Kanto Fengyue

three provinces in the Northeast.

However, once the war started, it was a bad battle.Before you die, Mr. He still plans to stay quietly for two days, and let the people he wants to see accompany him well, so it's a good day stolen.On the other hand, give Feng Wu ample time and be prepared to fail. With such a large family business, it will take time to transfer funds.

Han Jianfeng hesitated for a moment: "It's fine for me to play with you in Tumen for a few more days, but over there in Xueyuan..." subconsciously wanted to pull his hand out of He Yaoting's clothes.

He Yaoting suddenly reached out to stop his retreat, pressed one hand on the back of his hand, inserted five fingers between his fingers, and slowly clenched it tightly: "Xue Yuan, don't worry, I told Xiao Wu and Han Lin that they will stand up for a while." no problem."

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☆, the day of yesterday

He Yaoting stared at Han Jianfeng's handsome face for a long time, slowly approached him, looked directly into the other's eyes, his eyes were gentle and soft, and sighed softly: "Jianfeng, finally there are only two of us left." Slowly moved his hand to Han Jianfeng's neck, pulled him over with all his strength, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the collarbone of his neckline, then raised his head and smiled faintly: "You know how much such an opportunity is! Is it hard to find?" The tone seemed to be the reward of suffering.

Han Jianfeng shuddered calmly, looked at He Yaoting blankly for a while, and forced a smile unnaturally: "If you want me to accompany you, you can do it anytime."

He Yaoting also laughed, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart with flesh and blood, making him look like a man and a woman: "Really?" A pair of big black and white eyes were looking at Han Jianfeng gently: " Like this for a lifetime, always on call?"

Han Jianfeng swallowed hard, and He Yaoting, who was usually used to being arrogant and arrogant, suddenly became affectionate, which made him very nervous.Then he took a deep breath, calmed down, and said haha ​​cautiously: "Yes, as long as you need me to do things for you. I will be there on call. You can rest for a while, and I will warm up the medicine."

He Yaoting dragged him back, stopped him, and sprayed his warm breath on his face: "Don't go. Don't rush to take the medicine." A pair of big bright eyes sparkled with water.

Han Jianfeng smiled wryly, but didn't break free, letting him hold her: "Yao Ting, what are you doing?"

He Yaoting hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled evilly: "I have something for you to do now." Pushing Han Jianfeng to the ground, he bullied himself onto it.

Han Jianfeng helplessly grabbed the hand that was tearing his clothes, and begged softly, "What's the matter? Yao Ting, can you let go of me first?"

He Yaoting didn't show any intention of stopping, and raised his sword eyebrows: "No way." When they approached him, the two could smell their breath, and an ambiguous atmosphere rose instantly: "Jian Feng, Yao Lin was sent to the countryside by me for more than half a year. Do you understand what I mean?"

Han Jianfeng naturally knew about the relationship between He Yaolin and him, so why was this implication so obvious.He smiled unnaturally, and changed the topic: "Didn't you go to Peiping a while ago? What, Yaoyun...isn't it good? Are you not happy with him?"

He Yaoting sneered: "Of course it's not good." He replied casually: "Don't mention it. Those few days were like a life-and-death struggle."

Han Jianfeng dodged weakly, faltering and saying: "Yao Ting, don't do this."

He Yaoting's movements were even more rough, and he kissed Han Jianfeng's neck in one breath, and said with a trembling breath: "Jianfeng, I want to do this, I thought about it a long time ago."

Han Jianfeng was startled, and blurted out without thinking a word: "Didn't you...don't want mine?"

While kissing him, He Yaoting said quickly: "I was confused before, but now I understand it. I regret it, and now I want you."

He Yaoting is usually quite ruthless, and rarely pays attention to other people. He doesn't understand the tricks of flirting and sweet talk, and he doesn't know it at all. His main way of expressing his feelings is to push himself hard.He is mainly reflected in this kind of rude behavior towards the person he is interested in, otherwise he will be sorry for his deep love.

