The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Haha, afraid, what should I be afraid of?"

A crazy male voice exploded in her ears, and the man's strong arms restrained Nan Zhiyi.

The scent of a mature masculine surrounded his body, which was the fragrance of chamomile mixed with the bitter aroma of white tea. This made Nan Zhiyi extremely uncomfortable and he struggled slightly, but in return he was restrained even more forcefully.

The cold blades on his neck and waist were emitting chilling air, and the dangerous aura made Nan Zhiyi's consciousness instantly return.

I opened my eyes and looked around. There was a group of people in front of me holding their cell phones and talking about something.

From time to time, replies came from the phone.

"Oh my god! Big news!"

"The son of the former Nan Fung Group CEO actually tried to hold the current CEO hostage at knifepoint."

"Do you think he wanted to die together with the others by taking them to the rooftop?"

"I think it's......"

"After all, he is capable of doing such a thing, so it's no wonder he wants to kill him. If it were me, I would do the same."

"Those things may not be done by him, don't say anything nonsense."

"Oh, who else could it be if not him?"

"This..." The person who had been defending before stopped talking and just let them make wild guesses.

"Okay, everyone be quiet."

A very imposing man said something and the crowd became quieter. He approached the man carefully while talking to him.

"Mr. Fengnan, I am your father's friend. If you have any problems, let's talk about them. We can always solve them. Don't ruin your bright future, okay?"

(It seems that this is the first official world. The man who held me hostage must have a grudge against me and want to die with me, but why has he not taken action yet?)

"Let's talk properly. We have nothing to discuss. I told you not to come over, or I will just start fighting."

The man holding the man took a few steps back. As he spoke, he moved the knife closer to Nan Zhiyi's skin and looked around vigilantly.

Nan Zhiyi groaned and frowned as he felt a cold and stinging sensation on his skin.

The man lowered his head when he heard the voice, and pressed his cheek against his. The painful and suppressed male voice gradually turned crazy.

"why?"

"Tell me! Why did you do this?

I've been so good to you, why do you treat me like this?" The man was shaking with excitement, and the blade went another inch deeper into his skin.

"Since you won't leave me a way to live, then we might as well die and go to hell together."

"Fengnan, could you please calm down and stop threatening to kill yourself?" Nan Zhiyi was extremely dissatisfied with the man's behavior, and even his voice was filled with anger.

"How do you expect me to calm down? Tell me!... Do you think I don't dare to kill you? Do you think I will be foolish enough to be fooled by you?"

"you......."

It happened in a flash. At the moment of crisis, Nan Zhiyi pushed away the man's knife-wielding arm, desperately knocked the man to the right, and then rolled to avoid the man's control.

There was a bang as the bullet hit the ground.

A crater was left at the site.

The killer hiding in the dark saw that his attack missed and knew that his position was exposed, so he quickly fled.

Nan Zhiyi was sure that there was no danger, so he immediately stood up and pulled Fengnan up, then stood in front of Fengnan with a dagger in his hand.

He bowed to the police officer who took the opportunity to arrest Fengnan, with a hint of pleading in his eyes and a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry that our matter has taken up everyone's time. I can handle it. Can you give me some time?"

"This……"

The people around looked at Nan Zhiyi's actions, somewhat confused and hesitant.

"Just a moment, in the next room. Let's go through the procedures we've agreed on. I won't stop you."

After hearing this, everyone looked in the direction Nan Zhiyi was looking and said that the room was settled.

It was a place of less than two square meters, with one wall missing and open.

"Row."

"Thank you."

As he said this, Nan Zhiyi bowed again, pushed Fengnan in and made him lean against the wall, while he himself, with one hand on the wall, faced away from the open space, blocking the view of others.

With his head slightly lowered, his eyes were full of Fengnan. The love, struggle, and pain in his eyes were as real as substance, and seemed to be overflowing from them.

The words that came out were also filled with painful and suppressed cries.

"Anan, I never thought we would get to this point."

"You know me. I have been an orphan since I was young. I grew up alone and never enjoyed love. No one taught me what love is.

So I always feel insecure and want to grab something more substantial to prove that I have love.

It’s okay for others, but I didn’t expect that even you no longer believe in me.”

Nan Zhiyi said this without waiting for Fengnan's reply. She pressed her tired forehead tightly against Fengnan's. As their breathing intertwined, they could smell the familiar scent of each other.

It seems that this can make the heart calmer and feel better.

"You know what?

But how sad would I be when I heard you say you didn't want to live anymore?

Never mind, I just wanted too much after all.

Since we started dating, I will return every penny you have spent on me and every gift you have given me.

I have contacted the best lawyer to defend you."

"I know that it's useless for me to say anything now. You hate me, and you won't believe me anymore. Ha...ha, I really can't blame anyone else. This is my own fault."

Nan Zhiyi talked to herself, watching Fengnan turn his head away, indifferent and silent, ignoring her. She felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

As he spoke, he laughed crazily, tears welling up in his eyes.

He pointed the hand holding the dagger at his heart, took Fengnan's hand in his own and hugged him tightly.

"You want me to die, so why don't you do it?"

"Even if I die, they will think I committed suicide."

Nan Zhiyi murmured sadly and thrust the dagger inside.

There was a "puff" sound, which was particularly harsh in the small space.

The smell of blood lingering in my nose became stronger.

The dagger began to tremble, and finally stopped half an inch away from the heart and no longer moved forward.

"Nan Zhiyi, are you crazy about him?"

Fengnan turned around and looked at the crazy Nan Zhiyi in disbelief, but his heart calmed down.

"Anan, it's great that you finally paid attention to me."

Nan Zhiyi's pupils widened, a hint of disbelief flashed across her eyes, and she smiled in surprise.

He spat out blood and trembled as he slowly stretched out his blood-stained hand to touch Fengnan, but he fainted immediately due to rapid blood loss.

The anger on Fengnan's face had not yet subsided, but it turned into panic. Before Nan Zhiyi fell, he supported him and screamed in fear.

"Someone come quickly, quickly..."

"Anan, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disbelieved you. Please, don't die."