Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

Duolun Road, No. [-], at the end of the century-old mottled stone steps, stands a rather exotic gray brick building.

This gallery called "Ten Days" was a gift that Yan Yaoqin planned to give to his son out of unspeakable guilt.The plaques inscribed by famous artists have just been hung, with the pliable fragrance of logs, not yet contaminated with dirt and dust.

However, at this moment, the elegance and tranquility that an art venue should have has disappeared. A bright yellow cordon has been pulled outside the steps, and the air is filled with a turbid and pungent smell of blood.Several explosion-proof armored vehicles starting with SD are waiting in full force, followed by emergency vehicles with flashing blue warning lights.

Just now, when the opening reception was drawing to a close, a group of thugs broke in suddenly, had a fierce gun battle with the bodyguards on the scene and the police officers on duty who came later, and hijacked the two young masters of the Yan family into the VIP room in the chaos , and confronted the police.

"squeak--"

Three black cars approached at high speed and stopped in front of the gallery. The wheels rubbed against the road, and a puff of green smoke rose.

"Bang bang bang" in the uniform opening and closing of the car doors, the assistants and bodyguards in black and sunglasses were well-trained and performed their duties, surrounded by a tall, dignified middle-aged man and went straight into the blockade.

The person in charge of the police, wearing an epaulette of two flowers and one petal, greeted him immediately: "Hi, Mr. Yan, I am Guo Jiaming, Senior Inspector of SDU. The bandits who hijacked your son are currently guarding the VIP room. All three are Chinese men, armed with There are guns. They want to speak to you in person. The Flying Tigers are being deployed, negotiators will be here in a quarter of an hour, and I hope you..."

"Inspector Guo, I will try my best to deal with him and delay the time. Please, the police must ensure the safety of the hostages!" Yan Yaoqin glanced at the bullet-marked, fragmented sculptures and paintings under his feet, speaking clearly and forcefully, faintly exuding an irresistible A sense of constriction, "Also, one of the hostages has severe asthma, so emergency personnel are fully prepared."

Seeing that the dominant power was taken away in a few words, Inspector Guo couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then keenly realized that the word used by the other party was "hostage", not "my son".This calm, almost indifferent attitude made people feel chills, as if he was just an officer who came to the scene to direct the operation, not the father of the abductee.

Abandoning Inspector Guo who was stunned for a while, Yan Yaoqin led the people straight to the temporary police command room.The technicians have already connected the closed-circuit television in the gallery. Because of the obstruction of the pillars and decorations, the video can only monitor a narrow corner of the VIP room.Barely visible in the picture, two teenagers were sitting with their hands tied behind their backs, leaning against a wall.

Yan Yaoqin's calm eyes first looked at his second son Zhuo Yang. It is unknown whether it was because of excessive fright or some other reason. This delicate and quiet young man's face was pale and almost transparent. Outlined two deep shadows, head and neck softly leaning against the wall, silently.

Seeing that it was not a serious problem, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at the delicate and beautiful young son next to him.

As the youngest son in the family, Yan Yusi has always been arrogant and can't bear the slightest grievance. Even though his life is in the hands of others, he still argues angrily with the gangsters. His ferocity is like a golden bird with fluffy feathers. The smoke made him cough violently, and his face flushed red.A fat man came into view, pointed the barrel of a gun at Yan Yusi's head, and cursed fiercely.

Yan Yaoqin took the connected communicator from Inspector Guo, and his stern face remained unchanged: "I am Yan Yaoqin, please ask if you have any requests, and don't hurt my son."

After a hissing radio noise, the bandit leader laughed madly: "Hahaha, Yan Yaoqin, Brother Yao! I am A Biao, remember me? You kicked him out just because you sold some irrelevant information. The A Biao who chased and killed, and finally ruined his family and his wife! Do you remember? Huh?" A ferocious long-haired man stood up, the corners of his mouth twitching, with an excited smile, "Yan Yaoqin, listen! So, immediately prepare 1000 million US dollars, send my wife here, and give me a car, no, a helicopter! Ahahaha, our brothers will take the money and fly away! Otherwise, your two precious sons will..." He gestured at the two teenagers with a gun, simulating the sound of gunfire, "Bang! Bang!"