Han Jianfeng hesitated whether to resist or not. He Yaoting was good at martial arts, and he was not bad at all. If there was a real fight, it would be hard to say who would win in close combat.But this kind of moment is obviously not suitable for a big fight, not to mention that Han Jianfeng didn't dare to do it, and couldn't bear to do it to him.Just grabbing his wrist with great effort, turning her head to avoid his shadowy kiss: "No."

He Yaoting was taken aback for a moment, and asked stubbornly, "Why not?" There was already a hint of impatience in his tone.

Han Jianfeng smiled bitterly: "Yao Ting, you may have misunderstood. I..." sighed weakly, and looked straight into He Yaoting's eyes calmly: "Except for being unable to resist when I was a child, I have never been inferior to others. However, it won’t happen in the future. This is a principle, and it won’t change because of anyone, not even you.”

He Yaoting was stunned for a while, then gritted his teeth lightly: "Okay, I see..." He pursed his lips tightly, took a deep breath as if making up his mind for a long time, and spoke softly. "I'll let you this time, and I'll be on top next time."

The voice was very soft, but Han Jianfeng listened to it word for word, and still firmly refused: "No."

He Yaoting completely lost his patience, and almost growled: "Why not? I told you to let you go, what else do you want?"

Han Jianfeng sighed lightly, as if coaxing a child, and said softly, "I can't do this."

He Yaoting frowned and asked impatiently: "Why not?" The movements of his hands did not stop.

Ai Ai in Han Jian's Fengqi period hesitated for a long time: "Because...because..." With a calm face, he looked into He Yaoting's big eyes with clear eyes: "Some things, if you miss them, you miss them. You can't turn around, do you understand?"

He Yaoting frowned and snorted coldly: "I don't understand. Please explain to me clearly."

Han Jianfeng lowered his eyes: "I already have Shen Ye." He said these words quickly and softly.

He Yaoting's heart was hit hard, and it hurt hard. He gasped, and his face immediately darkened: "What did you say?" The arms wrapped around Han Jianfeng's body tightened bit by bit, and the two got closer When Han Jianfeng could hear the tyrannical heartbeat in his chest, he said coldly, "Say it again!"

Han Jianfeng raised his eyes and looked at him quietly: "I said, I already have Shen Ye. Yao Ting, we can't be together." After a slight pause, the hazy mist in the pair of peach blossom eyes gradually dissipated, It turned into a ray of light in the blue sky: "If I treat you like that, you will definitely kill him."

He Yaoting immediately became furious, and squeezed out a sentence through the gap between his teeth: "I can kill him now." His voice was so cold that ice could drop into pieces.

Han Jianfeng was also a little anxious at this time, and asked indiscriminately: "Yao Ting, can you explain something?"

He Yaoting's face was pale, and his eyes almost burst into flames: "I want whoever I want, and I can kill whoever I want. When did you see me and reason!" He rushed forward and dragged Han Jian eagerly maple.

Han Jianfeng's complexion also darkened: "Yao Ting..." Pushed to the limit, his resistance broke out, and he violently waved him away, sternly shouting: "No!"

He Yaoting was slightly taken aback when he saw him resist, and his anger was aroused at the same time: "Han Jianfeng, how dare you resist!" He got angry, and at the same time moved his hands, and picked up the porcelain bowl next to the bed to face Han Jianfeng smashed his forehead: "No one can refuse me!" With a click, broken porcelain and blood sprinkled from Han Jianfeng's head.

Han Jianfeng didn't hide or dodge, didn't move, and took the blow head-on: "There are always people who are different, who do you think you are!" He shook his head neatly, and the broken porcelain pieces all fell down Come down and scatter all over the ground.

He Yaoting was so angry that he trembled all over: "You..." He almost gritted his teeth with hatred: "I don't know how to flatter you." He didn't expect that Han Jianfeng would refuse in person, and he wouldn't even give him a chance to take a step back. .

Han Jianfeng twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, and uttered a sentence very clearly: "I don't know how to flatter you. Yao Ting, don't kill Shen Ye, take it as I beg you."

He Yaoting looked at him gloomyly and sneered: "You beg me?" Seeing the blood on his forehead slowly slipping down, the smile solidified into a sarcastic arc on his face, and the chill in his eyes was pressing: "Jian Feng , you never begged me. You actually begged me for Shen Ye!"

