Crossflow

Tao Fengche never thought that this kind of thing specially developed to deal with the enemy would one day target himself.

He raised his head and carefully looked at the two bodyguards in front of him from beginning to end, as if he wanted to keep their appearance firmly in his heart.

The bodyguard lowered his head, and the body blocking the gate remained motionless, letting Tao Fengche's eyes scan back and forth on him, like two silent stone statues.

Tao Fengche's memory is very good. When he went to inspect the base before, he only needed half a day to memorize the main persons in charge. What's more, these bodyguards who stay at home all the year round can be called day and night—everyone He remembers everything clearly.

Only four months ago, at Tao Zhixing's funeral, these two people in front of him were still standing in front of him, and together with other bodyguards they formed a solid wall that people could rely on, silently raising their hands to Sui Yuesheng. He fired his gun, and only waited for his order to shoot.

But now, they obeyed Sui Yuesheng's instructions, blocked the door with a gesture that could not be refused, and turned their guns on him.

...But this is not because the bodyguard betrayed, or Sui Yuesheng bought people's hearts too fast.

The Tao family trained bodyguards according to the standards of training dead men in the history of Kyushu. The bodyguards only obeyed the orders of the head of the Tao family, that is, the owner of the Jade Finger.If the Patriarch didn't give an order, then the past friendship can still play a role, and a little accommodation can be made; but once there is a conflict with the Patriarch's order, they will not hesitate to carry out the Patriarch's order.

When Tao Fengche was young, he heard Xu Song tell many stories about the loyalty of his bodyguards. During his adolescence when he was suffering from the Second Secondary Disease, he had imagined a future in which he would take over the power from his father and be sworn allegiance by them. Is it the feeling of being ordered by the arm?

But he never thought that there would be such a day-the bodyguards were not loyal to him, and showed their fangs to him.

Reminiscent of the situation on the day of the funeral, even though the occasion is not right now, Tao Fengche still has a subtle emotion similar to the turn of feng shui.

The bodyguards had clearly stated their position, and Tao Fengche knew in his heart that if he decided to force his way in, they would really be able to stab him unconscious with an anesthesia gun.

He wasn't going to try the method himself and experience the effects of the special anesthetic for himself, so he took half a step back slightly to show his concession.

Seeing this, the two bodyguards felt relieved - if possible, they didn't want to fight Tao Fengche.Even though the head of the Tao family is Sui Yuesheng, after all, Tao Fengche's surname is Tao, and he is the only Tao family bloodline in the world.

But Tao Fengche didn't turn around and leave as they expected.

He stood there, pondered for a moment, then sneered a few times: "Although it's already like this, I still have to ask again. You are determined not to let me go out today, even if I just go to the shooting range, right?"

When the two heard this, they both lowered their heads even more forcefully, their facial muscles collapsing together, their jaws clenched, all signs showed that their hearts were not without disturbances.But under Tao Fengche's gaze, they finally nodded in embarrassment, called young master in a low voice, and didn't say a word more.

"Okay." Tao Fengche nodded with a half-smile, and the smile on his face got bigger and bigger, and finally he pulled out a sarcasm, "Okay."

He raised his voice and repeated the word again. The bodyguards lowered their heads, and none of them dared to look up at him, but they still stubbornly refused to move away.

Tao Fengche didn't want to spend any more time with them at the door, so he turned and left without looking back, and walked straight to the gym on the first floor of the main house.

When he walked to the door, a bodyguard probably got an order from the radio, changed into a training uniform and followed behind him silently, preparing to come in to be his training partner, but Tao Fengche directly threw him out. Door.

——He has no interest in beating people with sandbags to vent his anger.It was only his duty that the bodyguards stopped him at the door. Such a loyal and "defying power" subordinate should be rewarded rather than punished.

But Tao Fengche's depression and anger caused by this also really existed.

He locked the door of the gym, took off his jacket in silence, threw it to the ground forcefully, carefully wrapped the bandages on his hands, and punched the sandbags hanging down.

More than an hour later, Tao Fengche was naked from the upper body, carrying the sweat soaked clothes in one hand, and pushed open the door of the gym with the other hand. Behind him were two sandbags that had been hammered and burst.

The gym was in a mess, like a tornado passing through, Tao Fengche's face sank like water, everyone was silent, no one dared to touch this young master's bad luck at this moment.When he went upstairs, the bodyguard guarding the stairs even subconsciously turned sideways and respectfully made way for him.

But even so, no one said that the young master is already so angry, why not let him play in the shooting range for a while, since they are all in the yard anyway, nothing will happen.

Even Xu Song remained silent.

Tao Fengche went back to the room, threw the clothes in his hand into the laundry basket with a wave of his hand, went to the cloakroom to get clean clothes and took a shower, the warm water took away the sweat and dust from his body, and also Gone a little irritable and anxious mood.

But when Tao Fengche walked out of the bathroom after washing up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the bathroom, glanced across the yard inadvertently, and saw the bodyguards patrolling in groups, all the psychological construction he had prepared in advance was wasted.

