After the family was reborn, I went to the peak of my life

Jiang Xingzhi slowly raised his eyelashes, his dark eyes were like glass wrapped in ice, and he stared straight at He Feng. He Feng only felt that those eyes were sharp and fierce like the scope of a sniper gun, which made him Very uncomfortable.

He Feng's rough thumb rubbed against the center of his brow heavily, and there was a nerve throbbing there, and he couldn't suppress it. He felt annoyed, if someone else dared to stare at him with such evil eyes , He Feng kicked his foot and flew over early.

Hu Jing was keenly aware of an indescribable undercurrent. He put his arm around Jiang Xingzhi's shoulder and said with a smile: "Our young master is introverted, let alone you, since I received him until now, he has always opened his mouth. Said three words."

He Feng had indeed heard that the little prince in front of him, who was of the blood of the three major families of Jiang, Hu, and Qiao, was uncommon because of his poor health, so that he had a particularly lonely temper. His face was slightly pale, and Jiang Xingzhi Hands up.

The two shook hands, Jiang Xingzhi smiled slightly, and then said two words in a calm manner: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

When some people smile, it makes people think that he must not smile often or know how to laugh. At least Jiang Xingzhi is like this in He Feng's eyes. Young Master Jiang has a face that is like a marble sculpture. As if suffering from facial nerve disorder, even the arc of the corner of the mouth is as cold and mechanical as a machine, and the smile is very penetrating.

He Feng didn't think much about it. He felt that since Jiang Xingzhi didn't smile often, smiling at himself was a sign of goodwill. Since Jiang Xingzhi took the initiative to show kindness, then of course he didn't need to care about a brat, so He Feng was generous. He smiled and said, "It's also my honor to meet Young Master Jiang today."

Hu Jing yelled everyone to return to their respective positions: "What were you playing just now? Continue."

The atmosphere on the field became lively again, a group of young masters continued their prelude, what they were doing before is still doing now.

Hu Jing was the person who organized the game, and he led Jiang Xingzhi around the venue to toast. Jiang Xingzhi was not yet eighteen, so he clinked glasses with people with juice confidently. Of course, no one would be dissatisfied with him.

While walking, Hu Jing saw that there was no one around, and asked Jiang Xingzhi in a low voice: "Do you have a problem with that He Feng? Do you think he doesn't like it?"

Hu Jing knew that it was true that Jiang Xingzhi was cold and reticent, but Jiang Xingzhi's hostility when he first met He Feng did not hide from his best cousin, who was covered in thorns like a hedgehog wrapped in ice. All stood up.

In front of He Feng, Hu Jing naturally wanted to smooth things over, but behind his back, Hu Jing was about to ask.

Jiang Xingzhi refused to admit it: "I saw him for the first time today."

"That's right, you two haven't met before, so he has no reason to offend you..." Hu Jing's eyes flashed, as if thinking of something, his eyes were clear, "You have heard of his style, right? You If it feels disgusting, I will let him go now..."

Hu Jing knew that Jiang Xingzhi hated this type of person the most.

Jiang Xingzhi stopped: "No need, no way."

"If you can't stand it, just say, even if he is the 'crossing the river dragon' in eastern Guangdong, he will have to lie down when we come to Shanghai Beach!" It's not that Hu Jing is too crazy, but his thoughts have been stuck in Jiang Xingzhi ten At the stage when his body was weak and often fell ill next year, Hu Jing thought that his precious cousin was still that person made of porcelain who couldn't get angry. Get out!

"Keep him, no problem," Jiang Xingzhi made up his mind to deal with He Feng by himself. He didn't need to borrow anyone's strength for this matter. He glanced in He Feng's direction, with a slightly cool voice. Said indifferently, "He really enjoys himself here."

Hu Jing followed Jiang Xingzhi's gaze, and saw a few semicircular sofa chairs in the northeast corner of the hall, He Feng was sitting in the middle, dancing and talking, and several local Xiaokai surrounded him, He made me laugh out loud.

He Feng noticed that both Jiang Xingzhi and Hu Jing were looking at him. Obviously, there was a big misunderstanding. He raised his arm and shook the two brothers vigorously, beckoning them to come over together.

Hu Jing couldn't hold back his joy: "It's thirteen o'clock, it's quite fun!"

He raised his glass to He Feng, and in exchange for He Feng's warmer and brighter smile, he couldn't help but continue to whisper to Jiang Xingzhi: "But don't look at him as a fool, in fact, he is very smart about slipping and throwing, 'Crossing the River Dragon' This nickname is not for nothing, it is good for you to deal with him in advance and get to know him better."