Han Jianfeng stepped back slowly but firmly: "Yao Ting, I beg you." A pair of peach blossom eyes were as clear as water, staring at He Yaoting's eyes without blinking: "Let me go."

He Yaoting kicked him out of the bed: "Get out." Pointing to the door with his chin, he said in a deep voice, "Get out of here while I can let you go out standing up!"

Han Jianfeng wiped his forehead, threw out a handful of blood spots, struggled to get up, and staggered towards the door.

He Yaoting stared blankly at his back disappearing at the door, leaned back, and fell slumped on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze, his face full of frustration and loneliness, feeling that the air pressure was unprecedentedly low.

Han Jianfeng has always been considerate in his work, and soon someone came to take care of him, and a few hours later, Feng Qi also brought people to Tumen, and even his personal doctor came with him.He Yaoting looked at these people blankly, sighed dumbfoundedly, gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "He's really thoughtful." Then he closed his eyes wearily, feeling depressed and angry.

Sanye He lived up to Han Jianfeng's arrangement at all, and lived up to everyone's expectations. He fell ill in Tumen.It has been three days since the high fever subsided.He suffered from this illness, and half of his anger subsided.Calmly cleaned up his emotions, and prepared to go back to Changchun to deal with Kato Hirohito of the Kanto Trading Company.

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☆, uninvited guest

Han Jianfeng drove all night against the cold and bleak moonlight, and it was already dawn when he got home.Shen Ye opened the door with a yawn, and immediately woke up when he saw his blood-stained face.When he went out, he was handsome and well-dressed, but when he came back, he was completely unrecognizable.Shen Ye was taken aback, and immediately brought a medicine box to treat the wound on his forehead: "Who did you fight with again? Why did you still hurt your face?"

Han Jianfeng smiled bitterly, but said nothing.

Shen Ye took a cotton swab and carefully rubbed alcohol on the wound on Han Jianfeng's face, Han Jianfeng didn't move, but trembled slightly when it hurt, and frowned slightly.

Shen Ye finished taking the medicine and turned to pack his things.Han Jianfeng stared blankly at his busy figure for a long time, and asked without thinking: "Shen Ye, let's leave Manchuria."

Shen Ye stopped immediately, and dropped a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine in his hand to the ground with a thud, and looked at him in astonishment: "What did you just say?"

Han Jianfeng stood up, pulled Shen Ye to sit down, looked at him calmly and said, "I said, let's leave Manchuria. What I mean is, you, me, and Xiao Yezi, let's go together. Go to other places, leave here."

Shen Ye was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "Are you leaving temporarily, or..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Jianfeng interrupted him: "Not for a while, but for leaving the Northeast forever, and never coming back."

Shen Ye pondered for a while, and asked tentatively, "Why did you suddenly make such a decision?"

Han Jianfeng thought for a while, then hesitantly said "I...", smiled wryly, and replied casually: "Probably I'm tired of Manchuria, or the current way of life."

Shen Ye is not stupid, he probably guessed why Han Jianfeng made up his mind to leave Manchuria, there is no need to get to the bottom of it, he has always been like this, he just gives Han Jianfeng what he asks for, and will not be too entangled.Changing the topic naturally: "I actually really want to go to other places. I have heard that Jinling's plum blossoms are good, and I have always wanted to go and see them."

Han Jianfeng took his hand, hugged him into his arms, and kissed lightly between his eyebrows: "Okay, when things are over here, let's go to Nanjing. I'll accompany you to see plum blossoms."

He Yaoting recuperated in Tumen for a few days full of resentment, Feng Qi cleverly gave full play to his ability to manage affairs, commanded a group of people to serve Mr. He to every detail.It's a pity that He Yaoting was in a very bad mood, recovered very slowly from his illness, and didn't have a good face to anyone all day long, Feng Qi's flattery was a waste of effort.

