How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Ok?

Ye Cheng didn't shout out the last word '一'.

He turned his head.

But seeing the crowd outside the door parting, a man in his fifties slowly walked in.

Although the other party's face was calm, it was not difficult to see that the muscles on his face were trembling violently.

Apparently, he gritted his teeth to the extreme, holding back the shock in his heart.

"Haha, who are you?" Ye Cheng turned around and asked.

"I...I, Qin Wenjing, am currently the housekeeper of the Wen family. I am a white man with no official position or position."

Qin Wenjing said in a deep voice and cupped his hands.

It’s impossible if he doesn’t come forward!

Originally, he stayed next door and listened quietly to the developments.

But he never expected Ye Cheng to be so fierce.

Faced with more than a dozen guns, in front of so many people, and in a place like this, he dared to point it at Wen Haohe's head.

If something were to happen, the lives of Qin Wenjing's whole family would not be enough to compensate for a hair on Young Master Wen's legs.

He could only step forward and end this mess himself.

After all, he was the one who came up with the idea, and he must be blamed for the trouble that happened now.

"Butler? Haha, I think he is the counselor of the Wen family!"

Ye Cheng turned his head with a smile and looked at Wen Haohe again, his eyes full of mockery.

"Young Master Wen, in what age do you still dare to raise advisers? Are there any private soldiers? What are you going to do? Ah, let me ask you, what are you and your father going to do?"

Wen Haohe was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

Qin Wenjing's expression changed drastically.

The weight of this sentence is so heavy that the entire literary family cannot bear it.

If word spreads...

The consequences are even more disastrous.

He realized that he really underestimated Ye Cheng.

This person is digging holes everywhere, constantly setting traps for the Wen family.

This matter cannot be delayed any longer and this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

"Mr. Ye!"

Qin Wenjing put on a smile: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Don't you see that Master Wen is joking with you?"

"Haha, come on, come on, put down the gun! Let's continue to eat. It's not easy to get imperial meals in Kyoto. Let's have a meal together and stop talking about anything, okay?"

As he spoke, he glared at Su Fenggu, who had been standing helpless in the room.

That means:

Be silent!

The surname is Su.

Do you really want both your father-in-law and son-in-law to die here?

Su Fenggu trembled all over, as if he had just come to his senses.

"Yes, yes! Ye Cheng, put down the gun, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, how about we eat, finish it quickly, we have something to do in the afternoon..."

He vaguely reminded Ye Cheng.

Don't make trouble, son-in-law.

I have to perform surgery on the teacher in the afternoon!

If Wen Haohe is really made to kneel down and beg for mercy, will the two of us really die here?

Just give me a step and come down, don't make it impossible to end?

end?

Ye Cheng really had to put down his gun before it could end.

"Eat? Butler Qin, I'm going to eat fried brains with bullets! Do you think I can eat this dish?"

The gun in Ye Cheng's hand hit Wen Haohe's head, which made Wen Haohe cry.

What are you doing, brother?

Are you so determined to kill me?

"Ye Cheng!"

Qin Wenjing couldn't bear it anymore.

"We admit defeat! It was my idea to do this. I just want you to find a big thigh to hold on to, so that you can have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life!"

"It was my fault! Let Young Master Wen go. If anything happens, come to me!"

"Hehehe..."

Ye Cheng really wanted to ask what was wrong.

But he was too lazy to talk to Butler Qin anymore.

The idea of ​​forcing Meng Chunping to death was probably his idea.

They are all the same, extremely dirty things.

"Young Master Wen! I don't think you, the butler, can clean up the mess. How about we continue with our choice?"

"If there's one more sound, I'll shoot! Have you made your choice?"

Ye Cheng's index finger began to slowly exert force, and his mouth opened slightly.

Just shout out the last word "one".

All of a sudden!

The whole room fell into dead silence.

No one can figure it out.

Ye Cheng, why don’t you step down even if someone gives you a step?

Do you have to force yourself to death?

Qin Wenjing watched intently, not daring to shout out again.

Wen Haohe, who was threatened with death, completely collapsed.

After discovering that Butler Qin couldn't answer anything, he heard the spring in the pistol vibrating slightly.

He couldn't bear it any longer and fell to his knees.

"Master Ye! I... was wrong!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing the genius kneeling down on the spot, Ye Cheng laughed loudly.

He rubbed the gun in his hand casually, and it instantly turned into a pile of parts, which were thrown to the ground and scattered everywhere.

"Good grandson! Grandpa forgives you!"

"Remember, don't show off in front of me in the future! Otherwise, I'll beat you once I see you!"

After saying that, Ye Cheng pulled Su Fenggu, who was still in a state of confusion, and walked out.

When he arrived in front of Qin Wenjing, Qin Wenjing was still blocking the door.

Ye Cheng didn't say anything, just looked at each other quietly.

Are you still playing?

Now you still have a choice, beat me to death.

Or, be beaten to death by me.

Qin Wenjing stared at Ye Cheng without saying a word.

He understands.

If the troubles continue, the Wen family will be left with nothing to eat.

Once the gunshots are fired, the big boss of the south courtyard will hear it and rush over immediately.

