feng Ao had tasted the despair of being betrayed and slandered by the person he cared about the most, and even after so many years, he still couldn't let go of it.

Thinking of this, Feng Ao leaned over and hugged Zheng Youting.

Height 185, a muscular man, Feng Ao easily hugged him, but this kind of figure was quite contrary to Feng Ao's thin and tall figure at this time.Zheng Youting was startled, and when he woke up, he could only see Feng Ao's face vaguely. Before he could understand the fact that he was being hugged, his tense muscles suddenly relaxed, and he closed his eyes.

This detail made the last bit of hesitation in Feng Ao's heart disappear.

He doesn't care about Zheng Youting's life or death, but when the familiar trust from the deepest part of his soul is placed in front of him, he can't live up to it, and he can't help but care about the similar emotions that he has given the same.

Feng Ao has always been a cautious person, especially after the last arson with ulterior motives happened, he put medicine boxes in his house and car just in case.For this reason, he also deliberately learned about the current trauma medical methods, and the wound medicine and healing equipment in the residence are very complete.

Zheng Youting thought it was because he didn't have the energy, the wound on his chest was only scribbled with the medicine powder to stop the bleeding, which was torn from the medicine bag and then simply bandaged around.

Feng Ao took it apart and looked at it. The wound was in the middle of the heart. There is no possibility for ordinary people to survive. With a thought, he stuck it to his right chest - Zheng Youting's heart was born on the right side.

Knowing that his life was not in danger, Feng Ao ignored him and turned around to leave the room.

Li Hui's residence is only a few minutes away from here, but Feng Ao heard the movement of Li Hui standing in front of the door an hour later.

Li Hui was taking deep breaths at the door, taking deep breaths again, trying his best to do some kind of psychological construction, but the owner of the house didn't understand him doing this kind of criminal thing for the first time, and simply opened the door.

"Zheng, Mayor Zheng!" Li Hui stammered, almost screaming.

Feng Ao gave him a warning look, and asked in a low voice, "Have you cleaned it up?"

"I, I washed it clean." Affected by Feng Ao, Li Hui spoke with his tongue in his mouth and tried his best to whisper.He was afraid of being overheard and discovered. Although he was unexpectedly calm when he did it, when he thought of the blood stains he had wiped all the way, he felt scared and guilty.

Feng Ao turned sideways to let him in.

Then he said something that broke Li Hui: "Clean up the living room, too."

At this moment, Li Hui saw blood stains in the living room, and then heard Feng Ao's voice behind him: "Don't make too much noise." He was a little terrified.Without any hesitation, Li Hui made a move.

In the past, he was only a little in awe of Feng Ao, and this awe came from his intuition that Feng Ao was very powerful and would have great achievements in the future.But now he is afraid. For a pure young man who has been guilty of spreading rumors for a long time under the order of the leader, what he is facing today is too much!

But he didn't dare to refuse, he was afraid that if he refused, he might not be able to go back and see his depended boyfriend for the last time!

While cleaning the bloodstains, Li Hui imitated in his mind how Feng Ao dealt with the struggling man on the sofa, then dragged him to the balcony, threw him from the balcony on the second floor, and then dragged him outside to destroy the corpse situation.

Feng Ao continued to practice in the study, and when Li Hui was standing in front of his door hesitant to knock, he stopped and opened the door.

"Everything is wiped clean..."

Feng Ao nodded, indicating that he could leave.

Li Hui grimaced, pinched his palms several times, and then whispered like a fly flapping its wings: "Mayor Zheng... are you sure you are safe? There are usually mudslides and heavy rains in Fengshi. If something is caught What should I do if I rush out?"

Feng Ao knew what his assistant was thinking as soon as he heard it. Seeing Li Hui trembling like a frightened rabbit, he said such thoughtful and loyal words, he found it interesting. Feng Ao, who had no intention of explaining, started teasing him thoughts.

He had a slight smile on his face, but there was a cold light in the corner of his eyes: "Don't worry, even if someone finds his whole body, it will definitely not find my head."

Whole body.

Whole body...

When Li Hui went downstairs, what appeared in Li Hui's head was the smiling Mayor Zheng holding a knife and dismantling the corpse piece by piece, so that the last two steps were both empty, and fell to the ground with a bang .

Zheng Youting's recovery ability is very good. When he woke up in the afternoon, apart from still having a low fever, he already had energy.

"Give me something to eat."

These were the first words Zheng Youting saw Feng Ao when he woke up.The natural tone made Feng Ao, who was leaning against the door, raise his eyebrows.Even if he became a cheap father for nothing, he still had to ask Feng Aoken if he wanted this son, he was not in the mood to take care of him.

However, with rare kindness, Feng Ao pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "You do what you want."

Zheng Youting looked at him in astonishment, but when his expression recovered, his lips were tightly pursed.Without opening his mouth again, Zheng Youting stood up supporting his weak body, and went to the kitchen to look for something to eat.There were leftovers in the refrigerator that Feng Ao hadn't had time to deal with. Zheng Youting warmed them up, found the medicine box that was put back where it was last night, found antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines, and ate them dry.

He dealt with the wound on his own, with hands and mouth helping to re-bandage the wound on his chest, and then returned to the kitchen.

With the pot of hot rice on, Zheng Youting started to eat.

He was very hungry, and he ate very fast, gobbled it up for a while, was choked, and only coughed once and he held it back.It hurts too much to cough and touch the wound.

The appearance of him huddling in the corner like a wounded cub and licking his own wounds made Feng Ao feel better for no reason.Seeing Zheng Youting finish the leftovers with the boiled water, he felt that he had enjoyed enough, so Feng Ao turned around and went back to the study.

Zheng Youting came out, he went to Feng Ao's room, changed the bloody clothes, and put on Feng Ao's clothes he found.There was not much difference in height between the two, but Feng Ao's clothes looked tight on him, but at this time, he had no choice but to rummage through and found a relatively loose coat, and unbuttoned the shirt inside. Zip up the jacket.

After stuffing the remaining anti-inflammatory drugs and hemostatic drugs in the medicine box into his pocket, Zheng Youting came to the door of the study.

He opened the door, looked at Feng Ao who was sitting quietly on the chair and looked like he was dozing off, his voice was hoarse and indifferent: "You'd better forget about what happened last night."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Feng Ao didn't intend to respond, he fell silent for a while, then turned and left.

After he left, Feng Ao slowly opened his eyes.

Tsk, it's rare for Feng Ao to be a good person, but his partner is a white-eyed wolf.

Sure enough, kindness is a skillful waste of emotion.