When He Yaoting recovers from his serious illness, he "drives" back to Changchun, and is going to discuss with Feng Wu how to deal with Kato Hirohito.Unexpectedly, he had just returned to Changchun, before he had a plan, a big news exploded in his head: Kato Hirohito, the president of the Kanto Trading Company, was attacked in the middle of the night, seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, dying.

Before He Yaoting could ask, Feng Qi explained the cause and effect to him in detail.

As soon as Han Jianfeng returned to Changchun, he led people to attack the headquarters of the Kanto Trading Company in private.Kato Hirohito was shot four times in the body and did not die. He was rushed to the hospital by a group of bodyguards, but he narrowly escaped death.

He Yaoting finished listening with a livid face, and ordered in a deep voice: "Bring Han Jianfeng to see me immediately."

Feng Qi took a deep breath and replied hesitantly: "Brother Han...is missing. I have sent someone to search secretly for three days, but he still hasn't found it. Third master, it's better for us...to think long-term..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yaoting interrupted him impatiently with a wave of his hand: "Okay. I see, you go down."

Feng Wu bowed his head and nodded, and was about to push it out, but he heard He Yaoting's cold voice suddenly: "Keep looking..." The three simple words contained endless suppressed anger, and the third master He was gloomy. Gritting his teeth, he said word by word, "Even if I turn over the entire three eastern provinces and dig three feet, I still have to find Han Jianfeng." At the end, he took a deep breath and added in a deep voice: " Live to see people, die to see corpses."

He Yaoting anxiously waited for Han Jianfeng's news in Manchuria, and the more he waited, the more irritable he became.As a result, Han Jianfeng didn't wait, but Zhao Yuzheng came to the door.

Zhao Yuzheng is not what he used to be, he was appreciated by the Japanese military department and promoted, and became the commander of the North Manchurian Garrison. In the new government, he seems to be the head of the secret service, and he is very important and arrogant.Originally, there were some soldiers under his command, but now the number of general Jin has been recruited is even more impressive.Under the leadership of Zhao Yuzheng, these soldiers completely devoted their allegiance to the emperor, and made a fortune in Manchuria.

He Yaoting has never had a good impression of this uninvited guest, but now that the identity of the beard is different, it is not easy to directly issue an order to drive him away, so he can only patiently accompany the other party to make false claims.

Zhao Yuzheng was born with a beard, and later the bandit became a soldier, and his beard changed, but he was not considered a good bird.For the rest of his life, he lived arrogantly and domineeringly, insidiously and cunningly, with low bohemian culture.After meeting He Yaoting, they exchanged a few quick and blunt greetings, and then went straight to the point like a bomb exploded without any foreshadowing.

Zhao Yuzheng's literary accomplishment is obviously not suitable for being a messenger. Before he entered the door, he thought of many lures and coaxing words. Now that he has been with those politicians for a long time, he is very familiar with the tricks of playing tricks on the wind, hypocrisy and flattery.As a result, as soon as he met the rightful owner, under the gaze of Mr. He's chilling and glowing eyes, the countless lies that had been filed before immediately disappeared as if swept away by a strong wind.Soon, he began to tell the truth, directly expressing his intention.

On the surface, he tried his best to maintain a polite attitude, but as soon as he spoke, he became a bandit and recruited people into his gang.Passionate and insidiously rude, he expressed his good intentions, but in essence he repeated what Hiroto Kato said that he threatened and lured at the consulate that day.

Mr. He had a gentle smile on his face, and he was already impatient in his heart. He wished that he could be swept out of the house immediately, and finally shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly: "Brother Zhao's kindness is appreciated, please tell Brother Zhao to tell Mr. Ito, and say He People suffer from seven illnesses and eight pains all year round, and their energy is really limited, so they really can't take on such a big task, the chairman of the Manchuria Chamber of Commerce, please find another capable person."

Although Zhao Yuzheng has no culture, he has more Chinese tact than Hiroto Kato, and is even more difficult to deal with.Seeing that the whole afternoon of soft and hard things didn't yield much results, he turned to shake the mountain, turned from temptation to threat, and smiled nonchalantly: "Mr. He is not in good health, so I don't want to bother you for too long. So what... this time, I Old Zhao has another message for brother."

