old man feeding rules

"The light driver holds the tinder in his hand and walks in the endless dark desert. He rushes to the executioner's hunting ground. The dedication of the son of light will spread the brilliance all over the earth, bringing the dawn of new life to the world. He looks at the reborn Lamb, split off its own afterglow, and fall into darkness. The son of light is immortal, and his faith will last forever in the world."

When the trigger was pulled, the empty gun barrel echoed crisply, swaying in the empty hall.

There was no gunfire, and in the dead silence, it seemed that only the violent heartbeats of people could be heard one after another.

"Your luck is amazing."

Zhang Chunxiao pushed Jiang Xun, sat back to the original place, raised his eyes and let himself go, staring blankly at the ceiling painted with rococo patterns, and said with a smile: "I put five bullets in the gun, and only one is left. Empty seat, I originally thought that if I accidentally killed you, I could only blame your own bad luck, and it has nothing to do with me, but it is a pity that God did not give me this opportunity to avenge myself."

I don't know whether it is Jiang Xun who is mocking, or himself.

Song Yuzhi said lightly: "He has never relied on luck."

After saying that, he let go of his clenched hand, and five bullets fell to the ground, causing a series of crisp echoes.

Zhang Chunxiao froze for a moment, hurriedly went to check the magazine, and smiled self-deprecatingly when he found it was empty, and simply patted the gun on the table, squinting at Jiang Xun.

"Yeah, why did I forget, this is your forte, you just unloaded the magazine without anyone noticing, just repeating the old trick, you have saved his life with this trick not once or twice, but Now, he shouldn't hate you anymore, who let this time, no comrade in arms he cares about die."

Jiang Xun seemed to still have lingering fears. The loss of blood made it difficult for him to concentrate. He was also in a trance at that moment. It wasn't until he heard the ethereal sound of bullets landing and Song Yuzhi patted his head to comfort him that he was convinced that he had indeed escaped. .

But Zhang Chunxiao's words also reminded him of some unbearable memories. Thinking that Chitose's death might have something to do with the other party, instead of feeling sad about it, he could even slander him. He felt worthless for Chitose.

"You are the junior brought out by Brother Qian. Since he entered the city bureau, he has taken you by the hand. No matter what dangers he encounters, he will rush ahead of you and treat you like his own brother. How can you treat him like that?" I'm done!!"

Zhang Chunxiao restrained his previous arrogant attitude, looked at him indifferently, remained silent for a while, and then said: "Normally speaking, a villain who has been forced to this level should say something that both people and gods are angry with, so that the whole world is eager to punish him. I also thought about it, but unfortunately, when I think of Brother Qian, I really can’t make myself hard-hearted, so these days I have been trying not to let myself think about it, trying to convince myself that in fact, Brother Qian’s death was not my fault, and I didn’t have to Regret, after all, the fault is still yours, if not for you, Cheng Rang would not have chosen the unlucky him."

"Zhang Chunxiao!"

"Jiang Xun, I'm not here to catch up with you, to take the blame from each other, these few people..."

Zhang Chunxiao slowly raised his hand, pointing at Peng Xueqing, Zhu Qianqian, and a few inconspicuous players present. Jiang Xun just met each other and couldn't even remember their names.

Finally, he pointed at Song Yuzhi.

"...all were involved victims of the '6.23' bombing."

Jiang Xun suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yuzhi, more puzzled than shocked.

At such a time, Zhang Chunxiao has no reason to tell such a lie that will be exposed immediately. Besides, after working together for these years, Jiang Xun knows better than anyone that the other party is not a person who will jump over the wall in a hurry, stupid enough to use this kind of cheap method that can be easily exposed The two hundred and five who came to sow discord, the most important thing is...

Seeing that Jiang Xun was not in a hurry to refute, Song Yuzhi, who was so calm and almost indifferent to Zhang Chunxiao's identification, felt a surge of blood in his chest, shaking his internal organs, making him suffocate.