The bullet did not shoot out of the barrel, but hit everyone's nerves.Yan Yaoqin covered the microphone with one hand, and announced his judgment softly: "Officers, judging from this state of confusion, it is very likely that A Biao has just taken drugs." The underworld boss has the most say.A person who loses his mind may make crazy moves at any time, and perhaps in the next second, blood will splatter and corpses will appear on the screen.

Rescue operations became more urgent.

"1000 million dollars is nothing but a trifle, give me some time to prepare. As long as it doesn't hurt anyone, I will comply with all your conditions. In addition, I can also promise you that I will never pursue what happened today! Since you have followed me , You should understand my character, Yan Yaoqin, and there is no reason to go back on what I say from my mouth!" Yan Yaoqin's tone was understated, but there was a faint violence around him that made people shy away.He has never been a person who is afraid of threats, and he can't stand himself succumbing to threats from others, but this time, he unexpectedly succumbed...

The situation in the VIP room became more and more urgent. Yan Yusi had already shown the symptoms of an asthma attack, breathing hard with his mouth wide open, and his shoulders trembled sharply due to the constriction of the trachea.Zhuo Yang's condition seemed a little better, but he was also groggy and crumbling.

Time passed by, tick, tick, tick, like the footsteps of death approaching quietly.

Yan Yaoqin put his left hand in the pocket of his trousers, looking leisurely and casual.No one knew that he was holding a small note paper tightly, because the palms were sticky and sweaty because of too much force.

Finally, the ransom was sent at the same time as the floor plan of the building.

After a short discussion, the police planned to rescue one hostage first. Taking advantage of the gap between the gangsters' negotiations, they observed the indoor situation. The snipers locked the location, and the Flying Tigers rushed in through the ventilation ducts, seized the opportunity, and subdued the remaining kidnappers in one fell swoop.

Yan Yaoqin held the communicator and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was staring at the prey that was close at hand: "A Biao, my people have found your wife and are on their way here. Her name is Shufen, right? I heard she is very beautiful." The helicopter is parked in the square behind, listen..." Inspector Guo waved his hand, and the sound of buzzing propellers came in time, "As for the cash of 1000 million US dollars, I can order someone to send it in right now. But... I also want to see your sincerity!"

Hearing the powerful roar of the helicopter engine, the gangsters began to loosen their defenses: "Hahaha, brother Yao is really a straightforward person, well, let's show you my sincerity, let's pay the money with one hand and the person with the other! As for the exchange? One...haha, let me be generous and leave it to you to decide!"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were on Yan Yaoqin.Making this decision seems extremely simple, but it is extremely difficult.

Although the two teenagers couldn't hear the movement outside, they also got a message from the gangster's answer, knowing that one of them would be the first to be rescued.

At this moment, Yan Yusi could no longer speak. He only opened his mouth in vain, inhaled desperately, and his body heaved up and down with intermittent panting. Under the torture of asthma, he might suffocate to death at any time. His big bright eyes The water is full of steam, full of desire to survive.

And Zhuo Yang, who had been quiet all this time, also twisted his body weakly, raised his eyes with difficulty, and secretly scanned around the corners of the room, finally found the tiny camera point connected to the outside world, his brows were tightly frowned, and his lips moved , seemed to say something, and then slowly lowered his head.

Without much time to hesitate, Yan Yaoqin firmly grasped the note in his pocket, stared at his second son for a while, and finally whispered a few words: "I want...the younger one."

The moment the kidnapper picked up the half-conscious Yan Yusi and dragged him to the door, Zhuo Yang realized his father's choice.

He stared fixedly at the camera lens, as if he was looking at Yan Yaoqin through the screen, his eyes were full of helplessness and confusion. After a while, the remaining blood color receded from that pure and peaceful face, and he shook his head helplessly. Shaking his head, closing his eyes, he fell down like a marionette.

