star hunter

Zhong Yuncong never expected that the moment he opened the door, the person he saw was Zhong Zhiyuan.

Originally, the day had already turned around, Zong Zheng called him, and said a lot of inscrutable, first told him in a tactful tone, his father might be a person living outside the "isolated island", An accomplice who provided funds for a terrorist organization; just when he was at a loss because of his sudden identity as the son of a criminal and even considered leaving the Administration Bureau, the other party pressed down with another high hat-saying "I hope you can become" an island 'Hope".

These were already exciting enough, but he never thought that there would be a bigger shock waiting for him—his long-lost father unexpectedly appeared in front of him without warning.

Zhong Yuncong suddenly felt dizzy - what a fantastic day.

Zhong Zhiyuan's originally slightly chubby round face seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and the slightly thinning hair on his head was also stained with spots of frost, and even his fat figure was also reduced a lot, making him look haggard and old .

Zhong Yuncong's eye sockets turned red all of a sudden.

"Dad!" In any case, the reunion of father and son was more joy than surprise for Zhong Yuncong. He was quickly overwhelmed by great ecstasy. , subconsciously wanted to hug his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

When Zhong Zhiyuan saw his son suddenly, he was both excited and surprised: "Son?! Why are you here... huh!"

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly bounced up, hitting the wall like a squash ball, and then fell to the ground like a cloth bag. He groaned in pain, and his bloated body twitched from time to time.

Zhong Yuncong was stunned, he glanced complicatedly at Zong Zhengzheng not far away, his Adam's apple slipped, but in the end he didn't say anything, but chose to help Zhong Zhiyuan up.

"This man is suspicious!" Zong Zheng shouted sharply, "Stay away from him!"

Zhong Yun paused, but he didn't turn his head, he still stretched out his hand to help Zhong Zhiyuan who was still coughing non-stop.

What worried Zhong Yuncong was that blood was faintly coughed up from the corner of Zhong Zhiyuan's mouth.

"Zhong Yuncong!" Zong Zhengzheng's voice was already full of anger. Zhong Yuncong was busy patting his father's back to help him calm down. Hearing this, he turned around and blocked Zhong Zhiyuan behind him, his face The expression on his face was very helpless: "Zongju, I know you doubt him... But you don't have any evidence right now, right? Even if you are really a prisoner, there must be an investigation and evidence collection link? How can you just go straight without going through any procedures..."

He tried to reason with the other party calmly, but Zong Zheng obviously didn't have the patience to listen to him. He stared at the person behind Zhong Yuncong expressionlessly, his eyes flashed, and Zhong Zhiyuan's body flew up again , the back of his head made contact with the wall forcefully, and the sound of the impact made people's hearts jump.

Zhong Zhiyuan wailed, and immediately coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

Zhong Yun's scalp exploded, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably. He clenched his hands tightly so that they wouldn't continue to tremble. With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the eye-catching blood at the corner of Zhong Zhiyuan's mouth, and immediately squeezed out a Smiling, she looked at Zong Zhengze pleadingly: "Please...don't do this..."

"Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here. Don't you think there is something wrong with him appearing out of nowhere? Are you sure he is really your father?" Zong Zheng stared at him coldly, "I advise you not to interfere, otherwise if……"

"I said," he fixed his eyes on Zong Zheng, the previous panic and begging disappeared like water waves, and his voice was unbelievably calm, "Don't do this."

Zong Zheng was caught off guard, and was enveloped by an invisible but strong sense of oppression. For a moment, let alone mobilizing his mental power, he could hardly move.

The younger generation is terrible.He sighed sadly in his heart, and at the same time, he also felt a little bit of joy, intertwined with the desolation of the hero's twilight, causing a strange ripple in his state of mind.

Jiang is still old and hot. Zhong Yuncong's shackles condensed with his own spiritual power did not imprison him for too long, but Zong Zhengzheng did not show it. On the surface, he was still in a state of being suppressed, but secretly, Preparations for the next wave of attacks have already begun.

Zhong Zhiyuan leaned on the wall and stood up unsteadily, put his trembling hand on Zhong Yuncong's shoulder: "Leave me alone, let's go..."

Zhong Yuncong gritted his teeth, ignored his father's words, and instead asked, "Where have you been these days? Why did you come here suddenly..."

"The experience of the past few months... It's a long story." Zhong Zhiyuan shook his head, "The reason why I came here is because I heard that you are here."

Zhong Yuncong was startled, and suddenly felt a bit sad. Seeing the old Zhong haggard like this, he must have suffered a lot.

When he was hesitating whether to ask that unspeakable question, his body was suddenly lifted by a powerful force, and before he had time to react, he fell heavily to the ground.

