He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

It is no exaggeration to say that Ren Zhaoyuan's voice was shocking.

Rao Zheng Wei's well-trained cadres can't help but look sideways.

When people hear the loud noise coming from the sky, it is almost an uncontrollable instinct to be distracted.

It's just that most people's first reaction was to turn their heads and follow the sound source first, but Tan Zheng turned around at the same moment when he heard it.

It was Ren Zhaoyuan.

Before he realized why Ren Zhaoyuan appeared, he had already taken steps in the direction of Ren Zhaoyuan.

Sun's speed of entering and exiting the knife was slowed down by a sudden shout in his ear, but Tan Zheng's sudden turn around completely let the knife wipe his clothes away.

Hatred had already occupied all his mind, he didn't hesitate, a miss was followed by the next one.

Close at hand.

Sun Jin's eyes widened suddenly, and he lowered his head slowly, staring blankly at the flat and long black object exposed on his chest, before he could touch it with his raised hand, he fell to the ground on his back.

But in the blink of an eye.

Tan Zheng looked back and saw the crossbow_arrow on Sun Jin's chest and the knife falling beside him, he was shocked but didn't stay long, and strode straight towards Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan just stood there without moving.

Zheng Wei, who was next to him, handed the small folding crossbow to his subordinates, and stepped forward on the weeds under his feet.

Although Tan Zheng said that his heart had flown to Ren Zhaoyuan's side, he knew what was going on at a glance just now. He stopped in front of Zheng Wei to thank him earnestly, but Zheng Wei seemed to have just solved a trivial matter casually, and said indifferently: "You lucky."

Tan Zheng was indeed lucky.

Zheng Wei is extremely proficient in using crossbows, but no matter how proficient they are, it takes two seconds.It was already too late when he saw it, if the man hadn't missed a hit, at most Zheng Wei's shot would have allowed him to save Tan Zheng's life.

Tan Zheng wanted to say something more, but Zheng Wei had already waved his hands and walked forward: "I owe Zhaoyuan a favor for coming."

Ren Zhaoyuan still stood where he was, without moving, without expression, only his eyes were locked on Tan Zheng.

From far to near.

Without blinking.

"What's wrong with your hands?" Tan Zheng noticed the glaring whiteness wrapped around Ren Zhaoyuan's hands before he got close, raised his hands lightly, and frowned even more when he saw the faint blood oozing from the bandage on his palm.

Just by looking at the bandage, you can tell it's not a minor injury.

Ren Zhaoyuan's hands are precious, Tan Zheng has always cherished them, and he is reluctant to let him hold a fruit knife.

After being together, there has never been a band-aid on his body, and he has never underestimated Ren Zhaoyuan's hands being scratched by tools.

Where can you see such injuries.

"How did it hurt? What happened?"

Ren Zhaoyuan's pale lips parted a little, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and then closed again.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know whether the voice of "Tan Zheng" just now was loud or small. His eyes were dark at the time, and his brain went blank for a long time. It was not until he saw Tan Zheng walking towards him step by step that he gradually resumed his breathing and heartbeat.

At this moment, I felt a sharp burning pain in my throat, and the thin rust smell rushed into my mouth and diffused.

Probably too hard.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer, just moved his eyes inch by inch on Tan Zheng's body, from head to toe, and raised his hand to push his upper arm.

Tan Zheng's thoughts were all on these hands, which were almost covered with bandages. When Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand, he separated one hand and followed closely. After being touched on the arm, he reacted for a while before he understood what Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to do.

"I'm fine," Tan Zheng put down Ren Zhaoyuan's hand carefully, and turned to show him, "Look, it's fine."

There is an obvious scratch on the shirt at the upper part of the waist.

This black shirt was custom-made for Tan Zheng by Ren Zhaoyuan. There is another row in the cabinet. The fabric is comfortable and high-grade but not durable. If something sharp is scratched, it will leave marks, let alone a knife.

The fingertips touched the pure black background, and moved along the conspicuous mark, then curled up the fingertips and lowered the hand as if unwilling to touch it.

"It's really fine," Tan Zheng said while turning around, "I didn't hurt at all, don't worry."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him for a few seconds, and raised his hand to his chin. Tan Zheng raised his hand and put it on the back of his hand, leaning his head slightly to stick to his hand, and said softly: "Are you scared? I'm fine——"

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes fixed on an inch-long bloodstain on the side of Tan Zheng's face, and he pressed his thumb on it.

Pain suddenly appeared on the side of his face, and Tan Zheng realized that there was an injury on his face.

It should have been done by grabbing a stick when I first came here. I didn't pay attention at the time, and I haven't felt the existence of this injury since then.