Hu Jing's words are easy to understand. Qiao Yuan and Rong Xin are both leaders in this industry. Jiang Xingzhi and He Feng are the sole heirs of these two real estate groups. No matter whether they cooperate or compete in the future, they will hand in hand one day.

Jiang Xingzhi's side cheekbones twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched mockingly: "Whether it is a 'dragon crossing the river' or a 'turtle in the sea', it is too early to draw a conclusion."

He Feng was a full round older than Jiang Xingzhi, but Jiang Xingzhi had taken over Qiao Yuan for more than ten years in his previous life, and Rong Xin's control was still firmly in the hands of He Feng's old man, He Yongsheng.

Jiang Xingzhi had heard several rumors related to the He family. It is said that Mr. He had started training He Feng very early on. He has done several amazing and beautiful cases in the industry.

It's just that He Feng made a big taboo later, because of the "hidden rules" Rong Xin's subordinate even made trouble at the police station.

As soon as this kind of deed happened, He Feng was completely lost in Rongxin. He Yongsheng Longting was furious and had to abandon his son and directly train his grandson to be his successor. After that, He Feng rarely appeared in front of people, so Jiang Xingzhi never I met He Feng.

Jiang Xingzhi never thought that the rumored subordinate who was forced by He Feng was Xie Yunshu.

The fingers holding the glass cup tightened suddenly, veins sprouted on the back of Jiang Xingzhi's white hand, and the orange juice in the cup spilled onto his tiger's mouth, but he still didn't notice it.

"Xingzhi, what's wrong with you?" Hu Jing saw it, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No, don't be surprised." Jiang Xingzhi handed the cup to the waiter, picked up the towel on the tray, wiped his hands, and changed to another glass of juice. He nodded his chin in the direction of He Feng, " Let's go, since Young Master He warmly invites you, let's join in the fun together."

……

He Feng is very good at socializing. He is of mixed race, with one-eighth of Portuguese blood. His grandfather made his fortune in Macau. This background alone makes him a bit more mysterious and elusive than others.

He has seen all the luxury and luxury that the group of nobles in Shanghai have seen, but many of his experiences can only be filmed in TVB TV dramas and Hong Kong gangster movies.

So the stories he tells are very popular with other people.

He Feng vividly talked about the guns he touched when he was a child, about the dazzling thousands of skills that existed in real life, and about the bodyguards in his family who were veterans who smuggled in from Vietnam. , and in the resplendent casinos on Friendship Avenue, there were people who were meeting with each other, and some people splashed blood on the long street.

This kind of legendary story mixed with money and desire, gunpowder smoke and blood, beauty and violence greatly stimulated the adrenaline of a group of young, arrogant and immature nobles. The blood was so hot that it also imperceptibly promoted He Feng, a foreigner, to the center position.

At first they called He Feng "Young Master He", but gradually, whoever called "Brother Feng" first, the others followed suit.

He Feng looked at the undisguised expressions of amazement, envy and admiration in the bright eyes of these young men, including that cold and arrogant little prince Jiang.

Too tender, these delicate and weak flowers that grow in the greenhouse are too tender, He Feng smiled and screamed affectionately, his disdain and contempt were hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Eighty or nine out of ten of He Feng's stories are his own personal experience. He is a character who has really seen knives|guns and blood. Even though he has been away from that environment for many years, his paranoia towards violence and toughness is still imprinted in his bones. crave.

These noble young masters wrapped in gold and jade in front of them, their status and status are enough to match He Feng, some of them are more romantic than him, and some are superior, always looking at people with squinted eyes.

But in He Feng's eyes, they are just lumps of cream with a fresh exterior and a soft interior, invisible and boneless, and even Jiang Xingzhi's frosty cold face is slowly melting, which makes He Feng I feel bored.

He Feng's thoughts wandered involuntarily.

He thought of a person, that person must be covered with hard bones, and every bone was full of thorns.

It was strange, he had only glanced at Xie Yunshu a few times, but he was inexplicably sure that it was someone he wanted, it was a very strange and unprecedented desire, it came without reason and logic, like a mountain torrent It pours, the volcano bursts out, menacing, unstoppable.

He Feng glanced at his watch subconsciously, he didn't know how he inadvertently revealed a smile that was like a wolf and a tiger, but also determined to win.