The wall behind him was soaked in blood.

Yan Yaoqin tensed his body suddenly, threw himself in front of the screen, and pinched the edge of the monitor with his fingers, but finally resisted not making any sound.

The door of the VIP room "clicked" open, the fat man held a gun in one hand, looked around vigilantly, threw the thin Yan Yusi out, then picked up the suitcase containing the money, and retreated cautiously.In this one-thousandth of a second chance, the sniper rifle's sight was right between his eyebrows.

"Pfft—" There was no gunshot, only the slight pressure sound of the bullet piercing through the head.The police officer in the bulletproof vest flew into the dive, hugged Yan Yusi and rolled on the spot, hiding in a safe zone.Inspector Guo gave an order: "Action!"

Only then did the fat man's clumsy body crash to the ground.

Several heavily armed Flying Tigers kicked through the ventilation net and fell from the sky. A Biao was caught off guard and raised his gun to shoot, but was hit by the wrist and kicked to the ground. Immediately afterwards, his arms were twisted and held back by the police officers who rushed over.Another gangster also quickly lost the ability to resist.After confirming the safety, the first responders immediately rushed to the scene with medical equipment. Following the rapid password, they nervously infused fluids, gave oxygen, opened the trachea, and the monitoring equipment beeped...

Yan Yaoqin stood in a daze for a moment, walked through the busy crowd like sleepwalking, came to Zhuo Yang, bent down stiffly, and held his son's hand.That hand was icy cold, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.He wanted to call Zhuo Yang's name, but it was too heavy to open the corners of his lips.

Zhuo Yang chuckled with difficulty, as if he was relieved, but also as if he was laughing at himself. With the last of his strength, he broke his hand out of Yan Yaoqin's hand, fell to the ground, and then slowly closed his eyes, never opening them again.

At this moment, Yan Yaoqin suddenly realized that his feet were covered in blood, which was overwhelming and shocking. It covered the thick soles of his shoes and splashed on his neat trousers.It turned out that from the beginning to the end, Zhuo Yang was sitting in a pool of blood. It was a shame that the damn surveillance camera couldn't see the ground under him.

A doctor stepped forward to check his pupils and pulse, and confirmed that there were no signs of life. He lowered his head and looked at his watch and announced, "Time of death, 48:[-] p.m.." He comforted Yan Yaoqin with regret, "Mr. Yan, I am so sorry. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the shot in the back probably hit an artery near the spine. It is a miracle that he survived until now. In fact, it is a very wise choice to save the other child first. Although your youngest son There was a case of cardiac arrest once, but he was rescued quickly and is currently in stable condition, please rest assured."

Yan Yaoqin nodded, acting calm and rational, and even smiled politely after hearing what the doctor said.

Yes, it is indeed a wise choice - unfortunately Zhuo Yang would not think so.

This always quiet and indifferent boy didn't know that he also had a father until he was 14 years old, and he was very happy about it.After his mother passed away, he came to the strange Yan's house alone, hiding all the helplessness and anxiety in his heart. Be better... Do your best to demand yourself, thinking that one day, with hard work and dedication, you will be favored by your father.

Yan Yaoqin caressed the note in his pocket with his fingers. Even if he didn't take it out to read it, he still clearly remembered every word on it: [Father, please remember to attend the reception this afternoon. I have prepared a small gift for you. hope you'll like it.See you this afternoon. ——Zhuo Yang] The Zhuo character is stretched and stretched in the last vertical line, with vigorous strength, just like the young man who writes. He looks peaceful and restrained, but he is extremely proud and stubborn in his bones.

Dad, I hope you like it, Dad, see you this afternoon...

Even though the blood was about to flow dry, he still fought for his last breath and insisted on refusing to die—until his father chose another son, and the only belief supporting his life finally collapsed.

This young man withstood gratuitous violence, ferocious bullets, and fatal wounds, but finally died of... the despair of being cruelly abandoned...