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Feng Zheng shivered subconsciously, Gu Sheng looked at him so coldly that he didn't look like a living person at all.

Immediately, Gu Sheng lowered his eyes, the church was unusually quiet, so quiet that it was impossible to judge the location.Feng Zheng didn't remember such a building in the urban area of ​​Shanghai or in the concession area, until a slight "click" sounded, he came back to his senses in horror, and was shocked to see Gu Sheng lift the thing in his hand.

It was a PSS micro-acoustic pistol, the Soviet Union's original top-notch noise reduction technology, and the darling of spies from various countries.Feng Zheng recognized the gun at a glance, and his spine shivered in shock.

"Does it look familiar?" Gu Sheng raised his chin towards him, and the PSS, which was only the size of an adult's palm, twirled smoothly in his hand.

look familiar!

How could it be unfamiliar!

The earliest PSS series in China flowed out from Feng Zheng's hands!It was that batch of guns that caused him to be suspected by the Soviet military, and he had to go to the south to avoid the wind.He had personally seen each of the two hundred guns before they were dispatched, so how could he not recognize them!

Feng Zheng thought of Shen Wenchang and Ida Kazuyuki who were shot to death, fixed his eyes on the young man who looked normal, and shuddered violently.

Gu Sheng didn't notice, looked around for a while, and said, "Let me tell a story."

"25 years ago, Kun Ling appeared on the opera stage for the first time. It was the first time in Chinese opera art that men and women were on the same stage." Gu Sheng's voice was very calm, and there was a hint of gloom in his youthful voice, " In the first five years, although the public opinion was fiercely disputed, the stage was stable up and down, and the four famous actresses of Kun Ling were even voted out."

Feng Zheng swallowed hard, feeling vaguely that what he said overlapped with some plausible memories.

"You were born earlier than me. You should have an impression of them when they were very popular," Gu Sheng said, "Shang Yunfang, the first of the four great actresses, came out with a song "The Phoenix Returns to the Nest". When the limelight was unparalleled, there was no news overnight. After that, the rumors about her being assassinated and adopted by Jiangbei reached their peak, and they were quickly suppressed. Taboo.

"Just when people were beginning to forget this once magnificent woman, a group of mysterious people from the north of Beijing rushed into the mansion of a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. The soldiers who broke in from time to time fired guns, beheaded all over the house, and blood flowed like rivers. The largest family in Xunzhou fell from then on.

"It is said that the second concubine of the wealthy businessman is the famous actress Shang Yunfang who has been missing for many years without a trace."

Gu Sheng looked up at Feng Zheng: "I know what you want to ask.

"I am Shang Yunfang's only son, Gu Yan."

Feng Zheng's face had completely changed. If he hadn't been tied to the pillar and his mouth was strangled, he might have knelt down and cried out.

"Do you really want to know where I was that night? How could you let me slip through the net?" Gu Sheng paused, looking at Feng Zheng through the light from the skylight, "Speaking of which It's another story. However, no matter how old things are, they can't be exposed for nothing."

He pressed his forehead wearily, as if he was thinking about how to organize the following sentences, his eyes chased a speck of dust on the ground, and after a long time he raised his head again and said: "If you leave aside the absurdity of the previous generation, my background is actually not bad. Gu Hou thinks highly of me, and treats me as much as he treats his eldest brother. In fact, I have not let him down. Before Gu Hou's family fell, he came from a scholarly family, and his grandparents were all court officials. Don’t dare to slack off. This point has also been extended to Gu Hou. He started business, but he still taught his younger generations that “only reading is good”, and at the same time integrated Chinese and Western concepts, and truly integrated the ancients’ rituals, music, shooting, imperial, The six arts of books and numbers have been implemented."

Feng Zheng sniffed, and suddenly remembered Gu Sheng's appearance when he arrived at the racecourse.

He is very calm and calm. He only listened to the horse's temperament introduced by the owner of the racecourse, and then got on the horse by himself. He acted with a calm demeanor, just like walking around in his own courtyard.That kind of grace surprised people from the beginning, because it was not a carelessness that could be faked, but a kind of... familiarity and confidence.

Jiang Cheng's feeling when he first got to know him was not wrong, he was indeed a young master from a wealthy family, with an indelible arrogance from his family background and himself embedded in his bones.

"I also practiced playing cards at that time," Gu Sheng said. "When there are guests at home, I will look around. If I watch a lot, I like to give advice to the guests. Once a comprador thought it was interesting and asked me Play for him. At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I gambled against the dealer by myself, but I won too much, so I had to restart the game and lose the money back.”

Gu Sheng curled the corners of his mouth as if he thought it was funny, and then changed the topic: "But I was severely whipped by Gu Hou that time, and I still have the scar on my back from the belt whip. It's not about winning or losing. , It’s because he felt that I didn’t learn well at a young age, and I played cards and gambled with others, and lost my mind. I seldom played since then.”

"Bridge is the best I play." Gu Sheng gestured a card-cutting action unconsciously, "Because it is the least dependent of luck among all the cards, intelligence and card skills basically determine winning or losing, and you don't play until the end At the end of the day, no one knows who the winner is."

"I'm quite surprised that Shen Wenchang played bridge," he thought for a while, and commented, "He's already pretty good."

"That's why I seldom express my love for Peking Opera in front of Gu Hou. If he sees me now, he may regret why he didn't beat me to death with a belt back then." Gu Sheng put his elbows on the back of the chair On the table, he tapped his temple tiredly, "He is a very traditional literati in his bones, and he feels that the melody of Beijing opera intoxicates the people and weakens the country. It has a bad influence. As I said, he valued me very much, and I did not live up to his value. I actually don’t really remember what happened when I was studying with my husband. I only remember that my brother and I, who are five years older than me, used the For the same set of books, my husband often came to Gu Hou to praise me.

