If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

The cold wind howled outside the window, and the room was deadly silent.

The atmosphere remained deadlocked without any further development.

Suddenly the old man started to move. He opened the drawer, took out a gun and put it on the table, and said to Bai Jin: "You kill me, avenge your parents and your unborn siblings, and let the fifth child go."

Bai Jin froze, he didn't know what the old man meant, he made countless speculations when he came, and even made preparations.But the current development is too different from what he thought.

He looked at the gun on the table, he stretched out his hand and slowly raised it up.

Picking up a small pistol was not light, and Bai Jinyi's hands were shaking.

In the past ten years, he has been pleasing the old man constantly, and has suffered all the humiliation and pain of being dependent on others.

If it wasn't for the old man, he would have grown up in a good family environment.

He may sleep in a comfortable quilt every day, and then study hard and have normal social interactions.

Instead of waking up cold in a damp quilt every night, the holidays are either brought forward or postponed, and I am alone when everyone is buzzing.At this moment, Bai Jin hated the old man to death.

He slowly pulled down the safety pin, and the old man closed his eyes.

Uncle Hua standing on the side said anxiously: "Master Bai!"

Bai Jin paused.

The old man opened his eyes, looked at Uncle Hua, and said, "Don't stop him, a life for a life."

Bai Jinyi's vision was blurred, and he gasped for breath, his breathing was very rapid, as if he couldn't slow it down: A life for a life?How should my mother and my unborn siblings be counted? ! ! "

As soon as the words fell, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang—" The sound of the gun with the silencer was low, and the bullet hit the bookcase behind the old man, shattering the vase all over the floor.

Uncle Hua turned pale and rushed over, only to find that the old man was unscathed.

The old man raised his eyelids, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and said, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Bai Jinyi's eyes were red, and his jaw was numb from the shock. He threw the gun on the ground, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Kill you? I won't. The more you don't want what kind of person your son will become, I will The more you will live to see how Zhang Zucong's life is ruined."

After Bai Jinyi finished speaking, he staggered out of the house that was halfway up the mountain.

The throbbing in the bottom of my heart has not calmed down, and the tremor brought by the moment the bullet was fired has not dissipated until now.

Bai Jin suddenly leaned against the street lamp and panted heavily. It is undeniable that at that moment he really wanted to kill the old man and avenge his parents.But it was also at that moment that he suddenly couldn't do it.

He is afraid.

I am afraid that I will step into the abyss of crime after taking that step, and I will become the second old man. I am also afraid that Zhang Zucong will know... Bai Jinyi raised his head and looked at the street lamp emitting a dim yellow light above , but the regret in my heart slowly came to my heart.

Why did he let go of such a good opportunity to avenge his parents?

Even if he didn't kill the old man, he and Zhang Zucong wouldn't be able to get together.

Bai Jinyi smiled in a low voice, it was wrong and inappropriate, it would be better for him to die himself.

He lit a cigarette, this idea is unrealistic, he still has Lin Nianxing and Song Yaya to take care of.

When the cigarette next to his mouth burned out, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and took a look, it was Yun Ye.

"What about you? Didn't you go to the bathroom?"

As soon as Bai Jin stubbed out the cigarette butt, his voice was hoarse as if forced out of his throat: "Find someone to pick me up."

The old man sat on the chair and watched Bai Jinyi in the surveillance camera get into the car and leave, then he said slowly: "Have you recorded everything just now?"

Uncle Hua nodded, and handed over the recording pen in his hand to the old man.

The old man nodded, crossed the walnuts in his hands, looked out the window at the vast night, then put the walnuts on the shelf, and said: "I have already told you what to do next, you can put this recording on the side, don't take the initiative Hand it over to the fifth. Uncle Hua didn't say a word, until Zhang Zhengpei put the gun in front of him, then he raised his head and said, "Master, do you really want to do this? "

The old man's eyes are still fierce. His illness is numbered, and he will die sooner or later.

Living is just causing pain, so it's better to use this relief to completely separate Bai Jinyi and Zhang Zucong.

These scandals must not happen in the Zhang family.

"Shoot." The old man sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

Uncle Hua took a deep breath, raised his gun and shot the old man in the chest with his eyes closed.

Blood gushed out instantly, and the old man groaned in pain.

Uncle Hua slowly lowered his hand holding the gun, and the pain in his eyes flashed.

Blood slipped from the corner of the old man's mouth, he curled his lips and smiled, his eyes closed slowly, completely lifeless.

Uncle Hua took a deep breath. When he was young, he and the master were in the same army. The master had a very bad temper, but he was the bravest when fighting the enemy.

At a young age, he climbed up to the position that others can only take in ten or twenty years. He has admired the master since he was young. From the guard to the housekeeper, ASRock has never married and took care of his commander, so he has been admiring him all his life. looking at his master.

Uncle Hua closed his eyes, then threw the gun into the pond, and went out to arrange the bodyguards, each of them gave a lot of money, and only after he had arranged everything, he called Zhang Zucong's phone number .