For some reason, the man didn't say a word, but continued to stare at Zhang Chunxiao with that scrutinizing gaze, as if waiting for an opportunity for the other party to show his flaws and fall short, and did not give Jiang Xun the explanation he needed most at this moment.

At this moment, all the happiness and joy of the rest of his life turned into confusion. At this moment, he was only thankful that the long-term coexistence and communication with that person had taught him to be calm, and he would no longer use the two sharp blades of doubt and anger. Stabbing the person he loves deeply, and the person who loves him deeply.

He calmed down, looked away, and looked at Zhang Chunxiao again, "After ten years, why did you gather the victims of the year again? What is your purpose, or what do you want to get from them?"

Zhang Chunxiao still smiled maliciously, looking at Jiang Xun like a hungry wolf facing the delicacies that are about to fall into its mouth, with a hint of compassion for the victims or devotees in its greed.

"Hasn't he ever told you about the past?" Zhang Chunxiao raised his hand and pointed at Song Yuzhi, and then smiled very strangely, "It seems that he has been sleeping with you for so long, and he is just taking advantage of you. It's so pitiful, Jiang Fu, a person like you who is so self-respecting that you don't want to shed blood, sweat, or tears, will be reduced to the point where people play with your body and mind, and you get nothing in the end, it's so pitiful that it makes people laugh."

Jiang Xun said indifferently: "It's not your turn to dictate my affairs."

"Aren't you stupid enough to comfort yourself and wishful thinking that he is hiding from you to protect you? Think about it carefully, is it true that whenever the investigation makes progress and you think you are getting closer to the truth, are you okay? The clues that are easy to control will be broken. When you want to pursue it again, someone will delay you with various excuses and prevent you from directly accessing the evidence. Have you ever thought that he actually sleeps next to you every night? They are all worried, worried that you, who are so sharp and quick-witted, will notice his movements and will suspect him one day, so he has to use another, more secure way to tie you."

Jiang Xun's face became more and more embarrassing, the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He was suppressing his great anger, trying not to let himself get angry, and kicked the bastard who was talking nonsense in front of him.

But for Song Yuzhi who kept silent and stayed out of the matter like a bystander, Zhang Chunxiao made an inch of it.

He mocked sharply: "As the saying goes, a hero is saddened by a beautiful woman, Jiang Fu, Jiang Fu, I see you alone all these years, and I still think you are really pure-hearted, wanting nothing, you can say In the end, you are nothing but a coward, a self-willed trash, the hatred of killing your teacher and friend, and the hatred of framing your comrades in arms. In the end, you swallowed them one by one. Unfortunately, I still treat you as a man who stands up to the sky. In the end, but It's just a stray dog."

Zhang Chunxiao stood up, pointed at the wound on Jiang Xun's chest, and looked at the slightly changed face of the man, a distorted pleasure instantly filled his limbs and bones, every cell in his body was excited about it, and the long-suppressed jealousy was finally relieved. great satisfaction.

"It turns out that you will still have today. If I had known that it would only take a little bit of ridiculous but useful love to pull you down from the altar, I would give you a little bit. Then the pleasure of revenge on you with my own hands will be ten times and a hundred times more than it is now." , Now that I think about it, I really regret it..."

Zhang Chunxiao glared angrily at Song Yuzhi, who turned his arm back to his back expressionlessly, "Why, are you angry at being told what's on your mind? Don't you really have feelings for him?" What kind of feelings, bah! I look down on those of you who go through the back door the most. When you are with him, do you sleep with him or do you sleep with him? Are you nervous about sleeping with him? Doubts come to you and make all your efforts go in vain? But if you say that you are afraid that he will deny the relationship between you, then my impression of you will change."

Song Yuzhi lowered his eyebrows, his voice was colder than the mountain wind that had been lingering in the valley for a long time, "Have you said enough?"