He knew where to find that person, it didn't matter if this was Shanghai Beach, what he wanted, he couldn't get it yet.

……

He Feng's speech was very successful, and he did show a bit of extraordinary personal charm to help him integrate more deeply into this circle. Afterwards, a subtly dissatisfied mentality of "Damn, why did this Cantonese guy get the limelight" soon emerged.

So when the people behind spoke again, they all took out a similar amount of "material", those old, uninnovative, and catchy gossips and rumors were all put aside, and everyone racked their brains to pull out their own information at the bottom of the box, and their intentions were suppressed. One town of this "Cantonese guy".

The topic of chatter turned away inadvertently, and the young master of a certain municipal official's family actually revealed the confidential information he eavesdropped at home, saying that the Shencheng government will introduce new property control measures this year .

"The intensity is unprecedented. It is specifically aimed at the real estate speculators. If any of you get together with those Wenzhou people, you should withdraw quickly. Don't say I didn't warn you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

When the second generation chats together, they sometimes exchange information they have in their hands, but they cannot get the really heavyweight and top-secret things, especially the "future tense" information, and even if they get it, they will not Inform too many people, especially the municipal policy that has not yet been promulgated, once this kind of news spreads, the consequences can be large or small.

The son of the city clerk also drank too much, and was excited by He Feng's topic, so he poured it all out without holding back.

Some people didn't quite believe it: "Is it true or not? Didn't the No. 18 document come out not long ago? It's a national strategy. Shencheng won't make regulation again so soon?"

In 2003, the No. 18 document listed real estate as a "pillar industry". In Shanghai, as long as you have some spare money, no one will buy a few houses and speculate in them.

The mayor swore: "If you don't believe me, let's wait and see!"

A little Kai frowned and looked at Hu Jing: "If this really starts to crack down on real estate speculators, then Qiao Yuan will be hurt. Qiao Yuan has several properties to open in Shanghai this year, right?"

As the in-laws of the Qiao family, the Hu family holds a lot of shares in Qiao Yuan. Qiao Yuan has just been listed on the market not long ago, and is announcing with great fanfare that it will make every effort to enter Shencheng Real Estate. If this policy comes out, it will really be a big deal to Qiao Yuan shock.

Hu Jing shrugged, noncommittal.

There are also people who disagree: "When the government didn't call for regulation, has the housing price in Shanghai ever dropped? The more the adjustment, the higher the price, the higher the price, the more fierce it is, I'm afraid!"

"It's better to be careful when sailing for thousands of years. The epidemic situation in eastern Guangdong is raging. If it spreads to the whole country, the policy will collapse if it doesn't come out!"

"That's right, no one knows when SARS will end, so it's better to put the money in your hands and feel at ease."

A group of young masters were chattering, discussing clearly and logically.

He Feng saw Jiang Xingzhi sitting opposite him, logically speaking he should be most concerned about whether the news is true, but Jiang Xingzhi acted as if he hadn't heard it, holding the goblet between two fingers and gently dangling, like an outsider.

He Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does Young Master Jiang think? If this policy comes down, it will have a big impact on Qiao Yuan."

Jiang Xingzhi raised his head when he heard the sound, but he was a little dazed: "I don't understand the business at home."

Hu Jing smiled and said: "My cousin is young and hasn't started to get in touch with these things. Just now I told him to let him have the opportunity to learn more from He Shao in the future. He Shao is not a few years older than Xing Zhi, and he is already a senior in this industry. gone."

He Feng was flattered: "Young Master Hu flattered me. When it comes to the way of doing business, your Hu family has a long history of learning. My dad always said that if I can learn a little bit of the Hu family's business way, it will be enough for me to use for life." !"

The two chatted about business, Jiang Xingzhi pursed his lower lip, and suddenly raised his glass to He Feng, with a little shyness in his clear eyes: "In the future, I will ask He Shao for advice."

He Feng's unstoppable thoughts became more vivid.

He Feng didn't come to Shanghai purely to avoid SARS, and he didn't just make friends with the rich families in Shanghai just to eat, drink and have fun with them, he had a mission on his body.

SARS ravaged the whole of South China, and the economy of eastern Guangdong Province was in turmoil. Rongxin Real Estate was the first to bear the brunt. This forced Rongxin to go out of eastern Guangdong and quickly seek expansion across the country.

On the road of expansion, both benefits and risks coexist. In order to be more secure, forming an alliance is a good way. He Feng came out this time to find allies for Rong Xin.

