yellow sorghum

Yu Minglang looked at him with a calm expression, but there was a sense of crisis in his heart.

Zhu Yixi smiled at him, there was an inextricable complexity in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and walked towards Yu Minglang, but he tripped over the carpet, his hand was barely a few centimeters away from Yu Minglang's ankle, his eyes sparkled, and he laughed like crazy.

"I didn't expect it to be you..."

"No wonder... no wonder Yaya..."

He thought of something, his expression changed, and his smile gradually became ferocious: "That kid Qi Sen dares to mess with me like this..."

"He likes you so much, you said what would happen to him if I fell in love with you?"

Zhu Yixi stared at Yu Minglang and smiled, laughing so that Yu Minglang felt sick in his heart, but he also felt the weirdness in it, what happened to Qi Sen and Zhu Yixi, the Zhu family, it was the Zhu family who kidnapped him.

"Uncle Zhu."

He calmly called out, hoping to wake up Zhu Yixi's rationality, and it seemed to have some effect, Zhu Yixi got up and paused.

Yu Minglang pursed his lips, wanting to see what would happen next, but Zhu Yixi gradually raised his head, his eyes tumbling with emotion.

"You like playing with these?"

There was a cloudy look of alcohol in his eyes, and his smile gradually became obscene: "What should I call you, my good nephew?"

Yu Minglang's expression changed, and he turned sideways to avoid the man's surprise attack.

He roared, "I am Yu Zhengyan's son!"

"Hehe..." Zhu Yixi got up from the ground, with green light in his eyes, "You are his son? Who in this circle doesn't know that he severed ties with you, and he took you with him within a few days after you left. A child goes back, are you still his son?"

"What do you think you are? Without Yu Zhengyan, you are nothing."

Yu Minglang was slightly dazed, a soreness suddenly appeared in his heart, Zhu Yixi's words were repeated in his mind at high speed, Yu Zhengyan had already brought a child back, that was Yu Zhengyan's child, this is not what he wanted of it?These are all what he has always wanted, but why is he panicking in his heart now...

"what!"

During the few seconds when Yu Minglang was in a daze, Zhu Yixi pounced up like a wolf and pinned down Yu Minglang's body.

The strong smell of alcohol lingered over him, making his throat sick.

Zhu Yixi quickly grabbed Yu Minglang's hands and lifted them above his head. His strength was far greater than Yu Minglang's, and he was even in a state of suppression, making him unable to move. It seemed that he had lost all the things he had learned before. As a result, Zhu Yixi seemed to be very relaxed, suppressing his legs and upper body.

This person is not just a dead man. During the struggle, Yu Minglang suddenly thought that someone had mentioned the sons of the Zhu family. No matter who they were, all of them were sent by Zhu Zheng to practice in the military camp for several years, especially Zhu Yixi, who stayed the longest. He is the eldest and the best one. Mr. Zhu values ​​him so much, not just because of his brains outside, but as his second self.

Zhu Yixi stopped suddenly, and stared blankly at Yu Minglang's flushed face from struggling. After a few seconds, he seemed fascinated: "It's so fucking beautiful..."

"No wonder that kid seems to be fascinated."

"I haven't walked through the back door yet, is it really that good?"

After he finished speaking with a smile, he buried his head on Yu Minglang's neck. The moment his lips touched, the wet and sticky feeling made the sour water in Yu Minglang's stomach instantly rise up, and then he vomited.

All the stuff in the stomach came up, and some even vomited on Zhu Yixi's head.

Zhu Yixi's body froze, he raised his hand to touch the vomit on his forehead, and his expression instantly became ugly.

"* Bitch!"

"Snapped!"

He slapped Yu Minglang's side face with a relentless slap, and the nosebleed instantly flowed out from Yu Minglang's nose, winding down, and finally hanging on his tender white earlobe.

Yu Minglang only felt that all the beatings he hadn't endured in the years of his life had been exhausted in this period of time. Sure enough, the heavens were all fair. His eyes were dim, but he laughed out loud.

Zhu Yixi's hands were full of filth, seeing him smiling, he felt even more annoyed, and slapped him on the face again. At this moment, Yu Minglang completely lost consciousness, his eyes darkened, his eyes closed, and his head was very fragile. hanging to one side.

Now that Zhu Yixi had completely lost that thought, and was mostly sober from the wine, she got up from Yu Minglang's body.

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, and the middle-aged man stood at the door with a face of panic. He was stunned on the spot when he saw the scene inside, and he shouted: "Master Zhu..."

Zhu Yixi stood up in disgust, pulled the sheet to wipe off the dirt on her hands, her eyes were clouded.

"What's the matter, say it!"

"A car is coming this way..."

Zhu Yixi paused his hand and slowly raised his head.

The middle-aged man looked up at his head, sweating on his forehead, and continued: "He looks like a young master, but he doesn't look like it. There is more than one car. Master Zhu, we have been discovered."

Zhu Yixi didn't move, the flush on his face disappeared a lot, and he looked gloomy.

"Master Zhu, should I ask someone to prepare the car now?"

I saw him laughing: "I, Zhu Yixi, have really become street rats now."

The middle-aged man dared not speak, just waiting for his orders.

"Let's not go," Zhu Yixi said. "That kid finally came again. I thought he would hide for the rest of his life. I want to see what he will do."