"I actually don't like him complimenting me, and it doesn't mean that my eldest brother and the main room will wear small shoes for me, but I just don't like it. The reason I studied hard at that time was that I wanted to leave class early so that I could go to the theater to listen to operas in a legitimate way. But later Gu Hou discovered my...talent? He always gives me something to learn, the more Mr. praises me, the more breathless I become."

He thought it ridiculous to recall his first half of his life, and lightly brushed off his collar: "Later, I couldn't control myself, so I sneaked out to look, and after a few weeks, it was discovered that my mother personally exposed me. She was persecuted because of Beijing opera, and she finally broke out of this whirlpool. She didn't want to see me fall into it again because of this.

"At the end of the day, I'm still stuck." Gu Sheng said, "At that time, Gu Hou was very angry, thinking that he had fed my cultivation to dogs before, and forced me to sing or study, but I didn't say a word, he knew my temper , In a fit of rage, he kicked me out of the house.

"I was just thirteen that year, and I was hanging out in teahouses in the south of the Yangtze River. I couldn't survive the New Year's Eve and went back home. What I saw was...the blazing flames, the hell on earth."

In the memory, the flames shot up into the sky, the blood reddened the entire night sky, the child's mournful cries were interrupted by gunshots, and the woman stretched out her hand to him from the pool of blood——

"Yan'er!...Yan'er!——"

A hard and cold object was stuffed into the hand with the body temperature of a woman. The feathers of the kingfisher gently scraped the palm of the hand, and the beautiful face of the boy was projected into the glazed eyes of the mother under the firelight, and suddenly went out.

The silent scream was stuck in the boy's throat, and the light of blood snaked up, dragging the boy into the hell where he would never be reborn.

"mother!!--"

He stood up and walked towards the man on the cross step by step.

Feng Zheng shook his head desperately, tears of fear covered his whole face, and the silk cloth was pushed away a little under his persistent struggle, allowing him to make a series of indistinct guttural sounds.

"No...not...I..."

The chill of metal stuck to the center of his chest. It was actually a knife. If Feng Zheng still had the thought to distinguish it by himself at this moment, he could still recognize that it was the boning knife used to dismember prey and take it out of the water in the hunting ground. Gu Sheng Sheng probably felt that this kind of blade was sharp and easy to use, so he pressed the blade against his chest casually.

"I haven't done anything these years, but it's actually because I haven't figured out one thing." Gu Sheng admired his futile struggle, "That period of history was so strictly suppressed that it was completely taboo in the public, and there was no way to start. Until That day, Jiang Cheng gave me a set of Diancui hair noodles that was missing a top flower, and I followed Bai Xiaobao's clues to touch your head. I recognized you at the first sight, we have actually met before Yes. Eight years ago, outside that villa, I met you face to face.

"It's just that I have changed a lot these years, but you haven't."

His blade had been embedded in the flesh of Feng Zheng's chest, and Feng Zheng had no doubt that his internal organs would flow out like the offal of those prey when the blade was swiped down.Gu Sheng didn't choose to use a gun, obviously he didn't want him to die too easily, otherwise he didn't need to tie him up to listen to the story.

The fear of seeing his intestines spilling all over the place overcame everything, Feng Zheng howled with all his strength: "It's not me! It's not me—!"

Gu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at him with an inexplicable expression.

Feng Zheng cried out genuinely, and moved his cheeks with such force that his jaw would dislocate: "I'm not——Jiang Zhiya is the one who bullied men and women and raped Shang Yunfang, and who murdered and silenced the Dong Chuang incident! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Gu Sheng's whole body visibly stiffened, and he tore off the silk covering his mouth: "Huh?!"

Feng Zheng was really driven to the brink of collapse by fear, his mind went blank, and he couldn't control anything: "I am the dog that Jiang Zhiya let out to bite people! Dog! I made my fortune by relying on the Jiang family, just like Jiang Zhiya. Zhiya relied on Song Jiafa's family! Jiang Zhiya married Song Shuzhen in order to obtain the financial support of the Song family, and he was still messing around with dancers outside. Song Shuzhen is a vegetarian! On the spot, Jiang Zhiya knew that he had left the Song family He also went to Half-Life, so he assigned me to lead someone to find out Shang Yunfang's whereabouts before Song Shuzhen, and personally go to kill her..."

Trembling and crying incoherently, he yelled, with snot and tears all over his face: "Hero, spare me, hero, this really didn't mean what I meant. I was also ordered to do something. I didn't know there were so many people in this." Twists and turns...uh!"

The cold muzzle of the gun touched Feng Zheng's jaw, Feng Zheng suddenly fell silent, and looked at the young man beside him with fear.

"How do I know if what you said is true?" Gu Sheng laughed shortly, "The insiders from back then were all wiped out by you, you just said it so casually..."

"No! You believe me! I'm definitely not!" Feng Zheng's mind flashed, as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, and looked at him tremblingly, "Gu Sheng!...Gu Sheng...Jiang Zhiya has been with you all year round. There is a small copper-cased statue hidden on your body! You know... There are also shops selling your small statues everywhere on the street... There is a photo of Shang Yunfang when he first came out! His that is from that year After several years passed, I specifically looked for it for him. At that time, not only was it on the market, but even the hidden ones were destroyed..."