Qiao Yuan and Rong Xin are one in the south and the other in the east. They each occupy half of the real estate industry.

Qiao Yuan has just been listed in Hong Kong, has a large amount of capital endorsement, and has the Jiang family in the capital as the backstage. Rongxin has an advanced and mature real estate model and the most first-class design team in China. Both of them have their own absolute advantages that dominate the whole bank. If they can join hands to form an alliance, it must be a golden partner of strong alliances. Both Qiao Yuan and Rong Xin can advance to the north at the fastest speed and seize a large area of ​​mountains and rivers in northern China, which is beneficial to both parties.

A few days ago, Qiao Yuan went public, and He Feng's father, He Yongsheng, was also one of the guests at Qiao Yuan's celebration banquet. It is an unspoken fact among many people in the industry that Qiao Yuan and Rongxin, the two real estate overlords, are in Hong Kong. .

Who would have thought that both Qiao Leshan and He Yongsheng are old foxes who are good at actuarial calculations, and neither of them would take the initiative to propose cooperation so as not to fall behind when negotiating terms later, but the two sides are so stuck.

It seems that this rigid situation depends on me to break, He Feng thought proudly.

He Feng sat down next to Jiang Xingzhi with his wine glass in his hand, and touched Jiang Xingzhi's juice glass with a "ding", He Feng said enthusiastically, "Why don't you ask for advice? I'm more than ten years older than you. If Young Master Jiang Don't dislike it, you can call me big brother, from now on you will be my real brother, we two brothers will not be separated from each other!"

……

In Hu Jing's eyes, the second half of the party was very strange.

He Feng and Jiang Xingzhi sat together, and the two chatted happily. Hu Jing didn't know how Jiang Xingzhi coaxed He Feng. Anyway, Jiang Xingzhi drank a glass of juice, and He Feng accompanied him to drink a glass of wine. The other young masters put down what they were doing and just looked at them cheerfully, as if they were watching a play.

Looking at this scene, Hu Jing couldn't help but have an extremely vague idea in his mind, but that idea was like a small fish gliding quickly, flicking its tail before he could catch it.

It was past midnight when the show ended, except for Jiang Xingzhi, everyone else had drunk to some extent, and those who drank were not allowed to drive, Hu Jing arranged for someone to send these young masters back one by one.

When he finally finished his work, he turned around and said, "Where are you going?"

The driver of the Hu family said, "Master Biao said he sent that Young Master He home."

"Xingzhi to see He Feng off? Didn't He Feng bring a driver?" Hu Jing almost felt dreamy, and he patted his head, which was also a little heavy, "These two, how did the second half go so well? Xingzhi What are you thinking... well, let's give it away! Then we will go back too..."

"Master," the driver said in embarrassment, "Master Biao drove your Porsche away, and he asked us to take a taxi back."

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Not long after Jiang Xingzhi drove the car, snow began to fall in the sky, and in the vast and boundless night, snow-white fluffs were scattered one after another.

He Feng, a Cantonese native who rarely sees snow, was very excited: "Oh, it's snowing here, cool!"

"It's not unusual for Shencheng to snow at this time of year." Jiang Xingzhi said calmly, holding the steering wheel firmly.

He Feng drank a lot of alcohol, his brain hopping frantically at the critical point between intense activity and complete crash.

"It's snowing, oh, this is the romance God gave me!" He Feng's body sank into the soft seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the tip of his tongue licked around his dry lips.

Alcohol burned his consciousness, and Wa Lan's pupils were stained blood red. He Feng even ignored that the person sitting in the driver's seat was not a personal driver who knew everything about him, and he also forgot to continue to pretend that pious skin. He tilted his head, He stared at Jiang Xingzhi evilly, "Have you ever tried riding in the snow?"

Jiang Xingzhi didn't move his eyebrows: "No."

"Then you must try it, the feeling of ice and fire is very refreshing!"

"is it?"

He Feng was in high spirits: "Yes, I'm going to experience this feeling tonight, brother, do you know where I'm going tonight? You know?"

Jiang Xingzhi stopped the car in front of the red light, and said calmly, "Don't you live in the Huaihai Mansion?"

"No, no, don't go to the Huaihai Mansion tonight, you drive me to the International Hotel!"

Jiang Xingzhi's body froze as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and he turned his head slowly.