He Yaoting's patience has not been completely worn out, and he nodded calmly: "Please speak."

Zhao Yuzheng grinned sneeringly, as if putting on an upstart air: "President Kato was assassinated some time ago, and the suspect hasn't been caught yet. I heard that Mr. Han has disappeared these days, so Brother He must be very anxious. Of course, it's not just you, Mr. Ito I am also very concerned about this matter, and ordered me to search the whole city. If I find out the clues, I, Lao Zhao, will definitely send someone to inform you. With the weight of my words in the military department, it is still possible for you to meet. "

He Yaoting was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils, he managed to maintain a stiff smile, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, this matter has troubled you, in fact, the manager of Xueyuan and others can do it, not Only one Han Jianfeng has that ability. But I have to accept Brother Zhao's favor, if you catch him one day, please tell me, I still have a debt to settle with him."

Zhao Yuzheng was only a little taken aback when he heard these half-truths and half-false words. He always knew that He Lao San was treacherous, and he was used to Tai Chi without saying a few truths, so he didn't want to spend too much time with him.Then he grinned: "This is for sure, what kind of friendship do we have? If Brother He, you become a shareholder of the Guandong Trading Company, withdraw your people from Rehe and Lushunkou wharf, and I will send troops to escort you in the future, and we will make money together. Even a life surnamed Han can be saved with my ability."

Zhao Yuzheng's words were sincere, but the content was not good, and he directly stabbed He Sanye's lungs.The one surnamed Zhao wanted to help the Japanese cut off his money, steal his business, and threaten him with Han Jianfeng.Sanye He valued two things most in his life: one was money, and the other was the life of the people he valued.What he does is to make a living by licking blood at the edge of a knife. Money is exchanged for life, and life is the easiest thing to disappear.Whether it's Han Jianfeng or Zhang Yaoyun, even Feng Wu, Feng Qi and his silly younger brother He Yaolin, he beats and scolds so badly that even if others move a finger, he will fight to the death.Because these are his people, not to mention that Han Jianfeng is not only a confidant, but also a relative and lover.

It was unprecedented for the dignified third master of the He family who dominated one side to be forced to such a situation.Although he hasn't been emotional for many years, but he is not in his seventies, he is still bloody, so when he doesn't get mad at this moment.Unbearable, he slapped the armrest of the sofa, stood up abruptly, startled Zhao Yuzheng, and spit out words word by word: "Brother Zhao, please tell President Kato that the road from Kannai to Kanto is a Two generations of my He family came out with their blood and their lives, and anyone who dares to use their brains will have to trade their lives for it. The life of my third son, He, is in Manchuria. If anyone refuses to accept it, just come and take it." In one sentence, it is resounding.

Zhao Yuzheng did not expect that Mr. He, who was always smooth and kind, would suddenly lose his temper.Just when he was dumbfounded and thinking about which sentence hurt the other party's liver and lungs, Mr. He sent Commander Zhao away with "Xiao Qi, see off the guests." He didn't give him a chance to speak again.

As soon as Zhao Yuzheng left, Sanye He didn't get angry in Tumen, and now he finally had a chance to get angry to the fullest.Zhao Huzi, what is it, a dog raised by the He family back then, was planted next to General Jin in order for him to take care of his own business by delivering messages to the warlord.Who would have thought that now he has made his fortune by relying on the Japanese, changed from a dog to a wolf, and is the same as Kato Xuelai's white-eyed wolf.Now he is eager to bite himself back.

The more Mr. He thought about it, the more useless he became, and he lost his temper that night, waving his belt vigorously to see who was whipping, and he didn't even have to curse.The servants of the He family had never seen their master get so angry, they consciously hid and did not dare to make a sound, only the two brothers Feng Wu and Feng Qi stood in front of them as human shields, preventing him from hurting others and preventing him from hurting himself.As a result, both brothers acted as the object of venting, and were whipped and beaten by Mr. He.

In the end, Sanye He was too tired to move, and his breath was still choked in his throat, unable to vent.Fortunately, he was just angry and not sick, because he still had something on his mind, and he couldn't relax and collapse.