The wooden sticks used by those people were not finished products with a smooth surface, and the marks left by rubbing them were probably conspicuous enough.

"A little injury..."

It was indeed a minor injury, from the beginning to the end, it was not as painful as being pressed and touched by Ren Zhaoyuan now.

Tan Zheng gasped silently, didn't hide, and continued, "Maybe I rubbed it for a while, but I didn't notice it, it doesn't hurt, don't worry."

The bulging bloodstains became heavier due to external force grinding, and the surrounding area was red. Ren Zhaoyuan moved his thumb away and pulled his hand back from between Tan Zheng's palm and the side of his face.

I don't know whether he was frightened or angry, but the state is not right now. Tan Zheng paid attention to his movements and expressions, and just about to hug him to coax him, there was a shrill cry from behind him.

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his eyes and looked over, there were already a lot of people missing in that area, and all the people lying on the ground around him disappeared. Except for Zheng Wei's men, there were only Wang Yue and Chen Dao left.

Wang Yue sat on the ground, while Chen Dao cried and begged them not to take Wang Yue away.

Ren Zhaoyuan bypassed Tan Zheng and walked forward, and Tan Zheng immediately followed him with two steps.

Zheng Wei didn't intend to take Wang Yue and Wang Yue away now, otherwise Chen Dao wouldn't have the chance to cry at all.

It's just that how to deal with this matter is ultimately up to Ren Zhaoyuan to decide.

There was not even blood on the ground, and there was only a shallow pit where Sun Jin had been lying.

Seeing Ren Zhaoyuan approaching, Chen Dao stepped back unconsciously.

When he tidied up and came out of the tent, he saw Sun Jin fell to the ground, and at that time Ren Zhaoyuan was standing with Zheng Wei who was holding a crossbow.

For the first time in his life, Chen Dao saw a murder.

He saw the chest that rose and fell to calm after falling to the ground, and saw the blood slowly flowing from the bottom of the body.

And the man who did it was over half a hundred years old but physically strong. With a light wave, many people appeared silently.

A few of them packed the silent person into a thick black bag, and shoveled it in along with the blood-soaked soil, with skillful and indifferent movements like a butcher handling a common animal carcass.

Those hired by Wang Yue were not opponents at all, and they were either fainted or tied up in a car and taken away in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Wei was empty-handed, and without a weapon, he could not reduce the panic in Chen Dao's heart by half, and the expressionless Ren Zhaoyuan who came over now also made him afraid.

Wang Yue was also frightened.

There are countless things he did recklessly, but he didn't kill anyone, let alone intend to kill anyone.

Even if he hated Ren Zhaoyuan to the core, wanted to trample him in the mud, tried every means to humiliate and torture him, he never thought of killing him.

It was a living life, and it just disappeared without a sound.

After panic is the instinct of self-preservation.

He doesn't want to die.

The hired people were taken away one by one, and he was next.

Wang Yue fell to the ground and retreated trembling, but he didn't expect Chen Dao to pounce on him.

He suddenly remembered that Tan Zheng said that he wanted to prove to him that he was actually the one in Chen Dao's heart.

Maybe without proof.

When he got Chen Dao out of the hands of the messy bosses, Chen Dao hid in his arms with tears in his eyes.When Chen Dao was put on the bed at first, Chen Dao also blushed at him shyly and timidly.When he first moved into the house, Chen Dao also took care of his laundry and cooking soup for him.

When did it change?

Since he discovered that there was a special case in Chen Dao's world, since he defined this relationship as captivity, and since he began to humiliate and despise him.

His status has never lacked in pursuit and admiration, he doesn't care what Chen Dao's liking counts.Since the heart is with others, the body is naturally for money.

It's just meeting someone who is rare and lovable in bed, and raising someone to vent their desires.

He couldn't let go of his airs, and he wasn't naturally good at it. He hadn't talked about his relationship seriously, and he was afraid of running away, so he tied the contract tightly. If he was unhappy, he would make Chen Dao even more unhappy.

So farther and farther away, worse and worse, a vicious circle.

Wang Yue took Chen Dao's hand, resisting the fear in his heart, and wanted to tell Zheng Wei to let Chen Dao go, and go with him by himself.Without waiting for the exit, the person in front of him had already stepped aside, and Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng walked slowly, staggering back and forth.

The car accident was fake, but this kind of time is no longer important.

Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over and picked up a stick left by someone hired by Wang Yue. It was thick, long and strong, and had a lot of weight.

Chen Dao finally figured it out after the uncontrollable instinctive fear. In contrast, Ren Zhaoyuan was the only glimmer of hope he could ask for help.