Zhang Zucong just received a call from the person he sent to protect Bai Jinyi, saying that after Bai Jinyi was taken away by several suspicious people, he already guessed who did it.

He didn't expect that he had attracted the attention of the old man after he left the banquet yesterday, and he had already made a move to Bai Jin in less than 24 hours.He was getting angry when he suddenly received a call from Uncle Hua.

He connected without thinking, and said in a slightly out of control tone, "Where is Bai Jinyi!"

"Fifth Master," Uncle Hua's voice was a little sad, "The old man is gone in Nanshan..." Zhang Zucong was stunned, and didn't react for a long time.

After reacting, he slammed the steering wheel back and rushed to Nanshan.

When Zhang Zucong arrived at Nanshan, Uncle Hua had already taken care of it for the old man, so Zhang Zucong didn't find anything when he arrived.

When Zhang Zucong arrived with a pale face, the old man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Zhang Zucong's pupils trembled, and his feet seemed to be so heavy that he couldn't lift them up.

Ever since he could remember, the image of the old man in his mind was the Tyrannosaurus of the Century.

Even after being tortured by illness in the past few months, I still scold people when I catch them, and I have never been so quiet like now.

After learning that the old man had cancer, Zhang Zucong was ready, but when this day came, he still found it difficult to accept.Not knowing how long it should have passed, Zhang Zucong took a deep breath and said, "When did you go?"

Uncle Hua lowered his eyelids and said, "Not long before I called you."

Zhang Zucong took a deep breath and nodded. Standing tensely under the light, a man in his 30s seemed a little helpless at the moment.

Not knowing what came to his mind, he suddenly said, "Where's Bai Jinyi?"

Uncle Hua looked away, and said, "Master Bai has already gone back."

Zhang Zucong breathed a sigh of relief, and then went out to prepare for the old man's funeral.

In just a few hours, all five brothers of their family came to the villa in Nanshan.

There was no sound in the huge room except for Zhu Qingfang's soft weeping.

Obviously no one reacted.

Zhang Zucong lit another cigarette, and after only a few hours, Zhang Zucong's deep eyes showed fatigue.

Just when everyone couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere, the eldest brother Zhang Zuyu burst into tears.

The man in his late fifties was crying very sadly, his tears seemed to be broken, and he threw himself on the old man and cried hoarsely.

In the end, he didn't seem to want to accept the blow. He turned his head and stared at Zhang Zucong, and said, "Did you kill Dad? 丨!!"

When these words came out, all the children and grandchildren present were shocked. Naturally, they didn't think that Zhang Zucong killed the old man, but thought that the elder brother was so sad that he went crazy.

The second brother, Zhang Zuyan, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, what are you talking about? Dad has terminal cancer, how could it be the fifth brother!"

Zhang Zuyu, however, was as relentless as if he had entered a barrier. He said sharply, "Who knows, Dad couldn't have just informed Lao Wu to be here alone, and wouldn't let us see him off for the last time!"

Zhang Zucong pressed down the cigarette butt irritably, looked at Zhang Zuyu with deep eyes, sneered, and said, "Brother, did you go after Sad Dad or did you not divide the shares in Sad Dad's hands?"

Before Zhang Zuyu could react, sister-in-law Deng Meimei wiped her eyes and yelled, "Fifth brother, what are you talking about丨?" Zhang Zucong didn't speak, but looked at Uncle Hua.

Uncle Hua sighed, and said: "Master, I didn't see anyone in the end. The old man was tortured by the serious illness and committed suicide. This is the old man's last words."

Zhang Zuyu quickly took the suicide note and read it, and soon all the brothers went to read the suicide note.

Only Zhang Zucong was shocked, and his pupils shrank sharply to look at Uncle Hua, but the latter avoided Zhang Zucong's sight.

An absurd and terrifying thought came to Zhang Zucong's heart.

He rushed over to lift Uncle Hua's collar and dragged him out.

The cold wind in the garden was biting, Zhang Zucong pinched Uncle Hua's neck against the wall, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were a little bloodshot: "It is absolutely impossible for the old man to commit suicide!"

Uncle Hua lifted his feet off the ground, and his face was flushed due to poor breathing.

Zhang Zucong let go of his hand abruptly, and said in a deep voice, "Say!"

Uncle Hua lowered his head, but without coughing, he said: "Fifth Master, the old man has done many wrong things before, but this time he wants to ask for forgiveness. Don't blame Young Master Bai. The five thunderbolts are nothing more than that.

The thought in Zhang Zucong's mind was confirmed, his feet suddenly went limp, and his breathing fluttered for a few beats.

After a while, he looked at Uncle Hua with a gloomy and warning look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't let this matter out, and deal with it as if the old man committed suicide."

The author has something to say, I'm here? Gou Cong: "Be merciful, I still want a wife."

Yuyu: "I will."