What annoyed He Yaoting the most was that Han Jianfeng disappeared from the world for no reason.Before he disappeared, he would actually go to assassinate Kato Hiroto, a bad premonition hit his heart.He and Han Jianfeng have known each other for many years, and they have long had an indescribable tacit understanding, almost to the point of mutual understanding.It is very subtle, every move of the other party, what is the intention, only a simple small movement can detect the intention, but the outsider does not know.

Han Jianfeng is a big living person, and he will not disappear out of thin air with Shen Ye. He has already prepared a hiding place, and this place now provides a shelter for his failed assassination.However, He Yaoting intuitively thinks that things will not be so simple. This place is where Han Jianfeng escaped from Manchuria after assassinating Kato Hiroto.As the so-called three caves of the cunning rabbit, with Han Jianfeng's personality, it's not surprising that he would have such a plan.

Han Jianfeng is about to leave Manchuria!He was already prepared to leave here, and assassinating Kato Hirohito was his way of saying goodbye, and it was the last thing Han Jianfeng could do for He Yaoting.He is leaving!

He Yaoting gritted his teeth with hatred, and when he thought of Han Jianfeng's affectionate eyes and that smile as warm as a spring sun in March, he wished to tear him apart and tear him apart.

Standing in the yard, he looked up at the bleak crescent moon in the vast night sky, and sighed deeply worriedly: "Jianfeng, Jianfeng, if you run away, run farther away, don't be caught by the Japanese before me." Someone caught me. Otherwise, I don't know how to save you."

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☆、Sly Rabbit Three Caves

At this time, Han Jianfeng was nestling in a small courtyard in Beiman. He was now dressed in coarse cloth, with a bandage wrapped around his forearm, but he still looked handsome.He was holding a pair of scissors to trim a low old elm tree, methodically, with one knife and one knife, and with a few slow clicks, the elm tree was cut into an antique and good look.

Not far behind the small courtyard is a match factory, surrounded by low adobe houses. Mosquitoes and insects breed in the gutters, sewage flows across, and discarded garbage emits bursts of stench.There were two families living in the courtyard next door, the pedicure workers and the duo troupe, and there were always three strings that creaked like a wooden comb that had lost its teeth, coming from time to time intermittently.

This is a slum shanty town with mixed fish and dragons, and you can really see the daily life of the inferior people in the Northeast.This is the easiest place to submerge people in the depths of the messy market, and it is more suitable for hiding than a decent villa mansion.

Shen Ye steamed the steamed buns and asked Han Jianfeng to eat. The pot of steamed buns was so big that it was yellow and hard, and there were some furnace ashes scattered on it.

Han Jianfeng casually picked up a steamed bun with a painted face, weighed it in his hand, looked at it over and over several times, looked up at Shen Ye with a face full of ashes and a steamed bun with a face full of ashes, and smiled wryly. He said, "Shen Ye, this steamed bun is so solid that it can make a hole if you drop it on the ground. A piece of the courtyard wall was missing two days ago. I think I can use this to build a wall."

Shen Ye glared at him disheartened: "It's good to eat some, but I've never cooked before, and it's hard to cook, you still choose!"

Han Jianfeng smiled good-naturedly: "I didn't pick or choose, I did a good job. I will cook the meal in the future, and you don't want to compete with me again."

Shen Ye snorted coldly: "Do you think I love to do it? If it weren't for the fact that you are injured and can't work hard, I wouldn't be bothered to do these crap things. When you get well, I will have three meals a day waiting to be eaten ready-made." of."

Han Jianfeng still smiled as warmly as the spring sun in March, and said in a doting tone: "Okay, whatever you like." Standing up and walking around the table, he leaned down and hugged Shen Ye from behind, whispering in his ear Said softly: "Shen Ye, you followed me, you didn't live a good day, you suffered a lot."

Shen Ye patted the back of his white hand lightly, and said impatiently and embarrassedly: "Okay, okay. I'm not a woman, so don't fool me with these sour words, it's so disgusting. Right now It’s a place where I can live and live, and three meals are provided, so life is pretty good. I haven’t suffered any crimes before.”