With this movement, half of his face was reflected under the bright street lamp, and the other half of his face was not in the shadows. There was a kind of hidden chill, and Jiang Xingzhi asked each word at a very slow speed. : "Say, where are you going?"

"International Hotel!" He Feng whistled loudly.

Jiang Xingzhi stared at his lustrous face, and tightened his fingers holding the steering wheel a little bit.

He Feng didn't notice Jiang Xingzhi's gloomy and cold eyes. In fact, another pair of beautiful eyes emerged from his alcohol-drenched mind, which were as clear as black and white, transparent to the end, so peaceful Looking at him calmly, she could pierce him like a sharp arrow.

"Hurry up, go to the International Hotel, I'm going to my little beauty!" He Feng almost laughed out his saliva, he used the tip of his tongue to lick|lick the sharp canine tooth in the middle, as if he had bitten the boy's flesh , tasting the strong and good taste, which made him look forward to it, and even couldn't wait to share his delusions with his "driver".

"He is as straight as bamboo, and he will be as sweet as bamboo, and his eyes are the most beautiful I have ever seen. I will take him to the snow, strip him naked, and his skin will be as white as snow, I want him to kneel down and stuff my baby into his mouth..." He Feng choked out hastily: "Quick, quick, I can't wait..."

"So urgent—" The calm voice was like the surface of the deep sea before a storm.

If He Feng cast a glance at Jiang Xingzhi at this time, He Feng would find that the eyes of the little prince who called him brother and brother and showed admiration and admiration for him not long ago were extremely cold at the moment, but deep in his pupils were clear and Lit with raging flames, like the light of a knife quenched with fierce fire, flashing with murderous aura.

When the red light turned green, Jiang Xingzhi stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the engine roared and roared, drowning out his muffled whisper: "—then I'll send you on your way quickly."

……

He Feng only realized that the car was going too fast when Jiang Xingzhi made a sharp turn at the first corner. At that time, his body was thrown up by the centrifugal force, and his head hit the roof of the car hard. He was in pain With a cry, tears flowed out.

"Damn it! How the hell did you drive it?!" The shock and pain suddenly half cleared He Feng's sanity, which had been tainted by alcohol.

He Feng grabbed the handle on the roof with surprise in his eyes, but because he hadn't noticed the danger yet, he just felt excited.

Jiang Xingzhi tapped the speedometer on the dashboard with his fingers: "Don't you like to have fun?"

He Feng laughed out loud, "Come on!"

Hu Jing's Porsche 911GT3 is the well-deserved king of speed nowadays, and its own power can reach 315 yards. He Feng is also an expert in playing cars. He can tell that this car has been modified just by listening to the sound of the engine: "Xiaozi So sharp!"

The corners of Jiang Xingzhi's lips curled slightly: "Do you want to add more ingredients?"

He Feng: "How much ability you have, use it all!"

Jiang Xingzhi took one last look at He Feng, which was extremely profound, but unfortunately He Feng couldn't appreciate the rich meaning contained therein: "It's dark and the road is slippery, you can sit still."

He Feng didn't expect Jiang Xingzhi to be so slippery with the car at such a young age.

The young man always sat upright, staring at the front with all his attention, flowing across his face like a stream of light, alternating light and dark shadows outlined his brows to the bridge of the nose, and then to the tight profile and jawline, condensed into a blade-like The line tempered by mausoleum.

He Feng only saw the scenery on the side of the road as he quickly retreated backwards like a whirlpool. At some point, curves appeared one after another in front of him. The car body was spinning almost like a spinning top, and his body was also like a boat swaying in the sea. Crazy bumps like a boat.

Countless street lights seemed to merge into meteors and rush towards the sky, and then splashed all over the sky into his retinas. It was a scene that only a car driving a straight upward mountain road at a fast speed would have.

"Ouch-!!!"

He Feng screamed like a wolf. At this moment, he really felt very refreshed. Speed ​​and passion, like beauty|sex and gunpowder|smoke, were his favorites.

"Shencheng actually has mountains!" He Feng shouted excitedly.

Jiang Xingzhi smiled softly: "There are still many things you don't know about this place!"

After another sharp turn, thick darkness suddenly filled He Feng's sight, there was no light ahead, only the snow-white headlights cut into the mountain road aggressively like lightning.

This sudden change of vision made He Feng a little uncomfortable: "Fuck, it's so dark..."

"Are you scared?" The voice was flat, clearly provocative.

He Feng's blood surged again: "The thing that scares me in this world hasn't been born yet!"