"Teacher Ren!" Chen Dao almost knelt and crawled in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, "Please forgive him, he doesn't dare anymore, he only did this when he was teased, I will look at him from now on, never again It's going to happen, we're leaving tomorrow... no, we're leaving today and never coming back.."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked down at him, unable to distinguish his expression, but Chen Dao's voice became weaker and weaker until he became silent under his seemingly meaningless sight.

His eyes have followed Ren Zhaoyuan for so many years, listening to his lectures, watching his interviews, and collecting his designs. Ren Zhaoyuan is a symbol of perfection, a combination of all beautiful words. He yearns for and admires him, but at this moment he feels that Ren Zhaoyuan is terrifying .

It was intimidating and frightened him.

But he couldn't just watch Wang Yue die.

"Look..." Chen Dao muttered, holding on, "Look, report to Mr. Tan before me...I'll help you online...don't kill him, just spare him once...please, please. .”

Chen Dao knew that these things were just to repay Ren Zhaoyuan for helping him, but he had to rely on the only trivial things he had done for him.

Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's forearm by his side and squeezed it lightly.

Chen Dao remembered the favor of reporting the news at the first time. If it was not discovered in time, those rumors would be fermented and coupled with the subsequent video, even if they could be clarified in the end, they would have to take off a layer of skin.

This is one of them.

Second, it is impossible for them to take Wang Yue's life.

Sun Jin's death was already an accident, no matter how much Tan Zheng hated Wang Yue, it was the best ending so far.

Even if they can really do not take human life seriously, Wang Yue is not Sun Jin.

Sun Jin said that he was a rat in the gutter. He had no relatives or friends, and he had been hiding from the police by doing some shady things to survive.

And Wang Yue is a normal person with a social network, and he is also a person with complex social networks related to many circles.

What's more, the deterrence that should have been achieved now, Wang Yue will not dare to do anything to Ren Zhaoyuan in the future.

If you continue to do something, I'm afraid it's too late.

Chen Dao was already going to kowtow to Ren Zhaoyuan to plead for mercy, now it's perfect to take advantage of the situation and let them go.

Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's forearm calmly and calmly: "Zhaoyuan..."

Wang Yue couldn't see Chen Dao like this, and he didn't want Chen Dao to owe Ren Zhaoyuan anything, so he immediately stepped forward to help Chen Dao up.

"Ren Zhaoyuan, what happened today is all because of me, you let him let Chen Dao go, I will do it alone—"

Chen Dao widened his eyes and screamed, "Wang Yue!"

Wang Yue was suddenly struck heavily with a stick, and part of the nosebleed flowed into his closed mouth, and more blood and saliva flowed out in streams.

He vaguely heard Chen Dao calling him, tried to distinguish but couldn't hear, the buzzing sound exploded in the ear canal, as if being pushed into a pool of muddy water, he couldn't see clearly and couldn't breathe, he was dizzy and wanted to struggle, but then he died Vomiting uncontrollably.

Chen Dao couldn't help him up and didn't dare to touch his shaved face, so he could only support his head with his hands to keep him from choking.

Five or six teeth were mixed in the bloody vomit next to the half stick.

Even Tan Zheng who was beside him was startled, and did not respond for a few seconds. He was stunned for a moment before stepping forward to separate Ren Zhaoyuan's sight from the pool of filth.

"Okay, okay," Tan Zheng raised his hand to caress Ren Zhaoyuan's arm, spoke softly and tried several times to take the remaining half of the stick from Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Zheng Wei saw at a glance that Wang Yue's jaw was broken and he had a concussion.

If Ren Zhaoyuan's stick was directed upwards towards the temple, with such strength, it would not even be necessary to save people.

Seeing Zheng Wei's gesture, several subordinates guarding the side stepped forward to take Wang Yue and Chen Dao away.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned around, tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his throat, and said in a steady voice: "Uncle."

"I don't like to hurt people's lives, don't worry," Zheng Wei said, "Since it's repaying favors, there must be a beginning and an end. Those people won't dare to approach you again. Nothing happened here today. Two little girls go down there Waiting, let's go."

Ren Zhaoyuan bowed to Zheng Wei.

There was a military green off-road vehicle parked nearby, and the person waiting beside opened the door for the two of them. Tan Zheng covered the roof of the car with his hand to watch Ren Zhaoyuan sit in, closed the door for him, and nodded to Zheng Wei before turning around. Get on the other side.

After getting in the car, he first asked the driver for a bottle of water, unscrewed it and handed it to Ren Zhaoyuan: "Would you like some water?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head to the other side and closed his eyes, not looking at him again.

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