Shen Ye suddenly got up as if thinking of something, went into the kitchen and rummaged for a while, brought out a small pot of rice dumplings and tea eggs, and put them on the table.Han Jianfeng looked at the food with a half-smile, then looked up at Shen Ye: "You made these?"

Shen Ye shook his head honestly: "I ran into Xiu from the courtyard next door when I came back from a doctor's visit, and she forced it on me, saying that it was almost the holiday."

Han Jianfeng picked up a tightly packed zongzi and peeled off the skin. The fragrance of glutinous rice and brown leaves overflowed, and the rice fragrance was mixed with the sweetness of dates.Chen Ye smelled the aroma of zongzi, and eagerly took one, peeled off the zongzi leaf two or three times, bit it down salivatingly, and then devoured one.

Han Jianfeng was amused by his funny look, reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth to wipe off the rice grains stuck to his cheeks, and then watched Shen Ye go to get the second rice dumpling.Seeing him staring straight at her, Shen Ye was taken aback for a moment, and found that the zongzi in Han Jianfeng's hand hadn't moved, and blurted out, "Oh? Why don't you eat it?"

Han Jianfeng twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he was smiling, the expression on his face was not natural. A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Shen Ye without blinking, and Shen Ye's hair was straightened. He couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?" What are you looking at me for? Is my face dirty?"

Han Jianfeng was still smiling, but the words he said were sour: "The show in the courtyard next door is nice to you, why, you gave her father a doctor, and you were taken aback by others?"

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment, and he also heard that the words were not quite right, it was a bit sour, but to him it sounded sour and sweet, and it was quite pleasant to hear.Then he curled his lips: "What are you talking about? Neighbors are just a matter of effort. I often go out to see a doctor, and you are recuperating at home alone, and you have to be taken care of when you encounter something. Instead, you are running on me." He blushed while talking, lowered his brows and eyes slowly, and became stunned as if he was full of thoughts.

When Shen Ye was in a daze, he suddenly felt warmth behind him, and it was Han Jianfeng who bent down and hugged him from behind.The fragrance of mint mixed with the faint smell of dry tobacco blows on his neck, making Shen Ye's heart itch.He was hugged comfortably in Han Jianfeng's arms, but Han Jianfeng only kissed him lightly on the back of his neck, and softly whispered in his ear: "Chen Ye."

Shen Ye raised his head in a daze, and said "huh?" in a daze, but Han Jianfeng asked softly: "Shen Ye, I know you have learned the Nanyang descending technique before, is there a Gu that can block it? Taking life in vain, killing people invisible?"

Shen Ye didn't expect him to be so tender and affectionate just now, and suddenly he would speak serious words, and he was stunned for a while before answering seriously, but when he thought about the question, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Do you think you're making a movie? How can there be that kind of mana."

Han Jianfeng also felt that he was stupid, and smiled wryly to himself: "I am also in a hurry, so I went to the doctor in a hurry."

Shen Ye saw him smile wryly, but she stopped laughing. Instead, she remained silent for a long time before slowly opening her mouth: "Although I don't have the ability to kill from the distance, if you still want to assassinate Kato Hiroto again, I'd rather There is a way, but it's very dangerous. Hiroto Kato has stepped up his defenses since the last attack, and we don't know what chance we have to win."

Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye's worried look, and couldn't help but feel solemn: "What is the solution? Tell me."

Shen Ye's face darkened slightly, and he said with a gloomy and serious expression: "Hypnotism. Jianfeng, you will accompany me back to the Ye family's ancestral house tomorrow. That thing... I buried it under the ancestral house."

Han Jianfeng was about to say something more, when Shen Ye yawned and walked towards the inner room, saying lazily as he walked: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to have a rest first." Seeing that his back was a little tired, I didn't ask any more questions.

He absently gnawed two mouthfuls of rice dumplings, then put them down tastelessly, and suddenly realized that Shen Ye's expression was not right, that appearance was both unfamiliar and familiar, and suddenly remembered Shen Ye's "hidden illness", and his heart gradually felt chilled.