"What, you got hit by the rumor? Oh, you're nothing more than that, hiss... Could it be that you're really treating him..."

Before Zhang Chunxiao could finish speaking, Jiang Xun stood up and held Song Yuzhi's cuff to make the latter let go.

Zhang Chunxiao, who thought that the provocation just now made the pair of Bi people suspicious of each other, and was complacent about his behavior, and planned to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, secretly stretched his hand to the table where the gun was shot just now, but was caught by a cold one in the middle. He grasped it with his palm, stopping all his next movements.

He heard Jiang Xun's slightly hoarse voice questioning: "Is this the result you want?"

These words should have been said to Song Yuzhi, but after he and Song Yuzhi were silent for a while, the slap on the head fell on Zhang Chunxiao's face with a crisp sound, scaring the latter and everyone around him watching the theater Silly.

As the old saying goes, slapping someone doesn't slap someone in the face. For an adult man, the humiliation of being slapped is far higher than two people fighting with each other. Zhang Chunxiao was furious almost instantly, and used all kinds of dirty tricks , swung a fist and wanted to hit the man's wound.

Song Yuzhi pulled Jiang Xun behind him, and relying on the height difference of more than ten centimeters, he raised his leg and kicked Zhang Chunxiao's waist and abdomen, kicking him several meters away.

This time, Zhang Chunxiao, who was also injured, suffered from pain, and finally calmed down. He was tied to a chair by Song Shensi and Xiao Shi and no longer resisted, but yelled at Jiang Xun's back with a red neck: "Vice Jiang, are you fucking crazy?" ! This person lied to you for half a year, stopped you from investigating the case, and even lied to sleep and love. You can bear this, but you are fucking outrageous! You don’t want to have sex with him, do you?”

Jiang Xun walked up to him without saying a word, raised his hand and slapped him again.

He was an injured person, and the beating didn't hurt or itch, so Zhang Chunxiao also got a bit of a donkey's energy, and shouted at him, "You really don't want to know what he did to you? Jiang Punishment! You were played by him, played by him! You, you idiot!!"

"If you keep on talking, I'll take your chin off."

Jiang Xun looked down at Zhang Chunxiao who was too frightened to make a sound, turned his head and glanced at the worried Song Yuzhi, sat back to his original position, slowly took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

Even if he didn't say a word, the two slaps that Zhang Chunxiao just slapped were enough to deter everyone. No one dared to make a mistake in his anger for a while, and they all stood silently next to each other, like a prisoner waiting to be tried.

"Anything I ask, you just answer. Avoid the important and ignore the minor. Now we are all isolated in this barren mountain. No one knows which will come first, the truth or death. There is no point in delaying time. If I You, why not give each other a good time."

Zhang Chunxiao spat out blood, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I'll tell you what you want to know. It just so happens that your little lover is here too. The credibility of confronting you face-to-face is much higher than my one-sided words." He raised his chin Pointing at Song Yuzhi, "Song, what about you? If you don't say a word and pretend to be dumb, you are sophistry."

"There is nothing to argue about." Song Yuzhi's voice was clear and cold, like a sinking pond, so calm that it could not stir up any ripples, "What you said is the truth, I can't deny it, I was indeed killed in the '6.23' bombing One of the hostages, I was only 15 years old at the time, was a student of Jinghua Middle School, and the victim who was shot in that case was Guo Tianlei, a third-year student of Yan Normal University, who was forming a pair with Jinghua Team up with me in an extra-curricular study group linkage and be my tutor."

Having said that, he paused for a while, and looked at Peng Xueqing, who was in a trance with absent-minded eyes.

"When he was covering the rescue of the intruding police, he was discovered by the drug-dealing kidnappers, and he was shot in the head. On the spot..."

Before the words were finished, Peng Xueqing, who had been silent all along, suddenly let out a roar like a wild beast, and rushed towards him tearfully.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~