Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Who are you???"

Mr. Du asked doubtfully, with a bit of vigilance and uneasiness in his tone. This face was a bit familiar.

He knew that this seemingly bohemian young man was by no means an ordinary person.

And his appearance may be a sign of the coming storm.

The leader smiled slightly, but did not immediately answer Mr. Du's question.

He took a deep breath of the snowy cigarette, blew out a string of smoke rings, and then slowly said: "Mr. Du, long time no see."

His voice was calm and deep, as if it carried an unquestionable majesty.

And these words also shocked Mr. Du's heart.

He began to look at the young man seriously, trying to find any clues from the sullen face. However, he was disappointed.

This young man seemed to be a mystery, elusive, but very familiar.

The leader looked at Mr. Du's reaction, and the smile on his lips grew wider.

He seemed to be satisfied with the confusion and uneasiness he had brought to Mr. Du, because this was exactly the effect he wanted.

"Excuse my stupidity, who are you?"

Mr. Du looked at the young man standing in front of him with confusion. He felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name for a moment.

The young man laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Mr. Du, you are such a noble man and forgetful about things. Didn't I just make a little mistake three years ago? You cruelly kicked me out of the Du family, even in country M." The ban was imposed and I was left wandering around like a lost dog.”

There was a hint of self-deprecation and resentment in his tone.

"Fortunately, people from the 'S' organization took me in. I relied on my own abilities and worked hard all the way to get to where I am today."

The young man continued, with a bit of pride in his eyes.

After hearing what he said, Mr. Du finally remembered his identity.

"Haha, it's true. Dogs are dogs after all. They can't change their nature of eating shit. You still chose this path in the end. I still don't regret my original decision."

The old man's tone revealed firmness and unquestionability.

"You used to be tyrannical and misbehaving outside under the banner of the Du family. You should be lucky that I just kicked you out instead of handing you over to the Justice Bureau. Otherwise, you might still be in jail now."

Mr. Du's eyes became stern.

"Shut up!" The young man suddenly roared, obviously hurt by Mr. Du's words.

His eyes widened with anger and unwillingness on his face, "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to judge me? I am no longer what I used to be. I am no longer the boy who was at your mercy. You looked down on me back then. But now I have to admit that I am where I am today, which is beyond your imagination.”

Mr. Du looked at him, with a trace of disappointment and helplessness in his eyes, "It seems that you still don't understand my original intention. I'm not looking down on you, but I hope you can take the right path and not go astray. Unfortunately... .....You still let me down."

The conversation between the two was tense and heavy. The young man was extremely angry, while Mr. Du stood there and sighed deeply.

He knew that this young man who he had placed high hopes on had finally chosen the opposite path to him.

"Listen to my advice. Life is like a vast sea of ​​suffering, boundless and deep. Only by turning back can you find the shore of return. Now, you still have a chance. Put down the weapons in your hands. It's still not too late."

Mr. Du's voice was full of deep advice.

"Shut up!" The other party's voice revealed boredom and determination, "I am most disgusted with your empty theories. I came here today with a clear goal. My only purpose is to get rid of Xu Xiaoxiao. If you If you understand, get out of my way."

"Absolutely impossible! She is my granddaughter, and I will not let her get hurt at all."

Mr. Du responded word for word and decisively. His chest heaved with anger and his eyes shone with determination.

"Hahaha!" The other party let out a burst of laughter, full of ridicule and disdain, "Do you think you still have a chance of winning? Fu Yanchen's secret guards have been skillfully removed by me. Now, these people around you, are you sure? Will they be the opponents of our experienced mercenaries?"

Mr. Du's face was expressionless, but his eyes were shining with sharp light. He slowly said: "You can't know whether you are an opponent or not until you try it."

Although his voice was calm, it revealed unquestionable determination and strength.

As if to confirm his words, there was a chilling atmosphere in the surrounding air, and a contest was about to take place.

"Okay, in this case, you can't blame me. Kill, kill for me, no one will be spared."

The young man ordered the man in black.

Those people rushed forward, and the two sides began to fight again.

On that fierce battlefield, the men in black were like shadows at night, moving nimbly between the chaos and the firelight.

Their blades flashed with cold light, and every swing carried fierce killing intent.

On the opposite side, my grandfather's figure looked particularly tough in the flames of war. The long sword in his hand was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, with a rainbow of momentum. Although he was in danger, he had no fear.

In the car, Xu Xiaoxiao's mood was extremely complicated.

She held the pistol tightly in her hand, and her slender hands were shaking, showing her inner tension and anxiety.

Her eyes were fixed on her grandfather outside the car window, her eyes full of worry.

She wanted to rush out of the car, fight side by side with her grandfather, and protect him with the gun in her hand.

However, she was afraid that her joining would become a burden to her grandfather.

She knew that she was not a battle-experienced warrior. Facing those men in black, it was unknown whether she could shoot effectively and whether she could protect herself in times of crisis.

This feeling of powerlessness made her feel deeply frustrated, and at the same time, it made her admire her grandfather's courage and fighting ability even more.

Time passed slowly in the flames of war, and every second seemed to draw a scar in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

She was constantly struggling internally. On the one hand, she had the urge to help her grandfather, and on the other hand, she was afraid that she might be holding him back.

This contradiction made it almost impossible for her to breathe. She could only hold the gun in her hand tightly and silently pray that her grandpa would be safe.

The war outside the car intensified, the men in black's offensive became more fierce, and my grandfather's figure became more and more lonely and heroic on the battlefield.

Grandpa's bodyguards fell one by one.

Xu Xiaoxiao knew that she had to make a decision. No matter what the outcome was, she could not let herself regret today's indecision in the days to come.

She took a deep breath, her eyes became firm, and she was ready to open the car door and join this life and death battle.

The driver saw a fierce look in his eyes, "Miss Sun..."