He moved lightly to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed the door, the door was locked from the inside, he tentatively called out: "Chen Ye." No one answered.The sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping came out one after another.Han Jianfeng was in a hurry and shouted: "Shen Ye, Shen Ye! What's wrong with you? You open the door quickly!" In desperation, Feiqi kicked the door latch.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned. This was the first time in his life that he witnessed the tragedy of Shen Ye's addiction to cigarettes.Han Jianfeng stepped across the mess on the ground, bent down and picked up Shen Ye, who was curled up on the ground and was trembling with convulsions.Shen Ye was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, he pushed Han Jianfeng weakly, and said intermittently: "Get out quickly, I will scare you like this."

Han Jianfeng smiled bitterly: "I haven't seen anything, so I can't be scared. Are you addicted?"

Chen Ye's whole body twisted and trembled like a water snake churning in the oil pan. He had a severe headache and kept banging against the wall, tears and snot streaming down his nose.Han Jianfeng was really shocked by his appearance, but he was used to the wind and waves before, so he was only slightly startled, and immediately hugged Shen Ye tightly to restrain his kicking, preventing him from hurting himself.

While struggling, Shen Ye said tremblingly: "Go quickly, don't look at me..."

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☆、Ye Family Ancestral House

I don't know how long this torture will last.Han Jianfeng knew that Shen Ye's addiction to cigarettes would not happen for no reason, and when it happened at this time, the reason must be that his request just now hit his heart disease.He couldn't bear to see Shen Ye suffer, and finally made a compromise unbearably: "Shen Ye... Shen Ye, let me get you some opium cream."

Shen Ye shook his head tremblingly: "No, it will pass after a while. We are running for our lives now, we have to save money to buy food, how can we have spare money to exchange for opium..." He kept struggling and pushing: "Get out... ...don't pester me..."

Han Jianfeng really went out, and searched for a long time without finding anything valuable.Shen Ye's medicine box had to be kept to earn food, and his clothes were worthless.Neither the old house nor the Xueyuan could go back, and Han Jianfeng was so anxious that he could sell himself immediately.

He hesitated for a moment, but he still found the gun, holding the barrel in his hand, thinking whether he should be cruel and let Shen Ye stay up all night like this. He should have experience in rehab so many times. Can't die.What's more, with his half-disabled appearance now, is he really going to block the road and rob?

In the end, he smiled wryly, admitting that he was not cruel enough.Han Jianfeng went straight to West Street with a gun in his hand and smashed the glass of the pharmacy over the wall, and ran a few streets in the dark with a piece of cigarette soil in his arms.I thought to myself: Manager Han of the dignified Xueyuan, actually fell to the point where he climbed over the wall to steal smoke in the middle of the night. It is both helpless and ridiculous.

He was dumbfounded when he stole the tobacco soil back in a hurry. There was no smoking set at home and he could not burn cigarettes.Han Jianfeng had no choice but to scald the pharynx foam, filter it, dilute it, soak it in water and feed it to Shen Ye.

As soon as Shen Ye's addiction passed, he immediately calmed down, looked at Han Jianfeng with hazy eyes, and finally murmured sadly: "I'm not good enough for you. In the future, your wish will be fulfilled and you will see the light of day again. Let's separate."

Han Jianfeng slapped him lightly, and frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, I want anything from you. You don't want to dump me in this life."

The Ye family's ancestral house is on a hillside in the countryside of Keshan. Because no one lives there all year round, there is a graveyard behind the house. From the outside, it looks like a lonely house that is crumbling, and it looks like a haunted house.

Under the influence of the opium, Shen Ye numbly pushed open the door.The old wooden door opened with a creak, and a layer of dust fell from the door frame, hitting him directly on the head.Han Jianfeng pinched his nose and raised his hand and waved twice, coughing dryly, his eyelids were painfully worn, probably because he lost his eyes.

Shen Ye lit the fire folder with a swipe, and under the faint light of the fire, Han Jianfeng could clearly see the scene inside the house.Cobwebs and strips of white cloth hang from the girders, swinging back and forth very regularly, worn out