Jiang Xingzhi suddenly moved one hand away and pressed a button inside the car.

He Feng was startled, the wind whistling in his ears was like a sea tide, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were instantly filled with cold and damp objects, he took a beat to realize that those icy particles were snowflakes, Jiang Xingzhi actually lowered the car window beside him!

An unprepared fluster grabbed He Feng's heart like a ghost's claws, which was his instinctive warning of danger formed by his long-term wandering|walking on the edge of the dark world.

Curved mountain roads, super high speeds, bad weather... If drag racing under these conditions is a kind of stimulation that makes hormones soar, it is an adventure with one foot in heaven and one foot in hell, then opening the car window is red| You have really provoked Lord Hades!

The cold wind engulfed the snowflakes, and ghosts cried and wolves howled like a knife cutting noodles.

He Feng's eyes were blinded by the snow, he couldn't open his ears, he couldn't hear, his nose and throat were blocked, and he couldn't even make a sound. The whole world was pitch black and cold, and his body was out of gravity. The knuckles of the five knuckles holding the armrest were about to crack, and he had no doubt that if he slacked off even a little bit, he would be thrown out of the window!

"Stop! Stop!" He Feng yelled hastily, but what responded to him was a more intense roar of the engine, like the roar of a bloodthirsty beast.

"Are you fucking crazy! Are you desperate?" He Feng tried to open his eyes wide. He saw that Jiang Xingzhi's face was also covered in snowflakes into a dense white patch. Qi is intertwined, like a ghost Shura who broke free from the depths of infinity.

Following He Feng's hysterical yelling, Jiang Xingzhi stomped on the gas pedal to death, and the speeding car roared and rushed even harder into the endless darkness.

This kid is crazy!That kind of crazy energy seemed to want to kill him and die with him!

He Feng suddenly realized this, and all the bones and blood in his body were frozen by snowflakes in an instant.

He Feng never knew what it meant to be afraid when he was so old, but now he was so frightened that he firmly grasped the handrail with one hand and grabbed the air with the other.

After all, he still has the instinct to respond to emergencies. He knows that at this time he is looking for a seat belt, and he must wear it. He knows that the seat belt is right next to his shoulder blades, and he has already pulled the tough and elastic belt. , but he couldn't get the strap out no matter how hard he pulled it.

"Jiang Xingzhi! What the hell do you want to do? Stop, stop..." He Feng's pupils widened as he shouted on the verge of despair. He saw the end of the mountain road, where the dark mountain wall was waiting there coldly and silently. , and Jiang Xingzhi showed no sign of slowing down!

"Fuck|You|Mom—"

"squeak!"

"Oh!"

He Feng's stern curses, the screeching of the wheels rubbing against the ground, and the loud bang of the car crashing into the guardrail sounded almost simultaneously.

Jiang Xingzhi turned the steering wheel at the last moment. The unique light body of the Porsche 911 helped it make a 180° rotation in just a few seconds. Otherwise, once the powerful front of the car hit the guardrail, the car would rush out Then hit the mountain wall, the whole car and the two people in the car will be smashed into pieces, leaving no armor.

He Feng's body on the right side hit the car door heavily, and he felt a sweetness in his throat, the bloody air surged from his lungs, his beating heart almost broke his ribs, all the viscera in his abdominal cavity were twisted into a ball, painful His whole body was paralyzed and he couldn't move.

"Click", with a soft sound, the door slid open.

He Feng rolled down, and the ground was covered with white snow and frost. He Feng lay on the ground, opened his mouth, and the turbid things mixed with blood poured out, vomiting until the liver and intestines were broken.

The pain of drowning erupted in his body like an explosion, his heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney were all shattered in the chest cavity, bloody and bloody.

The extreme pain is the confusion of mind, He Feng didn't know where he was in a trance, and even felt that he was dead, until his collar was tightened, and his muddy body was lifted straight up, a light and faint The voice is close to his ear, like the advice of death:

"In the future, if you dare to look at him again, I will kill you!"

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The author has something to say:

My little angels are very sorry, the recent update is very late, because Xiaomo is sick, and many problems come and go, repeatedly, woo woo woo, every time I can't update, I always feel that I can do it the next day, So I have not asked for leave, I am really sorry my little friends, and thank you all for supporting me until now, thank you.

感谢在2021-10-1317:59:15~2021-10-1820:22:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Lin Xin 6; Zizi Zizhu 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of meat-loving big buns;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!