The middle-aged man gave a look, and dissuaded him: "Master Zhu, you still..."

Zhu Yixi's eyes became more and more red: "I have nowhere to go in the future. Even the old man can't keep me. I will stay in prison for the rest of my life when I go back. Rather than hiding in hiding for a lifetime, it's better to die."

He took a deep look at Yu Minglang who fell unconscious on the ground: "He did it mercilessly, and I won't make it easier for him."

He stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man: "Gun."

Zhu Yixi pulled Yu Minglang up from the ground, and the dark gun hole blocked the young man's temple, leaving a deep red mark.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The windows were broken, and the glass was scattered all over the place.

"Master Zhu!"

Zhu Yixi's hand holding the gun was shot. Before he could pull the trigger, the gun fell to the ground. He covered his injured hand, his face was pale with pain. Yu Minglang lost his support and fell to the ground. on the ground.

The middle-aged man took out another gun from his waist and "slapped" it towards the window.

The door behind him was kicked open, and a bullet shot out from behind and passed through the middle-aged man's chest. His eyes were still wide open, his hands stiffened, and he fell straight to the ground.

There was the sound of disciplined footsteps behind him, Zhu Yixi turned his head, and two rows of people dressed in special police forces squatted a few meters away from him, with guns in their hands, the black muzzle pointed at him, and a person appeared from behind the door, as if in no hurry Slowly, slowly walked up to him, but his expression was frighteningly cruel, Zhu Yixi was stunned.

I don't know if he lost too much blood, but he also forgot to dodge when the man raised his foot. The moment he hit the ground, there were only two words in his mind, it's over.

"clear……"

Someone softly called Yu Minglang's name, he slightly opened his eyes, but blood was smeared on them, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Mingming...it's okay..."

The voice was very gentle. He seemed to have heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.

In a slight bump, he leaned into a broad and warm chest. He remembered that when he was very young, someone called him that behind him.

Qi Sen and Hua Wenyi were sitting in the car, the mountain road was bumpy, and the people in the shaking car felt even more depressed, Qi Sen's face was very ugly, he grabbed the front seat with his hand, and urged: "Hurry up. "

Hua Wenyi's complexion was also not good, the upbringing on his face cracked a little, he held Qi Sen's hand: "Sen, hurry up and we will fall into the cliff."

Qi Sen leaned on the seat, his face was frighteningly pale, his lips trembled, and after a while he said: "Hua Wenyi, I'm afraid..."

Hua Wenyi also fell silent, his brows were furrowed together, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses frame were no longer flying as usual, and for a moment he couldn't find words to comfort this person.

Qi Sen became a little incoherent: "I, I didn't expect that he could catch Qingming, and I didn't expect..."

There was a look of pain on his face: "If Mingming has something..."

"stop!"

Hua Wenyi interrupted him, and said to the driver, "Hurry up."

Hua Wenyi brought people with him. Those people had guns. They were all international mercenaries sitting in the car behind. He was called by Qi Sen from the United States. As soon as he received the news, he ran into the car with his companions non-stop. Shan, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling tired in his heart, but he couldn't bear it, what happened to that noble young master.

If the little young master who has always been aloof is really splashed into the mud one day, how can it be tolerated.

When they arrived at the detainee's house, they found that the house was surrounded by cars, and an ambulance was parked on the outermost edge.

Qi Sen was stunned when he opened the car door. He saw Yu Zhengyan appearing at the gate of the house holding Yu Minglang, who was covered in blood, and the old housekeeper of the Yu family was also there. Touch but dare not.

As soon as the medical staff saw the person coming out, they rushed up from behind and took the unconscious person from Yu Zhengyan's hands.

The blood covered Yu Minglang's face, it was all red, the strings in Qi Sen's mind broke instantly, he ran over like crazy, with only the young man in his eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Minglang... Minglang... "

But before he got close, he was stopped by Yu Zhengyan's men.

The people brought by Hua Wenyi followed behind, raising their guns upon seeing this.

"clear……"

Qi Sen's throat was choked up, and he watched helplessly as the medical staff took him away and knelt on the ground. He was still a step late...

"Let him go."

Qi Sen raised his head, and the eyes of the two collided. The man's eyes were cold and familiar, but he waved his hand to signal the people on both sides to let Qi Sen go.

Qi Sen's mouth opened, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Yu Zheng frowned, his expression was very bad, and he said something to the housekeeper in a low voice.

Seeing this, the butler coughed twice, and said to him in a low voice: "Sir, you are allowed to go there..."

"Young master is fine, the master also said, let you put away the look of dead parents on your face..."

Qi Sen followed Yu Minglang's stretcher into the ambulance, and the mercenaries brought by Hua Wenyi looked at each other and asked him, "what?"

The stone in Hua Wenyi's heart also fell to the ground. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him. He waved his hand and signaled that he could go back. Someone rescued him one step ahead of them. The two protagonists left, and nothing happened. What happened to them.

Zhu Yixi was tied up and dragged out, covered in blood and unconscious...

Before he turned his head, he glanced thoughtfully at the silent Yu Zhengyan, and the man also looked over, the emotion in his eyes was heavy and unpredictable.

The author has something to say:

your dad is still your dad

Feels like Dad will always be the MVP