Negative emotions once again swept over aggressively, engulfing him whole.

Tao Fengche thought of the bodyguards he saw when he went upstairs, the all-pervasive gaze, and those two bodyguards who said they were patrolling the stairs, but in fact they kept staring at him.

Even though he was at home and in the familiar room he had lived in since childhood, Tao Fengche still felt a sudden suffocation.

The air turned into viscous cement, tightly blocking his trachea, Tao Fengche couldn't breathe, he wished he could open the window and shout twice, in order to relieve a ten thousandth of the anxiety in his heart.

But he ended up not doing that.

...Tao Fengche has already discovered that his range of activities is limited to the main building.

The Tao family's ancestral house occupies a very large area, and the main house is as big as a castle. When business partners who are close to them come to visit, they are all full of praise for it.

But once under house arrest, no matter how good the house is, it is nothing more than a beautifully decorated high-end cage.

Tao Fengche locked himself in the room, wandered from the study to the cloakroom, and finally returned to the bedroom, like a caged animal circling back and forth, when he unconsciously followed this route to the eighth circle, He finally came to his senses and stopped.

——It won’t work if this continues, and if he continues, he will suspect that he has stereotyped behavior.

He stood still by the window, stopped circling in vain, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain in front of the French window, completely covering the view of the courtyard and the secret peeping of the bodyguards, and then plunged into the quilt.

The long night is long, it is better to sleep.

When you wake up, everything should be fine.

Tao Fengche comforted himself.

It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.Perhaps because of something hidden in his heart, Tao Fengche tossed and turned on the bed for several hours, and fell asleep in a daze until after two o'clock, and woke up from the nightmare in the early five o'clock.

The feeling of life and death in the dream is too real, and the scene of broken limbs everywhere is too immersive. Even after struggling to return to reality, Tao Fengche can still recall the panic of running out of ammunition .

He was short of breath and covered in cold sweat. He reached out and took out the Desert Eagle from under his pillow. After disassembling it, he checked the magazine, and then reassembled it. The rhythm of his breathing gradually stabilized with this movement. He put the pistol back in its place, stood up and left the room.

Under the silent gaze of bodyguards everywhere, Tao Fengche walked to the kitchen with a sullen face, and dug out a large bottle of lemonade from the refrigerator.

The servant on duty at night and the cook looked at each other, and the former said cautiously, "Master, would you like something to eat?"

Tao Fengche shook his head, found a glass, poured lemonade into it, and added a lot of ice cubes to it.

The servant felt his teeth were weak just looking at it, so he hurriedly tried to dissuade him politely, but Tao Fengche ignored it and drank it in one gulp, chewing a piece of ice slowly, shivering all over his body at the same time , the blood color lingering in his mind finally faded a little.

He put the glass on the counter and let out a long breath.

"Has Sui Yuesheng come back?"

His voice sounded tired, and the servant couldn't bear it for no reason, but he still told the truth.

"……not yet."

"it is good."

Tao Fengche nodded slightly, and without further words, he left the kitchen, returned to the room, lay down on the quilt that was still warm, and returned to that grotesque dream again.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Tao Fengche was sitting at the dining table, eating shrimp dumplings in a leisurely manner, without the slightest sign that he had been haunted by nightmares all night.

Xu Song bowed slightly to serve beside him, reaching out his hand to fill up the soy milk in Tao Fengche's cup from time to time, and Tao Fengche didn't even raise his head. When he finished eating the shrimp dumplings in the steamer, he asked casually, "Brother, what else?" Woolen cloth?"

Xu Song was taken aback: "He went to the company with the boss."

Tao Fengche nodded noncommittally, and said, "He hasn't come back all night?"

The tone of voice is not like a question, but more like a firm statement.

"..."

Xu Song felt a burst of pressure for no reason.Ever since Tao Fengche's relationship with Yuesheng slowed down, he hadn't faced Tao Fengche like this for a long time.

He held his breath, pondered Tao Fengche's thoughts, and said cautiously, "Yes."

Tao Fengche let out a "hmm", as if he was just asking casually, then picked up the spoon, stirred the black rice porridge in the bowl, scooped up another spoonful, and looked carefully.

The stewed black rice porridge was so soft and sticky, Tao Fengche carefully looked at it for a while before counting the rice grains, then put it into his mouth with satisfaction, chewed it slowly for a long time, and finally made a swallowing movement .

Xu Song originally thought that the story was over, but when he saw Tao Fengche's attitude, his heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

Sure enough, after Tao Fengche finished eating the porridge, he waved his hand and turned away the servants around him.

"The phone call last night was related to the secret business at home, right?" Tao Fengche asked.

"Yes." Xu Song smiled wryly, "Master is really perceptive, you can't hide anything from you..."

"Don't say such things." Tao Fengche twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "The battle is so big, who is the one who died?"

That's the question, but he already had a few candidates in his mind, all of whom were people who attended the reading of Tao Zhixing's will during Tao Zhixing's funeral.

But even though Tao Fengche was thinking about it, he couldn't guess the answer Xu Song gave.

"The deceased is... Liu Tianlei."