The severe pain spread instantly, but he didn't have time to take care of it. He raised his head in a panic, and happened to meet Zong Zheng who was not far away, but the latter's attention was not on him. He didn't know when there was a pistol in his hand , the muzzle of the gun pointed at Zhong Zhiyuan who was shaking like chaff.

With a bang in Zhong Yun's head, he got up quickly and rushed forward desperately: "Why do you have to kill him?! Even if he committed a heinous crime, he should be given a chance to defend himself?! Don't you always Is it sensible?!"

Under the strong anger, Zhong Yuncong's mental attack reached a peak again, even worse than last time, Zong Zheng felt as if a storm had blown up in his brain, and his entire field of vision was spinning, as if something had collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, he was also thinking: If I don't kill him...then what should I do?

Logically speaking, I would find a way to subdue Zhong Zhiyuan, and then try to get the secret from 20 years ago out of his mouth.As for how to deal with it in the end... For Zhong Yuncong's sake, maybe he will be spared.After all, after achieving his goal, whether he is dead or alive is not that important.

That's right, this is the correct way... But why do I have to put him to death?Why... When I saw this person, I couldn't control my killing intent?

Obviously, I didn't want to kill him...

Zong Zheng raised his head suddenly, his eagle-like eyes pierced sharply at Zhong Yuncong: "No! He is not..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhong Yuncong stretched out a hand towards him. They clearly had no direct physical contact, but Zong Zhengzheng's throat was clearly strangled by an invisible hand No more sound.

"I don't allow you to hurt him...don't..." He murmured, his eyes were bloodshot, his face looked fierce and fragile, and the two extreme expressions appeared alternately, making him look like a man who could be at any time A white porcelain statue that shatters.

He only felt that Zong Zheng was cold-blooded, ruthless and unreasonable, which was very different from usual, but he didn't realize that he was also quite abnormal at the moment.

His ability was pushed to the extreme under extreme emotions. In the past, Zong Zheng would have been happy to see it come to fruition, but this time...he seems to be a little out of play.

Zong Zheng was obviously in a weak position this time when the aftermath of the last attack had not dissipated. He was suffering both mentally and physically.

Zhong Yuncong's vision was gradually covered with a layer of red wind and sand, and Zong Zhengzheng's distorted face became more and more blurred.

"If you hurt him again, I will..." His body trembled involuntarily, "I will..."

The person behind him who had been silent for a long time smiled silently, slowly clasped his hands on his shoulders, and put them in his ears: "My dear son, kill him."

Zhong Yuncong was shocked all over, but like a puppet, he slowly tightened his five fingers.

Zong Zhengzheng's expression became more and more painful.

The force restraining him from the neck became stronger and stronger, and the suffocation became more and more serious, and his sharp knife-like eyes were becoming more and more slack.

Zong Zheng knew that he was on the verge of life and death. He didn't feel humiliated by such a way of death, but irony.

He gave the last look to the person hiding behind his competent subordinate, the eyes were complicated and indescribable: it was you... so it was you... I still underestimated you.

"He" came out from behind Zhong Yuncong, walked slowly in front of him, and then squatted down.

Zong Zhengzheng's chin was raised, and he was forced to look at the man.

"He" raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled proudly and happily, but there was also a hint of resentment.

Didn't expect you to die in my hands.The sneer in the opponent's eyes was self-evident.

Zong Zhengzheng's eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and he closed his eyes, calm to the point of indifference.

Despite his imminent death, the Director of the Management Bureau still has a proud attitude.

Unexpectedly, "he" was irritated by his indifference, and suddenly, "he" bit Zong Zhengzheng's face hard.

Zong Zhengzheng's face twitched suddenly, and his facial features became more and more distorted. The other party let go of his mouth in satisfaction, and sneered as he savored the blood between his teeth.

"You're dead." "He" said hoarsely, and Zong Zhengzheng's face began to turn purple. This is the whole picture of being close to death.

But at this moment, his tightly choked throat suddenly loosened, and his nearly stopped breathing became smooth again. His body couldn't bear it all of a sudden, and he coughed violently.

"What are you doing?!" "Zhong Zhiyuan" asked angrily, Zhong Yun turned his face from the side, and glanced at his "father" indifferently.

Probably due to the violent explosion of mental power, some capillaries in his eyeballs burst, and for a while, a large mass of blood was floating on the white of his eyes, which was very frightening to watch.

"His" throat began to itch again, he endured it again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back, coughing heart-piercingly.

Zhong Yuncong sighed: "The appearance and frequency of your cough reminds me of someone."

It was just yesterday, he still remembered that he reminded the lady to see a doctor.

"Ms. He, you are really powerful. But if I had known that you were such an excellent illusionist before, I probably wouldn't have been manipulated by you into such a mess." He There was still a blur in front of his eyes, and the face he was familiar with gradually became sinister and vicious, as if covered with a mask, covering up all the intimacy.

fair enough.He thought to himself, then he won't be unable to do so.