By that time...

No one wants to die well.

To put it bluntly, today’s meal is a gamble.

Bet on Ye Cheng kneeling down and be like a dog, bet on whether he is afraid of death or not.

But now the results are out.

Wen Haohe was completely defeated.

Qin Wenjing also completely lost.

If this continues, no one will be able to live well.

"Mr. Ye!"

Qin Wenjing gritted his teeth and moved away.

"Let's go, don't send me away!"

"Hahaha……"

Ye Cheng smiled again and led Su Fenggu straight out of the attic.

Under the gaze of everyone and surrounded by a group of armed bodyguards, the two of them walked out of the flower hall step by step, walked across the small bridge, and walked out of the mysterious manor.

No one dared to stop him.

Until Su Fenggu flagged down a taxi.

When the car drove far away, Su Fenggu was still pale and had not recovered from what had just happened.

Until the taxi driver asked.

"Hey! You two, what's going on!"

"I have been driving a taxi all my life, and this is the first time I pick someone up from the sea gate. What are you doing in there!"

Hearing the driver's question, Su Fenggu shook his head vigorously and did not answer the taxi driver's words. His eyes turned red first.

My son lied!

Good son-in-law.

I really thought I was going to die in there just now!

Seeing that Ye Cheng was still there, he leaned on the back of the seat and looked out the window.

Su Fenggu finally couldn't help but asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"Ye Cheng, if... if you just counted to one, how dare you..."

Ye Cheng chuckled and whispered.

"Uncle Su! What do I dare? How cowardly I am, there are no bullets in there at all!"

"What did you say?"

Su Fenggu jumped up in shock and knocked his head on the roof of the car.

Bang!

The old man grinned in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing! Dude! You're going to fucking go to heaven!"

"Why don't you go to the sea and see how excited you are!"

The taxi driver cursed irritably and drove away from the mysterious manor.

……

And at the same time.

Everyone in the attic had long since fled.

Only Wen Haohe, who was still slumped on the ground, and the housekeeper Qin Wenjing were left.

Wen Haohe's face was ashen, and he had not yet recovered from the fear.

Qin Wenjing's eyes were full of hatred.

I'm really a hero and a bear.

"Haha! Just hold on! Just hold on! We will win!"

"There are no bullets in this gun!"

"You wait until he finishes shouting, and you win! You can subdue this owl dragon and use it for you. Do you know! Do you know?"

"What did you say?"

When Wen Haohe heard this, he was dumbfounded.

He dug around on the ground and found that there were no bullets in the pistol's magazine.

He was so angry that he jumped up and grabbed Qin Wenjing by the collar.

"Qin! Why the hell didn't you tell me earlier! Why!"

"If you had told me earlier, why would I have knelt down? Ah, why should I kneel down for him! Tell me, why?"

Qin Wenjing was grabbed by the collar, but his face darkened.

why?

Because you are cowardly, because Ye Cheng is really not afraid of death.

Even if you know there are no bullets inside, what difference does it make.

You have lost!

Total loss!

No matter Ye Cheng knew whether there were bullets inside or not.

He dares to risk his life to play this game with you.

And you...

The rich young master of the Wen family.

Dare?

It was impossible for Qin Wenjing to tell the truth just now.

Because he understood that once revealed, there would be no bullets inside.

Ye Cheng will become angry from shame, and Wen Haohe will make the villain gain power.

The final outcome is something no one can bear.

Either you die or I die.

Even everyone in the room will die today.

But if Wen Haohe resists until the end, let Ye Cheng shout the last thing.

Yecheng will be completely defeated.

He can only be willing to become a lackey of the Wen family.

It is a pity.

The outcome is decided!

Wen Haohe also thought about everything and lost all strength.

"The responsibility for this is mine!"

Qin Wenjing sighed: "Haohe, you should go back to General Song's downstairs and continue waiting."

"I'm going to find your father now and admit my mistake to him. It has nothing to do with you being beaten or scolded..."

With that said, Qin Wenjing was about to leave.

"no!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Haohe shouted again.

"Absolutely not! Uncle Qin! I can't let Ye Cheng live! I'm going to kill him."

"Otherwise, if this news gets out today, how can I still hang out in Kyoto!"

"I want to find someone to kill him! He must die today! He must die..."

Qin Wenjing was shocked when he heard this, and turned around with anger on his face.

"Haohe, do you have to make things get out of hand?"

"We've already failed, let's leave it at that! I'll think of a solution for the 60 billion thing..."

"Damn it, don't worry about it! You're just a housekeeper, you can take care of shit!"

Wen Haohe pushed the other party away roughly, held up the phone and walked outside.

"Hey! Old Li from the police station? I'm Wen Haohe!"

"There is a suspended prisoner who escaped from Yun Province to Kyoto! Send people immediately to arrest him."

"...Don't care who it is, as long as he dares to arrest him, he will be shot to death on the spot! I will bear the consequences!"

As Wen Haohe walked further and further away, only the dull Qin Wenjing was left.

An old man in his fifties sat down on a chair with a bitter look on his face.

Is the towering tree of the Wen family about to begin to decline?